Song Anmin nervously licked his lips. Was he about to be caught in a manhunt?
Just as Song Anmin had this thought, two figures appeared opposite the van...
A man is carrying a woman on his back.
They must have come down the stairs opposite the van. There are two directions of stairs in the building where Liu Aimei lives.
Wang Ya suddenly grabbed Song Anmin's hand and shook it, "Holy crap, that guy is the one who was just walking next to your sister-in-law!"
Song Anmin's eyes widened immediately. He instinctively tried to stand up, but before he could straighten his legs, Wang Ya pulled him down.
Wang Ya narrowed her eyes, took out the twenty yuan she had brought with her today, and handed it to Song Anmin. "Do you have any money on you? Can you ride a motorcycle? I just saw a motorcycle parked outside the teahouse. I told them the police requisitioned it and we'll return it later. If anything happens, the police station will pay for the repairs."
Song Anmin: "???"
"Hurry up, bro!"
Song Anmin sighed inwardly and crouched down to go to the front again.
Just like before, he found someone who looked like the boss, shook his shoulder, and asked, "Are you the boss? Whose motorcycles are those? Are they yours?"
"Hey buddy, I'm not the boss, I'm just here for tea."
"Whose motorcycle is that?" Song Anmin looked around.
A burly man in black walked in from outside. "I'm the owner here. That's my car. What do you want?"
Song Anmin stepped forward and gave the man fifty yuan. "Hey, brother, can I ride your motorcycle? I need it urgently. The police are handling a case. I'll return it to you later. We're from the local police station outside Heping Lane. We'll definitely return it to you."
Song Anmin spoke quickly and urgently.
Where is your police ID?
Song Anmin stamped his foot, "I didn't bring it! This is for an unexpected case!"
The man glanced at Song Anmin and asked reluctantly, "How long do you want to ride?"
Song Anmin: "It'll probably only take an hour or two, brother. You know Phoenix Pavilion, right? My family owns it. The owner's name is Xu Songyuan. If you're really worried, you can go ask him there. Brother, I'm really in a hurry!!!"
The proprietress came out and sized up Song Anmin. "You climbed over the wall from the outside?"
Song Anmin is dressed so well today that he looks like a real man, which is very deceptive. He doesn't seem like a bad guy.
"Yes, yes, in urgent situations, we must act expediently."
The landlady was unwilling to lend it, and glared at her husband. The man in black said with a stern face, "Don't you have anything valuable on you?"
Song Anmin patted himself all over, swallowed hard, and said, "Nothing."
The man in black hesitated for two seconds, then said, "Go ahead and ride it. If you don't return it, I'll kill your grandson when I see him!"
"Don't worry, big brother, I know the rules."
When Song Anmin wanted to start a business and hung out with that group of young hooligans, he learned to ride a motorcycle. His skills were average, but he could manage to ride it.
Song Anmin rode his bicycle through the alley, and the man in black followed. Just as they reached the end of the alley, they saw Wang Ya climb out of their backyard.
"Holy crap, you two were both here just now?"
Wang Ya, exuding righteousness, patted the man in black on the shoulder and said, "Thanks."
All three were dressed in ordinary clothes, and there was nothing strange about it.
Xu Heng's van was still parked there, the doors closed, and everyone had already gotten in.
The man in black glanced at it and said, "That car."
Wang Ya nodded and then dismissed Song Anmin.
"Why would I go down there? I'll go with you!"
Wang Ya: "You?"
Song Anmin: "What, you look down on me? Wang Ya, I'm definitely going with you."
Before Wang Ya could speak, Song Anmin said to the man, "Brother, we've already notified the police. If anyone asks later, just say we followed them, and the license plate number is..."
"Okay, I've got it."
Song Anmin thought to himself, "There are still more good people in this world."
Song Anmin: "Hurry up, get in the car!"
Wang Ya patted Song Anmin on the shoulder, "Move aside, I'll ride."
"You can ride a motorcycle?"
Wang Ya: "Of course I will! Hurry up, time waits for no one!"
As soon as Song Anmin got off, Wang Ya stepped onto the van, and at the same time, the van started moving.
Wang Ya didn't wait for Song Anmin; she started the car and chased after him.
Holy crap!!!
The man in black was also stunned. He was afraid he wouldn't get his car back. "Hurry up and chase after it!"
Song Anmin glanced at the van and deliberately shouted, "You bitch, stop right there! I haven't even gotten in yet!"
Fortunately, Song Anmin had long legs, and Wang Ya was still getting used to riding this bike, so Song Anmin quickly caught up with her. He sat sideways, put his arm around Wang Ya's waist, and put his legs on the other side.
"Wang Ya! Holy crap, you just ran away like that!"
Wang Ya muttered to herself, "I'm not a police officer."
"You haven't gone to work today! I'm a concerned citizen, that won't do!"
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