Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 495: The Vegetarian Reporter’s Three Aces (3)

In a hotel in Sangcheng.

The morning sun shines into the house through the glass windows.

Song Yuesheng sat at a table.

She bit a piece of gauze tightly to prevent herself from making any sound due to the pain and thus attracting the attention of others.

As time passed, beads of sweat dripped down from his forehead.

After cleaning the wound, Song Yuesheng held a small piece of paper wrapped in a funnel shape in his left hand.

Then she tilted the paper and carefully sprinkled the crushed Chinese medicine inside on the wound on her right shoulder.

The moment the medicine powder touched the wound, Song Yuesheng's right hand instinctively wanted to support it and almost knocked over the remaining herbs on the table.

Fortunately, the situation was stabilized in time, thus avoiding a small chaos.

Song Yuesheng took a deep breath.

She gritted her teeth, picked up a roll of brand new bandage with her left hand, and clumsily but firmly wrapped it around her right shoulder again and again.

After completing the whole process of changing the dressing, another hour passed.

Song Yuesheng was breathing heavily.

The Chinese medicine for stopping bleeding and removing blood stasis that I asked the police to buy yesterday is only enough for one more use.

If you want to avoid any sequelae, you should see a Chinese medicine doctor.

The reason why we chose to stay in a hotel is that compared to fixed locations, there are many hotels in Sangcheng, and it takes some time to investigate.

As long as there is time, she can take the opportunity to leave.

Song Yuesheng asked Deng Lan for two days off yesterday, using the excuse that he had been attacked and needed to rest.

Not to the newspaper office, but to an old place.

The intervals between tram runs are long.

The official notice is half an hour.

But in reality, the wait will be longer.

suddenly.

Song Yuesheng felt a sharp gaze.

She looked over and saw some people standing in the restaurant opposite.

The one in the front is Qi Yi.

The other person also noticed her and gave her a sinister smile.

Song Yuesheng immediately turned around and ran away.

He wanted to kill her again.

But she got the clue about Scully through the hotel and had no time to deal with him.

no way.

The male protagonist in this world accounts for a small proportion of the female protagonist's fate.

boom!

The bullet cut through the air and headed straight for Song Yuesheng.

Song Yuesheng dodged vigilantly.

She didn't look back, but took advantage of the terrain, speeding up and running towards the corner.

He didn't stop until he saw a woman of similar age.

Song Yuesheng smiled and said, "Beautiful lady, I have a cooperation that will make you two hundred silver notes. Do you agree?"

The woman hugged herself warily.

"I'm a serious person."

Song Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Of course it's a serious cooperation."

……

Qi Yi hated this kind of alley very much.

Easier to avoid.

Difficult to catch.

at last.

Qi Yi saw Song Yuesheng walking slowly, holding his shoulder.

He ran over quickly, with a slight smile on his face.

"You can run despite being injured."

Qi Yi patted her shoulder and smiled contemptuously: "What a pity... Song Yuesheng, you insist on seeking death."

Just now.

The woman in front of him suddenly turned around and stepped back in fear.

His legs went weak and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"Mr. Qi, spare my life."

Not Song Yuesheng.

Qi Yi's expression suddenly changed.

The woman is still complaining.

"I... a girl exchanged coats with me, and she also gave me two hundred yuan in silver notes. I, I agreed because I wanted to get a bargain. I didn't know that she was your enemy, Mr. Qi..."

Qi Yi clicked his tongue in annoyance.

hateful.

Another set up.

"Which direction did she run to?"

"Left, left."

It was only when Qi Yi ran over that he realized he was on the main road.

At this moment, a tram slowly drove past him.

One of them who was sitting near the window was Song Yuesheng.

Qi Yi clenched the pistol and then let go.

He wished that Song Yuesheng would disappear immediately, but he didn't want to make her reputation worse at this time.

Especially having something to do with him.

So frustrating!

What on earth is Song Yuesheng thinking about!

A journalist who encountered an assassination attempt actually asked the police for help.

But he was also the accomplice in solving the serial case that had just happened not long ago and had frightened the citizens.

If she went to find Huo Tingchuan, he would kill her on the street.

Qi Yi took a deep breath and adjusted his thoughts.

There are only so many places that trams can go.

A place a reporter wants to go...

**

"Cough, cough, cough."

Song Yuesheng covered his mouth and coughed a few times.

She couldn't help but shudder and pulled the coat up over her arms.

The exchanged clothes were a little small.

She couldn't wear it, so she had to put it on her arms.

Perhaps because his injury had not yet healed, even on a sunny day in August, Song Yuesheng still felt cold even though he was wearing a thin shirt.

As she stepped into the tavern, she heard two beeps.

This should be what the bartender said about the high-tech method of identifying repeat customers.

The bartender saw the person who came in and smiled: "Miss Song, I asked your friend to convey it last time. Everyone can only choose once. If you come again, I can't tell you."

Song Yuesheng sat at the bar, putting his back aside.

"I'm not drinking today because I want to work with you, Shi Jiali."

The bartender paused for a moment while wiping the cup, then looked embarrassed: "Did Miss Song drink somewhere else? Why are you talking nonsense like that?"

Song Yuesheng chuckled and explained.

"Isn't the answer written on the 36th wine? Your real name, "Shi Jiali", has exactly 36 strokes."

"In addition, there is the six-petaled dew sunflower. Six petals refer to snowflakes. I just learned from someone yesterday that dew sunflower is another name for water shield in Yizhou."

To be precise, there is a water shield soup on the hotel menu.

The menu says "Golden Wind and Dew Sunflower Soup".

She asked the waiter out of curiosity and found out that it was water shield.

Song Yuesheng continued to explain the meaning of the wine's name: "Water shield is not suitable for growing in cold weather. The name of the wine combines two contradictory things, which shows that this wine represents a contradiction. So..."

She slowed down and observed the bartender's expression.

After a while.

Song Yuesheng continued, "The corresponding news about Scully is also contradictory. That is, Scully loves to be in a crowd, and if you want to find him, you can go to various lively banquets. This should also be your original idea for setting up this wine."

"But unfortunately, I'm a reporter."

She pulled an old newspaper from her backpack and spread it out on the bar.

One of the reports in the newspaper tells the story of the eldest daughter of the Shi family in Yizhou who returned from studying abroad and showed off her charm at the Shi family banquet.

Not only that, the report also published photos.

Song Yuesheng looked at her and continued, "Although there are few newspapers from the south circulating in Sangcheng, reporters need to read a lot of content to report the news."

The bartender touched the photo in the newspaper.

After a long silence, her eyes revealed nostalgia and she sighed heavily.

"It's obviously a photo from four years ago, why do I look younger before?"

This sentence implicitly acknowledged his identity.

Shi Jiali stuffed the newspaper back into Song Yuesheng's backpack across the bar.

Subsequently.

She smiled generously: "Ms. Song, you are the first person who calmly told me my identity. I can agree to two conditions of yours."

Song Yuesheng heard something else.

Someone resorted to force to get information from Shi Jiali.

She pounded her head to clear the unnecessary thoughts from her mind.

After a while, Song Yuesheng asked, "I want to know what type of code is usually used to maintain communication during a war."

Shi Jiali raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Are reporters in Sangcheng starting to dig up such news now?

suddenly.

Shi Jiali saw someone coming over here from the monitor, and she made a gesture to chase them away: "Miss Song, I have to receive guests later. You are welcome to come again next time."

Although Song Yuesheng was confused, he didn't dare to ask.

She left the pub and sat on a bench diagonally opposite. Then she took out a newspaper, poked two small holes in the place of her eyes, and placed it in front of her eyes as a disguise.

The person who can be called a distinguished guest by Shi Jiali must be no simple person.

You can use this to make friends.

It would be even better if it was the heroine, so that she could be cut off from her path.

Those two people are...

Sudden.

Song Yuesheng felt a malicious aura coming from behind him.

She turned her head quickly.

A pistol was pointed right at her forehead.

Qi Yi stood in front of her, a playful smile on his lips, with a bit more pride and pleasure of revenge.

"Song Yuesheng, I will return this trick of escaping from the shell to you as it is."

"Qi Yi, Qi Yi!"

Song Yuesheng caught a glimpse of an anxious figure jogging over from the pub diagonally opposite.

She sighed resignedly, her eyes revealing helplessness and compromise.

"I definitely can't run away now. Qi Yi, why don't you see what Miss Xia wants to talk to you about? She's calling you so urgently, it must be something very important."

As long as he was distracted, she would have the opportunity to grab the gun and turn the situation around.

"Now all you have to do is pull the trigger." Song Yuesheng looked up at him and continued to incite.

"If I move, I'll be shot. I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well listen to you guys' words, right?"

Qi Yi glanced at Xia Pingwan, then quickly looked away and continued to stare at Song Yuesheng.

"You stay and go to the underworld to watch the fun..."

Qi Yi's words came to an abrupt end.

His face turned pale and he suddenly fell down.

Song Yuesheng reacted decisively. She quickly snatched the gun away and ran away.

You'd be a fool not to run now!