In fact, without Ai Liang's reminder, Mus also knew what to do.

As soon as he got into the car.

Turn off all electronic products such as mobile phones and Bluetooth headphones.

After doing all this, he took the initiative to explain: "Don't worry, I checked on the way here. I don't have a locator on my body. If I don't believe it, I will find a hotel for a while and use the security door to test it."

Ai Liang drove the car with his eyes fixed on his face: "You seem to have made something wrong. What I can't believe in is not your anti-reconnaissance consciousness, but you."

"I'm not here, Lao Li, what can I trust?"

Moos casually put his phone on the charging pad in the car: "Don't forget, you still owe me a favor."

Ai Liang did not answer this question positively.

Instead, he asked Moos: "You are so sure, is it me who called you?"

Just when I heard the sound, I rushed over to the face without stopping.

It's really not like Moos's style.

Although the messenger had some friendship with him, he did not trust him to this extent.

According to Mus' personality, he will definitely investigate the other party first.

Even if you are sure to meet the other party.

We will also design a complex meeting plan and observe who passersby are following closely behind.

Before he directs you to go around and throw everyone away.

You can't see anyone else at all.

How could it be like this now, like a dog-licking dog, call it with just one phone call.

Moos laughed dryly, "Hey, this is not an old friend for a long time..."

He was about to explain, but Ai Liang suddenly braked and said, "Tell me if you have anything to do. Did you do the throat slit case?"

Moos, who doesn't like to wear a seat belt, hit his forehead firmly on the instrument panel.

"My second... just ask, can you stop brake suddenly..."

Moos rubbed his forehead: "I was involved in this matter, but I didn't kill anyone.

It was a forced way to make this matter bigger, but who made that guy unable to contact him at all..."

"To catch the hermit?" Ai Liang asked.

Muss couldn't help complaining, "Yes, you also know that as soon as that guy disappeared from his eyes, it would evaporate from the world.

He has always been the only one who contacts us. No matter what happens, we can't find anyone else at all.

Especially when I went to the black market to receive a bounty.

The black market wanted him to come over to confirm my identity, but he couldn't contact others anyway, which made me almost beaten.

And when he was just going crazy, all the forces of Neihua City were not convenient for you guys who had corporations and were involved in the work, so he could only catch me and ask.

During that time, walking on the street, a group of people would appear from time to time, driving seven or eight cars to block me.

I didn't even dare to go out of the door, and I lived all by relying on the food stored in the safe house.

You don't know how miserable it is..."

When old friends meet, Muss starts to kill memories and starts to suffer a lot of bitterness.

His mouth never stopped along the way.

Crazy complaining about the hermit's actions at that time, and how uncomfortable it makes me feel.

Ai Liang held the steering wheel in both hands and listened silently to his complaints.

Is this just a simple complaint?

Not.

Moos is just using shared memories to narrow down relationships that have not been seen in many years and gradually become unfamiliar.

Just like at a class reunion, I talk to old classmates who have not been in contact with much after graduation.

Since I don’t know anything about the current situation of my old classmates in recent years, let’s start with memories.

Let’s talk about the stupid things we have done together, and then tease the head teacher.

Humans are creatures that are prone to nostalgia. Activating memories of those green years can make people let go of their guards and barriers as quickly as possible.

Then during the conversation, understand the other party’s current situation from the side.

After a while, the topic has come.

I won't forget everything I've done before.

The reason is that, but Moos’s topic is not right.

No matter how he led the topic, Ai Liang drove the car without saying a word.

This gave Muss a sense of familiarity.

It was like returning to the days when he worked with the Hermit.

I kept telling jokes to liven up the atmosphere.

The hermit had a cold face and sifted his words to hunt the target.

Moos shook his head hard, throwing this unrealistic thought out of his head.

"So many years have passed...you can't forget it?"

Seeing that Ai Liang refused to speak, Mus hesitated for a while, and finally raised the scar in the messenger's heart.

"get off."

Ai Liang suddenly said.

Moos turned his head and looked at the surrounding environment.

Rows of cypress trees are neatly planted on both sides of the road.

Step by step, reaching the monument engraved with golden words on the top.

The clouds in the sky happened to block the sun at this time, causing all this to be covered with a layer of gray color.

Although the outdoor temperature has gradually risen with the rise of the sun.

But the car is different. The air conditioner in the car made the thin Mus shudder.

"get off."

Ai Liang repeated it again.

"Can't you choose a place in the living place to talk about things?"

Moos had to mutter when he got off the car.

Ai Liang ignored him, parked his car on the side of the road, and led him to the highest point of the cemetery.

This is the entire cemetery with the widest view.

Standing here, you can see everything around you.

The two sat down on the steps on the edge of the monument.

Moos took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, knocked his index finger at the bottom of the box, and pushed out one: "Do you want to smoke?"

Seeing that Ai Liang was not embarrassed, he picked up the cigarette and lit it in his mouth.

Ai Liang crossed his hands and looked at the horizon: "Then you offer a reward for my whereabouts at Qianhua Market, and you also want to ask me if there is any news about hermits?"

"I was forced to do it too."

Muss exhaled a sip of white cigarette, then slapped the cigarette he had just taken, and threw it into the ashes bag: "If the hermit cannot be found within the specified time, I may die.

You also know the character of the Hermit. I have no clues here and can only try my luck with you. Unexpectedly, the throat slit case did not attract the Hermit, but instead led you to the first."

"What happened? Who asked you to find the hermit?"

Ai Liang asked.

When he came, Moos was as nervous as he was, he was as disappointed as he was now.

Judging from Ai Liang's performance, he had no idea of ​​the whereabouts of the hermit.

Mus shook his head and reached out to pat Ai Liang on the shoulder: "If you don't know the whereabouts of the hermit, then today we will be like an old friend meeting to reminisce about the past... Are you tight at hand? Do you need me to lend you some?"

It is certainly a good thing to have an acquaintance as a helper.

But Janus has clearly exceeded the realm that normal humans can understand.

No matter how many people go, they probably deliver vegetables.

Although Muss' moral sentiment is not very good.

But he still admires the messenger's character very much.
To be continued...