Chapter 347 Wanted

When Chen Ling followed Li Qingshan to the door of the house, it was already evening.

The rain clouds had dissipated, and the sky was illuminated by the sunset glow. As the lights flickered, the street lights on the bluestone roadside had lit up, and a two-story white-walled house appeared in front of Chen Ling.

"Grandma, I'm back."

Li Qingshan first pushed the firewood to the corner, then took out the key to open the door and shouted inside.

A white-haired old woman walked out of the house, leaning on a cane and staggering; one of her eyeballs seemed to be broken, and she glanced sideways in one direction, while the other eye looked at Chen Ling in red behind Li Qingshan.

She opened her mouth tremblingly and said something vaguely. Li Qingshan leaned in and listened twice before shouting into her ear:

"Grandma! This is a friend I met when I was collecting firewood! He also likes opera!! I'll bring him back for dinner!"

"What? (fourth tone)"

"Opera! Didn't you often listen to it in your early years?!"

"Opera? What kind of opera!"

"A clown!!"

Grandma nodded as if she understood, looked at Chen Ling for a long time, and turned back to the house with a cane.

"My grandma is old and her ears are not very good." Li Qingshan smiled apologetically at Chen Ling, "Brother Lin, please sit for a while, I'll go cook."

Li Qingshan rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen behind the low door with a bundle of firewood.

Li Qingshan looks like a weak scholar, but he is like a giant in life. He collects firewood, washes clothes, cooks, and feeds himself and the elderly at home... As coughs sound from the kitchen, a wisp of smoke drifts out of the earthen chimney.

Woof woof woof——

A skinny black dog saw Chen Ling and immediately barked wildly.

But as Chen Ling looked at it, the black dog immediately whimpered twice, silently huddled in the corner, not daring to look at Chen Ling again.

The smoke curled up, the swallows circled, and the poultry in the pen looked at the strange visitor outside curiously. Chen Ling, wearing a red dress, stood alone in the yard, like two paintings of different styles, out of tune with the surroundings...

Chen Ling looked around, as if he had discovered something, and walked to a corner that seemed to be used for garbage.

He took out a dusty radio from it.

Chen Ling fumbled on the radio for a while and found that most of the buttons were broken. He patted the surface of the radio and immediately there was a buzzing sound of electricity.

"This is f1011, welcome to listen to "Your Moon His Heart"..."

"Zizizizi..."

"...The next song is "What Kind of Woman" sung by Zhou Ze, a rising star singer in the Red Dust Realm, who was ordered by Mr. Li from Anhe Town..."

"Zizizizi..."

"Every night at 5:30, lock on to the Red Dust Evening News, and you will know everything big and small...According to relevant investigations, it has been determined that the Aurora Realm has become a ruin. The main reason is the corruption and chaos within the Aurora City. Internal spies and the Dusk Society cooperated with each other to destroy the outer defenses and cause a large number of disasters to invade.

According to the survivors, the Dusk Society members slaughtered civilians wantonly, taking pleasure in creating panic and arson. At least hundreds of people died in the sea of ​​fire, and the Aurora City was reduced to ruins.

Here, the Red Dust Evening News reminds all listeners that summer is coming, please pay attention to the safety of electricity and fire...If you find sneaky people around who are suspected to be members of the Dusk Society, please notify the local police immediately..."

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

The top leaders of the nine realms framed everything on the Dusk Society, which was not unexpected by Chen Ling... After all, they could not admit that Jiu Jun's life had entered the countdown, otherwise the remaining seven realms would set off unprecedented panic, and the order established so far would collapse completely.

And the Dusk Society, an organization that would always appear at the "crime scene", was undoubtedly the best target for framing. Transferring everyone's hatred to the Dusk Society would not only promote their own unity, but also hinder the Dusk Society's "restart" plan to a certain extent, killing two birds with one stone.

"... Among the members of the Dusk Society, several main suspects have been identified.

Among them, [Heart 6] Chen Ling, as the main arsonist, also went deep into the Aurora Base and assassinated the sleeping Aurora Lord. He was one of the culprits who led to the destruction of the Aurora Realm and is currently listed as the most wanted criminal by all realms..."

Chen Ling: ? ? ?

Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat. He never expected that he would be involved? !

But thinking about it carefully, this is reasonable. After all, he broke into Aurora City so ostentatiously, and the photos have been circulated everywhere. Since those law enforcement officers who escaped want to frame him, they naturally have to find a clear candidate... and Chen Ling, who is "famous" in Aurora City, is naturally the best target.

Of course, in a sense, Aurora City was indeed destroyed by him, and he did set it on fire... But assassinating Aurora Lord? ?

These people in the Nine Realms are too proud of themselves.

Hearing the sound outside, Li Qingshan, who was halfway through cooking, hurried out and saw the radio that was sounding.

"Brother Lin, you actually fixed it?"

Chen Ling silently changed the channel of the radio, "Yeah."

"I bought this radio for many years, and it couldn't be fixed no matter how I repaired it before, and I didn't have the money to buy a new one... I didn't expect that Brother Lin was actually proficient in repairing it?" Li Qingshan took the radio and held it in his hand like a treasure, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not broken in the first place, just pat it and it will be fine."

"Brother Lin, please sit down for a while, we will have dinner in a few minutes."

Li Qingshan returned to the house with the cash register in his arms and said a few words to his grandmother loudly. With the FM sound of switching, a melodious opera finally sounded and was placed next to his grandmother.

The volume of the radio had been turned up to the maximum, so loud that it could be clearly heard outside the courtyard. The old man who was sitting by the window like a rotten wood heard the sound, turned his head slightly to look at the radio, closed his eyes unconsciously, and shook his head slightly, as if he was intoxicated by it.

Seeing this, Li Qingshan smiled faintly, and then seemed to remember something and hurried back to the kitchen...

Chen Ling stood alone in the yard, looking at the busy Li Qingshan, with a complex expression.

In his mind, the figure of the woman kneeling and crying downstairs in the community appeared again... He unconsciously clenched his hand holding the USB flash drive in his pocket.

The flames under the stove burned, and the stir-frying of vegetables and oil seemed to be a cheerful accompaniment. Not long after, Li Qingshan's singing sounded slowly from the kitchen, overlapping with the music of the radio, echoing in the dusk.