苏韵环看一下，虽然脑子被太阳烤的乱哄哄的，可是眼前的景致还算清晰，还是那个高速服务区。                                                                                对着田甜道：“听着呢，你继续。”                                                                                田甜忽的声音压低：“你等一下啊，我们主编过来了，先别挂，我马上再跟你说我是怎么费了九牛二虎之力打听到蒋慕承这些日的行踪来着。”                                                                                苏韵感觉后背的汗珠一串串往下淌。                                                                                这衣服一点都不透气，是前断时间在网上代购的，288元，据说是某品牌的原单货，还真丝的。                                                                                未挂断的手机听筒传来田甜和同事的对话。                                                                                苏韵默默听着。                                                                                一手擦着脖颈上的汗，一手扇着风。                                                                                她无意间低头，发现这‘真丝’的连衣裙上有条很长的线头，试图用手扯断，线倒是没扯断，可是裙摆有朝一块揪起的迹象。