Chapter 94 Verhovinsky (4)

Chapter 94 Verhovinsky (4)

In the morning, it was still sunny and the sky was clear, but in the evening, a cloud of no reason suddenly appeared, and light snow fell unreasonably.

Luo Wenzhou pushed the bicycle as a sled, and he was sliding on the ground as he walked. When he was about to slip to the gate of the Municipal Bureau, Tao Ran suddenly caught up in three steps and two steps, and hung a very festively packaged box on his handlebar: " Why are you running so fast, so anxious to go home and cook? This is the ravioli that my mother sent from my hometown. It's all made from pig ròu that has never eaten feed. It's pure natural green food. I just distributed one in the office. Circle it, it's yours."

Before Luo Wenzhou could say "thank you", he saw Tao Ran's hand resting on the wax box, and his index finger quickly tapped it three times.

When it was cold, Tao Ran put on a down jacket like a black shell early, wrapped it very thickly, with only a pair of eyes showing from the whole body. When Luo Wenzhou looked up, he saw that there was no smile in his eyes, and he immediately knew this. Box "souvenirs" are not pure souvenirs.

After Luo Wenzhou paused, he thanked him casually, and weighed the box in his hand: "As soon as I saw La Ròu, I knew that winter is really here—why is it so heavy, how much did your mother send to you?"

"There's a lot," Tao Ran said, "I even sent a box to Mistress yesterday."

Luo Wenzhou was stunned for a moment—Tao Ran had just tapped the box, implying that there were other things in the box besides La ròu. Adding this sentence meant that the contents were taken from his wife, Yang Zhengfeng's widow.

The two silently exchanged glances.

The things he took from his wife could only be Yang Zhengfeng's relics.

Luo Wenzhou tentatively said, "My lady doesn't want to see us. It's not a good year. You bothered me in the past, but she didn't call you out?"

Lao Yang has sacrificed for three years, if she has something in her hand, why is she willing to take it out now?

Tao Ran paused, his eyes filled with something indescribable.

The night wind that rolled in the snow was cold and icy, and it could penetrate the skin and reach the heart. The red flag at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau was still on the National Day, and it has never been taken off. Deep twilight.

Luo Wenzhou stopped, suddenly having an ominous premonition in his heart.

"My lady... My lady went to the hospital last month," Tao Ran subconsciously glanced at the dim sky, and then fell back to his feet, softly saying, "Lymphoma cancer has just been detected."

Luo Wenzhou was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"Late period," Tao Ran said, as if his throat was choked by the cold wind.

"I'll go take a look at her." Luo Wenzhou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly rolled over and stepped on the pedals, "What about the child, he hasn't graduated yet..."

Tao Ran grabbed his elbow and shook his head at him.

"It's too late today, you go home first, don't disturb her to rest." Tao Ran said, knocking on La ròu's packaging box again, and said to him meaningfully, "You are not loved by everyone, she It may not be good to see your heart - go home and have a good meal, I'm leaving, you ride slowly."

"Tao Ran!" Luo Wenzhou let out a breath of white breath and said to his back, "Is it because of Lao Yang that she has this disease? Is it because of Lao Yang's accident that she has been depressed all the time?"

Tao Ran waved at him from a distance, but did not answer.

There is nothing to answer. No matter how deep the reason is, the result will not be changed. It is too late to say anything.

Maybe it's life.

It has nothing to do with whether you are a genius or a ghost, have tens of thousands of family wealth, and how much power you have.

Tao Ran had quite a lot of sausages hanging on his handlebars, and they weighed down Luo Wenzhou's front wheel burdensomely.

When went out in the morning, the two wheels of this car were still like a pair of powerful hot wheels. When went back at night, it seemed like a deformed iron ring.

Just as Luo Wenzhou was riding his bike across the road, turned right, and passed the parking lot in front of the shopping center, he suddenly felt something, looked up subconsciously, and then suddenly realized that the car he had just passed was a little familiar. .

Luo Wenzhou hurriedly stretched out his foot to stop the bicycle, turned his head to look, and suddenly confronted his own car.

Bearing a head of fine ice and snow debris, he opened his eyes wide and looked at his mount. The engine of the car was running, the engine made a "humming" sound, and under the warm low beam, the snowflakes rustled down.

Fei Du actually came to pick him up?

Luo Wenzhou's sinking heart just now seemed to have been fitted with a magnetic levitation, "flickering" it floated into the air, and swam around the border of his chest. He calmed down and pretended to casually walk to the car window. He bent over and was about to knock on the window, when the surprise suddenly turned into a shock—

Fei Du didn't know how long he had waited for him. He had already curled up in the stance and fell asleep. The heater in the car was obviously running at full capacity, and he didn't know whether he was afraid of the cold or something, but the doors and windows were actually closed!

Luo Wenzhou poured a breath of cold air into his chest, his liver almost burst, and he reached out and patted the car window a few times: "Fei Du, Fei Du!"

Just when he was about to smash the car, Fei Du finally woke up. He moved a little confusedly, as if he had forgotten where he was, and then he noticed the movement next to him.

Fei Du stretched out his fingers and wiped his eyes, then unlocked the car door: "You get off work..."

Before he could finish his greeting, Luo Wenzhou had already grabbed him by the collar, dragged him out of the car, and yelled into his ear, "Are you fucking courting death or not having common sense!"

Fei Du stumbled, and suddenly fell from the warm car into the ice and snow. He shivered solidly and woke up completely. Only then did he realize what he had just done—Fei Du didn’t mean to be bored. He killed himself. While waiting for Luo Wenzhou, he got out of the car and walked for a few laps. He couldn't stand the cold, so he planned to run back to the car to warm up for a while, but he didn't expect that staying in the hospital would really hurt the root. The blood has not yet circulated, and the person has accidentally fallen asleep.

Fei Du rarely did such a careless thing in front of others, so he was somewhat annoyed: "I actually..."

"Go on, go over there." Luo Wenzhou was so angry that he didn't bother to listen to his explanation. He threw Fei Du into the co-pilot and slammed into the car again. After running for about ten meters, he remembered something, got out of the car and ran back, removing the forgotten bicycle and ròu, and dragging them into the trunk.

He slammed the car door and drove home angrily.

Fei Du had grown so big, and he seldom had the experience of being yelled at in his ears. Suddenly, Luo Wenzhou had a seizure. He had tinnitus that he couldn't react to, like Luo Yiguo who had just smashed a porcelain bowl.

He was stunned for a while before he regained his senses, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he showed an overly smooth smile, resting his head with one hand and placing the other on Luo Wenzhou's thigh irregularly, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, you Are you so worried about me?"

Luo Wenzhou didn't want to chat with him, so he slapped his paw away: "Go away."

The invincible President Fei immediately adjusted his strategy and said in a slow voice, "I'm just too cold, I came up to be warm and warm, I didn't want to stay long, just... um, close your eyes and rest."

Luo Wenzhou said coldly, "When you close your eyes and rest your mind, you also close your ears?"

Fei Du: "..."

Fei Du's two lines of defense had a very good counter-productive effect. Luo Wenzhou regained his senses from the fear that was almost torn apart at first. As if a switch had been pressed, he took a deep breath and launched a frenzy at Fei Du. A blasted long story.

Luo Wenzhou was deeply passed down by his father. He was good at impromptu speeches and impromptu swearing. It started with the various bastard things that Fei Du had done before, until he forgot the doctor's orders as soon as he was discharged from the hospital. didn't know where to drive for a long time, so didn't get sick.

In the end, he also issued a rather powerful question to Fei Du's pale explanation—Luo Wenzhou: "Afraid of the cold? If you're afraid of the cold, you don't wear long pants!"

This question left Fei Du extremely speechless, so he had to keep quiet, listened to the lecture and heard home, and never tried to chat again.

Seeing that he pushed the door and entered the house, Luo Wenzhou was carrying a wax box in one hand and a bicycle that rattled around in the other. Before he wanted to die, Fei Du suddenly hugged him without warning and gave it to him. An attacking kiss, this time with the correct lines: "Senior brother, I was wrong."

"..." Luo Wenzhou tried his best to keep his face straight, but his voice dropped uncontrollably. "You don't do this for me."

Fei Du bowed his head slightly, buried his face in his shoulder, thought for a while, and then said, "Can you punish me for making promises?"

Luo Wenzhou knew that his dog couldn't spit out ivory, so he tapped him lightly on the lower back, stuffed him the bicycle, and instructed: "The car can move, move it to the basement for me - activities before dinner. Activity, look at your kidney deficiency."

Fei Du hurriedly put it away when he saw it, picked up the handlebar, and pushed the quaint big "28" to the basement. There was a full-length mirror on the cupboard in the stairwell. A faint smile.

The bicycle chain had just been oiled. During the process of moving it, it left an obvious stain on Fei Du's neatly ironed trousers. He paused, as if he didn't understand why he was laughing. At this time, Luo Wenzhou He urged him in the kitchen again: "Come and help, don't wait to eat, can you wash the vegetables?"

The former overbearing president who has become a "porter" and a "little brother washing vegetables" rubbed his nose: "...No."

Luo Wenzhou: "You can't do anything, you're as useless as Luo Yiguo... oh, little bastard!"

Luo Yiguo was licking his claws beside him, and he didn't know who was provoking whom. Hearing this, he was furious, jumped off the top of the refrigerator, and landed on Luo Wenzhou's instep with unparalleled precision. After stepping on her foot, Sayazi ran away.

In the cold night, the frost is like a carving, and there are thousands of lights——

... There are also unknown corners, filled with unimaginable darkness.

The girl hid in the trash can, stepping on the sticky mass under her feet, the pungent smell kept scraping her nasal cavity, she shivered, huddled tightly, biting her wrist, in the dark, she Not far away, I heard the man's heavy breathing, and the muffled sound of sharp knives slicing on the bones.

She was fifteen years old and tall as an adult, maybe she should be like a person, knocking out the smelly trash can and going out to fight with that person.

They originally had two people, two-on-one, maybe there was a chance.

But she was too cowardly to face or resist at all, and would always hide subconsciously.

Suddenly, the protracted and heavy footsteps sounded again, getting closer and closer, and the girl's heart trembled with the footsteps. Under the extreme fear, her whole body began to go numb.

The footsteps stopped suddenly and stopped outside the trash can.

how far? one meter? Half a meter... or thirty centimeters?

The girl held her breath, separated from a terrifying murderer by a thin plastic bucket, as if she had already smelled the blood on that person.

Suddenly, the plastic trash can was lightly knocked on.

"Boom" sound.

The girl's tense nerves suddenly collapsed, she shivered violently, and the metal zipper of her coat hit the wall of the plastic bucket——

A weird chuckle sounded in the darkness, and a man hummed a song in a hoarse voice: "Little bunny, open the door..."

The girl's heart-piercing scream rang out. Less than two meters away from where she was hiding, the body of a young boy lay there quietly, with his eyes smashed and his limbs chopped off neatly. Lined up next to them, covered with the school uniform jacket of Yufen Middle School.

It was half past ten at night.

Luo Wenzhou locked up all the caffeinated drinks in the house, pressed Fei Du's head, poured him a cup of hot milk, and went to bed.

"Thirty-thirty," Fei Du glanced at his watch and sneered at such a middle-aged and elderly person's schedule, "Don't mention the midnight show, the club has not yet entered the theme, senior brother, discuss it..."

Luo Wenzhou refused to negotiate, and threw him back in one sentence: "What a lot of nonsense, lie down and sleep."

Fei Du thought that Luo Wenzhou's ruthless dictatorship was very unreasonable, and was about to protest when he saw Luo Wenzhou take out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket.

Fei Du was Junjie, who knew the current affairs, and immediately lay down without saying a word.

Luo Wenzhou stayed with him until around midnight. After making sure that Fei Du was sound asleep, he got up and kissed him lightly. He left the bedroom and closed the door. He dug out the box of wax ròu that Tao Ran had given him in the kitchen storage room. , in the tangy aroma, found a thick folder.

As soon as it was opened, a handwritten letter fell out.

It was... a red lined letter paper that few people would use these days. On it were the handwritings left by the stroke of a pen, something Luo Wenzhou had seen countless times—the words of old detective Yang Zhengfeng.

"Jiahui," Yang Zhengfeng wrote, beginning with his wife's name, "is writing this letter just in case, in case one day I die unexpectedly, and you find these things I left, hope it Don't bring danger to you and Xinxin. No one in this business wants to bring danger to the family, but I have no one to entrust."

Luo Wenzhou's heart "squeaked".

"After dealing with my funeral, you must remember not to contact the people in the bureau. Some people have changed. I don't know who that person is. You must be careful. Wen Zhou and Tao Ran, these children are all me. I know what I brought out with one hand, but they are still too young, maybe more than enough, but not enough ability, don’t involve them, and you don’t have to deal with them too closely, lest the descendants will be ignorant of the importance and cause unnecessary sacrifices.”

The author has something to say: Note to Xiao Penyu who does not drive: Do not close the doors and windows of the car and turn on the air conditioner when the car is parked. The incomplete combustion of the engine will easily generate a large amount of carbon monoxide. .