Chapter 20 Julien

Fei Du fell from the sky, and Luo Wenzhou was as shocked as the gangsters. However, the situation was critical. The hero of Team Luo did not suffer from nonsense and made a decisive decision. First, Wu Xuechūn was put into the car, and he jumped into the co-pilot. The wide-open doors and windows have been slowly closed automatically, and "Ow" jumped out.

Luo Wenzhou was almost slapped on the back of the seat: "Why do I feel that your mood is not stable... Hey!"

Although Fei Du didn't look at him, the smell of blood continued to float over without anyone's attention.

The acceleration of the trot made people dizzy, and the moving blood bag next to it made people even more dizzy.

Luo Wenzhou's voice changed in tone, and Fei Du's forehead was bào with blue veins, and he turned the steering wheel dangerously and dangerously in the nick of time.

I'm afraid the telegraph poles that survived the disaster hadn't loosened in one breath, and they saw the entire body of the car swaying and swaying again and again - Mr. Fei accidentally rushed into the curb again.

Luo Wenzhou buckled his seat belt as fast as he could, feeling that he had just left the Longtan and entered the tiger again—not killed by the gangsters, but probably killed by Fei Du, a suicide killer on the road.

Luo Wenzhou yelled at him, "Your car is too twisty and bizarre!"

Fei Du didn't even dare to let out the air, he could smell it as soon as he came out: "Who asked you to sit in the front, I'm about to vomit!"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

What's wrong with being nauseated by such a handsome young man?

Fei Du broke out in a cold sweat, layer by layer, he couldn't see the road clearly, his graceful demeanor finally could no longer be maintained, and Luo Wenzhou uttered a foul language: "I'm fucking dizzy, you cover me up!"

Luo Wenzhou was stunned—he had always thought that Fei Du's "bloody fainting" was a joke, because he clearly remembered that he didn't have this problem when he was a child.

At this moment, Wu Xuechūn obediently handed over from the back seat a coat that Fei Du had thrown there, Luo Wenzhou shook the clothes and put it back on his body: "Tsk, I'm still motion sick, you... cao, these Are people crazy?"

Luo Wenzhou wanted to ask him, "Why did you come here?" But who knew that when he glanced in the rearview mirror, he realized that those motorcycles were actually catching up!

Although it was not in broad daylight at this time, it was also on the streets of a society governed by the rule of law. This was simply blatant.

The huáng team didn't expect that a large group of people in their old nest could not block a single Luo Wenzhou, but there was no turning back when the bow was drawn.

For an ordinary person who is conscious of being "ordinary", it really only takes three steps to go from "compromising with reality wisely" to "desperate".

It stands to reason that top sports cars should not be chased and blocked by a group of motorcycles, but the real road conditions have always been like this, especially in the western part of the flower market, which is the same as the urban-rural fringe. Dedicated" old-fashioned scooter.

Fei Du was unfamiliar with this place, and it was too late to start the navigation. It was dark, so he could only rely on his senses—there was a source of pollution next to him, which made his senses fail for the most part.

This road is really dangerous.

Fei Du's hands and feet were cold, and even his heart rate began to go erratic. His stomach seemed to rebel, he turned up stupidly, his hands gripping the steering wheel turned white, and he gritted his teeth, "Tell me you didn't come by yourself."

Luo Wenzhou didn't know if it was due to excessive blood loss or something, but he was already feeling a little motion sick. In order not to irritate the unstable driver, he said without hesitation: "I didn't come here by myself, I have foreign help... You don't need us to repair the car. Reimbursement?"

As he spoke, Wu Xue squeaked. It turned out that a motorbike had caught up and smashed Fei Du's window with an iron rod.

The car window lingered on without breaking, but a cobweb burst out on the spot.

Luo Wenzhou looked like he was going to suffer: "You flashy wrecked car, you might as well buy a bulletproof one if you have that kind of money."

Fei Du glanced at the rear-view mirror with a slanted glance. He deflected the steering wheel, and very skillfully pushed the rider who was wielding an iron rod to the side of the road. The motorcycle couldn't react in time. He tried to keep his balance, but he overturned with the person and the car.

Fei Du squeezed his nose and opened his mouth: "I'm not the president, who's bombing?"

One of the two of them must be a crow. Fei Du's words faded, and he heard a "click" from the rear window. Luo Wenzhou's hair stood on end, and he was the first to react: "These grandsons are actually shooting, and the girl is lying on her back. Down!"

Wu Xue chūn hugged his head and curled up without a word. At the same time, another motorcycle rushed to the side, raised his hand to reveal the black muzzle, and hit him regardless.

Fortunately, there aren't that many decathlon bad guys in the world. This guy's marksmanship is like a joke, and he's basically shooting blindly - but if he hits too much, one or two shots will be covered, and a bullet will go from the co-pilot. The other side broke through the window, Luo Wenzhou abruptly turned to one side to block Fei Du, and at the same time pressed him down, the bullet rubbed his shoulder and crashed into the front windshield.

Fei Du, however, had no idea about this frightening moment. His brain was about to freeze with blood and he had no time to think. In his busy schedule, he freed up a hand and couldn't bear to grab the car perfume. He didn't even look at it, just looking at Luo Wenzhou was a mad spit.

Luo Wenzhou provoked a fragrant body for no reason, and he was about to kneel down to the fearless God of President Fei.

Fei Du had his sights set on a deserted road, and he added the gas again, rubbing the steering wheel and making a corner on the far right, not giving the motorcycle that shot any room to catch up.

Then, as soon as he successfully turned the corner, he suddenly braked—at the end of the path, three or four motorcycles were waiting for him as if they were squatting.

The roar came from behind, and they were attacked back and forth, blocking the path.

Fei Du glanced around indifferently, his face was a little terrifyingly cold, he buckled the shift paddle behind the steering wheel, the engine kept making a bàonüè roar, the car seemed to be an angry giant with scars The site is entrenched in place, ready to be lethal at any time.

Fei Du said softly, "If I run over them one by one, will it be considered too defensive?"

The noise of the motor vehicle was so loud that Luo Wenzhou could only see his bloodless lips move, and he couldn't hear a single word, but he somehow understood Fei Du's expression. Fei Du's hand on the shield.

The hand was very cold, hard, with icy force, like some kind of dull metal.

At this moment, the siren sounded for the second time, and red and blue flashing lights illuminated most of the sky.

Foreign aid finally arrived.

Luo Wenzhou exerted his strength to suckle before he broke Fei Du's hand on the shift paddle. The sound of the engine gradually subsided, and there was a momentary silence in the riddled sports car.

The foreign aids were very reliable. After they arrived, they took control of the scene as soon as possible. They handed over a few bikers’ weapons with ease, and thoughtfully, the ambulance was right behind.

Lang Qiao ran over first, clasped it on the car door, and said out of breath, "Boss, are you all right? It scared me to death!"

Luo Wenzhou smiled at her, and before he could speak, Fei Du staggered and rolled out of the car, walked to the side of the road without saying a word, and vomited.

Luo Wenzhou was in the process of following up with Lang Qiao, when he was interrupted by the Lu Bureau who came in person, and put him into the ambulance. He felt that this old man was making a big fuss. Because this small injury was nothing at all, he was taken into the ambulance. Still clinging to the car door commander: "Chen Zhen may still be alive, I don't think they have any reason to kill him immediately, go to Hongfu Grand View and search it carefully, and you have to go to the branch immediately to pick up Ma Xiaowei, and you must get the news from Wang Hongliang. Get him out before, damn, they might have gotten the news now... Okay, doctor, I'll be right now, let me say one last point..."

In comparison, his "patients" were much more honest-although Mr. Fei didn't even scratch a single hair, he vomited inexplicably afterward, and he became dehydrated and collapsed.

The night was like a century long, and for some, every second was stretched infinitely.

The Hua Market District Bureau was silent. Xiao Haiyang, who was on duty, clenched his phone tightly, and his partner fell asleep. He carefully avoided all eyes and went to the place where Ma Xiaowei was imprisoned.

There is a text message on the mobile phone: "We have been arrested, immediately notify the Wang Bureau and deal with Ma Xiaowei, it is urgent!"

Ma Xiaowei was already curled up and fell asleep. He didn't know what nightmares he was having. He would occasionally twitch.

Xiao Haiyang dodged in, looked back cautiously, and reached out to grab Ma Xiaowei's shoulder.

Ma Xiaowei woke up in the middle of the night, startled, and just opened his mouth to scream, but Xiao Haiyang covered his mouth with one hand, and the boy opened his eyes wide in horror—

Luo Wenzhou finished treating his wounds in the hospital, and felt that his body was so strong that he could bring down another hooligan from a football team. So he strolled around to see Fei Du, and saw the drip on his hand, who was leaning on the last breath with his eyes closed, and he didn't know who was being stabbed.

Luo Wenzhou walked over and lightly kicked Fei Du's feet: "Everyone else fainted and fell to the ground. How could you be so dizzy as if you were pregnant."

Fei Du didn't open his eyes, he just hummed: "Stay away from me."

"It's all cleaned up," Luo Wenzhou sat down beside him, "I finally invited you to dinner, and I vomited."

Fei Du said without expression, "I don't think there's anything to regret."

Luo Wenzhou thought about the dilapidated cafeteria in their work unit, and thought it was reasonable. He asked again, "How did you find it?"

This time, Fei Du pretended not to say anything.

Luo Wenzhou then kicked him again: "You won't follow me all the way, will you? Are you following me?"

For such a low-level aggressor, Fei Du usually gave him a look of "you little idiot and unreasonable trouble", and then floated away, but he was so uncomfortable at this time, tossing and turning in his stomach a few times. The pain was so painful, the lingering smell of blood still lingered on the tip of his nose, he felt dizzy when he opened his eyes, and there was a "menopausal" bastard next to him who wouldn't give him peace, so in his anger, he blurted out and sneered. .

Luo Wenzhou: "Then why are you going over there?"

Fei Du leaned against the hospital's snow-white pillow, frowned deeply, and mobilized all of his self-restraint in his life.

The place where He Zhongyi lives is indeed not far from the back street of Hongfu Daguan, and there are indeed similarities between the two roads. Luo Wenzhou waited for a long time without waiting for his later text. He glanced at Fei Du, and suddenly a light flashed in his heart: "Then you won't get lost, will you?"

Fei Du listened, turned his head aside without saying a word, and pretended that a fart was floating in his ear.

Luo Wenzhou watched in amazement at this slight humiliation and turned into anger. He felt that Fei Du revealed a trace of mortal arrogance. For the first time, he seemed a little amiable because of the truth.

Luo Wenzhou hurriedly restrained his cheapness, and took advantage of his still-warming "popularity" to ask, "Did you go to see where He Zhongyi lived because of that old aunt?"

Fei Du paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "That place is dilapidated and remote, mixed with fish and dragons, there is a public toilet nearby, and the whole street stinks on a yīn day, and the environment is much worse than other local rental houses. The people there are all looking for cheap, there are family members with family members, the old and the young, and the sick at home - they endure hardships outside and keep money for their family members. There are also some gamblers and addicts who are poor. Had to tinkle, had to live there."

"He Zhongyi doesn't take drugs. According to his friends, he has never participated in gambling. He usually lives frugally." Luo Wenzhou rubbed his chin. …”

"It's saving money to pay off the debt." Fei Du opened his eyes, "and this mysterious creditor may have said, 'I give you money, you can't mention me to others'."

Luo Wenzhou frowned, and as they dig deeper into He Zhongyi's living conditions, no matter how they looked at it, they felt that there was no way he had anything to do with the drug trafficking network. Not only was the matter not clear, but it became more and more confusing.

He pinched his eyebrows: "Forget it, anyway, the mice have been caught. Is there any connection? Let's check it when the time comes."

Fei Du gave a vague "um", closed his eyes again, and didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

The two were speechless for a moment, and Luo Wenzhou suddenly rubbed his nose, and in the "friendly" atmosphere that had just shared weal and woe, he opened his mouth and asked, "There's one thing I've never understood—the case in your family was me, Tao Ran, the forensic doctor—and the old forensic doctor and the old criminal police officer who were specially recruited to prevent us from making mistakes in judgment... The result of a group of people's judgment together, why can't you get along with me alone?"

Fei Du sneered.

"It's alright, you tell the truth," Luo Wenzhou said to him in a false manner, "I'm not angry."

Hearing this, Fei Du felt rude, and said, "Because you think others are blind, so you have a pair of roentgen eyes, and you can see everything by yourself is very annoying."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

It still sounds pissed.

At this moment, Luo Wenzhou's cell phone vibrated. He lowered his head and glanced at it. His face suddenly became strange, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.

He held it for a long time before he said weakly, "That...then what..."

Fei Du glanced at him inexplicably.

"My colleague said that your car... The damage is very serious, and it may not be able to be repaired in China at all."

Fei Du: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Luo Wenzhou took a deep breath, risked his shame, and spit out the following words: "They said that the repair cost is too high, it's almost like buying a new one, and the sum of our bravery fund and the reward money for several years is not enough— "How about we send you a pennant?"

Fei Du: "..."

After Luo Wenzhou finished speaking, he regretted it. He really wanted to pick up the colleague who texted him upside down and control the water in his brain—this is all a lousy idea that came up with which organ!

Fei Du, however, was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly laughed—it was neither false nor false, it was a way of laughing that really couldn't help laughing.

Luo Wenzhou was embarrassed and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But before he could finish his "Hundred Senses", the phone rang again, this time it was Lang Qiao.

Lang Qiao's tone was very serious: "Captain Luo, we have found Chen Zhen, he is dead."

Luo Wenzhou's relaxed expression suddenly sank, and he sat up abruptly: "What?"

"Also, a suspect sent a text message before he was arrested, asking for Ma Xiaowei to be dealt with. Our people rushed over quickly, I don't know if it was too late."

Lang Qiao gave him the two worst news in a few words, and just hung up, another call came in right after him - it was Tao Ran, who rarely asked for leave.

Luo Wenzhou said absentmindedly, "Tao Ran, I have something to deal with, you wait..."

"Captain Luo, Zhang Donglai's lawyer contacted me just now," Tao Ran said quickly, "he said he found a suspicious tie in Zhang Donglai's car."