Chapter 84 Macbeth (twenty-five)

Zheng Kaifeng is bold and greedy, is he willing to die by himself?

But if he was murdered, who put the bomb in his car?

Since the murderer has the ability to plant a bomb on his car without knowing it, why not make it simpler, stab him to death by surprise, or steal a car and just slam his head into it?

Why can't the recent murderers take care of their own affairs in a down-to-earth manner, and always want to make big news?

Any one of this series of questions is worth pondering over and over again.

However, in Fei Du's mind that seemed to be constantly spinning a mysterious black dòng, there seemed to be a sudden explosion, all thoughts lost their gravity, and a logical box popped up lightly.

Perhaps the light on Luo Wenzhou's pants was just the light and shadow effect of the flashing police car lights. Or maybe the intense sense of crisis at that moment was just his own paranoia... Then this oolong joke could entertain Comrade Luo Wenzhou for a lifetime.

But in the blink of an eye, Fei Du just followed his most instinctive instincts.

Nor why.

Luo Wenzhou was knocking on the door of the cargo compartment and showing off his might with Zheng Kaifeng, but without warning, Fei Du threw himself on the SUV from the side and rear. Fei Du locked the door with one hand and pulled it out without looking at it, taking advantage of Luo Wenzhou's absence. Steady, one pushed the person in.

Then out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of sparks that had suddenly sputtered from under the cargo compartment.

Fei Du only had time to hold the car door in his hands in a reversal manner. Before he could completely block the car door in front of him, the huge impact had already been pushed over, and the car door smashed hard on his back.

After the car accident, Fei Du re-reinforced the whole car and replaced the glass. After a lot of tossing, this was the first day after the overhaul. The anti-collision effect is good, but didn't expect it to hit a bomb this time.

No matter how good a car was, it wasn’t a tank after all. The door still couldn’t stand the test of the upgrade. The explosion had deformed immediately, and the bulletproof glass had also come to an end. Fei Du’s last consciousness was that he felt that his arm, which had been hit by the door, and his shoulder were shattered. It seemed to hurt, and he didn't even say a word, because his lungs were almost smashed into plastic.

All the motor vehicles in the underground garage shouted in unison, and the siren crashed on the roof of the garage. The fire spit out a sinister long tongue, and swept the cargo compartment of the truck in an instant. don't know which car shattered the glass slag and fell to the ground like rain, and the cargo compartment door flew out several meters.

Fortune is like the wind, and it takes only one week for Mr. Zheng, who has responded with a lot of responses, to go from "well-known overseas Chinese entrepreneur" to "criminal suspect", and then to the tender scumbag.

Luo Wenzhou was pushed gently by Fei Du, and the back of his head hit the steering wheel, almost feeling deaf.

He instinctively caught the person who fell in his arms, but he didn't even realize what was going on. The loud noise in his ears collapsed into a thin and long chirping like mosquitoes. Luo Wenzhou felt that something sticky was on his hands. , he twisted it subconsciously, his wide eyes were still a little dazed, but his limbs were like puppets with strings, clumsily writhing on his own.

Then, the smell of blood, gunpowder smoke, and burnt smell flooded him in a tsunami.

"Fei Du..."

Luo Wenzhou's paused heartbeat was electrified in an instant, and he shuddered on the spot, then jumped up like a rebellion. He was almost overwhelmed, and was about to explode immediately.

"Fei Du!"

Fei Du's consciousness floated around, from time to time, and he became a radio in disrepair.

He could hear choppy shouts, he could hear his name being called.

But he didn't want to talk about it, he felt a little noisy.

Someone opened his eyes, and Fei Du saw the light. It was said that by chasing that light all the time, he could regain his consciousness. However, he was not very interested in it, so he just watched from the side and was indifferent.

The tiny light was getting farther and farther away from him, and he was engulfed by the boundless darkness behind him. There was a loud bang, as if a door had been slammed shut—

Fei Du's weak consciousness sank to a deeper place, where he didn't care about being rich or poor, he didn't care about being wise or stupid, he didn't have a complete set of images, and he didn't even wear the painted skin that he had carefully woven over the years.

He seemed to have turned into a little boy. Because of his short legs, he wanted to run especially, but as soon as he opened his legs, a senseless fear came to his heart. With a cold gaze, he said very softly, "Dogs like to run around and play, Fei Du, are you a puppy?"

Fei Du was dragged by him ignorantly, and saw a little milk dog. The puppy might have just been born. It was not as big as a slap, and its eyes were wet, and it ran towards him wrigglingly. He stretched out his hand, and the puppy stuck out his round front paws awkwardly, stood up on his hind legs, grabbed his hand, and sniffed carefully on his cold palm.

He felt softness for no reason in his heart, and stroked that furry little head.

The man next to him sighed in a soft and cold voice: "This child has unhealthy blood on his body and needs to be corrected."

The little milk dog screamed and was carried away by the hand.

The temperature in Fei Du's hands suddenly disappeared. Then, a row of icy metal rings fell from the sky and wrapped around his fingers. A cluster of thin wires was attached to the back of the metal rings. A tight collar, if the thread is loose by one millimeter, the collar will be tightened by one centimeter. If the thread is completely loose, the collar will suffocate his throat.

Unable to breathe, Fei Du stretched out his arms instinctively, clenching his fingers tightly together, desperately trying to pull on the thin wire behind the metal ring. The thin thread was stretched to the extreme, and the living collar stuck on his throat was slightly pulled away. A large amount of air rushed into his trachea, and he coughed violently.

"You have to learn to breathe slowly," the man smiled with satisfaction, "smart, it seems that you have learned how not to suffocate yourself without being taught."

Then, the scene in front of him changed again. Fei Du was fixed on a chair. His whole body was only able to move with his fingers covered with metal rings. The pain of suffocation enveloped him like a cloud, and he felt cold all over.

The man hummed a song and came over. He supported the little puppy in one hand, put it in Fei Du's palm, and asked him, "Is it soft?"

It seems that children and small animals don't have to be deliberately married, and they are born to be friends. The puppy sniffs out the boy's icy fear, and arches his warm head hard and licks his fingers.

The man laughed again and asked him, "Is it cute?"

Fei Du hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. The next moment, terrible pain came without warning.

The collar on his neck suddenly tightened, his hand was still soft to the touch, but his throat was caught by the cold iron ring. Fei Du subconsciously tightened his fingers as usual, trying to tighten the few thin wires that would ease his pain. Wire.

Life-saving air entered his tormented windpipe, but at the same time, the puppy let out a shrill scream.

Fei Du suddenly realized that his hand was pinching the puppy's fragile neck. He hurriedly loosened it, and the collar on his throat stuck to his neck even more severely.

Fei Du struggled desperately, and the ropes and metal rings on his body looked like a living devil's vine, savagely shoved into his skin—

Tao Ran held up his mobile phone and swirled around the door of the ICU ward with a sweaty head. He heard a colleague on the other end of the phone quickly say: "Zheng Kaifeng and Yang Bo both died on the spot, and the others were all under control at the time and were scattered by the nearby police cars. Up, there were more or less concealed around when the explosion, a few people were slightly injured, a guy just happened to be smashed by the cargo door that flew out, a bit unlucky, other problems are not big, it was relatively close to the explosion point at that time Only the boss and…”

Tao Ran could no longer pay attention to what his colleague said later, because a man who looked like a nurse stuck his head out: "What's this called... Fei Du? The one that was just brought here—where are the family members?"

Tao Ran hung up the phone directly: "I am here..."

The nurse asked, "Are you a family member?"

This question made Tao Ran get stuck. He suddenly discovered that Fei Du had no so-called "family". Among his direct blood relatives, one's ashes had been on the ground for more than seven years, and the other had become a vegetative state. In 2000, he made himself a bare commander with no roots and no roots.

The nurse just asked casually, didn't care about his momentary hesitation, and quickly said to him: "Just now, the patient's breathing and heartbeat suddenly stopped for unknown reasons. Now he is resuscitating, you are ready."

Tao Ran felt a cold breath rushed from his chest to Tianling Gai: "What, wait..."

After the nurse finished the notification, even if the task was completed, time is life, and there was no time to comfort him, and ran away in a hurry.

Tao Ran subconsciously ran after her for two steps, and then remembered that the idle people were not allowed to enter, so he had to stop at a loss. At this time, he realized that the nurse just said "you", he turned around suddenly and saw Luo Wenzhou stood behind him at some point.

Luo Wenzhou fractured his calf. He was splinted on his waist and back after hitting twice in a day. He knocked his head on the steering wheel so hard that he suffered a concussion. From head to toe, he was a fresh mum. It's dizzy, can only drag crutches against the wall on one side, and don't know how jumped from his ward all the way.

Tao Ran hurriedly helped him sit down: "You finished the drip so soon?"

"Pull it out," Luo Wenzhou said without expression, "I won't die."

On this unfortunate Friday night, the sudden explosion caused the whole city bureau to be busy, and everyone was out of control. Tao Ran was running around in the first aid, orthopedics, ICU... He sweated even more: "What's the use of wasting energy here? You can't cure it, and no one is allowed to visit inside. It will be more troublesome for your wound to get infected after a while, so don't hurry back!"

The hospital was filled with all kinds of strange medicinal odors, mixed together, bitter and stinky, making people dare not breathe hard, the footsteps of everyone running, the sound of talking, the sound of the phone vibrating... To Luo Wenzhou, they were all A kind of torture, those sound waves were tangible, hitting his sun one by one.

Luo Wenzhou was so dizzy that he wanted to vomit.

Tao Ran: "Let's go quickly, don't make trouble here, get up, I'll carry you back."

Luo Wenzhou shook his head gently: "When the others pushed in, there were people waiting outside. If he didn't, I'm afraid he wouldn't come back if he was sad."

Tao Ran had to prick up his ears to hear what he said. It was really hard to associate Fei Du's heartless bastard with the word "sad". He felt that Luo Wenzhou had knocked his head out and was talking nonsense. . So he said, "If he still knew who was waiting for him and who wasn't waiting for him, he wouldn't be pushed here—you go quickly, I'll just wait here, am I not human?"

Luo Wenzhou really didn't have the strength to talk to him, and only said inaudibly, "It's different."

These friends meet by chance, gather and disperse at will, and even if the friendship lasts for a long time, people still come and go. After all, they can’t be regarded as the kind of concern that hooks people’s souls. Taking himself too much as his wife, he felt like a moth "watching the fire from the other side". At first, it was because of a slight attraction that made him hesitantly flap his wings and fly over the mountains and rivers. The twists and turns are just around the corner.

He just got a glimpse of the spinning scene on the lampshade, and he just stretched out his tentacles to touch that strangely colored light...

Tao Ran reacted for half a minute before he could distinguish different meanings from his three words. He was stunned for a while, and was pulled back to his senses by the sudden ringing of the phone. She searched her stomach and said, "You...Are you alright?"

Luo Wenzhou waved his hand at him with anger and anger, "Answer the phone first."

The call was from Lang Qiao, and Tao Ran had no choice but to answer the call, so he had to stand up, turn his head three times, and walk to the corner.

"Deputy Tao, those confessions caught from the cold chain trucks are all private thugs raised by Zheng Kaifeng. The wages of these people are all drawn from the account of an overseas mysterious company. The brothers of the economic investigation think Follow the vines and thoroughly investigate the mysterious shell company—in addition, through Yang Bo’s information records, we found that he had a conversation with Zheng Kaifeng before his death. Zheng Kaifeng sent him a few photos, which happened to be the brothers who were responsible for tracking Yang Bo. "

The hot sweat on Tao Ran's body was swept away by the mid-autumn wind, and it was the icy biting coldness on his chest and back: "Got it."

Lang Qiao: "...How is the boss and President Fei?"

Tao Ran looked around from the corner, and saw Luo Wenzhou, who was fastened by a splint and bandages, sitting there silently, as if he was about to become one with the wooden chair: "Don't worry, still..."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Wenzhou suddenly let go of the hand holding the crutch, rested his elbows on his knees, leaned forward slowly, and buried his head in his palms.