Chapter 156 Edmund Dantes (twenty-seven)

As the end of the year approached, Luo Cheng was busy instead. Mu Xiaoqing went on a business trip to give lectures. He was left alone, and it was boring to eat by himself.

It was almost nine o'clock when the driver took him home.

Then he picked up a son at the door.

Luo Wenzhou didn't know how long he waited at the door, but he wasn't too cold. The stupid boy slept on the cool kang. He was wearing a down coat that somehow made him look useless, as if he had a big pillow in his arms, and was sitting on the stairs with his head down and playing with his mobile phone. His hair had not been trimmed for a while, it was a little messy, and there were still poking marks under his feet. A big escape-style backpack.

Luo Cheng looked at him with his hands behind his back, feeling that the image was really unsightly, so he stepped forward and kicked him lightly: "Hey, go somewhere else, I don't have any food today."

As soon as Luo Wenzhou looked up, he made a "meow" sound at him, which caused Luo Cheng to get jittery, and after a closer look, he realized that the "pillow" in Luo Wenzhou's arms was a living thing.

Luo Cheng asked, "How long have you been waiting here, why don't you know how to call someone?"

"It's okay," Luo Wenzhou said indifferently, "freezing for a while will help you understand life."

Luo Cheng inadvertently glanced at the cell phone he had just been fiddling with, and found that the material of this person's "perception of life" was actually his own photos from various angles. He suddenly felt indigestion, and felt that Luo Wenzhou was becoming more and more shameless.

Five minutes later, Luo Cheng put the son he picked up and his own cat into the house, rolled up his sleeves, put on reading glasses, and installed a cat climbing frame for Luo Yiguo in front of the manual.

"I didn't bring the cans and snacks. Just give it some cat food. Don't buy it all that mess. This fat guy should lose weight. He broke the zipper of my down jacket."

When Luo Yiguo arrived in an unfamiliar place, he was a little recognizable, lying on a slipper that Luo Wenzhou had worn, forming a big ball of hair weighing fifteen pounds and sixty taels, and looked around vigilantly.

Luo Cheng glanced out from the lenses of his reading glasses: "The cat let me here, are you afraid that you won't be able to get it back?"

Luo Wenzhou: "Don't be a jerk. If my mother agreed, you would have turned your home into a zoo, and you're still rubbing my cat?"

Luo Cheng: "..."

Luo Wenzhou unceremoniously pulled out a bowl of leftover fried rice from the refrigerator, poured it into the pot and slapped it twice, then took it out and swallowed it. He said, "The pet store raises the price of foster care at the end of the year, and you have to fight with other cats for territory. , the key is that this coward can't beat others, I think wallets and cats are vulnerable."

Luo Cheng: "Then I'll raise you until you grow up, and your mother won't grow up any longer."

Luo Wenzhou paused, feeling that the leftovers he had swallowed were choking on his chest, and he couldn't get through no matter what, so he took a sip of cold water from the teacup, making himself shiver hard, and he said, "No, chūn We'll come here to say New Year's greetings to you, and we'll pick you up by the way."

Luo Cheng listened, he didn't ask him why he wanted to foster cats, and he didn't ask why Fei Du didn't come with him. Of course, he seemed to know everything and just said, "Apart from raising cats, what else do you need to ask me? "

Luo Wenzhou sat for a while, finally gritted his teeth and said nothing, then he stood up and washed the dishes.

Luo Cheng didn't rush him. The cat climbing frame, which was originally just a bunch of parts, quickly took shape. Luo Yiguo couldn't hold back his curiosity. He finally carefully discarded his slippers and walked over on his feet, under the shelf. Turn around and smell it.

“Dad,” Luo Wenzhou said suddenly, “do I sometimes invite gossip to you?”

Luo Cheng glanced at him curiously: "You took the wrong medicine, come to me to repent?"

Luo Wenzhou sat down beside him a little dull: "You never said anything to me."

Luo Cheng: "Do you listen to me when I say it?"

Luo Wenzhou thought for a while: "...Oh, don't listen, Fei Du is mine anyway."

Luo Cheng was choked by him for a while, and just when Luo Wenzhou thought the old man was going to lose his temper, Luo Cheng laughed: "You didn't grow up so old, you are so old, who would you like to live with? If you still need my approval, what's the point of your life? Others don't dare to say what they want to say in front of me anyway, maybe they are very demanding - but I think you..."

Luo Cheng paused, and Luo Wenzhou became nervous for no reason.

The flower mirror made the old man's eyes extra large, destroying the usual sense of seriousness. Luo Cheng looked at him with a less serious look, and pouted: "Even if it's alright, reluctantly to look like a person."

Since his youth, Luo Wenzhou has been constantly walking towards his elders and the path that the public does not agree with, and he is desperate. Therefore, even though he is stubborn, he still doubts himself and suspects that he has taken care of things, but he does not have the talent and ability he imagined. , I suspect that if I leave the blessing of my elders, I may achieve nothing.

For more than ten years, decades, where countless predecessors have fallen, and now he is asked to close this end, can he successfully close it?

When Luo Wenzhou went home to pack up the cat and bring it over, he felt that his feet were stuck in the mud, and the cold muddy water was sticking around his feet, making it difficult to walk a step. But this sentence, which was hardly a good word, fell into his ears at this time, but it was like a fast drying machine, which instantly dispelled the shudder.

Luo Wenzhou was stunned for a while, then suddenly rubbed his nose, stood up and said, "Then I'm leaving."

Luo Cheng: "Wait, you really don't..."

"No," Luo Wenzhou put on his shoes, bent over to carry them, "don't you tell me when I called the police back then that you crawl on your own path, and you won't care if anything happens in the future, what's going on now? I'm old? , are you soft-hearted?"

Luo Cheng scolded him: "Bunny, get out!"

Luo Wenzhou stood up and jumped twice. He held up the cell phone that made his dad look uncomfortable, and put it to his lips and kissed it gently: "I didn't grow up so big after breastfeeding."

After speaking, he buttoned the cap of his coat and walked out with the wind.

Back then, Lao Yang thought he couldn't take care of things, and he didn't tell him a single bit of it until he died, and even left a suicide note after his death, forcing the teacher to keep silent.

If he could be "sensible" a few years earlier and take over the burdens on the shoulders of the elders a few years earlier, wouldn't the mother-in-law not have to come this far?

But now that it's over, it's pointless to go back to it.

At least he still has Fei Du, his brothers, and the unresolved grievances of the previous generation. Since even the old man said he was "human", he had to do something human.

"It's me." Luo Wenzhou called Lu Jia, "You, Mr. Fei, gave you to me. Where are you now?"

Lu Jia took Zhou Huaijin to a garden community.

"That's it," Zhou Huaijin looked at the address in his hand, "This is where Yang Bo and his mother and son lived back then!"

Lu Jia parked the car and looked around. The security guard of the community immediately looked over vigilantly. When he saw the car coming from Lu Jia, his expression calmed down again.

Lu Jia smiled, walked into a convenience store at the door, bought some jingles, and chatted with the cashier: "What kind of community is that? It looks pretty good, and privacy is fine."

The cashier glanced in the direction of his finger: "Oh, 'Galaxy City', of course Galaxy City is private - you want to buy a house or what? If you buy a house, I advise you not to buy that."

Lu Jia: "Then why?"

"Property is not a residence, you see, they have 24-hour security guards, three gates in the courtyard, gates and corridors, and all the cars that come in and go out are good cars. If you drive an ordinary car, the security guards have to stop and question them for a long time, understand. Right?" The cashier winked at Lu Jia with a very ambiguous look, "This place is also called 'Secretary's House', and the atmosphere is not good, but if you don't want to live by yourself, you can rent it out."

Lu Jia: "So the rent is quite high?"

"The property fee is also high. Ten years ago, it was five yuan per flat. Of course, the rent is higher."

Lu Jia and Zhou Huaijin looked at each other. After Yang Bo's mother moved to Yancheng, she didn't have a regular job and lived an almost "hidden city" life. How could she afford to rent a house here?

"It is said that she opened a private restaurant here," Zhou Huaijin said, "I make it at home. The one that only sets one table at a time, the one that needs to be reserved in advance, can't be opened twice a month. My brother and I When Yang Bo's relationship was at its most tense, he wanted to investigate, but he couldn't make an appointment at all. He was not entertained, and Zheng Kaifeng seemed to be a frequent visitor, but, um..."

Zhou Huaijin looked down at the photos of the woman in the phone. Although the woman was not ugly, she was not "beautiful". She was a passer-by when she was young, but later she was so ordinary that it was easy for people to ignore other middle-aged women. The appearance, even Zhou Huaijin felt that it was really not Zheng Kaifeng's taste.

"She died of illness, and the timing of her death is very delicate," Lu Jia motioned for Zhou Huaijin to get in the car, "It happened that Dong Gan started to contact the fake courier and planned to kill Zhou Junmao before and after... If Yang Bo is not Zheng Kaifeng's illegitimate son, then I think there is a It's possible xing."

Zhou Huaijin: "What?"

"Contact person," Lu Jia started the car, "Zheng Kaifeng is different from Wei Zhanhong. His roots are not in China. If Mr. Fei guessed, he first used Su Hui to connect with this group of full-time murderers in China. After going online, to maintain relationships and entrust business, you need a reliable contact person - Su Hui spoiled herself in her early years, her health died a dozen years ago, and she died early, so this contact person may be Yang Bo's mother. ?"

Zhou Huaijin: "You mean that Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao kept her son by their side, a hostage to prevent her from being dishonest!"

"If that's the case, she has served Zheng Kaifeng for more than ten years, and she may have left a hand, so even if she died, Zhou and Zheng would not dare to be slow to Yang Bo, and even acquiesced to the 'illegitimate child' rumor," Lu Jia said, "This Women are probably very reliable, so after her death, the fake courier can take advantage of the situation and play tricks on Zheng Kaifeng... But the question is, why use her? What is so special about her..."

Lu Jia said half of what he said, and suddenly stopped talking.

Zhou Huaijin couldn't wait for a long time to read, and couldn't help but glance at Lu Jia suspiciously.

"Mr. Zhou," Lu Jia whispered, "Have you put on the bulletproof vest prepared for you earlier?"

Zhou Huaijin shuddered and looked around in a panic: "What, what's wrong? What's wrong? This is China, how dare they..."

"Don't look around, it's the black sedan behind them, they dare to do anything." Lu Jia cut him off, and sent his position to his companion and Luo Wenzhou. At the same time, he slammed the steering wheel. Turning out of the intersection without warning, "I don't dare to take you back to the hotel if you don't get rid of him - Mr. Zhou, fasten your seat belt, you don't get motion sickness, right?"

Before Zhou Huaijin could answer, the black sedan behind him judged that he had been discovered from the reaction of the person being followed.

On the night of the chūn festival, Yancheng Street was as empty as a small Australian countryside. Lu Jia took the luxury car under his seat as an F1 without hesitation. When the wheels turned, there was a loud rubbing noise. Zhou Huaijin grabbed the handrail, suspecting that the car was about to overturn. !

At this moment, a white SUV approached and suddenly turned on its high beams. The light suddenly lit up, making people unable to open their eyes. At the same time, the speed of the white car did not decrease at all, and it hit them directly.

Lu Jia stepped on the accelerator to the end without looking sideways, intending to roar away as if to die with the other party. Zhou Huaijin closed his eyes subconsciously, only to hear a loud noise in his ears, and then the rearview mirror scratched on the wall. With the sound of friction, Zhou Huaijin realized that Lu Jia had just turned into an extremely narrow alley in a matter of seconds. The bicycle at the entrance of the alley was directly hit by him. He turned at high speed and forced the car into the sky. In a path that is not wide enough!

The white car on the opposite side just couldn't react in time. The driver braked suddenly, and the headlights were too late to turn off. The black car chasing Lu Jia and the others dazzled.

Zhou Huaijin suddenly turned to look at Lu Jia, and he could just see a spy-style sportsman in the movie from the body of the fat man: "You...you..."

Lu Jia shrugged, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "Fortunately, the money for repairing the car is reimbursed - Mr. Zhou, this is just the beginning, can you still bear it?"

Zhou Huaijin took a few breaths and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with one hand. At such a dangerous moment, he actually said, "So I'm a very important person? It seems that the ones I found... Su Hui, Zheng Kaifeng Things like that are important clues!"

Lu Jia glanced at him in surprise.

I saw that the gentle heir of the Zhou family laughed: "Then I can rest assured!"