Chapter 157 Edmund Dantes (twenty-eight)

While talking, Lu Jia had already rushed out of the small alley and plunged into the other road. This is a common problem in fast-developing cities. In the early stage of construction, parking spaces were not considered. Many places were very tight and there was nowhere to park. Private cars are illegally placed on the side of the road with their contact information, and they often form neat queues spontaneously at night and on holidays, which is a major feature of Yancheng.

At this time, the car on the side of the road was quietly bathed in the sluggish street lights, and the roof was covered with thin white frost, as if it had been asleep for a long time.

Zhou Huaijin glanced at the rearview mirror that had been rubbed off alive: "Did you get rid of it?"

Lu Jia didn't say a word, Zhou Huaijin didn't relax until he saw that the fat man suddenly didn't know what was wrong. Halfway through the good road, he made a big turn again without warning. The wheel ran over the broken ice and slipped slightly. , the trunk slammed hard on the old street light pole, Lu Jia didn't look at it, stepped on the accelerator and screamed "woo", and turned into the narrow alley again, letting the car lose weight. , the other side of the rearview mirror is also rubbed off!

Zhou Huaijin was strangled by the seat belt, and when he looked back, he saw that a car that had been parked at the intersection started up like a corpse, only one step slower than Lu Jia, there was still an ambush here!

Zhou Huaijin was startled: "How did you know?"

"Intuition." Lu Jia deftly flicked the cigarette butt into the snowdrift in the corner. "If you've been beaten a lot, you'll know where sacks like to start."

Zhou Huaijin knew that this person was sent by Fei Du to take care of him, and thought it was an "assistant" or something. Hearing this, he finally couldn't help but ask, "What the hell are you?"

"Big bastard." Lu Jia said casually at first, then felt that the answer was a bit embarrassing for Fei Du, and hurriedly changed his words and said, "No... I should be the administrative director of that, what kind of fund..."

Zhou Huaijin asked blankly, "What fund?"

Lu Jia: "..."

The business card was printed and didn't read it carefully, so can't remember it.

The two were speechless for a moment, and suddenly, Lu Jia's expression changed: "cao!"

Passing through the small alley, there was no clear light in front of him, but a bunch of more intricate paths that made people dizzy. Lu Jia found a small mirror out of nowhere, and pulled down the window to replace the rearview mirror manually. saw the headlights coming from behind fiercely, and a few motorcycles chased out from the alley on the left.

Only then did Zhou Huaijin realize that Lu Jia's scolding was not because he couldn't remember his position, so he hurriedly looked at the co-pilot's side: "There is also here!"

"It seems that they chose this place for a reason," Lu Jia said in a deep voice, "I thought in advance that we would come to investigate Yang Bo, and deliberately chased and chased us in, this is to 'slap láng'... What are you talking about? ?"

Zhou Huaijin took out his mobile phone: "Hey, 110, a group of gangsters have been chasing us!"

Lu Jia: "..."

What a civilized citizen who abides by the law.

It's a pity that the police don't have any door, they can't immediately respond to the call and fall from the sky. Even Lu Jia and his own people can't come so quickly.

By the time Zhou Huaijin finally explained his position to the operator amid the harsh engine noise and crashing noise, the two of them were completely blocked in the middle of a path.

There are no street lights around, but the jiāo-woven car lights have been shaking so that people can't open their eyes.

Zhou Huaijin had never experienced this kind of battle, so he fumbled around for a while: "What should I do, do you want to do it? Do you have any weapons?"

"There's under the back seat..." Lu Jia said a few words first, and then quickly evaluated Young Master Zhou's software and hardware, "Oh, forget it, don't send food to others, hide it yourself."

"Hide... hide?" Zhou Huaijin glanced at the murderous encirclement, "No... can't we negotiate first?"

His voice fell, and the group of people who were chasing and intercepting had already rushed up to smash the car. Lu Jia took out a helmet from under the car seat and threw it to Zhou Huaijin: "Put it on yourself and find a chance to run."

Zhou Huaijin couldn't hear anything in the noise, so he could only shout: "Yousaidwhat?"

Lu Jia tore off his jacket, only wearing a tight T-shirt inside, then he directly opened the sunken car door, knocked a person flying with his hands, and swept out with an iron rod. The sound of hitting people's bodies was shocking.

Zhou Huaijin originally wanted to help, but when things came to an end, he didn't know how to help. He had just shoved his gentle and weak head into the helmet, and the window glass beside him was smashed into pieces, and the broken glass was like rain. Down. Time seemed to be suddenly stretched for an extremely long time. Zhou Huaijin saw the person who smashed the car spewing white air from his nose, his face was almost hideous, and he rushed towards him like a wild shòu. His limbs were involuntarily mobilized, and his hands and feet were already moving together, and he rushed to the back seat in a panic.

The cold wind roared in, and two machetes stabbed him in the back from the cluttered door. At this time, Zhou Huaijin suddenly found that he was not afraid - he didn't care, he just curled up hard while thinking: "Can the bulletproof vest protect against knives? Is it a principle?"

Immediately afterwards, the body shook violently, and more pieces of broken glass fell to the ground, and the knife cut through Zhou Huaijin's calf. An indescribable sour taste permeated everywhere.

Zhou Huaijin took a closer look, and saw that the big trash can that was standing by the roadside had joined the battle for no reason, and was smashed by the powerful Lu Jia. The half full stomach, which is probably still filled with old old garbage, has had a wonderful reaction to each other in the lonely years, and the smell is comparable to a weapon of mass destruction!

After such a short time, Lu Jia was already covered in blood. He didn't know if it belonged to someone else or his own. He grabbed Zhou Huaijin, dragged him out of the car, and raised his arms thicker than his legs to hook him. Neck: "Run!"

Zhou Huaijin's helmet was knocked crookedly, blocking half of his vision, feeling like he was a big headed mushroom that was swaying around, completely pulled away by Lu Jia.

Suddenly, his helmet seemed to be hit by something, as if it was a small pebble that collapsed. "Dang", the sound was loud, Zhou Huaijin was confused, and the hand on his neck suddenly pressed down, Shengsheng lowered him by half a foot and rushed into an alley in a concentrated state.

Zhou Huaijin stretched out his hand and touched it. It was cold and sticky. Lu Jia's breathing was extremely heavy. He quickly pulled the shifted helmet back to its original position. The arm around his neck just now was bloody.

Zhou Huaijin suddenly changed color: "Why do they still have guns?"

Lu Jia didn't say a word, his heavy breathing had a sore vibrato, and he touched his waist with one hand. There was a switchblade hanging from his belt, and the cold handle was in the palm of his hand. Lu Jia's body steamed with a bloody smell. sweat.

However, he just touched it, and the next moment, he pushed Zhou Huaijin back suddenly, and picked up the iron rod that had been bent again - the knife is a good knife and a good weapon, he rushed out and stabbed a few people to death No problem, he has the ability and enough anger and blood.

But no, because he is the "administrative director" of that... "What Thing Fund".

Although he didn't remember the name of the fund, he knew what the money in it was used for—it was to buy bread for those who were scarred and had nowhere to ask, although it couldn't heal the never-ending wounds of the gods. , at least so that they will not be cornered materially.

Even if he had an eternity long sword in his chest, he couldn't cut people on behalf of Fei Du, nor could he cut people on behalf of those poor people he knew or didn't know.

"Run." Lu Jia took a breath and said to Zhou Huaijin, "I'll block you, run out to find the police, find Luo Wenzhou!"

Zhou Huaijin thought that this was nonsense. A group of gangsters with knives and guns were demanding their lives in front. This Mr. Lu, carrying a bent iron rod, was going to stand against thousands of troops?

"I do not……"

Lu Jia pushed him back and staggered, and then swung out with a stick, knocking out a gangster who was chasing after him. At the same time, as soon as he appeared, there was a "puff" sound on the wall next to him. The walls were bouncing around, and dust was flying. After Lu Jia was forced to withdraw from the low wall, just at that moment, the sound of the engine started, and a motorcycle rammed towards the place where he was hiding!

In order to avoid bullets, Lu Jia was just leaning against the corner of the wall. Seeing that he had nowhere to retreat, he was about to be squeezed to death by the motorcycle. Suddenly, something slammed into the sky in the dark, hitting the front wheel of the motorcycle. The high-speed two-wheeled vehicle suddenly lost its balance, and one rolled forward and threw it out.

Lu Jia turned around abruptly, and saw that Zhou Huaijin, who had just run away, actually went back and forth again. He didn't know where to get a few bricks, threw one out, and still had two in his hand!

Lu Jia: "I didn't let you..."

"I've told Fei Du everything I know," Zhou Huaijin said loudly, holding the two bricks next to him, "Even if I die, they can continue to investigate, and they can also guess why they want to kill me! I Who are you afraid of?"

Zhou Huaijin, with gold and jade on his watch, was defeated.

He was cowardly and incompetent, and spent the first half of his life wandering and shivering in a state of panic.

"What a bummer," he thought. "I'm not afraid of anyone!"

The look on Lu Jia's face was a bit indescribable, but it was too late to say anything. The louder engine sound immediately followed, and other motorcycles followed suit. Zhou Huaijin repeated the same trick again, but unfortunately he was not a professional player, with two flying tiles. Even misaligned his head, there was nothing he could do.

He instinctively raised his hand to block the dazzling headlights. He was top-heavy, but also a little sad. Lu Jia wanted him to stay in the hotel honestly, but he couldn't let go of the mysterious Yang Bo. Mother and son, you have to go out to check on your own strength.

He felt that the matter of Huaxin was not over, and he had not yet received the last generation.

If you throw yourself into the net, I'm afraid it will also implicate others.

Is Huaixin still watching from the sky? Zhou Huaijin thought, if he was still watching, could he lend a little luck to the useless big brother?

The eldest brother has nothing to do in this life, and he can only rely on luck to make a comeback.

At this moment, a sharp and short siren sounded out of thin air, and Zhou Huaijin was stunned, thinking it was an auditory hallucination.

Then, the sound of the siren continued as if panting, and the red and blue light rose and fell in the night sky, heading straight for their position and approaching—

Zhou Huaixin's paintings hang in his shop, and Zhou Huaixin's name is placed on the shrine in his heart, answering his desperate prayers.

The half-baked painter of the professional family of Little Skeleton, in his eldest brother, has the qualifications to be a "belief".

It's a pity that although the police arrived, it was inconvenient for the police car to squeeze through the narrow fèng like Lu Jia, and it was impossible to enter this "feng shui treasure land" for a while. The comrades who fell to the ground did not leave a single escape, and the rest quickly fled along the pre-calculated path-the route of travel was very precise. It came too fast like a hang-up, it was a perfect and calm assassination!

Lu Jia shook, Zhou Huaijin originally wanted to pull him, but he didn't know if his hands were too soft or Mr. Lu was overweight, so he didn't pull him. The two of them sat on the ground together through thick and thin. The sound of hurried footsteps came, and a familiar voice asked: "Are you okay, people?"

"I guess it's you." Lu Jia grabbed his bleeding arm, and smiled reluctantly at Luo Wenzhou, who came in a hurry. "Wait for the operator's notification before dispatching the police. It is estimated that both of our bodies will be cold."

"Fei Du's phone has the exact location of the two of you," Luo Wenzhou frowned and carefully looked at Lu Jia's wound, "Stop talking nonsense, go to the hospital first."

"Boss," Lang Qiao said with a few detectives turning the corpse around, "the ones left are no longer angry."

"Take it, check the DNA and fingerprints." Luo Wenzhou said in a deep voice, and then he remembered something, and gave Lu Jia a deep look.

"Just in defense, the knife didn't move," Lu Jia saw what he was worried about at a glance, and the old man smiled, "I was afraid that you would come alone, but I didn't expect that you, a hero, would not only attack from behind, but also Not too lonely - what, something happened to Mr. Fei, and you weren't suspended?"

"I'm not stupid," Luo Wenzhou bent over and held up Lu Jia with Zhou Huaijin. "Suspended and suspended, my people are still my people, and what I say counts, isn't it, kids?"

Lang Qiao, Xiao Haiyang, Xiao Wu, and a large group of Jingying from the Criminal Investigation Team of the Municipal Bureau, who were on duty and those who were on vacation, were all mobilized by him, and Tao Ran, who could not be there, was on the communicator with everyone. Now, Tao Ran said, "After all, they were all fed by you to such a large size."

Lang Qiao said boldly, "I'm a confidant anyway."

Xiao Haiyang said with a straight face, "I can't trust anyone anyway."

"The old face is about to make you say red," Luo Wenzhou waved his hands without changing his face, "First determine the identity of the deceased, they may all have a criminal record, and then use the chase, in the name of the Municipal Bureau, to urgently request support from the regional bureaus and police stations. Help, let's say there is a group of armed robbers running around - glasses and Erlang will wait, take the wounded to the hospital with me first, attempted murder, I'm afraid they will have other changes, speed!"

He gave an order to seal the scene and call for support, and everyone moved in an orderly manner.

Fei Du didn't know that this scene outside was thrilling, and he was "cooperating with the investigation" in a good manner.

"You don't know where your father is?"

"I just received a call from the sanatorium before I came here." Fei Du shrugged indifferently, "I haven't had time to confirm, what, it seems to be true?"

The investigator carefully observed this Fei Du—he was young and good-looking, with attention to everything from his hair to his fingernails, his cuffs exuded a scent of cypress, basil leaves, and cedar, making him a capitalized “playboy”. The investigator couldn't help but glance down at Fei Du's basic information. He was too young, still a student: "You're not worried about him at all?"

"What are you worried about? Fei Chengyu was kidnapped?" Fei Du laughed, but his smile did not rise above his cheekbones, "He has been relying on machines to maintain his basic survival needs for more than three years, and his brain has no chance of recovery. It’s okay to say he’s a human being, but there’s nothing wrong with saying he’s a lump of mud. A few years ago, the old people in the company didn’t agree with me. It’s good to have such a dying ‘Tai Shang Huang’ to keep them in check. Now Fei Chengyu is fine. Use it, it's a burden, just tie it up, it's better to tear up the ticket."

The investigator stared into his eyes: "You said that Fei Chengyu's brain has not recovered. Who told you that?"

Fei Du raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "Hospital, can this still be made up by me? The second hospital, the fifth hospital, the Beiyuan hospital and the Binhai Sanatorium, you can ask one by one... No, you don't. Do you think I did something to him for the sake of the family property?"

The investigator looked solemn.

Fei Du smiled "ha" with a look of disdain to explain - anyway, Fei Chengyu was only eighteen when the accident happened, and the eighteen-year-old only son of the rich second generation murdered his father to steal his family's property. It's like a bizarre novel qíng festival.

Investigators found that Fei Du didn't seem to realize that if Fei Chengyu was really in a vegetative state, then he himself was a suspect. He didn't even seem to know why he was called here.

This attitude of not knowing anything seems to be because he has inadvertently distanced himself from the relationship. If this is also a pretense, then the young man's government is too deep.

The investigator cleared his throat: "A few years ago—that is, not long before your father's car accident, a financial leasing company under your company had a business transaction, and the partner was 'Taihua Digital Technology Co., Ltd.' business?"

"I don't know," Fei Du recalled calmly for a moment, his eyes didn't even waver, "Before my dad got into a car accident, I was a man who asked for money, and I never got involved with his job."

"What about after you take over? It should be shortly before you take over."

Fei Du looked at him and suddenly laughed.