Chapter 174 Edmund Dantes (forty-five)

Fei Du lowered his head slightly, and without looking out of his mind, he swayed his long blood-stained hair away from his eyes, and nodded at the person: "Are you ill?"

The man in the wheelchair gave Fei Du an interesting look, and motioned for the woman behind him to push him closer, and the savage driver immediately walked over, guarding him, like a big dog devoted to his duties, staring at him. Fei Du - Fei Du had no choice but to give him a smile, saying that he was just a sick child who could be kicked into the sky, and that he was not capable of biting people under such circumstances.

This was an underground parking lot that had been abandoned for a long time. Maybe it was an unfinished building, maybe it was an abandoned factory or something. Fei Du's perspective was limited and he couldn't see it.

The surrounding cement floor and ceiling are unmodified, covered with a layer of soil that has been old for a long time. The light bulb is barely bright enough, but if the wind blows a little, the light bulb will shake, making people dizzy after looking at it for a long time.

The silhouettes of people are looming under the swaying lights. don’t know how many people are hiding in all directions. The echoes of footsteps are one after another. Among them, there are probably fake security guard Wang Jian of Longyun City, fake patrolmen of Bell and Drum Tower...etc. , Usually hidden in corners where others don't pay attention, like silent humanoid props, no one knows how much hatred they can't contain when they open their hearts.

Fei Du could almost feel the cold eyes of those people looking at him—it was the kind of coldness with a sense of judgment. If it weren't for him, they would probably want to set up a rough platform and imitate the medieval people who burned witches. Grilled on-site.

"Mr. Fan," Fei Du said to the man, "I saw you once at home thirteen years ago, but it's been too long, so I can't recognize you well. Did you call the wrong person?"

"You are calmer than Fei Chengyu, more forbearing than him, more calm than him, and better at disguising yourself than him," the man in the wheelchair opened his mouth. , full of frailty, "It's terrifying to be so young."

Hearing such high praise, Fei Du seemed a little surprised. He tried to move, and there was a sharp pain under his ribs. He suspected that the driver just kicked his ribs. Fei Du tried his best to relax his breathing and found a comfortable position for himself: "I'm a prisoner, what's so scary?"

Fan Siyuan beckoned, and a few people came over with a sick bed. There were some simple life-sustaining equipment on the sick bed. They were entangled with an old man who had been lying in bed for three years. It was Fei Chengyu, who mysteriously disappeared from the sanatorium.

Fei Chengyu didn't move, his muscles had already shrunken, his skinny arms dangled beside him, his pale skin was very loose, and the texture was like a battered sourdough cake. Fei Du glanced at him casually, and quickly retracted his gaze, not at all surprised that Fei Chengyu would appear here.

"You fainted all the way. You probably don't know where this place is now. All the locators on your body have been removed, and you are alone in my hands, but you are not panicked or afraid." Fan Siyuan looked at him lightly, He pointed to Fei Chengyu, "This person, he has the closest blood relationship with you, he used to shape you and imprison you in a nüè way, but you don't see much hatred in his eyes, and even say that there is no fluctuation, just It's like looking at a bunch of expired ròu. You don't know fear, you don't know pain, so it's true and cruel to be brave. Fei Chengyu's whole life is not a piece of shit, but it's probably a bit of a virtue to cultivate a you, you are really an ideal monster."

Fei Du smiled silently, and said reservedly that he accepted the compliment.

"We have to wait a little longer," Fan Siyuan said. "A key person has not come yet. I can chat with you. Do you have anything to say?"

Fei Du immediately asked unceremoniously, "What place is this?"

Fan Siyuan smiled without saying a word.

"Oh, I see, you can't say everything." Fei Du thought for a while, then asked, "I think you're not feeling well, what's the matter?"

"The tumor, at first, was lung cancer. Now that it has metastasized, there is no other way but chemotherapy. Chemotherapy is very painful. At my age, I don't plan to continue tossing myself," Fan Siyuan replied calmly, "give you a Advice for the elderly, smoking is bad for your health."

"I don't have any bad habits in this regard. If these friends under Mr. Fan can talk as well as you, maybe I can be healthier." Fei Duke said politely, and then he sighed melancholy. He breathed a sigh of relief, "Zhang Chūnling, what a piece of trash. Before he died, he was in a hurry, and he actually let people take such a big loop."

"If it wasn't like that, how would I know that the innocent Mr. Fei is the one who just takes the net? So many of us old guys have been tricked by you. It's too scheming," Fan Siyuan said, "but then again. , I'm not surprised, you are Fei Chengyu's son after all, you were born with poison in your bones."

"Mr. Fan, what you're saying is very unfair. If it wasn't for me, the brothers of the Zhang family turned into desperate desperadoes, would your people be able to break into the enemy's interior so smoothly? The two of us were originally Natural alliance, you have to use this method to call me here, it's too unfriendly."

"Shut up!" Before Fan Siyuan said anything, the driver standing guard next to him became angry first, "Who is allied with you, trash! Sinner!"

Fei Du shrugged, and there was an indescribable slyness in his smile: "You have been working with my father more than ten years ago, and now we have finally taken down Zhang Chunling's group... Of course, I am the only one here. If you put in a little effort, you are the one who makes the most of your contribution. Teacher Fan, you are an elder, just say a word, and of course I will give this old dog Zhang chūnling with both hands."

The driver was furious when he heard the tone of his sitting on the ground to divide the spoils. He probably felt that he was polluting the air when he was venting his breath. He said anxiously, "Teacher, that's for..."

Fan Siyuan interrupted his subordinates with a wave of his hand: "I'm not interested in controlling anyone, and I don't want Zhang chūnling to be my dog. From the beginning, I just wanted to destroy them."

Fei Du raised his eyebrows pretending to be surprised: "Mr. Fan, you wouldn't tell me that you are an undercover agent who sneaked in by the police? You have to kill six people in a row to sneak in. The threshold for undercover agents is too high."

"Those scumbags deserve what they deserve!" I don't know which of the believers came out with such a sentence, the words "what they deserve" floated back and forth in the empty basement, yīn.

"Although I'm not a policeman, most of the students who came from the college were my students, and I know them well," Fan Siyuan said. "The police are, in a sense, just mechanical tools, following a fixed system and obeying a fixed process. A large number of them are just relying on this job to support their families, and they are very powerless. Fairness, justice? This kind of thing..."

When Fan Siyuan said this, he sneered. All the believers behind him were filled with righteous indignation, and their righteous indignation was extremely pious. Fei Du felt like he had entered a cult den by mistake.

"But I couldn't see where this behemoth was back then, and I couldn't find out. The city bureau has their eyes. These people are everywhere. If you touch the edge of it, it will be like..." Fan Siyuan's voice paused. After a while, the following words disappeared. After a while, he continued, "There is no way. If you want to get close to it, you have to sink into the darkness, sink into the abyss, and merge with them... I have no way."

"It's too easy to destroy a person, a family. You think those malicious garbage should be damned, but they can easily get away with it. Even if the victim is lucky enough to let the devil fall, so what? Most of the murders don't have to pay for their lives. , most of the people who deserve to be killed will only eat and drink for free in prison for a few years, and the price they pay is simply not enough to atone for their crimes."

Fei Du didn't need to pretend this time, and naturally he showed a look of "Are you sick?" "Um... Are you a voluntary judge who doesn't get paid?"

Fan Siyuan ignored him, the old man's eyes went over his head, and through the cement-cement walls and ceiling, it seemed to fall far away: "Many times studying criminal psychology is a very unpleasant thing, because the more you The more you understand, the more you understand that those people - especially the most sinister and most demented people, even if they are arrested and brought to justice, they don't even know what it means to regret. , Mr. Fei."

Fei Du felt that he had better shut up at this time, so he could only smile.

"The more you know about these things, the more disappointed you will be, but occasionally there will be some people who will comfort you, making people feel that there is still hope in this world, and there are things in this system that make you nostalgic, you do something, Not entirely in vain."

Fei Du: "You're not talking about Gu..."

A bullet passed him by, Fan Siyuan lifted his eyelids: "I don't really want to hear his name from your mouth."

Fei Du shrugged indifferently and shut his mouth.

"After the fire fourteen years ago, the only meaning left in my life is to let the damn people get the end they deserve."

Fei Du seemed to digest it silently for a while: "Zhang chūnling they are taking in wanted criminals, so you turned yourself into a wanted criminal and successfully penetrated into them. But after entering, you find that this organization is bigger than you thought. , you are still a marginal figure, so you and Fei Chengyu have their own ideas, hit it off, and use each other - he wants to weaken the organization, control himself, and you want them all to die... Mr. Fan, I really appreciate your madness ."

"Teacher," the woman pushing the wheelchair looked at Fei Du with hatred, "this kind of garbage is not worth your trouble."

Fei Du raised his eyebrows at her slightly frivolously: "Hey, girl, have I offended you?"

The woman pushing the wheelchair looked like a knife, and instantly poked a dozen holes in Fei Du's body: "A debtor scum like you should be sentenced!"

"Debt? Who do I owe?" Fei Du looked at her and laughed, his peach blossom eyes curled, and a pair of lithe silkworms naturally floated under his eyelids, "I never owe a debt to a beautiful girl, unless it's... …”

Before Fei Du could finish speaking, a bullet suddenly shot down from a height and went straight through his ankle.

The sharp pain folded his whole body. Fei Du groaned. The blood in his whole body seemed to have turned into cold sweat and leaked out of him. His legs contracted back in pain, leaving a long streak on the ground immediately. The bloodstains on his face, and his breathless breathing aggravated the injury under his ribs. Fei Du could no longer maintain his sitting position and collapsed on the ground.

Fan Siyuan raised his head and saw a man who looked almost simple and honest with a gun in his hand: "Teacher, you see, this kind of person doesn't see the coffin and doesn't cry at all!"

His words almost brought "people's anger", and there were voices all over the place—

"They don't know guilt at all!"

"What kind of bullshit is the law? You can't tell the difference between good and evil at all. Maybe this kind of person can get away with nothing with just a little fine, and still have power and power, and continue to harm people."

"He doesn't count at all!"

"Pooh!"

"It's too cheap to kill him with one shot, it should be Lingchi!"

Fei Du never thought that one day he would be able to face such a situation that thousands of people pointed out. After the initial severe pain was over, he laughed out of breath: "I won't cry without seeing the coffin...Pfft... Hahaha, ladies and gentlemen, to be honest with you, I won't cry even if I see the coffin."

Fan Siyuan's followers are "tit for tat" who have become humanoids. They can't hold anything else in their minds. When they hear him, they dare to say nonsense. .

"Mr. Fan," Fei Du rolled over in the public anger, poked his injured ankle casually aside, relaxed his body and lay on the ground, half-closed his eyes leisurely, in the midst of the sound of cramping his skin. He said calmly, "Please take care of me too, I'm easy to die. If you touch me again, I won't be able to hold out for you to judge me for my sins."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

"Every day you think that you are judges of justice, and Gao cháo is someone else crying and weeping in front of you, kneeling on the ground and repenting, waiting desperately and regretfully for your ruthless and unforgiving sentence - right? How can a sinner die? How can you die calmly? How can you easily die without your trial and conviction? Dead people can't feel anything anyway, right?" Fei Du turned his head nonchalantly and spat out a mouthful of blood he had just bitten out. Mo, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, "Only the nüè mad can know what the nüè mad is thinking. How about it, I understand you?"

Fan Siyuan looked at him blankly.

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly broke the silent confrontation. A middle-aged man rushed in, bent over and said something to Fan Siyuan. The next moment, gunshots were heard outside.

Fei Du raised his eyebrows: "Oh, the long-awaited guest has arrived—do you think he killed you first, or killed me first?"

The two walked over from left to right and dragged him roughly.

Yancheng District——

The roaring siren surrounded the former site of the Louvre, which has been rebuilt several times and has become an urban complex integrating a cinema, a large supermarket, and food, drink and entertainment.

When Lu Youliang saw this place, he felt something was wrong.

The person in charge of the duty followed the policeman tremblingly, with an inexplicable expression on his face: "Officer, we don't open until ten o'clock. No one is here. There are only a few security guards at the night watch. They are all here. What are you looking for?"

"Monitoring, all surveillance around!"

The monitoring of shopping malls, underground parking lots, and even all the road networks and Skynet within a radius of one kilometer were all called up.

The night was as calm as water, how many times the fast-forward monitoring records were flipped back and forth...

Fan Siyuan and the others are not here at all!

Lu Youliang's scalp went numb. He heard that Fei Du was a very reliable person, and he always felt that he had nothing wrong with him other than his deep scheming. Became the first father to be cheated by him!