Chapter 42 Three Tombs 05

【Three Graves 05.01】

It is also a coincidence.

When Xing Conglian handed over the room card, Zheng Dongdong happened to walk to Lin Chen's side, and by his side, he was so immortal, and he followed a few classmates.

So when Lin Chen took the room card, he couldn't pretend that he didn't see anything, so he patted Lin Chen's shoulder and asked, "Lin Chen, who is this?"

But before Lin Chen's introduction, Xing Conglian put down the gear, stood up, and introduced himself to him: "Xing Conglian, police officer."

Probably, some people are born with a submissive aura, and the prisoner didn't even say anything, but Zheng Dongdong reached out his hand unconsciously, and his tone became humble: "Zheng Dongdong, Lin Chen's classmate, is also the same. hotel manager."

Xing Conglian's eyes were still calm and steady. When Zheng Dongdong said the words "this hotel", he didn't pretend to look around in surprise: "Mr. Zheng is really young and promising." He just said that.

"It's just working for someone else." Zheng Dongdong said, glanced at Lin Chen unconsciously, and asked tentatively, "Are you Lin Chen's boss?"

"Yes."

"Hey!" Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong patted Lin Chen's shoulder again and complained, "I said why there is no room, it turned out that the criminal police officer booked it in advance."

He explained half-truths and set up a step for himself, because he said vaguely, and most of them would not say much when they heard such words, so the matter of booking a room can be revealed.

But Xing Conglian is a very serious person, and he is not only serious, but also very meticulous. Originally, when he saw Lin Chen, his classmate, he felt that this aura seemed a little weird. Now he heard the other party talk about the reservation. He knew the problem here, and I'm afraid it wasn't that simple. Since there is a problem, he will Instead of looking at Lin Chen, he smiled and looked at Professor Fu.

Professor Fu finally seized this opportunity, hid behind people, and winked at Xing Conglian.

Oh, it turned out to be the matter of booking a room to bully Lin Chen.

Xing Conglian understood, so he politely said to Zheng Dongdong, "No, I just booked it at the front desk of the hotel. The lady at the front desk said that there are still many rooms left, so you can choose whatever you want."

Zheng Dongdong's face flashed blue and red alternately in an instant, and the scene was very quiet.

You said that there are no special rooms, only the most expensive executive suite with lake view, but the lady at the front desk said that there are still many rooms left. This is not just embarrassing the old classmates, what is it? Lin Chen said that he couldn't live without money, but it was okay.

This is no longer a personal grudge, but a character and moral issue.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely embarrassing. Zheng Dongdong only hated himself for being cheap, why did he bring up this matter.

Seeing this situation, the classmate who always cheered for President Zheng hurriedly opened his mouth and changed the topic: "Does Captain Xing have official business tonight? If it's all right, won't you join us for a drink?"

In this sentence, we, of course, also include Lin Chen.

"You're going too?" Xing Conglian didn't mean to chase Zheng Dongdong's face, but looked at Lin Chen and asked in surprise.

"Yes." Lin Chen replied.

Lin Chen's answer surprised Xing Conglian. He looked at the people present, a group of old classmates who had reunited for a long time, a rich manager, and a thorn who didn't fit in. Such a combination configuration is really interesting, and, Lin Chen actually agreed to drink? He nodded with some interest and said, "Okay."

Most of the people present had already drank some wine. Since Xing Conglian agreed to go, he had to continue to be a coachman.

Zheng Dongdong called the driver to drive, and arranged for a few drivers. Xing Conglian sorted out the information on the table, handed it to Lin Chen, got the car key, and got out of the parking lot to pick up the car.

A group of more than a dozen people waited at the entrance of the hotel, and four cars drove up one after another. The leader was, of course, Zheng Dongdong's own silver-gray Mercedes-Benz 400.

The hotel waiter ran to the car and opened the door, but Zheng Dongdong deliberately took two steps back and let his classmates get in first. He looked towards the end of the four cars, specifically to see what car Xing Conglian was driving.

What surprised him was that Xing Conglian was actually driving a broken jeep, the car was gray, and the car logo was something he had never seen before.

Zheng Dongdong suddenly felt like he was pretending to be coerced into making a move.

So when he got in the car, his face darkened a few times.

In the jeep, Lin Chen sat in the co-pilot position beside Xing Conglian, with only Fu Hao in the back seat.

There was a strong smell of smoke in the car.

From Hongjing to Yongchuan, it is more than 300 kilometers, and it takes more than four hours to drive. It is past 9 o'clock in the evening. If want to come to Xing Conglian, will probably rush over after work, so can only smoke and refresh self.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen couldn't help turning his head slightly, looking at the profile of Xing Conglian's focused driving.

In the distance, the lake was dark and quiet. On both sides of the road around the lake, there was a dim halo of street lights. There was no song in the car, but the atmosphere was warm and leisurely.

Most of the day's exhaustion and the snarky remarks at the class reunion seemed to dissipate without a trace the moment Xing Conglian appeared.

This kind of feeling is very strange, in this world, there is no magical healing technique such as magic.

But at that moment, Lin Chen only felt that his heart was gently pinched, and then trembled slightly.

"You don't have to come here specially." Lin Chen said.

"I didn't come here specially. It's actually related to Yang Dianfeng's case. After Wang Chao finished the system background, he found that there were a few clues to be submitted to the Yongchuan police, so I'll stop by."

Xing Conglian's voice was a little hoarse. He opened the window and the lake breeze came in slightly.

"Lao Xing, you're so interesting, don't you know that the guy named Zheng just now said that the hotel doesn't have a special room, so he has to run on my senior brother with the 3,000-six ​​lake view executive suite." Fu Hao excitedly clawed at the back of his chair. , shouted, "You said that such a big hotel can't have rooms, what else could it be if it wasn't intentional?"

"Really?" Xing Conglian sighed lightly when he heard this.

Lin Chen frowned and asked in a low voice, "Won't it be too expensive?"

"I know a friend here, and I can get a very low discount." Xing Conglian said with relief.

Lin Chen just lowered his head, but didn't ask any more questions.

Even the hotel manager can only get a 40% discount, so how low can the discount be?

———

As the head snake in Yongchuan.

Of course, the place where General Manager Zheng invites you to drink must be better than his own hotel.

The Heaven and Human Club is such a place.

It is located at the foot of Junshan Mountain, surrounded by a bamboo forest, with a mountain on one side and a vast golf course on the other.

Nearly ten o'clock in the evening, there were almost no vacancies in the parking lot in front of the clubhouse.

Zheng Dongdong and his party got out of the car. The knowledgeable classmate glanced at the car parked in front of the clubhouse, and exclaimed in a low voice, "Will the consumption be too high here?"

Mr. Zheng raised his head, but he couldn't look too proud, so he could only say lightly: "The private room has already been booked, and there is not much money, so you can rest assured to drink." He said while watching Xing Conglian. A broken jeep.

I saw that the gray jeep had just stopped in the thick of luxury cars, and there were still dry dirt marks and scratches on the body, so it looked even more shabby, and Zheng Dongdong smiled even more happily.

Different from the usual luxurious clubhouses, the Heavenly Man Clubhouse is very quiet. The whole clubhouse is composed of black and white small buildings, which are scattered and dotted in the vast bamboo sea.

Perhaps it is precisely because it occupies too much space, it should be a night scene full of people, but there is no loud noise, so it makes people feel more noble and elegant. The film club has obviously gone up a notch again. Probably to highlight the meaning of the club's return to nature, the sign hanging at the door of a huge club is just a small wooden board with the simple words "Heaven and Human" engraved on it. In the lower left corner, the canary and Logo composed of roses.

Zheng Dongdong stood at the door of the clubhouse with a group of classmates behind him. He slowly took out the membership card from his wallet and handed it to the staff holding the instrument.

The staff who greeted the guests at the door was a very young girl. She wore a close-fitting suit uniform with a goose-yellow silk scarf tied around her neck. She had a gentle and pleasant temperament. She took the card and brushed it lightly on the instrument.

Hearing a light beep, Zheng Dongdong nodded, knowing the door well, he was about to push the door.

"Mr. Zheng, please wait a moment." The girl stopped him.

Zheng Dongdong withdrew his hand, a little impatient.

The girl saw the guest's brows and eyes were arrogant, but she just bowed, and then pressed the headset, as if confirming something.

After a while, she said quietly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, today's private room is fully booked."

Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong's whole face turned black in an instant.

Even though he knew that it was a common occurrence for senior members to squeeze out the bookings of lower-level members in a club of the rank of Heaven and Man, he would probably just complain about it at ordinary times and turn around and leave. But now the situation is different, all the old classmates followed behind him, especially Lin Chen and Fu Hao are still there, if he really brought someone to the door, but was kicked out, it would be a huge shame. In this case, He could only bite the bullet and argue: "What do you mean, I made a reservation a week in advance!"

The girl was used to seeing this kind of trouble. She still kept a decent smile on her face. She said, "I'm sorry sir, there really is no spare room left."

This is a euphemism, but it is actually telling him that your reservation has been occupied by a senior member, but at this moment, he can only pretend not to know: "You can check the reservation record for me to see if I have made a reservation! ' he raised his voice and yelled at the girl.

The girl was still smiling: "Sir, please don't block the guests behind you."

"What's your attitude, I know your manager!" Zheng Dongdong said, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call.

The girl said nothing, looked left and right, and the burly security guard guarding the door immediately surrounded her.

"The world newspaper." Fu Hao held his arms and stood beside Lin Chen, watching the farce in front of him with all his leisure.

"Forget it, Dongdong, I think your hotel is also clear, let's go there for a drink." Seeing this, the people on the side hurriedly pulled the man who was about to go crazy and persuaded.

"Yeah, yeah, everyone's gathering was meant to be fun, so there's no need to be angry." Ling Yiyi agreed.

When someone came down the steps, of course General Manager Zheng wanted to come down. He glanced at the badge on the girl's chest, and said arrogantly, "Remember, next time I have dinner with your manager, I'll talk to him about you well."

"You please." The girl still smiled.

Zheng Dongdong snorted coldly and turned to leave.

At this time, a black Bentley just drove up to him, rubbed the corner of his clothes, and stopped steadily.

They are now standing at the door of the Heavenly Man Club.

In a place like Heaven and Human, no one, no matter what status, can drive a car into the clubhouse. This is the rule.

But now, someone wants to drive in, so the person sitting in the car can only be the manager of the club.

Zheng Dongdong took a closer look and saw that it was Manager Tianren's car. He took a step back, hoping that what he said just now would not be passed into the car.

He thought so in his heart, but it didn't happen. He watched the window of the back seat of the Bentley and slowly lowered it.

However, the one sitting in the back seat is not the manager of the clubhouse. The manager of the clubhouse is acting as a driver in the cab.

Sitting in the back seat was an old man.

The moment he saw the old man, Zheng Dongdong only felt that when he went out today, he must not have read the almanac.

"Manager Zheng, who do you want to mention?" the old man asked him.

The old man's tone was very light, wearing an ordinary Chinese-style linen, and the neckline was lightly pulled up with a button, but he carried the dignified dignity of those who have been in high positions for a long time.

Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong only felt that cold sweat was about to break out, and hurriedly nodded and bowed: "Xing Guanshi, why are you here?"

The old man who can make the manager of the Heavenly Man Club have to drive to serve.

Like Xing Fu, an old servant who can bear the name of the Xing family is naturally a direct descendant of the Xing family who is qualified to serve as a high-level consortium in Zheng Dongdong's mouth.

Zheng Dongdong only met the old man at Cohen's high-level annual meeting in May.

Xing Fu was also surprised to meet Zheng Dongdong at the door of the clubhouse.

Originally, he only came to Yongchuan for a routine inspection. When the car stopped, he heard Zheng Dongdong making things difficult for the staff at the club, so he lowered the car window just to give a little warning, and didn't really mean to punish anyone. , after all, there is no need to waste time.

Therefore, after he finished speaking, he was about to leave, and at the moment when the car window slowly moved up, he suddenly saw a tall young man standing at the end of the crowd at the door, under the street lamp.

The young man stood casually, his police uniform was on his left arm, his hair was shaved, and the beard on his face was not clean. His eye sockets were deep, his face was handsome, and his bloodline was obviously a bit complicated.

Xing Fu felt dazzled.

So, he stretched out his hand, rubbed his eyebrows lightly, and then opened his eyes.

The young man was still standing like that, his face still unchanged. Xing Fu was convinced that he was not wrong.

The car window was gently closed, and the black iron door of the Heavenly Man Club was slowly moved away.

The old man sat in the car, still looking back at the street lights behind him.

"Elder Xing, did you meet someone you know?" The general manager of the clubhouse looked at the rearview mirror and asked respectfully.

Xing Fu did not answer.

Outside the car, at the entrance of the Heavenly Man Club.

Mr. Zheng, who was just bumped into by his immediate boss, just wanted to leave quickly.

Suddenly, the girl at the door pressed the headset again, as if some instructions were coming from it.

"Mr. Zheng, please wait a moment." She stopped the person again, and the title changed.

Zheng Dongdong was set at the door, and it was not impossible to leave.

The girl said, bent down, opened the side door, reached out her hand very respectfully, and made a gesture of please: "I'm very sorry. We made a mistake in our work just now, and now we have upgraded the box for you."

Her waist was bent very low, but Zheng Dongdong suddenly felt a joyous feeling like leaping over the clouds. The attitude of the staff at the door suddenly turned 180 degrees. Needless to say, it must have been ordered by the old man in the car just now.

in a Bentley.

The manager of the clubhouse put down the phone. He didn't know why the old man gave that order just now, but someone like him who got up step by step from the bottom knows very well that he shouldn't ask anything more than a word.

The surroundings were dark and silent, and the old man was still sitting silently in the back seat.

After a while, the old man seemed to remember something, spoke again, and said to his subordinate: "Go buy a box of Yongchuan Pure Life, ice it to 8 degrees, and deliver it later."

The man in the cab nodded.

"And fried peanuts..." The old man paused, then said, "Forget it, I'll do it myself."

【Three Graves 05.02】

Probably because of the sudden turn of the plot, the original ordinary private room was suddenly upgraded to a luxury model, and the proud smile on Zheng Dongdong's face never stopped.

The Tianzihao private room is in the deepest part of the whole clubhouse.

The group walked through the bamboo forest, and when they actually sat down, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Many people have tiredness on their faces. The waiter brought a drink list, but Zheng Dongdong came to the spirit.

He spread the wine list on the table generously and said, "Order whatever you want, don't be polite."

Many of the people present were also coming to a high-end club for the first time. They leaned over curiously to look at the price list, and were too scared to speak.

On the price list, the cheapest mineral water also has three digits.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zheng Dongdong was very satisfied with the deterrent effect. He glanced at the wine list with a pretense of familiarity, crossed Erlang's legs, looked at the only beautiful lady present, and said, "Hao Zhen, would you like a low-level cocktail? "

As usual, Xu Haozhen was the only girl in the private room, and normal girls would shirk, but Xu Haozhen didn't hesitate at all, just smiled sweetly, and said to Zheng Dongdong, "I'll let senior brother spend the money."

Perhaps it was the little junior sister who had a good lead, and the rest of the people who were present also ordered the drinks they wanted.

Zheng Dongdong listened in his heart, his eyes kept looking over the price list, and he quickly calculated the price. Fortunately, it was not too much. He put down half of his heart, turned his head, and saw the trio sitting in the corner again, he thought. As soon as he moved, he said again: "Captain Xing, Lin Chen and Professor Fu, what do you want?"

Of course Lin Chen didn't drink alcohol, and he didn't even have mineral water. Professor Fu was a little embarrassed to see the scene and asked for a glass of juice.

"Captain Xing, don't you need something to drink?" Zheng Dongdong suffered a secret loss from Xing Conglian just now. Now that he has the opportunity, of course he will come back with revenge.

"Me?" Xing Conglian didn't think much, and said casually, "Just two bottles of Yongchuan Pure Life."

Zheng Dongdong snorted and laughed out loud. Sure enough, the captain of the criminal police in a small place has never seen such a market before.

"I'm sorry, Captain Xing, Heaven and Human Club, the worst beer is this level." Zheng Dongdong said, and deliberately increased his English pronunciation.

The meaning of this sentence is that the wine you want is too low-grade, and it is not sold here.

Xing Conglian didn't seem to notice the contempt in his words, just shook his head and said, "Forget it."

Zheng Dongdong smiled slightly, and suddenly, there were three regular knocks on the door outside the house.

The wooden door was gently pushed open, and a clubhouse waiter stood at the door. His left hand was a small iron bucket full of ice cubes, and his right hand was holding a plate of bright red fried peanuts.

The waiter put the tin bucket and peanuts on the table, bowed, and backed out.

As soon as he entered and exited, it only took 10 seconds, but everyone in the private room was stunned.

Because, in the tin bucket he brought into the house, there were two bottles of Yongchuan Chunsheng priced at 8.8 yuan, and the plate of peanuts was still exuding fragrant heat.

It was quiet in the private room.

No one spoke for a long time, Zheng Dongdong's face was ashen.

The surrounding classmates looked at him with contempt in their eyes.

You said there was no room, but someone opened it; you said there was no pure student, but what did the waiter just bring in?

Even if you have money, you can look down on your old classmates, but it's really disrespectful to keep making things difficult for you over and over again.

Xing Conglian sat on the sofa, looking at the two things on the table, his eyes darkened.

———

Cold beer and peanuts, just a little interlude.

As long as the KTV is turned on, the sound is roaring, and the cold atmosphere will quickly ease.

Even the reunion of college classmates that we haven't seen for many years is just a process of singing, drinking and bragging.

Of all the people present, Xu Haozhen had the most fun, whether it was a duet of love songs or a female solo, her voice never stopped from beginning to end.

Lin Chen looked at the figure of the little junior sister, thoughtfully.

Xing Conglian leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, drinking silently, Fu Hao swayed left and right with the rhythm, Lin Chen glanced at the two of them, leaned on Xing Conglian, thought about it, and found a topic: "Yang Dianfeng case, what happened?"

"It's fine." Xing Conglian took a sip of wine and said, "But the implications of this case are probably wider than you and I imagined."

"Um?"

The sound in the private room was very loud. In order to hear each other's voices clearly, the two had to get very close. Lin Chen felt Xing Conglian's warm breath on his face, and it was a little itchy.

"Dynasty has just screened the system records for nearly half a year, and there are more than a dozen suspicious records, which may involve more murders, and two pending robbery cases."

Hearing this, Lin Chen couldn't help frowning lightly: "The other party is willing to take a big risk, and he has to kill Yang Dianfeng quickly to silence him. The reason must be very good."

"yes."

The two chatted in a low voice in the corner. Although there was deafening singing in the room, that corner was so quiet that time seemed to stop.

Zheng Dongdong's eyes also swept to that corner.

This night, he seemed to have fallen into a strange spell, no matter how hard he tried, he seemed to be shooting himself in the foot, making him feel uncomfortable.

It was almost early morning, and soon the meeting would disperse, and it would be difficult for him to have another chance to find the unhappiness of today.

Thinking of this, he clenched the high-level foreign wine in his hand, poured a full glass of wine, gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked towards Lin Chen.

When Zheng Dongdong walked in front of him, Lin Chen was listening to Xing Conglian to analyze the suspicious cases one by one.

A wine glass filled with golden liquid stretched out in front of him.

"Lin Chen, anyway, everyone is a classmate, I'll give you a toast, can you give me some face?"

Zheng Dongdong held a bottle with a fake smile on his face.

Whether it was intentional or not, the music in the private room was also paused.

For a while, Zheng Dongdong's drunken voice seemed particularly abrupt.

At class reunions, it is generally difficult for boys to persuade each other to drink alcohol, because after all, there is a relationship between their classmates, and there are many people around watching. If you don’t drink toasts, it always seems not enough. .

Everyone looked at Lin Chen.

But that's Lin Chen, no matter how much gossip he has endured, a small glass of foreign wine is really not enough.

Lin Chen glanced at the wine glass in front of him, his eyes were cold and pale, but even lighter than his eyes, probably in his calm and calm tone, he said, "You haven't had the face yet."

With a swipe, Zheng Dongdong only felt that the anger all over his body was ignited: "What the hell are you, don't be shameless!"

Zheng Dongdong provoked one after another, and now he is swearing at each other again, Lin Chen's expression is still calm, looking at Zheng Dongdong, there is only sympathy, not anger.

Fu Hao made a move, but Xing Conglian just sat silently by the side.

Lin Chen got up first, he bowed slightly to the others in the private room and said, "Sorry, I have something to do today, let's go first."

After he finished speaking, he walked out without turning his head.

Seeing this, Fu Hao hurried out.

Xing Conglian stood up last, did not speak, just raised the police uniform that was put aside, Shi Shiran, and walked out of the room.

In the private room behind him, there was the crazy sound of wine bottles hitting the ground.

———

In the bamboo forest at night, a cool wind blows.

"Intentionally?" Xing Conglian walked beside Lin Chen and asked with a smile.

With Lin Chen's IQ, when he was persuaded to drink just now, there were about a hundred ways to get out of the predicament, but he chose the most extreme one, not intentional.

"Didn't you say that you are going to the Yongchuan police force tomorrow, so you have to go back to rest early?" Lin Chen's expression was calm and natural.

It turned out that Zheng Dongdong was angered in the end, just to go back to bed early.

Thinking of the sound of the broken wine bottles coming from the final private room, Xing Conglian felt that it would be better not to offend Lin Chen in the future.

He was drunk and couldn't drive.

When the three of them walked to the door of the clubhouse, there was a person who looked like a driver waiting there. When they saw Xing Conglian, the man stepped forward and claimed to be the driver of the clubhouse.

Xing Conglian's gaze fell on the canary and rose badges on the opponent's chest, and then nodded.

【Three Graves 05.03】

Metropolis night, never sleep all night.

Nearly early in the morning, the sky was bright, and the driver parked the car at the entrance of the teachers' dormitory on the west side of Yongchuan University. When Professor Fu got out of the car, his legs were already dangling, and he was sleepy.

Xing Conglian and Lin Chen sent people back to the dormitory, and when they came out, the sky had gradually turned from dark blue to light.

Xing Cong even lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and let out a lazy breath all over his body.

There was a faint scent in the air, like the scent of tea eggs and pancakes, Xing Conglian rubbed his stomach and looked at Lin Chen.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Chen had no choice but to say, "Let's go, I'll take you to breakfast."

After all, having studied in Yongchuan for several years, Lin Chen was familiar with every gourmet spot around him. He took Xing Conglian to an alley next to the school.

The alley is long and deep, and at the entrance of the alley is a dilapidated small shop.

When the two walked to the door of the store, the owner happened to be carrying the stove and came out to make a fire.

Seeing Lin Chen, the shop owner was also taken aback.

"Uncle Zheng." Lin Chen whispered.

"Oh, it's Achen!" The middle-aged man patted his head, as if remembering something, he hurriedly put down the stove and shouted into the room, "Old woman, look who's coming!"

He shouted loudly, and soon, the footsteps of Deng Deng rang in the small shop. The middle-aged woman in an apron opened the curtain and rushed out of the house. When she saw Lin Chen, she was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of her eyes and brows burst into laughter. Meaning: "Look at you, it's been a long time since you came, and I don't miss you at all, Auntie Wang!"

"I do." Lin Chen smiled and replied very intimately.

Near the school, the small shops that can survive probably all have their own characteristics.

Lin Chen took the prisoner and sat down. Aunt Wang wiped her hands on the apron and asked with a smile, "Two bowls of shrimp wontons, what else do you want?"

There was no menu in the store, Xing Conglian just looked at Lin Chen.

"Another bowl of preserved egg porridge, one cage each of Xiao Long Bao and Shaomai." Lin Chen thought about it, pointed at Xing Conglian, and added, "Aunt Wang, you can make him another egg cake."

"Okay, okay." The middle-aged woman happily ran back to the kitchen.

Xing Cong Lian looked around, only to feel that the store was small, the tables and chairs were worn out, and a light bulb was hanging from the ceiling. Other than that, there was no decoration in the store, but it was very strange that maybe it was not light outside, or maybe It was the light in the store that was a little too dim, and Xing Conglian only felt that it was very peaceful here, like a lonely and silent night, and it seemed

"Does this place taste good?" He put his hands on the countertop and looked at the person in front of him quietly.

"Yeah, it tastes good, I only eat here."

"Really, so powerful?"

"No, because this store doesn't charge me." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Achen is a big matchmaker for me and my old lady!"

Two bowls of wontons just out of the pot were placed on the table, and the owner Zheng Bo stood at the table and said to Xing Conglian.

"matchmaker?"

"Yes, before, my old woman and I, one of us opened a wonton shop at the entrance of the alley, and the other opened a dim sum shop at the end of the alley. Achen saw that we were interesting and gave us a lead." The middle-aged man Chao Xing Conglian I winked, and before I could finish speaking, I ran to serve the hot xiao long bao.

Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen in disbelief: "How did you pull the strings."

Lin Chen lowered his head and handed him a spoon beside the chopstick cage.

"This kid is bad. He ran to my shop and ate wontons for a week in a row. Every time he came, he would hold a drawer of xiaolongbao and a drawer of siumai from my old lady's shop. Don't return the steamer, let me send it back to him every day." The middle-aged man put down the steamer, sat down beside Lin Chen, and told Xing Conglian a story.

Xing Conglian listened to it in his heart, and his thoughts moved slightly. He suddenly realized that his youth was once so arbitrary and interesting.

The sky is getting brighter and the sun is rising.

In the wonton shop at the entrance of the alley, laughter and cheers were constantly heard.

In Yongchuan University not far away, there are already students who get up early and start their morning reading.

Wang An An is the most common security guard in Yongchuan University.

At five o'clock in the morning, after being lazy for most of the night, he got up from the bed and prepared for the last campus patrol.

The milky white mist floats on the early morning campus, the fish have not yet risen from the bottom of the water, and the sparrows are still sleeping on the branches.

He patrolled most of the campus, and there was nothing unusual. When he rode to the woods by the lake, he yawned heavily. It was so early in the day that the bad guys had to go back to sleep. Thinking of this, he simply stopped the bicycle and saw A leafy banyan tree, he took a few steps and ran to rest under the canopy.

There were students who got up early in the morning, reading aloud on the reefs by the lake, and reciting about the English text. Wang An’an listened to his ears and felt drowsy.

The fourth and sixth grade exams are approaching, and the students have been very diligent recently. Wang An'an stared for a while, as if remembering something, he opened his eyes, looked at his watch, raised his head again, and looked further away.

There, stood a dilapidated old cafeteria. In half an hour, the cafeteria would start serving breakfast, and he could call it a day.

As he thought, he closed his eyes again involuntarily, and his drooping hand on his lap slipped gently onto the soil.

Suddenly, he jumped up like he was stung!

He seemed to have touched something slippery and sticky. He took a closer look and found a piece of white rubber exposed in the soil under his feet. It might be an old football or someone threw a broken shoe. Wang An An looked at the white piece of rubber. The rubber, and looked at his hands again, but he seemed to feel that something he touched moved slightly.

Wang An'an looked around, the students who were reading in the morning by the lake didn't seem to notice what was happening under the tree. He crouched down, and hesitantly, he used his fingers to gently dig the soil next to the rubber, thinking to himself, what the hell is this? .

Finally, as if determined, his hands slammed into the soil and pulled out a large handful of dark brown soil.

A white sneaker was exposed, toe-up, and a check mark on the upper.

Wang An'an still knew this brand, he was relieved, and only blamed himself for making a fuss.

Maybe it was because he was a little nervous just now, and Wang Anan felt that he was in a hurry to breathe. He sat down against the tree trunk, put his hand in his pocket, and wanted to take out a cigarette and be quiet. However, he held a cigarette in his left hand and touched his right hand for a long time, only to find that there was no available lighter at hand. This was a huge mistake! All he could do was smoke a cigarette and feel the friendly, relaxing scent of the filter with his saliva.

The lake was breezy, and he gradually calmed down, thinking that the banyan tree might be too shady and not suitable for rest, Wang Anan stood up and wanted to leave.

The moment he got up, because of the change of angle, he vaguely saw that a small piece of fabric seemed to be connected under the sneaker buried in the soil. Who would throw the shoes and the socks by the way?

Wang An'an froze, the cool breeze blew through, causing goose bumps all over his body, he threw himself in front of the sneaker, dug a few times frantically, and finally couldn't help screaming!

Under the soil, where the shoes are connected, is a leg!

Of course, the terrifying incidents that happened in the school would not spread to the outside of the school in an instant.

Having eaten and drank enough, Xing Cong even ordered a cigarette and walked side by side with Lin Chen on the long street outside Yongchuan University.

There were more and more people on the street, and breakfast stalls were also set up.

The boys and girls in the school uniforms of Yongchuan University passed by the two from time to time.

Xing Conglian turned his head and saw that Lin Chen was looking at the school gate in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

"Come on, go for a walk in your school." He suddenly said.

Lin Chen turned his head, as if he heard something strange: "Didn't you say it's better not to go in?"

"I mean, when you were alone." The mixed-race youth spat out a breath of smoke and smiled smugly, "Now I'm with me, of course it's fine."