Silent Reading Chapter 156: Edmund Dantes (27)

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Towards the end of the year, Luo Cheng got busy instead. Mu Xiaoqing went on a business trip to give lectures. He was left alone, and it was quite boring to eat by himself, so he simply ate in the unit canteen all day long.

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, and he didn't think it was too cold. The silly boy slept on the cold kang, he was strong by fire. He was wearing a down coat somehow, as if he had a big pillow in his arms. He was sitting on the stairs and playing with his mobile phone. His hair had not been trimmed for a while, and it was a little messy, and his feet were still poking. An escape-style big backpack.

Luo Cheng looked at him with his hands on his back, feeling that this image is really unsightly, so he stepped forward and kicked him gently: "Hey, you have to go somewhere else. I have no food today."

When Luo Wenzhou raised his head, he let out a "meow" at him, and Luo Cheng got goosebumps. After a closer look, he discovered 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 to call someone?"

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

Luo Cheng inadvertently glanced at the mobile phone he had just played with, and found that the material for this person's "sense of life" was actually photos of himself from various angles. He suddenly felt indigestion and felt that Luo Wenzhou was becoming more and more shameless. NS.

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

"I didn't bring the canned food and snacks. Just give him some cat food. Don't buy the mess for him. This fat guy should lose weight. He broke the zipper on my down jacket."

Luo Yiguo felt a little confessed when he arrived in a strange place. He lay down on a slipper that Luo Wenzhou had passed through, forming a large wool ball of fifteen catties and sixty-twos, and looked left and right vigilantly.

Luo Cheng shot his gaze from the lens of the reading glasses: "The cat puts me here, I am afraid that I won't be able to take it back?"

Luo Wenzhou: "Don't brag about it. If my mother agrees, you would have turned your home into a zoo, and rubbed my cat?"

Luo Cheng: "..."

Luo Wenzhou unceremoniously pulled out a bowl of leftover fried rice from the refrigerator, poured it into the pot and pulled it twice, and took it out and swallowed it. He said: "The price of the pet shop will increase at the end of the year, and you have to talk to other cats. Fighting to grab the site, the key is that they can't beat others. I think wallets and cats are both vulnerable."

Luo Cheng: "Then I will raise you until the beginning of spring, and your mother will stop doing it any longer."

Luo Wenzhou paused. He always felt that the leftover rice he swallowed was choking on his chest. In any case, he couldn't go along. He had to take a sip of cold water from his teacup, and he shivered severely. He said:" No, we will come to pay you New Year's greetings during the Spring Festival and pick up by the way."

Luo Cheng listened, did not ask why he wants to raise a cat, nor why Fei Du did not come with him, of course, he seems to know everything, just said: "Besides raising a cat, what else do you have? Please?"

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

Luo Cheng didn't urge him. The cat climbing frame, which was originally just a bunch of parts, quickly took shape. Luo Yiguo couldn't restrain his curiosity. Finally, he carefully abandoned his slippers and walked over on his feet. Rotate around under the shelf to smell it.

"Dad," Luo Wenzhou said suddenly, "Do I sometimes invite you to gossip?"

Luo Cheng glanced at him curiously: "Take the wrong medicine, confession is coming from me?"

Luo Wenzhou sat down beside him dullly: "You never said anything to me."

Luo Cheng: "Do you listen if I say it?"

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

Luo Cheng was choked by him for a while. Just when Luo Wenzhou thought that the old man was about to lose his temper, Luo Cheng laughed: "You didn't grow up like a breastfeeding man. You are all this age. Who would you like to live with? If you still need my approval for this ass, what's the energy for you to live? What other people are willing to say, and they dare not say it in front of me anyway, maybe they are very demanding-but I think you..."

Luo Cheng had a meal, and Luo Wenzhou became nervous for no reason.

Hua Jing enlarged the old man's eyes, destroying his usual sense of seriousness. Luo Cheng looked at him with a less serious gaze and curled his lips: "It's okay, I barely look like a person."

From the beginning of his adolescence, Luo Wenzhou has been walking on the road that his elders and the public do not agree with. He is desperate. Therefore, even though he is hard-mouthed, he still doubts himself and suspects that he is in charge, but he does not have the talents and talents he imagined. Ability, doubt that if you leave the blessing of your elders, you may get nothing.

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

When Luo Wenzhou went home to pick up the cat and send it over, he felt that his feet were stuck in the mud. The cold muddy water was sticky around his feet, and he was struggling to take a step. However, this comment that could hardly be regarded as a good word fell in his ears at this time, but it was like a group of fast dryers, which instantly dispelled the embarrassing tremor.

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

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

"No," Luo Wenzhou put on his shoes and bent over to carry it. "Did you say that when I called the school back then? Climb the way you choose. You will not care about anything in the future. What is happening now? Are you old and soft-hearted?"

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

Luo Wenzhou stood up and jumped twice, raised the phone that made his dad look rather uncomfortable, and kissed gently: "I didn't grow up like a breastfeeding."

After speaking, he buttoned on the hat of the coat and walked out with the wind.

At the time, Lao Yang thought he could not carry on his troubles, and he did not reveal anything to him until he died. Even after his death, he still left a suicide note, forcing the teacher to keep silent.

If he could be "sensible" a few years earlier, and took over the burdens of his elders a few years earlier, wouldn't it be necessary for Madam to go this far?

But this is the end of the matter, and there is no point in tracing these back.

At least he still has Fei Du, brothers, and the grievances that the previous generation could not solve. Since even the old man said that he was "human-like", he had to do something human-like.

"It's me." Luo Wenzhou dialed the phone and called Lu Jia, "You always handed you to me, where are you now?"

Lu Jia took Zhou Huaijin to a garden community.

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

Lu Jia parked the car and looked at it with a probe. The community security immediately looked around vigilantly, and when he saw the car coming by Lu Jia, his expression eased again.

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

The cashier took a look at the direction of his finger: "Oh,'Galaxy City', the privacy of Galaxy City is of course better-you want to buy a house or what? If you want to buy a house, I advise you not to buy it."

Lu Jia: "Then why?"

"The property right is not a residence. You see, their 24-hour security guards, the courtyard gate building door corridor three entrance guards, the entry and exit are all good cars, if you drive a normal car, the security has to stop and interrogate For a long time, understand?" The cashier squinted at Lu Jia with a very ambiguous gaze, "This place is also called the'Second Nurse's House'. 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?"

"Property fees are also high. Ten years ago, it was flat at five yuan. The rent is of course higher." The cashier sneered after looking for the change. /

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

"It is said that she opened a private restaurant here," Zhou Huaijin said, "The kind that I make at home and only set up one table at a time, the kind that requires advance reservations, can’t open twice a month. When the relationship between my brother and Yang Bo was the most tense, he wanted to investigate, but he couldn’t make an appointment at all. They didn’t accept him. Zheng Kaifeng seemed to be a frequent visitor, but hes..."

Zhou Huaijin looked down and flipped through the pictures of the woman on her phone. Although the woman was not ugly in appearance, she was also incompatible with "beauty". When she was young, she was a passerby, and then she was so ordinary that she could easily ignore her gender. The appearance of a young woman, even Zhou Huaijin saw it, felt that it was really not Zheng Kaifeng's taste.

"She died of illness, and the time of her death is very delicate," Lu Jia signaled Zhou Huaijin to get in the car. "It happened that Dong Gan started contacting the fake courier and planned to kill Zhou Junmao... If Yang Bo is not Zheng Kaifeng’s illegitimate son, then I I think there is a possibility."

Zhou Huaijin: "What?"

"Contact person," Lu Jia started the car, "Zheng Kaifeng is not the same as Wei Zhanhong. His roots are not in China. If, as Mr. Fei guessed, he first used Su Hui and the domestic group to make money and kill. People who get on the line, after that, to maintain the relationship and commission the business, you need a reliable contact person-Su Hui ruined herself in the early years, and died ten years ago, and died early, so is this contact person possible? Yang Bo's mother?"

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

"If that were the case, she had served Zheng Kaifeng for more than ten years, and she probably kept one hand. So even if she died, Zhou and Zheng did not dare to wait for Yang Bo slowly, and even acquiesced to the rumors of the'illegitimate child'," Lu Jia said "This woman is probably very reliable, so after her death, the fake courier can take advantage of Zheng Kaifeng's hands and feet... But the question is, why use her? What special place does she have..."

Lu Jia was halfway talking, and suddenly fell silent.

Zhou Huaijin waited for a long time and couldn't wait for the following, she couldn't help but glanced at Lu Jia suspiciously.

"Mr. Zhou," Lu Jia whispered, "have the body armor prepared for you been put on?"

Zhou Huaijin agitated for a moment and looked around in a panic: "What, what? What's the matter? This is China, don't they dare..."

"Don't look around, it's the black car behind. They dare to do anything." Lu Jia cut him off, and sent him his position to his companion and Luo Wenzhou, and at the same time gave him a violent beating. The steering wheel, turned out of the intersection without warning, "If you don't get rid of him, I dare not send you back to the hotel-Mr. Zhou, fasten your seat belt, are you not going to be motion sick?"

Before Zhou Huaijin had time to answer, the black car that followed judged that he had been spotted from the response of the person being tracked. Instead of converging, it speeded up fiercely and chased him.

On the night approaching the Spring Festival, Yancheng Street was as empty as a small Australian village. Lu Jia did not hesitate to regard the luxury car under his seat as an F1. When the wheels turned, there was a loud rubbing sound. Zhou Huaijin grabbed the handrail and doubted the car. Want to flip!

At this moment, a white suv drove oncomingly and suddenly turned on the high beam. The strong light suddenly made people unable to open their eyes. At the same time, the speed of the white car was not slowing down, and it slammed into them. Come here.

Lu Jia stepped on the accelerator without squinting his eyes, intending to whistle away with the opponent. Zhou Huaijin closed his eyes subconsciously, listening to a loud noise in his ears, and then the rearview mirror scratched the wall. With the sore teeth, Zhou Huaijin discovered that Lu Jia had just turned into an extremely cramped small alley at a very short time. The bicycle at the entrance of the alley was directly hit into the sky by him. He forced a turn at a high speed and jammed the car. Into the road that is not wide enough!

The white car on the opposite side couldn't react in time. The driver braked sharply and the headlights were too late. The black car chasing Lu Jia and the others was dazzled. The two cars collided head-on, and the explosion of sparks lit the night!

Zhou Huaijin turned her head to look at Lu Jia suddenly, and he just saw a spy-like man in the movie from the body of that fat man: "You...you..."

Lu Jia shrugged and lit a cigarette in his mouth: "Fortunately, the money for repairing the car is always reimbursed--Mr. Zhou, this is just the beginning, can you still eat 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 am a very important person? It seems that the ones I found... Su Things like Hui Hui and Zheng Kaifeng falling into the stove are important clues!"

Lu Jia gave him a surprised look.

I saw the well-mannered heir of the Zhou family smile: "Then I can rest assured!"