Silent Reading Chapter 157: Edmund Dantes (28)
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While speaking, Lu Jia has already rushed out of the small alley and plunged into another road-fast-developing cities generally have such problems. Parking spaces were not considered at the beginning of construction, and parking spaces in many places were very tight. Private cars parked in places are posted illegally on the side of the road with their contact information, and they often line up spontaneously in a neat queue at night and holidays, which is a major feature of Yancheng.
At this time, the car on one side of the road was quietly bathed in the sluggish street light, and the roof was covered with fine 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 throw it away?"
Lu Jia didn’t say a word, Zhou Huaijin didn’t let go of his breath, and saw that the fat man suddenly didn’t know what was wrong. He was halfway down the road. He made a big turn again without warning. The wheel ran over the broken ice ball, slightly After slipping, the trunk slammed into the old street lamp pole. Lu Jia didn’t even look at it. He stepped on the accelerator and screamed, then turned into the narrow alley again and let the car Forced to lose weight and wiped off the rearview mirror on the other side!
Zhou Huaijin was strangled in pain by the seat belt. Looking back, I saw a car that had been parked at the intersection started like a corpse, only a step slower than Lu Jia, and there was an ambush here!
Zhou Huaijin was shocked: "How did you know?"
"Intuition." Lu Jia flicked his cigarette **** into the snowdrift in the corner of the wall without quality. "If you get hit too much, you will know where the sacks like to start."
Zhou Huaijin knew that this person was sent by Fei Du to take care of him. He thought he was an "assistant" or something. Hearing this, he finally couldn't help asking: "What the **** do you do?"
"Fuck." Lu Jia said casually, and then felt that this answer was a bit of a shame to Fei Du, and quickly changed his words, "No...I should be the administrative director of that, that stuff fund..."
Zhou Huaijin asked in a daze: "What fund?"
Lu Jia: "..."
I haven't read the business card when it was printed, so I can't remember it.
The two were relatively speechless for a moment. Suddenly, Lu Jia's expression changed: "Fuck!"
Passing through a small alley, there is no sudden enlightenment in front of you, but a bunch of more intricate paths that make people dizzy at first sight. Lu Jia took out a small mirror from nowhere, and pulled down the car window to replace it by hand. Looking through the mirror, I saw the car lights staggered fiercely behind him, and several motorcycles chased out from the alley on the left.
Zhou Huaijin realized that Lu Jia scolded the street because he couldn’t remember his position, so he quickly looked at the side of the co-pilot: "There are 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 drove us in specifically to chase us in. This is to'beat the wolves'... What are you doing?"
Zhou Huaijin took out her mobile phone: "Hey, 110, a group of gangsters have been chasing us!"
Lu Jia: "..."
Really a civilized citizen who abides by laws and regulations.
Unfortunately, the police didn't have any doors, and they couldn't immediately respond to the call and fell from the sky. Even Lu Jia and their own people couldn't come so quickly.
When Zhou Huaijin finally explained his position to the operator amid the harsh engine noise and crash, the two of them had been completely blocked in the middle of a small road.
There are no street lights around, but the intertwined car lights are already dazzling so people can't open their eyes.
Zhou Huaijin has never experienced this kind of battle before, and she fumbled around and said: "What should I do, do I have to do it? Do you have a weapon?"
"There is..." under the back seat. Lu Jia first said a few words, and then quickly assessed the hardware and software of Young Master Zhou, "Ah, you have to forget it, don't give food to others, and hide it by yourself. "
"Hid...hide?" Zhou Huaijin glanced at the murderous encirclement, "No... can't you negotiate first?"
His voice fell, and the group of people who were chasing and blocking had already rushed to smash the car against the clock. Lu Jia took out a helmet from under the car seat and threw it to Zhou Huaijin: "Put it on by yourself and find a chance to run."
Zhou Huaijin couldn't hear anything clearly in the noise, so she shouted: "You—say—what—you?"
Lu Jia pulled off his jacket, and only wore a tight-fitting T-shirt inside. Then he opened the sunken car door directly, hit a person with his hand, and swept out with an iron rod. , The sound of the iron rod hitting the person* was shocking.
Zhou Huaijin intended to help, but when things came to an end, he didn't know where to start. He just put his gentle and weak head into the helmet, and the window glass next to him was smashed to pieces. The glass was broken. The scum is raining. Suddenly, time seemed to be stretched extremely long. Zhou Huaijin saw the white gas erupting from the nose of the person who hit the car, his facial expression was almost hideous, and he leaped towards him like a wild beast. His limbs were involuntarily mobilized, and he moved his hands and feet together with the ground, and he panicked to the back seat.
The cold wind rushed in, and two machetes pierced his back from the messy car door. At this time, Zhou Huaijin suddenly realized that he was not afraid-he could not take care of it. He just curled up hard while thinking: "Can body armor protect against knives? Is it a principle?"
Immediately afterwards, the car body shook, and more pieces of broken glass fell off head and face, and the knife cut Zhou Huaijin’s calf. At the same time, the assailants with knives were shot in the car by the sneak attack behind them. An unspeakable bad smell spread all over his body.
Zhou Huaijin took a closer look and saw that the large trash can that had been standing on the side of the road had actually joined the battle for no reason. It was smashed by the infinitely powerful Lu Jia sideways. This neglected, iron-skinned trash can With a half-full belly, it was filled with old garbage, and they reacted strangely to each other in the lonely years, and the smell was comparable to weapons of mass destruction!
After such a moment of effort, Lu Jia's body was already covered with blood. I don't know if it was someone else's or his own. He grabbed Zhou Huaijin, dragged him out of the car, and lifted his arm that was thicker than his leg. Hold his neck: "Run!"
Zhou Huaijin's helmet was knocked on the wrong side, and half of his sight was blocked thickly. He felt like a big-headed mushroom staggered, completely towed away by Lu Jia.
Suddenly, his helmet seemed to be hit by something, as if it was a little stone that collapsed. When he "dang" it, the sound was loud. Zhou Huaijin was fascinated, and the hand on his neck suddenly Under pressure, Shengsheng pushed him half a foot short and rushed into an alley in a concentrated state.
Zhou Huaijin stretched out his hand and touched the cold and sticky hand. Lu Jia's breathing became heavy. He quickly pulled the offset helmet back to its original position. Only then did he discover that the right side of the helmet was covered with hand-piercing cracks. And Lu Jia just put the **** arm around his neck.
Zhou Huaijin suddenly changed color: "Why do they still have guns?"
Lu Jia didn't say a word, his heavy breath was trembling with pain, and he touched his waist with one hand. There was a □□ hanging on his belt, the cold knife handle was in the palm of his hand, and Lu Jia's body was steamed with Bloody sweat.
However, he just touched it, and the next moment, he pushed Zhou Huaijin back abruptly, and picked up the bent iron rod again—a knife is a good knife and a good weapon. He rushed out and stabbed him. It's okay to die a few people, he has this ability, and he has enough anger and blood.
But not, because he is the "administrative director" of the... "What's the Thing Fund".
Although the name of the fund is hardly remembered, he knows what the turnover money is for-it is for people who are scarred and have no way to ask for bread, although there is no cure and spiritually endless Trauma, at least not materially desperate.
Even if he has an eternal long knife in his chest, he can't represent Fei Du to slash people, let alone those poor people who know or don't.
"Run." Lu Jia took a breath and said to Zhou Huaijin, "I'll block you, run out to find the police, and Luo Wenzhou!"
Zhou Huaijin said that this is nonsense. A group of gangsters with knives and guns are in front of them to claim their lives. This Mr. Lu is carrying a smashed iron rod and intends to resist thousands of troops?
"I don't..."
Lu Jia pushed him back and staggered, then swiped a stick out and knocked out a gangster who was catching up. At the same time, as soon as he appeared, there was a sound of "pupu" on the wall next to him. , The bullet bounced around on the wall, dusty. After Lu Jia was forced to retract into the low wall, just as the engine sounded, a motorcycle rammed into his hiding place!
In order to avoid the bullets, Lu Jia happened to be against the corner of the wall. Seeing nowhere to escape, he was about to be squeezed to death by the motorcycle. Suddenly, something came over in the dark and hit the motorcycle. On the front wheel, the high-speed two-wheeler lost its balance, and a forward roll rushed out.
Lu Jia turned back suddenly, and saw that Zhou Huaijin, who had just ran away, went back and forth again. He didn't know where to get a few bricks, threw one out, and he was carrying both of them!
Lu Jia: "I didn't let you..."
"I told Fei Du about everything I knew," Zhou Huaijin said loudly, holding the two bricks next to him, "Even if I die, they can continue to investigate and guess why they want to kill. Me! Who am I afraid of?"
Zhou Huaijin, the gold and the jade watch, the frustration among them.
He is cowardly and incompetent. He has been in a panic for the first half of his life, wandering and shivering all day long.
"It's really useless." He thought, "I'm not afraid of anyone!"
The look on Lu Jia's face is a bit unspeakable, but at this time it was too late to say anything. A louder engine sounded immediately, and other motorcycles followed suit. Zhou Huaijin repeated the same tricks again, but it was a pity that he was not a professional athlete. The flying bricks have misaligned their heads, and there is nothing to do.
He instinctively raised his hand to block the dazzling car lights, and was top-heavy with a passion of blood, and a little sad. Lu Jia wanted him to stay in the hotel honestly, but he couldn’t let go of the mystery. The same Yang Bo's mother and son had to go out to investigate without much effort.
He feels that the matter of cherishing faith is not over yet, he has not yet received the final account.
I’m afraid I’m going to hurt others by throwing myself into the net.
Is Huaixin still watching from the sky? Zhou Huaijin thought, if he was still watching, could he borrow a little luck for the useless eldest brother?
My eldest brother has nothing to do in this life, and probably only depends on luck to make a comeback.
At this moment, a sharp and short police siren sounded out of thin air, and Zhou Huaijin was dumbfounded, thinking it was an auditory hallucination.
Then, the police sirens continued to pant loudly, and the red and blue lights rose and fell in the night sky, rushing to their position and approaching——
Zhou Huaixin’s paintings hung in his shop, and Zhou Huaixin’s name was placed on the shrine in his heart, responding to his desperate prayers.
The half-hearted painter of the little skull professional householder, with his elder brother, has the qualifications as a "belief."
It’s a pity that although the police arrived, the police car was inconvenient to squeeze from the narrow slit like Lu Jia, and could not enter this "gem shui treasure place" for a while. A motorcycle rider issued a sharp whistle and raised his knife. , Quickly solved the fallen companions, did not leave a living, the rest quickly fled along the pre-calculated path-the path was calculated very accurately, if it were not for Lu Jia's unexpected hand-pick, the police It came too fast like opening the hanger again, it was a perfect and calm assassination!
Lu Jia shook. Zhou Huaijin originally wanted to pull him. I don’t know if his hands were too soft or Mr. Lu was overweight and didn’t hold it. The two sat on the ground together, the sound of rapid footsteps came up, a familiar one. The voice asked: "Are you okay, how about people?"
"I guess it was you." Lu Jia grabbed his bleeding arm, and smiled at Luo Wenzhou, who had rushed in. "We will wait for the operator to notify us before dispatching the police. It is estimated that both of our bones are cold." /
"Fei Du's phone has precise positioning of you two," Luo Wenzhou frowned and looked at Lu Jia's wound carefully, "Don't talk nonsense, go to the hospital first."
"Boss," Lang Qiao took a few detectives and turned the corpse around and said, "The few who are left are out of breath."
"Take it away, check the dna and fingerprints." Luo Wenzhou said in a deep voice, and then he didn't know what he remembered, and gave Lu Jia a deep look.
"For proper defense, the knife didn't move." Lu Jia saw what he was worried about, and the old **** smiled on the ground. "I was afraid that you would come by yourself. I didn't expect that you, a great hero, would be behind you. Sneak attack, not too lonely-why, Mr. Fei has an accident, you have not been suspended?"
"I'm not stupid," Luo Wenzhou bent over and framed Lu Jia with Zhou Huaijin, "I am suspended from work, my person is still my person, my words are still good, right, boys?"
Lang Qiao, Xiao Haiyang, Xiaowu, as well as a large group of elites from the criminal investigation team of the city bureau, all on duty and vacation, were all mobilized by him, and there was Tao Ran, who could not reach, talked to him in the communicator. Everyone was with him, Tao Ran said: "After all, you are fed so big."
Lang Qiao said without shame: "Anyway, I am a confidant."
Xiao Haiyang sternly said: "I can't trust others anyway."
"The old face is about to make you red," Luo Wenzhou waved his hand without changing his face. "First, determine the identity of the deceased. It may all have a criminal record. Then, in the name of the city bureau, he will urgently report to the district bureaus, When the police station asked for support and assistance, they said that there was a group of armed robbers running around-glasses and Jiro waited for a meeting, and first took the wounded to the hospital with me. The murder was attempted. I'm afraid they will have other changes. Speed!"
He gave an order to close the scene, and the one called support is called support, and everyone started to act in an orderly manner.
Fei Du didn't know the thrilling period outside. 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 nursing home before I came here," Fei Du shrugged indifferently, "I haven't had time to confirm, why, it seems to be true?"
The investigator watched this Fei Du carefully—he was young and good-looking. He was exquisite from hair to fingernails. The cuffs revealed a mixture of cypress, basil and cedar. Children". The investigator couldn't help but glanced down at Fei Du's basic information. He was a little too young and still a student: "You don't worry about him at all?"
"What are you worried about? Is Fei Chengyu kidnapped?" Fei Du laughed, but his smile did not rise above the cheekbones. "He has been relying on machinery to maintain his basic survival needs for more than three years, and his brain has not recovered. Possibly, you can say that he is a human being, and it’s okay to say that he is a mass of mud. A few years ago, the old people in the company refused to accept me. It’s good to have such a dying "Tai Shanghuang" guarding them, now Fei Cheng Yu is useless. If it is a burden, tie it up. It’s better to tear up the ticket."
The investigator stared into his eyes: "You said Fei Chengyu's brain has no possibility of recovery. Who told you this?"
Fei Du raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "Hospital, can this be made up by me? The second hospital, the fifth hospital, Beiyuan--and the Binhai Nursing Home, you can ask one by one... no , You don’t think that I did something to him for the family property, right?"
The investigator looked solemn.
Fei Du smiled "ha" with a look of disdain to explain--anyway, Fei Chengyu was only eighteen years old when the accident happened. The eighteen-year-old only son, the rich second generation, killed his father and tried to seize the family property. It sounds like an incredible plot of a novel.
The investigator found that Fei Du didn't seem to realize that if Fei Chengyu was really a vegetable, then he was a suspect. He didn't even know why he was called here.
This attitude of ignorance seems to be because he accidentally dismissed the relationship. If this is also a pretense, then this young man's city is too deep.
The investigator cleared his throat: "A few years ago-shortly before your father's car accident, a financial leasing company under your company had a business relationship with'Taihua Digital Technology Co., Ltd.' Do you know this business?"
"I don't know," Fei Du recalled calmly for a moment, without any fluctuations in his eyes. "Before my dad was in the car accident, I was a money-giver, and I didn't mix his work."
"What about after you took over? This should have happened shortly before you took over."
Fei Du looked at him and suddenly smiled.