Silent Reading Chapter 18: Yulian Seventeen

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"Wu...Wu Xuechun?" The smile at the front desk suddenly froze.

Luo Wenzhou looked at her, his sharp gaze opened a gap in the ambiguity that he could just pretend, and he asked in a deep voice: "What?"

The front desk seemed to be stung by his gaze, he involuntarily looked away, and then forcibly forced himself to remain calm, mixed with sugar and smiled at Luo Wenzhou: "No, that's the case. Our waiters here usually With your English name, you suddenly said your real name, but I can’t react to it... Wu Xuechun, Wu Xuechun seems to be'linda', right?"

Even if Luo Wenzhou was in a tiger's den at this time, he couldn't help but owe a word: "Your corporate culture is really foreign."

The eyes at the front desk flickered, and he pushed the photo book into Luo Wenzhou's hands: "Sir, Linda is not feeling well today. Would you like to look at others again? Or did you know her before?"

Luo Wenzhou leaned back and didn't answer. He looked at the girl at the front desk condescendingly for a while, and asked coldly: "Why, do you have to check your account when you order a waiter?"

The front desk quickly apologized in a small voice, and neatly arranged a private room for him, and let him in. I wonder if it was Luo Wenzhou's illusion, and the eyes that fell on him seemed to be more.

When he walked away, the front desk took a sigh of relief, took out a commercial walkie-talkie from the side, and whispered: "The person you are talking about has arrived, in the'Furong City' room."

There was a noise in the intercom, and then a male voice asked: "How many people?"

"Just, just one." The front desk pursed his mouth, with cold sweat on the palms of his hands, almost unable to hold the **** guy, "You guys, can't you let me do this next time, I..."

She didn’t finish her words, and there was a vague voice of cursing on the street: “Mom, just one person. It’s really a long life. I had known that waiting for a sack at the door to go and kill him, Fei What the hell!"

The radio was cut off while cursing.

At this time, a girl in a white dress was pushed in by two people and then pushed in, with the work badge "Linda" hanging on her chest. It was Wu Xuechun.

Wu Xuechun passed the front desk and glanced helplessly at the girl at the front desk. The two looked at each other and then quickly staggered each other.

A few minutes after Luo Wenzhou left, Fei Du was too lazy to eat. He came out from the canteen of the city bureau. When he came out, he just saw He's mother was already awake. A policeman on duty was trying to persuade her to go out and live. Hotel. He mother bulged her eyes, her face was sallow, clutching the corners of her clothes, without saying a word or nodding.

She doesn't understand anything outside, so she is always suspicious of others trying to lie to her, and she is always helpless.

People who live in a relatively closed environment all year round and lack contact with the outside world often have this ignorant timidity and stupidity. For this woman who has been ill for many years, her son is the only reliance, the only protection and connection between her and this bustling world.

Fei Du looked at her through the glass window for a while, thinking she was like a snail without a shell.

He didn't disturb He's mother, and quickly left the city office and went to the West District of the Flower Market.

"Furong City" is a private room in a corner. Luo Wenzhou felt that something was wrong as soon as he came in—because it was not as dark as other private rooms. Mystery.

Just when he was turning around the Hongfu Grand View, Luo Wenzhou discovered that due to construction problems, there were a few unsealed windows at the corners of the building—it seemed that there was one in this private room.

The ktv room did not open the windows, so I used a blackout cloth to glue it on the wallpaper, and sealed it from the room. It may have been over the years, the place was a little off, and a little street light leaked in from the gap.

Luo Wenzhou glanced indifferently, and quickly retracted his gaze. He turned on the music casually, and looked around to the ceiling like a smoke alarm.

Looking at nothing strange, Luo Wenzhou took out the cigarette and ordered one for himself.

He held a lighter in one hand, and naturally brought the fire together in the other. With this action, he spread out a piece of paper hidden in the palm of his hand.

When the girl at the front desk pushed the photo album to him for the second time, she put a note in his palm under the cover of the photo album.

There is a line of handwriting written in a hurry by a ballpoint pen, which says: "Someone is waiting to stop you."

Luo Wenzhou was a little surprised.

Of course he knew that someone was waiting to block him. Chen Zhen called him for help. The other party must have expected him to come. Therefore, Luo Wenzhou deliberately mentioned "Wu Xuechun" at the door, and simply broke in directly. To be both sophisticated and not so smart, he made himself look guarded, but still bewildered.

Those who are hiding behind the scenes will think they have a chance to win, will not jump over the wall in a hurry, and will even deal with him cleverly.

Luo Wenzhou intends to use himself to lure the enemy to go deeper, and then play with the oriole behind.

But he didn't expect that an unknown receptionist would help him secretly.

In this way, arranging him in the "Furong City" private room with dark windows was obviously the girl's hands and feet-in case something happens, the private room has windows and he has a way to escape.

Luo Wenzhou stretched out his hand and twisted his chin, feeling boundless in his heart.

He thought: "It's good to be handsome."

At this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside, Luo Wenzhou put down the lighter quietly, grabbed the note into his palm, and looked up.

A girl in a white dress stood at the door. Her long dyed hair looked a little dim, with extra thick makeup. The girl pursed her lips and smiled at him, then whispered: "Hello sir, I It's linda."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

This person's nose and eyes seemed to be smoothed out and reorganized with cosmetics. He really couldn't see if she was Wu Xuechun himself.

A few waiters followed in and arranged the wine steaks he ordered.

Luo Wenzhou nodded at the girl: "Sit down."

Linda's service spirit is very full. After entering the private room, she will not be idle. While taking the initiative to talk to Luo Wenzhou, she arranged the drinks on the table three times and again. Luo Wenzhou just wanted to play the soot, she already had a lot of eyesight. He held the ashtray in front of him and waited to pick it up, and asked him obediently: "Handsome man, I order so much wine. There must be more guests? Do I need to call more sisters?"

She has a very delicate and sticky tone, but she involuntarily brings out a little nasal sound. When she is closer, she can see that there is a layer of blood in her eyes-it seems that she has just cried, and this face is probably made up to cover the flushing. Nose and eye circles.

Luo Wenzhou paused, lifted her chin gently, and looked left and right, acting like a disciple, but his expression was very stern, as if he planned to see something similar to the **** her ID card from her face. Place. For a while, not knowing what he had learned, and about to retract his hand to speak, Linda suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Luo Wenzhou narrowed his eyes lightly.

Linda used his hand to accept the unaccepted hand, and made a move that can be fake and real, and said, "Handsome man, don't, I'm here today, I can only accompany the drink."

As she said, she fell back softly and weakly, just by turning over a bottle of wine on the coffee table, the bottle was about to fall precariously, and a flash of tension appeared on the girl's thick and colorful face.

Luo Wenzhou suddenly stretched out his hand at that moment, passed her steadily, and took the wine bottle into his hand without spilling a drop.

Linda was stunned.

Luo Wenzhou sighed silently. Of course he guessed that there was a bug in the private room. Not under the coffee table is the sofa base-now it seems that it should be under the coffee table. The girl tried to pretend to be an accident and used the spilled The action of wine destroying the wiretap is too obvious.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at Linda, and said in puns: "Girls should be careful in doing things, and don't get ridiculous."

Linda thought he didn’t understand what he meant, and the city’s not deep face immediately showed anxious expression, but Luo Wenzhou calmly put the wine bottle back in place, asking like a chatter: "How long have you been here? , Do you have a boyfriend?"

Linda looked at him blankly, and replied subconsciously: "More than a year, no."

Luo Wenzhou stared into her eyes: "Have you considered?"

Linda nodded.

"Always consider it," Luo Wenzhou smiled, fingers gently tilted the edge of the coffee table, he lowered his voice and asked, "Are there any boys who play well?"

He has a pair of slender hands. When tapping on the side regularly, he is very eye-catching. Linda glanced instinctively and found that his fingers were not in place when tapping, but up and down, left and right... It seems to be the word "Chen"!

He knows there are surveillance and eavesdropping in this room!

Linda—Wu Xuechun’s eyes were suddenly covered with water vapor. She resisted her emotions and said carefully: "There is...there is one of my neighbors in the past. I was entangled after get off work. He has helped me and has always taken care of me... But what's the use? I am here, and he must hate me very much in his heart."

Luo Wenzhou: "Hate you?"

Wu Xuechun did not say "dislike", but used "hate".

In this sentence, she said her relationship with Chen Zhen, and that she was "the person here", and she did know some internal information about "here", which might be related to Chen Yuan's death.

Luo Wenzhou paused and asked softly, "Is that boy still'local'?"

Wu Xuechun nodded at him: "I have no face to look at him, as long as he is fine, I will be satisfied in my heart."

Luo Wenzhou breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Chen Zhen should have been locked up temporarily. This girl is more clever than he thought.

He leaned slightly behind the sofa and asked, "What does he do?"

Wu Xuechun greeted us and sent her away. She was used to observing words and expressions. He could understand from his slightly relaxed body language that Luo Wenzhou understood her clues just now, and the next sentence seemed to be asking her about Chen Zhenlai's purpose.

Wu Xuechun forcibly restrained his urge to look in the direction of the surveillance camera, organized the language, and said softly: "I don't know, go ahead, I heard that there is a'child' in his family. I ran away from home. I’m looking for it all over the world. I heard that the "child" had been here after school. It seemed that he had a boyfriend who was inconsistent. He even asked me the other day."

"Children are missing," Luo Wenzhou asked, "Why don't you call the police?"

"It's useless, nobody cares." Wu Xuechun heard the word "Jing" stiff, and murmured. Then, remembering something, she added, "The kid wrote a place name in his workbook, and He is very far away near here and asked me about it."

Chen Zhen is here to inquire about the "Golden Triangle Clearance"!

Monitoring and listening devices completely passed the gossip between the two of them to some people's ears.

One of the luxurious private rooms on the second floor was full of alcohol and a strange smell. A few men and women who were obviously delirious next to them took drugs, and in order to get out as quickly as possible, a group of demons danced.

Several men sat in a circle on the sofa, staring at Luo Wenzhou through the lens and earphones, and were the first official captain of the Huacheng District Criminal Investigation Detachment. The few of them were quite calm and didn't follow the drugs. They just drank a little alcohol and ignored the pansi hole behind them.

One of them poked at the screen and said: "This Luo's and that woman's chicks have been crooked for more than ten minutes, why haven't they finished talking?"

The leader of the detachment said calmly: "Did you not see it? He was knocking on the whereabouts of the kid. Now he knows that the man is not dead, so he dare not act rashly."

"How do you know?"

"The kid must have told him nothing," the yellow team took up the strategist. "As long as the surname Luo knows what's going on here, he doesn't dare to break in by himself... When I came back, the woman was really eating inside and out. After a while, I will find a way to deal with her."

"Team Yellow, what do we do with this Luo? Shall we report to the King Bureau tomorrow?"

"Wang Ju? Wang Ju is getting older and his wrists are weak. You tell him today, he might go to the kid’s house with cash tomorrow to ask him to open the internet--even if the surname Luo is sensible, follow us After boarding a boat, the filial piety given to him is indispensable in the future. It will be endless. It is better to have a hundred." The leader of the detachment smiled gloomily. Sensitive, we have to be more calm."

"Do you mean that..."

"Keep the kid surnamed Chen, when the gust passes, use that kid as a bait to hook him out," Team Huang licked his lips, "On the way here, if you happen to meet someone he caught before Criminals are fun. After all, is our industry dangerous—provided that the kid is obedient, has he been shot?"

A person next to him immediately stood up: "After the fight, I'll take a look."

The Huang team raised their heads, with a look of disgust, avoided the delirious entanglement of a drug addict, took a sip of wine, and thought: The so-called "elite" of the city council turned out to be at this level. Before entering the door, he revealed his own stuffing and under their supervision the whole process. It seems that all walks of life are the same. Whether you can climb up is all up to you.

He took a sip of wine with a gloomy face, and looked at Luo Wenzhou, who was still with the pheasant and did not match the signal, and there was an inexplicable cynicism in his heart.

At this moment, the people who had just gone out suddenly rushed in in a panic: "Yellow yellow yellow team, he...he...he..."

The leader of the detachment raised his head impatiently and saw that his subordinates were pale, and his whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning. He said incoherently: "Dead...dead!"

The yellow team frowned: "You **** silly x, you can't speak clearly, what's dead?"

"That...that..." The subordinate pointed to the direction of imprisoning Chen Zhen, his tongue was snapped.

Team Huang reacted suddenly, his scalp exploded, and he stood up from the sofa, slammed the wine glass on the man's face, and roared: "Dead! Who made you move him?" "

The subordinate was crying, with a face of alcohol: "No... no one moved him, so I gave him a shot, just a little amount, a little yellow team, if they hit this group of grandchildren, they must have none of them. The reaction is so little, who would have thought he could die? What the **** is it?"

One-time drug overdose will cause death, but how much is considered an overdose depends on each person. Some people can die from allergies if they eat a peanut and drink milk. Of course, some people will die when they touch a little drug, but they are all a few. In extreme circumstances, no one would have thought that Chen Zhen, a lively young man, was so vulnerable.

The yellow team's mind was "buzzing", and suddenly, he turned his head and stared at Luo Wenzhou in the surveillance, as if talking to himself: "This is a big deal, you have to keep him Next."