Silent Reading Chapter 182: Fan Wai Three

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Because there is no such thing as "whipping the corpse" in contemporary social penalties, even though Fei Chengyu did a lot of evil in his lifetime, since he has been turned into ashes at this time, he will naturally be free from criminal responsibility.

However, his illegal gains during his lifetime still have to be dealt with.

Fortunately, Fei Du was prepared for this, and the divestiture that should be divested was also cleared up. After all, in his original plan, he didn't design a good ending for himself, so in any case, he had to leave a way for those who followed him. It's just that he has to manage this "back road" himself.

The author has something to say: 　　 In short, he couldn’t be the "daddy" who had been idle and prodigal before. Although Fei Du can make a living with a bite of gruel, he still has to feed a large group of people. Forced to embark on the path of a versatile president, and have to go to work every day.

Luo Wenzhou got a parking space in a neighborhood with tight parking spaces-the parking space was designed to be problematic, and when idlers couldn't stop at all, a homeowner who bought a second-hand house moved in and realized that he was fooled. He turned it around at a low price. Given Luo Wenzhou, Mr. Fei's skills in racing on the mountain that year have finally come into use.

Speaking of which, those days of spending a lot of time, racing and wandering around, seem to have become things in the previous life, but "busy" itself is by no means a pain, as long as you know why you are busy.

Every night, Fei Du can sit on the steps leading to the basement with his laptop and work overtime. It is his fixed seat, full cushions, and a small cup holder. He puts a bowl of rock sugar pear water on his right hand, and a Luo Yiguo on his left—Luo Yiguo sits beside the heat vent of his computer to warm him, holding his front paws and closing his eyes, staring at the screen for a long time. Fei Du could still look up at the beautiful man's resting eyes.

Especially the beautiful guy who should be sweating like rain is consciously handsome, wearing only a pair of loose sports trousers all over his body.

In addition to debris and 28 bicycles, Luo Wenzhou’s basement also has complete home fitness equipment, treadmills, sandbags, Smith racks... everything is available.

He jumped off the conveyor belt of the treadmill that was still rotating under inertia, picked up a towel and drew up a handful of shiny sweat on his body, showing his chest muscles and abdominal muscles brightly lit up to Fei Du's side: "Every day Out of the audience here, didn’t the doctor say that you can do some activities last time?"

Fei Du knocked down the last punctuation mark, sent an email, and said very perfunctorily: "Wait for me to apply for a card."

Luo Wenzhou picked up half a bowl of pear water that he had not had time to drink, and filled them with two mouthfuls, and then he gave a mouthful of white teeth at Fei Du: "What kind of card, so many things at home are not enough? Besides, private teachers can have me. Is such a thoughtful'personal service'?"

Fei Du looked up at the "coach" who was trying to peddle sex, then looked at the home gym in front of him, and reached out his hand with embarrassment: "Look, in the middle of the night, a small dark room with no sun. ……'Then what' is running in place on a uniformly rotating treadmill-don't you think this environment is like a hamster ball?"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Because of his rude words, Mr. Fei was taken away by the hamster on the spot.

Luo Yiguo stood up, his cat's eyes widened in surprise, and then, judging that it might not have been able to fight a rat sperm, it had to chase its tail twice in anguish, and succumbed to death. A lump.

The next day, Fei Du was awakened by the slight knock of Luo Wenzhou's belt buckle. For a moment, he thought he had overslept, and he sat up suddenly...with a soft waist, he fell back.

Luo Wenzhou wrapped the people together in the quilt, kissed him on his hair, and said softly: "It's not time for you to get up. Sleep for a while."

Fei Du discovered that Luo Wenzhou was wearing a uniform today. They are not mandatory to wear uniforms, but today it seems to be attending special events.

Luo Wenzhou: "Look at it, close your eyes."

Fei Du: "Uncle policeman, with your appearance, if you are willing to resign and come to work with us, you can sleep until noon every day."

Luo Wenzhou straightened his collar and said in surprise: "In broad daylight, digging the corner of the Land Bureau, there is a future, young man-but do you know that the Land Bureau has already blackened you?"

Fei Du: "..."

"In fact, he doesn’t know how to block black. He went downstairs to ask Tao Ran and asked you to practice. A middle-aged and elderly man who is over fifty years old and 30 years behind the times has learned something for you. A new skill, baby, is it glorious?"

From the time when Zhang Chunling and Fan Siyuan were arrested and Fei Du almost got off the hook because of a personal risk, the Land Bureau identified him as an unreliable young man. Later, it was discovered that the young man’s circle of friends would be unreliable. It was Luo Wenzhou and their fat cat with a big face and no neck. They were extremely boring.

In the first two days, I finally had a longer piece of content with the title "Invariably Changed". The Land Bureau thought that Mr. Fei had made some high-level comments on the ever-changing market economy, and was about to read it to see when it is appropriate to buy a house for his children. Unexpectedly, he clicked in and found out that it was a summary of "deception" written by this person himself. From the principles to the methodology, he was well-rounded, and it reminded the land bureau of his personal experience of being fooled by him. Suddenly, his anger came from his heart, and he was shielded innocently.

Fei Du said dryly: "That's a shame."

"Yes, his old man will never see the beautiful man living under the filter anymore. I can only get a little tired, and I personally go under his nose a few more times." Luo Wenzhou first turned on the screen and turned to him. After a lap, I looked up at the watch and immediately received a hippie smile, "No, I really have to go."

Fei Du touched on the bedside, touched the pajamas rolled into a ball, and pulled them out and put them on him: "Why is it so early today?"

Luo Wenzhou got serious and straightened his clothes in front of the mirror: "Today is Gu Zhao's death day. To formally posthumous martyrs to him and Xiaowu, there is a ceremony."

Fei Du was taken aback.

The place of the ceremony was the place where Gu Zhao was buried.

The cemetery is remote and small in size. It seems to be built when the cemetery was popular for a while.

In order to sell more money, the distance between the tomb and the tomb is very narrow, like a pigeon cage poked into the ground, between the two rows of tombstones, there is only about one meter wide, barely enough to fit two. A wreath, the place becomes stretched as soon as there are more people to pay tribute to.

Birth cannot live with many people, but death can lively sleep together.

Gu Zhao was buried in this stretched "pigeon cage".

The sun has just risen, and cars parked at the gate of the little-known cemetery.

The long-overdue ceremony was very grand. The three rows before and after the tombstone were full of people, and there was a steady stream of media around the tombstone, and the late cameras couldn't get in.

The Land Bureau is reading a pre-written eulogy.

Xiao Haiyang absently holding the bouquet and standing beside him, his hand covered with damp nutrient mud.

Luo Wenzhou hit him with his elbow: "Lu Ju is almost finished reading. After he finishes reading, go up and present flowers. Don't sleepwalking here. Yancheng TV will scan you with the camera."

Xiao Haiyang came back to his senses. After a glance, he saw a camera facing him as expected. The camera noticed his gaze and smiled at him from a distance, which made Xiao Haiyang suddenly think of an old thing.

It was when he was a child. The school organized a visit to the military camp to show condolences, and selected a group of ball-ball children to perform the "Hundred People" chorus, followed by a local TV station, and it was said that it could be on the evening news. Xiao Haiyang didn't know what **** he stepped on and was selected. Because of his stunted stature, he was placed in the corner of the first row.

For the first time in his life, Xiao Haiyang stood in front of the camera. Although he was only one percent of the chorus and played a small role that could not be smaller, he was able to "on TV" and was not so cynical about that year. For the little boy, it is still worth looking forward to.

He deliberately asked the teacher which day the news would be broadcast, and deliberately ran to Gu Zhao's house during the news that evening, and dragged him to wait and watch. Unfortunately, the report of the entire performance lasted less than one minute, and the majestic "Chapter of Hundreds" only caught one shot, and when he was about to reach him standing in the corner, the shot was cut.

I have been looking forward to "on TV" for a long time, and there is not even a shadow. Xiao Haiyang was extremely disappointed.

Gu Zhao had no choice but to coax, he said: "Look, you are only six and a half years old, and you are almost on TV. When you are seven and a half years old, maybe you will be able to stand in the middle of the TV. Uncle is much stronger. Uncle has never been on TV at such a young age. I guess there won't be much drama in this life..."

Gu Zhao probably didn't expect that one day his portrait would appear in the middle of the lens with Xiao Haiyang.

Once life and death are separated, the honor and disgrace of the world are beyond reach.

After reciting the eulogy of the Land Bureau, Xiao Haiyang stepped forward to present flowers, and then everyone saluted, and the shutter sounded into one, which was a close to this complicated and big case. Only Xiaowu’s mother was standing in the crowd. She shed tears silently. She couldn't help it, so she covered her mouth tightly...because she was afraid that she would make inappropriate grief and disturb the solemnity and sacredness of this place.

"Uncle Gu's pension is unclaimed." Xiao Haiyang stared at the people who left the scene and said almost inaudibly, "He has no family members."

Luo Wenzhou had a pause in his footsteps. He saw Xiao Haiyang like a missing human-shaped balloon, and his whole body collapsed. He didn't seem to feel much happy, but he didn't know what to do.

Xiao Haiyang’s natural cerebellum is not well developed. It is a good material for being a bookworm. When he was a child, his scores in science were average, but his liberal arts were very outstanding. The teacher saw him with a stinky temper and a peculiar bone, and thought he could become a generation of social science talents. I didn't expect him to become a policeman. In addition to taking the civil service exams, when a criminal policeman must not be a waste firewood who has become a dog after chasing the bus, Xiao Haiyang recalled that he felt that he could enter the city bureau all the way by accident, and his luck could not be explained by "metaphysics". , As if it was destined that Gu Zhao would be able to vindicate this year, pushing him all the way and climbing to the ground, hanging the parking space, and came to this end.

For more than ten years, Xiao Haiyang wanted to be a policeman, investigating old cases, and clearing a person of grievances. He never thought about what he was going to do after the investigation. Sometimes, the ending is not a complete relief for people who are still alive. It can only make people wake up from the entangled nightmare, with the possibility of looking forward.

Luo Wenzhou: "Do you want to continue?"

Xiao Haiyang looked at him blankly.

Luo Wenzhou asked again: "Do you have any other plans?"

Xiao Haiyang shook his head silently.

"Team Luo," Lang Qiao walked over with the phone, "I found the nest of the cross-provincial fraud gang, do you catch it?"

Without waiting for Luo Wenzhou to speak, Xiao Haiyang has been very well-trained to sweep away the previous confusion: "Wait, Xiao Qiao, I suspect they have more than one stronghold!"

Luo Wenzhou waved at him: "Say while walking."

While following in the footsteps of Luo Wenzhou, Xiao Haiyang unfolded his "Shadow Mouth", eloquently saying: "I started tracking their crime patterns and behavior patterns last month and found... …"

Go forward, look forward, even if the future is at a loss, even if it's just going on by inertia--

One day, I will find my way in my long footprints.

It just probably takes a little patience.