Silent Reading Chapter 19: Yulian eighteen

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A circle of sober people listened to these amazing words, and they all looked at the yellow team dumbfounded.

The yellow team ignored no one, bowed their heads anxiously and went around the room a few times.

At this moment, someone whispered: "That's from the city council..."

These people are negligent of their duties, swindling the law, covering up crimes, and taking stolen money from them. Of course, their hands are not clean, but it is one thing to shut up with the money, and it is another thing to kill people by themselves. Most people have not even been involved in any specific affairs. They just have to open one eye and close one eye and wait to get the hush money. Usually it is still time to go to work, receive wages and receive wages, at best, have more gray income, and occasionally go to some "entertainment places." "In social entertainment, no one thinks they are wicked people--not to mention that they are deeply influenced by Wang Hongliang's Three Views, and they also agree that it is enough to kill a few pheasants and little hooligans, and start with their counterparts? That's too much.

A pair of naked eyes are born under the forehead. When looking up or down, you often feel that you are seeing people.

When I look down, I often feel that what I see is an animal or a livestock—those who are powerless, go with the crowd, struggle for survival, the old, the weak, and the sick, and most of them fall into this category.

People look at animals and think that they also know food and clothing, but that's all, so they die. After all, the idiom only says that "the life of man is at stake", and other destinies won't interfere with God's affairs.

The death of Chen Zhen was an accidental mistake, and the death of Luo Wenzhou was a big deal. Everyone was more or less a little bit of this mentality. Only Captain Huang, who was brave, was actually a person.

"Yellow team, this is not good, this is really not good." Another person said, "If you want me to say, whoever dies will die, let's deal with the corpse, then Luo Wenzhou will live and see no people or corpses. , What else can he do?"

"How? He knew that kid was missing here," the yellow team's teeth were tense, and what he said seemed to burst out of his teeth, "Today he returned without success, tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? You don’t do anything else every day, and stay here 24 hours a day to wait for him? Can you guarantee that the people in this place are strict? Business is business, and now it’s killing people, let alone him, today Even if you tell the king bureau about this matter, the king bureau may not be willing to protect you!"

The man opened his mouth dumbly: "This... is his own..."

"The one you are afraid of is your mother! On the night of the 20th, why would a dead person appear in'that place' inexplicably? You were all there at the time, who saw it? Even if it was the **** who killed and threw the body, How could it be so coincidental that you just threw the corpse there? Just like...just like "marking" us!" The yellow team shivered alive when he said to himself, he swallowed hard, "and just now That kid, inexplicably came out to inquire about'that place', who of you guys will tell me how did he know? If it happened to be heard by surveillance, or if I happened to be there, tomorrow the handcuffs in your pockets might still be handcuffed to whom Hand! When and how did a little kid who drove a black lease got on the Criminal Investigation Team of the Listing Bureau, huh? Do you know? Don’t know, you **** know what a shit!"

I don't know who stopped the music in the room, those who have taken drugs are still confused, but those who are awake are silent.

"There must be a connection between '520' and today's matter, and there must be a ghost among us." The yellow team stared at the monitoring screen, took a deep breath, and said every word, "I wanted to hold back The kid surnamed Chen, give him some'sweetness', what will come out of him... Forget it, if you get to this point, you have to be simple and rude. Just say, dare you?"

No one answered at first.

The yellow team sighed heavily: "Okay, you trash, what do you love, go out and surrender now, go, maybe you can make a sigh of relief."

At this time, the one who was splashed with alcohol on his face just opened his mouth: "I made the injection on that kid."

The Yellow team turned around and stared at him sideways.

"I, I...I do it!"

"You shot the needle. Who did you do with that kid at the time? When he ran out in a panic, who was it that dazzled him by hiding with a stick?" The yellow team pulled it inconspicuously. I clicked the corner of his mouth and glanced over a group of people, "Who is the one who tied the person? Who is the gatekeeper... Oh, speaking of the gatekeeper, I want to ask, Xiao Song said that he only hit a little, why? People die, eh?"

Several people lowered their heads one by one, and said nothing.

"If you think you have nothing to do, you can leave," the yellow team smiled slightly, "just keep your mouth under control after going out."

Everyone has a long mouth, and anyone with a long mouth is a potential ghost as long as they get out of this door.

No one wants to admit that he is an "inner ghost" in front of such cruel people.

Finally, no one said anything.

"Be careful when you do it." Team Huang said blankly, "Team Luo was unfortunately hit by a crazy drug addict and died while investigating the ‘520’ homicide in the Western District."

Luo Wenzhou glanced at his watch. At this time, it had been more than 20 minutes since he called for foreign aid. The heavy soundproofing material could not stop the music like the house demolition next door. He sat opposite a girl with a poor job. Next to him is a table of drinks that cost him most of his salary.

I don’t know if the air conditioner in the room is too cold, and a small yin wind blowing from some place swept his neck. Luo Wenzhou suddenly had a bad feeling for no reason, so he picked up the heavy ashtray on the table. Looking at it in his hand, he said to Wu Xuechun: "I think you are not too old. You can't do something, do you want to change?"

Wu Xuechun shook her head, did not make a sound, just lifted up the long sleeves of the dress to show him, there were a few needles on her thin arms, and bruises caused by improper injection techniques. She was very pale, and the bruises grew worse. Shocking and hard to return.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

In this kind of occasion, it seems that he should say a few words of comfort and encouragement like a big brother, which is more in line with social etiquette, but some situations are cruel and unusual. If he moves in a different place, Luo Wenzhou will consciously be unable to do better. The clever choice of others, saying those words, is like saying "drink more water" to a terminally ill patient. It is too much to stand and talk.

He was speechless, so he had to shut up.

At this moment, the "Demolition of the Wall Heavy Metal" next door happened to play between the two songs, and there was a slight pause. Luo Wenzhou's regained ears suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside.

Before he had time to think, he had already reacted subconsciously and blurted out and asked Wu Xuechun: "Where is Chen Zhen?"

Wu Xuechun was stupid by his sudden question, and then blurted out: "In the storage room on the west side of the second floor."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Wenzhou dragged her whole person up with one hand. Luo Wenzhou slammed her toward the window: "Run."

Wu Xuechun took a few steps back and was smashed by her high heels. Until then, she was still a little confused, hesitantly holding the wall to her feet, she said: "I..."

She was going to say "I'm fine, I'm their people, they won't do anything to me", but this long sentence has not yet started, and Luo Wenzhou has been interrupted involuntarily: "Let you run and run, Take off your shoes, don’t talk nonsense."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the private room was kicked open. A few young people with red and willow green broke in without saying a word, bringing a strong smell of alcohol and a special smell. After coming in, there was no sound. Yeah, he moved his hand directly.

Luo Wenzhou picked up the luxurious ashtray from the table with his hand, and at the same time the corner of his eyes flashed with bright light, he reached out to block the ashtray forward, and the metal slashed through the glass with a sound of a watermelon knife. It happened to be stuck at the bottom of the ashtray, and then slid out.

Luo Wenzhou buckled the ashtray down and hit the man's wrist fiercely, pressed his arm back, and raised his knee to the lower abdomen of the man with the knife.

The bile of the knife-bearer was almost beaten by him. The watermelon knife immediately let go. Luo Wenzhou snatched the knife away. He smashed his yellow hair and slammed against the wall next to him. One short, he avoided the other and rushed over. His thugs, took a bottle from the table and I don't know if it was a real Remy Horse, and the round and round bottle like a big cake pan patted the opponent's forehead.

These thugs are all gangsters who have been found from nowhere. They have a face like a living ghost, and they have been exposed to poison. Luo Wenzhou has rich experience in street fights, young and strong, and exercises regularly. He wants pancakes and fruits every day. An extra egg was added, so this group of addicts was cleaned up with great disparity.

He glanced back and found that Wu Xuechun was yelled by him in order to listen to what he was saying. He took off his shoes and ran from the window, so he took a deep breath and hurried to the storage room on the second floor-why the calm and the waves have been so long , Suddenly attacked him?

At this time, he couldn't think about it anymore, and he jumped up to the second floor a few steps, a heavy anxiety filled his heart, an unreasonable thought suddenly passed through his chest, he thought: Is Chen Zhen what happened? Something?

The little hooligans who were overturned by him in the back called for their friends and tried to catch up with their friends. A waiter who delivered drinks screamed in fright and pressed against the wall. Luo Wenzhou pushed him away and saw the storage. Interval sign: A mottled sign that says "Stop for non-employees."

Luo Wenzhou stepped back and kicked on the door. The wooden door shook back and his calf hurt. He immediately changed his leg and kicked it up again. This time his calf crossed the door. He knocked a hole in the door.

Luo Wenzhou pushed the door abruptly and saw a person lying motionless inside: "Chen Zhen!"

He wanted to step up to check, but his legs were a little numb, which blocked him for a moment. And in this moment, the brain that was overheated because of the big fight slowly cooled down with his calm breathing, Luo Wenzhou suddenly reacted-no, he so bluntly asked Wu Xuechun where Chen Zhen was being held. Someone must be watching behind the surveillance, why didn't they transfer Chen Zhen away?

This thought flashed past, Luo Wenzhou stepped back without thinking, and at the same time, the person who was lying on the ground jumped up without warning, and stabbed Luo Wenzhou on the side of the neck. Luo Wenzhou was on guard. In the opened state, he took the captured watermelon knife at the moment, did not remove the man's wrist, grabbed the man's shoulder, and slammed him against the shelf on the side.

The other party is also very experienced. He shrank his shoulders and relieved the strength of the impact. With the rebound of the impact, he slammed into Luo Wenzhou's ribs with a punch. Luo Wenzhou didn't come up in a breath, the knife almost got out of his hand, and he dodged the opponent dangerously. He grabbed the man's arm and turned a half circle, and stepped on the man's knee.

The man knelt down with a scream, and Luo Wenzhou finally saw through the dim light at the door who was carrying. He didn't know the name of this person, but he had seen him saddled by Wang Hongliang.

Luo Wenzhou squeezed his hair and forced him to raise his head; "Where is Chen Zhen?"

The one who was kicked on his knees--it was the yellow team, staring at Luo Wenzhou with hanging eyes. He didn't know any repentance. Instead, he smiled gently: "Waiting for you in front."

Luo Wenzhou understood the implication of this sentence, his pupils shrank suddenly, and at the same time, there was a wind sound behind him, Luo Wenzhou instinctively turned sideways, raised his arms to cover his head and face, only hearing a "crash" sound, a bottle Jiu and Luo Wenzhou's left arm were almost injured, and the people waiting for the attack swarmed up behind them. Some with knives, wine bottles, and sticks and iron locks greeted him with head and face.

Luo Wenzhou dodged awkwardly from left to right, and his body quickly became colorful.

When he left, he actually applied for a gun, but his life was hanging by a thread, so he dared not take it out—because he was not sure that Wang Hongliang, these dog-legs, would honestly abide by the "five prohibitions." These people are now They thought he was defenseless and could solve it with cold weapons, and they didn't want to make a big noise in the downtown area, so they were willing to accompany him.

He is alone, and it is better to work with people than to use a gun. Besides, there is a busy city not far from Hongfu Grand View. There is a fire accident in the chaos, and the problem is serious.

At this moment, a sharp police sirens suddenly sounded, and a group of people froze at the same time, but Luo Wenzhou reacted extremely quickly and raised his hand to hold the face of a dog in the way, shining on his nose Cartilage struck from bottom to top, then quickly flashed a knife and kick, and jumped into the corridor in two steps-he knew that the siren must be fake, and the road to the west was not easy to walk, less than half an hour, he The support called can't come so fast.

Luo Wenzhou didn't take the stairs, fearing that there would be an ambush, he rushed into the bathroom at the corner, opened the window and jumped down.

At this time, he was slashed in the back, leaving big and small cuts and bruises. Needless to say, his left forearm was a bit unable to lift up. I don’t know if it was a fracture. Two hours ago, he The murderer of the "520" case was still planning to bite Zhang Donglai's hook, and he leisurely "feeding the cat" in the cafeteria, but he did not expect to wear it in an action movie two hours later.

Life circumstances are as impermanent as Luo Yiguo.

Suddenly, someone behind him called him: "Brother, here!"

Luo Wenzhou turned his head and saw Wu Xuechun, who was barefoot, beckoning him desperately. Luo Wenzhou's scalp exploded: "Didn't you let you run, why are you still here?"

"I threw the alarm just now," Wu Xuechun said, "You are unfamiliar, I will take you out, did you find Chen Zhen?"

Luo Wenzhou has not had time to reply, and the chase has arrived: "Where are you, catch him!"

Luo Wenzhou pulled Wu Xuechun up and came to a low wall behind Hongfu Grand View amidst her incoherent voices. Fortunately, Wu Xuechun was slender. Luo Wenzhou sent her up one by one with both hands. The wall, then turned over by himself neatly.

When he landed, the left arm used by his forcible action unceremoniously changed from a dull pain of numbness to a heart-wrenching pain. Luo Wenzhou frowned and let out a light "hiss". The cool breeze in the evening blew blood on his back. The soaked shirt is simply chilling.

Wu Xuechun used the street lamp to see his blood-stained risk. She was frightened and almost screamed.

Luo Wenzhou: "Where are you going?"

Wu Xuechun shivered and pointed him a direction, and the next moment he was dragged up by the man and ran wildly.

"It's okay," Luo Wenzhou comforted her casually, "I haven't broken the picture again."

Wu Xuechun: "..."

The two people crossed several small roads and saw the avenue after turning around. Luo Wenzhou let go of his tight heart and said to the breathless Wu Xuechun: "You will come back to the game with me first. Then..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

On both sides of the road, the original lively stalls flashed up to eight feet away. Pedestrians even dodged. Several "sudden" motorbikes were blocked at the intersection, waiting for him for a long time.

Luo Wenzhou Yu Guang glanced at his watch--calculate the time, and after a while, the foreign aid is almost time to arrive.

So he hid Wu Xuechun behind him, and smiled smoothly at the motorcycle headed by him: "Dude, don’t you misunderstand me a little bit, let’s talk?"

Who knows that the leader did not have the problem of "the villain died of talking too much". He shot cold eyes from the helmet and fixed Luo Wenzhou. Then he squeezed the accelerator suddenly, and the motorcycle jumped directly on the spot. Get up and bump into them.

Luo Wenzhou had no choice but to grasp the squeeze in his pocket.

Just before he took the gun out, suddenly, a car engine roared louder than the "burst" of a motorcycle.

The motorcycles did not expect that there would still be a brain-disabled racing madness in this place. They dodged in a hurry and were rushed to the ground in an instant. A bright and colorful sports car appeared out of thin air like a lightning, and a skilled man in the same place Drifting, it happened to hit the rear wheel of the moving motorcycle, and the motorcycle flew directly out of the air together with the people.

The half-fallen car window showed a profile face blocked by long hair. The visitor did not look at Luo Wenzhou, but said briefly: "Get in the car."