Silent Reading Chapter 27: Yulian Twenty-Six

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Those tall buildings have cold-colored façades, and the bodies that go straight up and down are full of oppression. The halls are often covered with stone bricks that can be seen. The front desk and security guards will pay attention to everyone involved.

The distribution of elevators in one building-each elevator has its own rules, some cannot go up, some can't go down, some have to distinguish between odd and even floors, and some can only be used by swiping a card. There is a set of self-contained rules, which often leaves strangers confused, and then feels alienated from this small "country" that is a thousand miles away.

But the Twin Towers is different. Even if it has been renovated and renovated several times, he still knows it well—he used to work as an intern here for half a year, but he still couldn’t stay. They would rather have one who only understands European and American law. The "prestigious" international students of the department.

Now, he is not what he used to be. Those good-looking lawyers can only try basic contracts at the first instance. They really require very professional cases. They still have to invite him back as a consultant. In this building, Xiao Zhao, an intern of the year, has become "Mr. Zhao".

But every long corridor, every stairwell hidden in the dark, is still analyzed in his mind. Even if there is no power outage, he is sure to avoid the surveillance in the building.

It's a pity that the time and place are right and the place is perfect, but it's still disrupted by others.

When he was mixed in the crowd, preparing to watch a gorgeous "performance" on the "sky curtain", but was cut off by Fei Du midway, he was outraged and almost immediately determined that this was a despicable method Taking advantage of the situation to hype--maybe to support his friends, maybe it's just for commercial purposes.

These people control his unimaginable property and social resources. Even if they are all idiots, even an ordinary due diligence report can make them sleepy and yawning—as long as they are in countless majors occasionally With the efforts of people, pretending to make one or two obvious conclusions, they will immediately be touted as "young talents."

A policeman came to maintain order with a few night security guards who came to help temporarily: "Everyone, please don't stay near high-rise buildings. We are still investigating the roof. There is a certain danger here. Can you cooperate? Thank you, sorry, all for your safety..."

The crowd moved slowly in response. No one noticed, a gentle and white man turned and disappeared into the darkness.

The police came to evacuate the crowd here, indicating that they were about to find here, and the stupid woman hadn't jumped off yet.

He didn’t know if she was temporarily frightened, or was blinded by that little white face’s inferior performance. It stands to reason that he had prepared a plan—On the top of Building A, there was only one direction facing the central square, and he was specially on the fence. Even if she hesitated temporarily, the loose protective fence would help her make a decision.

His arrangement should be foolproof. What happened to it?

He must go back and see.

He made a simple calculation, and did not enter Block A. Instead, he went around to Block B. He sneaked in from the side door of a coffee shop at the bottom of the office building. He was familiar with the emergency channel for express delivery and take-out errands. , Ran all the way to the eighth floor-there was an air corridor between the two towers, which happened to be connected to the eighth-floor emergency elevator.

The entrance and exit of the air promenade are monitored, but it does not matter. There is a green wall on one side of the promenade and a gap for one person to pass through at the back, which is a blind spot for monitoring. Even if he knew that the Twin Towers had been shut down due to a power outage, and that all monitoring would be useless, he decided to be as cautious as possible.

This power outage is really a gift from fate.

Satisfied, he walked briskly through the green wall, not paying attention to the wind that he brought up and swaying a piece of climbing plants.

The rows of green walls blocked the camera. He didn't notice that with the slight trembling of the leaves, the lifeless surveillance camera suddenly turned a very small angle——

Luo Wenzhou came down with the emergency personnel and sent Wang Xiujuan to an ambulance. As soon as I turned around, I saw Tao Ran and a few detectives escorting a handsome-faced man into the police car. The man who had a relationship felt his gaze, and his hatred and angry eyes immediately poked at him.

Tao Ran made a gesture at him and raised the evidence bag in his hand, which contained a pair of gloves.

Luo Wenzhou nodded, took a cigarette, and looked up and down the prisoner.

The man yelled at him angrily: "I just came back to get a document. Why do you arrest anyone? Do you have evidence? Do the police arrest an innocent person if they can't solve the case? Let go, you guys. Barbarians, you can't afford to ruin my clothes!"

"Oh, Jingui," Luo Wenzhou said with a cigarette in his mouth, "I was scared to death. It seems that the poor must first borrow some money from Fei's father."

Looking at the man not to be forced into the police car, Luo Wenzhou stretched out his hand and blew him a kiss: "Bye."

The voice faded, and a hand stretched over and unceremoniously took the cigarette from his mouth.

Lang Qiao’s makeup has been spent a long time ago, revealing the dark circles of the eye that have been running around for a long time, so that there is nothing left on her face except for her eyes. She threw the cigarette into the trash can a few steps away and pointed. The ambulance at the back: "You can also go up there!"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

"Look at your red-and-white virtues," Lang Qiao said in an angry tone, "Get in the car and stay in the hospital tomorrow, don't come back."

Luo Wenzhou sighed: "Girls, are you planning to seize the power of your father before you become an adult?"

Lang Qiao Qiqiao made smoke, poke him with a pointed finger: "You..."

"Hey, don't make trouble," Luo Wenzhou interrupted her, "Do you know where Mr. Fei went?"

Lang Qiao was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his head and glanced at "Sky Curtain". The closing ceremony preview had been played normally on "Sky Curtain". At this time, it was coming to an end, the lights were dazzling, but compared with the scene of the just now police film. , The light show was obviously a little bit interesting, and the onlookers were boring to go to the circle of friends to discuss topics.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him, you look for him..." Lang Qiao twisted his neck and looked for it, then turned around, Luo Wenzhou was gone.

Luo Wenzhou picked up a coat that no one had put there from a police car, and put it on his body to cover the blood. The call to Feidu went through, but no one answered. Luo Wenzhou then strode towards the Economic and Trade Center, and went to the control room first, and saw a group of staff members having supper. Only after asking, he knew that Fei Du had left.

He asked about Fei Du's general whereabouts, and then he chased him out, making a phone call as he walked, and finally heard the "up" ringtone vaguely behind the building.

Luo Wenzhou followed the sound and found a small garden there, surrounded by shrubs. There were a few stone tables and chairs in it. He looked up and saw a corner of the "sky curtain" without street lights.

Fei Du sat on one of the stone piers, not too dirty, he leaned against the stone table, his cell phone put aside, like a public speaker.

Luo Wenzhou hung up the phone and walked over: "Let me give you some songs, right?"

Fei Du was too lazy to pay attention to him, closed his eyes, as if he was already asleep.

Luo Wenzhou froze and sat down a few steps away from him: "Why don't you go and see her?"

Fei Du spoke lazily: "Didn't they all come back?"

"The murderer loosened the roof guard railing," Luo Wenzhou said, "just a little bit."

Fei Du slapped his hands to the beat, opened his eyes and looked at him, but he met Luo Wenzhou's gaze.

Luo Wenzhou's face was very haggard. When he sat down, his back was unnaturally on the floor, and he looked a little bit hemiplegic.

But there were two clusters of light reflected in his eyes from nowhere, beating slightly, not scorching.

For a moment, Fei Du felt that this fairly familiar man became a little stranger.

Luo Wenzhou’s eyebrows are clear and handsome, and his figure is still very good. He is not older than he is. He said that he was believed by some people in his 30s, and some people believed that he was probably in his 20s. But Fei Du knew that he was not in his early twenties. Such.

That Hui Luo Wenzhou is a real young master, he is very level, speaks often witty, and is very unrelenting, so he is born from one's heart, always with a domineering buttery taste.

At this moment, his appearance is like a stone sculpture that has been polished by the years. The original vague outline is clear, but the soul floating on the surface has settled down. Seen from a deeper place, it is almost gentle. of.

Luo Wenzhou changed his sitting posture slightly: "What you said on the sky screen just now is true?"

Fei Du raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Of course not, I am just confusing myself with her experience, trying to establish a relationship with her."

Luo Wenzhou hesitated for a moment-he didn't have much experience in speaking with Fei Du, and he always entered the link of personal attacks accidentally. For a long time, he didn't think about the appropriate wording, so he had to do as always. say what.

Luo Wenzhou: "I investigated your dad back then."

This is not new. A woman died silently at home. The only son insisted that she did not commit suicide. To be on the safe side, in addition to forensic evidence, we must also check people around the deceased a little bit, so Fei Duluo I gave him an impatient look, wanting him to stop talking nonsense.

"During this process, I found that another group of people were also following him. They came back and asked, and found out that it was a group of unemployed young people who called themselves'private detectives'. Did you pay for it?"

Fei Du's patience was over, and he stood up and left.

"On another occasion, when you did your homework at Tao Ran's house, you left a few unused calculation papers with indentations on them. Later I painted them out with a pencil and found that it was your father's itinerary. Watch, it was already more than two years after your mother's accident. At that time, I thought, have you been watching your dad's whereabouts for more than two years?" Luo Wenzhou didn't care about his attitude, and said quietly," I once thought this incident was creepy, but then your dad had an accident..."

Hearing this, Fei Du stopped in his footsteps. He just walked to Luo Wenzhou's side and suddenly smiled silently.

He looked down at Luo Wenzhou, his eyes were a little dangerous and asked: "Do you suspect that I did it?"

Luo Wenzhou met his eyes that could fly out of peach blossoms at any time, and couldn't help but feel emotional-this kid looks really worthy of the audience.

Fei Du bends down slightly, stretches out a finger, and puts it to his mouth, whispering to him: "It's probably me, Team Luo, think about it, whether he died, he became a vegetable Fortunately, I am the only heir to his huge wealth, as long as......"

He didn't finish his words, Luo Wenzhou suddenly broke the process of pretending to be forced, he reached out his hand to grab Fei Du's collar, lowered his neck, and then slapped him on the forehead.

The palm of his hand was so hot that Fei Du felt as if he had been hit by a soldering iron, and he took a half step back in astonishment.

Luo Wenzhou: "I'm talking to you, why are you so disgusting?"

Fei Du came back to his senses and angrily pulled back at his collar--who is it that is annoying!

As a result, Luo Wenzhou said in the next sentence: "But I suddenly felt that, in order to save a woman who never knew each other, the person who was willing to open his chest under the public should not be a dangerous person. I intend to do it for these years. I apologize for prejudice and suspicion."

Fei Du was stunned, but before he waited for a sneer to mature, his neckline suddenly sank without warning, and Luo Wenzhou fell forward heavily, just in time for him.

Fei Du suddenly felt that he was wrapped in a hot electric blanket. After a moment, he tentatively reached out and touched Luo Wenzhou's forehead with the back of his hand.

Fei Du squeezed the corner of his coat again, opened it and glanced, and then turned his head immediately after a glance—he wanted to vomit again.

He kept this weird posture and poked in place for a while, and finally calmed down his tumbling stomach, staring at Luo Wenzhou blankly, as if wondering whether this piece of pork belly should be eaten stewed or fried.

Afterwards, I thought that this person was rough and fleshy, and the taste was too old. Fei Du gave a very disgusting "tsk", bent down and made a few gestures, neither wanting to carry him nor holding him, tried Pulling his belt on his shoulders, he found that this product was a bit heavy.

Fei Du threw Luo Wenzhou, who had passed out, on the stone chair aside, picked up the almost dead cell phone and dialed Tao Ran's number.

"Hey, 110?" He said in a bad tone, "I picked up an old man, it seems to be dying, how can I make a father-in-law?"