Silent Reading Chapter 84: Macbeth (25)

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Zheng Kaifeng is a man, bold and greedy, is he willing to die by himself?

But if he was murdered, who installed the bomb in his car?

Since the murderer has the patience to unknowingly install a bomb in his car, why not just be a little bit more surprised, stab him with a knife, or steal a car and hit him with his head?

Why are the recent murderers unable to do their own thing down-to-earth and always want to make big news?

This series of questions, any one, is worthy of repeated consideration.

However, in Fei Du's mind, which seemed to be turning around a mysterious black hole all the time, there seemed to be a big explosion suddenly. All thoughts lost gravity, and the logic box popped up lightly.

Maybe the light reflected on Luo Wenzhou’s pants is just the overlapping light and shadow effect of the flashing police car lights. Or maybe the intense sense of crisis at that moment was just that he himself was suspicious... That oolong joke could be able to entertain Comrade Luo Wenzhou for a lifetime.

However, Fei Du just followed his most instinctual instinct.

Not why.

Luo Wenzhou was knocking on the door of the cargo compartment and Zheng Kaifeng was arrogant, but without warning, Fei Du pounced on the SUV from the side and back. Fei Du buckled the door with one hand and pulled out without looking. Luo Wenzhou couldn't stand firmly, and pushed the person in.

Then he caught a glimpse of sparks suddenly splashing under the cargo compartment.

Fei Du only had time to reflexively buckle the car door in his hand. Before he could completely block the car door in front of him, the huge impact force had already pushed him, and the car door slammed on his back. superior.

After the car accident, Fei Du re-reinforced the car and replaced the glass. It was a good time to toss it again. This was still the first day after the overhaul. The anti-collision effect was good, but he didn't expect to hit the bomb directly this time.

The best car is not a tank after all. The door still failed to withstand the test of the upgrade. The explosion was deformed and the bulletproof glass died. Fei Du’s last consciousness was the arm and shoulder that felt that he was hit by the door. There was pain as if the line was broken, and he didn't even say a word, because his lungs were almost smashed into plastic.

All the motor vehicles in the underground garage shouted in unison, and the sirens hit the roof of the garage, failing to ring through the sky, so they had to reverberate back and forth in the cramped space. The fire spit out a long and sinister tongue, and instantly swept the cargo compartment of the truck. I don't know which car's shattered glass **** fell on the ground like rain, and the cargo compartment door flew out several meters.

Fortunes are like wind, and you just turn around when you talk about it. It took only one week for Mr. Zheng, a well-known overseas Chinese entrepreneur, to a “criminal suspect,” and then to a soft house sparrow in the outer Jiao and Li.

Luo Wenzhou was pushed slightly by Fei Du, and his head hit the steering wheel, almost feeling deaf.

He instinctively caught the person who fell in his arms, but he didn't even realize what was going on. The loud noise around his ears condensed into a slender and long mosquito, and Luo Wenzhou felt that there was something sticky on his hands. Tired of things, he twisted it subconsciously, his wide eyes were still a little dazed, but his limbs were like stringed dolls, awkwardly struggling to move by himself.

Then, the smell of blood, gunpowder, and burnt smell flooded him.

"Fei Du..."

Luo Wenzhou's paused heartbeat was energized for an instant, and it trembled in place at first, then jumped wildly like a rebellion, almost overwhelmed, and was about to explode immediately.

"Fei Du!"

Fei Du's consciousness was floating around, sometimes and sometimes, he became a radio in disrepair.

He can hear the intermittent shouts, he can hear someone calling his name.

But he didn't want to talk to him, he felt a little noisy.

Someone opened his eyes and Fei Du saw the light. It is said that he can find his consciousness by chasing the light. However, he is not very interested in it, so he just looked around. , Indifferent.

The faint light moved further and further away from him. He was swallowed by the boundless darkness behind him, and there was a loud "touch", as if a door was heavily closed--

Fei Du's weak consciousness sank to a deeper place, where he does not care about richness, wisdom, and stupidity, and does not have a complete image. He does not even wear the painted skin he has carefully woven over the years.

He seems to have become a little boy. Because of his short legs, he wanted to run very much. But just as he opened his legs, an unprovoked fear came to his heart. The man was like a huge black shadow, condescendingly from He cast a cold gaze over his head and said very softly: "Dogs like to run around and play, Fei Du, are you a puppy?"

Fei Du was pulled by him ignorantly, and saw a little milk dog. The puppy may have just been born, not as big as a slap, with wet eyes, and he ran towards him writhely. He stretched out his hand, and the puppy awkwardly protruded its round front paws, stood up on his hind legs, grabbed his hand, and carefully smelled it on his cold palm.

He felt unreasonable softness in his heart and stroked the little furry head.

The man next to him sighed in a soft and cold voice: "This child is bleeding with unhealthy blood. It must be corrected."

The little milk dog screamed and was roughly picked up by the hand.

The temperature in Fei Du’s hand suddenly disappeared. Then, a row of cold metal rings fell from the sky and caught his fingers. There was a bunch of thin wires attached to the back of the metal rings. The other end of the thin wires was connected through a complicated device. With a tightened collar, if the thin line is loosened by one millimeter, the collar will be tightened by one centimeter. If the thin line is completely loose, the collar will suffocate his throat.

Fei Du couldn't breathe, and instinctively stretched his arms, fingers clenched tightly together, desperately pulling the thin wire behind the metal ring. The thin thread was stretched to the extreme, and the living collar stuck in his throat was slightly pulled away. A large amount of air suddenly rushed into his trachea, and he coughed violently.

"You have to learn to breathe slowly," the man laughed with satisfaction, "Smart, it seems that you have learned how to not suffocate yourself without being taught."

Then, the scene in front of him changed again. Fei Du was fixed on a chair. Only the fingers covered with metal rings could move his whole body. The pain of suffocation covered him like a cloud, and he was cold.

The man walked over while humming, holding the little puppy in one hand, placing it in Fei Du’s palm, and asking him: "Is it soft?"

Children and small animals seem to be natural friends without having to make friends deliberately. The puppy sniffed the boy's cold fear and tried hard to arch him with his warm head and lick his fingers.

The man laughed again and asked him: "Is it cute?"

Fei Du hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. The next moment, terrible pain came without warning.

The collar on his neck suddenly tightened, the soft touch in his hand, but his throat was caught by the cold iron ring, Fei Du subconsciously tightened his fingers as usual, trying to tighten the few that would relieve him A thin line of pain.

The life-saving air entered his tortured trachea, but at the same time, the puppy let out a scream.

Fei Du suddenly realized that his hand was pinching the puppy's fragile neck, he hurriedly let go, and the collar on his throat became more and more stuck on his neck.

Fei Du struggled desperately, the ropes and metal rings on his body were like devil's vines with life, stalked into his flesh and blood--

Tao Ran held his mobile phone, sweating around the door of the icu ward, and the colleague on the other side quickly said: "Zheng Kaifeng and Yang Bo both died on the spot. The others were all under control and scattered nearby. By the side of the police car, there was a lot of concealment around the explosion. Several people suffered minor injuries. A buddy happened to be smashed by the door of the cargo compartment that flew out. It was a bit unfortunate. Other problems were not big. At that time, it was close to the explosion point. The only closest ones are the boss and..."

What else did the colleague say afterwards, Tao Ran can no longer listen, because a nurse looks like a man poked his head out: "What's this called... Fei Du? Just the one who just sent-where are the family members? ?"

Tao Ran hung up the phone directly: "I am here..."

The nurse asked: "Are you a family member?"

This problem caused Tao Ran to get stuck. He suddenly discovered that Fei Du has no so-called "family". His direct blood relatives have fallen to the ground for more than seven years, and the other has become a vegetable. He lives lively. After many years, he has lived as a polished commander with no roots and no roots.

The nurse just asked casually, not caring about his hesitation at this moment, and quickly said to him: "Just now for unknown reasons, the patient suddenly stopped breathing and heartbeat, and he is now being rescued. Please be prepared."

At that time, Tao Ran felt a cold breath rushing from his chest to the Tianling Gai: "What, wait..."

After the nurse notified, even if the task was completed, time is life, and there was no time to comfort him, so he ran away in a hurry.

Tao Ran subconsciously chased her for two steps, and then remembered that he didn't let the idlers wait in front, so he had to stop at a loss. Only then did he realize that the nurse was just talking about "you", and he snapped. Looking back, he saw Luo Wenzhou standing behind him at some point.

Luo Wenzhou fractured his calf, hit his waist and back twice in a day with a splint, knocked his head too **** the steering wheel, knocked out a concussion, and his whole body was a fresh mummy from head to toe. , Still dizzy, this would only be able to drag a cane against one wall, and didn't know how he jumped from his ward all the way.

Tao Ran hurriedly helped him sit down: "You finished the drip so quickly?"

"Pull it up," Luo Wenzhou said blankly, "I can't die."

On this unlucky Friday night, the sudden bombing made the whole city council busy, and everyone was lacking in skills. Tao Ran was running around between emergency, orthopedics, icu... several places, take care of this I don’t care about that, I sweat more: "What can you do if you spend it here? You can't cure it, and people won't let you visit it. It will be more troublesome if your wounds are infected again later, so don’t hurry back. !"

The hospital is full of all kinds of strange medicine smells, mixed together, bitter and smelly, making people afraid to breathe hard, everyone's footsteps, voices, mobile phone vibrations... to Luo Wenzhou It was all kind of torture. Those sound waves hit his temples as if they were tangible.

Luo Wenzhou was dizzy and nauseous, without saying a word, leaning on the hard and cold chair back with his eyes closed.

Tao Ran: "Hurry up, don't make trouble here, get up, I will carry you back."

Luo Wenzhou shook his head gently: "Someone was waiting outside when others pushed forward. If he doesn't, I'm afraid he won't come back if he is sad."

Tao Ran had to put his ears up to hear what he was saying. It is really difficult to associate Fei Du’s heartless **** with the word "sad", feeling that Luo Wenzhou had knocked his head and said There was nonsense. So he said: "If he still knows who is waiting for him and who didn't wait for him, he won't be pushed here-you go, I just wait here, am I not a human?"

Luo Wenzhou really didn't have the energy to talk to him more, but barely said: "It's not the same."

These friends meet by the water, gather and disperse freely. Even if the friendship has lasted for a long time, people still come and go. After all, they cannot be regarded as the caring that hooks people's souls, but they are still outsiders. Of course, Luo Wenzhou dare not make it by himself. Too much affectionately considers himself a wife, he feels like a moth "watching fire from across the bank". At first, it was because of the little attraction that made him hesitate to flap his wings and flew over the mountains and rivers. , After several twists and turns, it came close.

He just got a glimpse of the spinning picture on the lampshade, just stretched out his tentacles to touch the peculiar group of light...

Tao Ran reacted for half a minute before distinguishing the different meanings from his three words. He couldn't find Beidi for a while before he was silly by the sudden ringing of the phone. , He searched his intestines with difficulty and came out a sentence: "Are you...are you okay?"

Luo Wenzhou waved at him with emotion and anger: "Answer the phone first."

The call was made by Lang Qiao. At first glance, there was an emergency. Tao Ran had to answer. He had to stand up, turn around one step at a time, and walk to the corner.

"Vice Tao, the few confessions captured from the cold chain truck were all private thugs raised by Zheng Kaifeng. The salaries of these people were all punched out from the accounts of a mysterious overseas company. The brothers wanted to follow the vine and thoroughly investigate the mysterious shell company. In addition, through Yang Bo’s information records, we found that he had a conversation with Zheng Kaifeng before his death. Zheng Kaifeng sent him a few photos, which happened to be the ones who were in charge of tracking Yang Bo. Brothers."

The hot sweat on Tao Ran's body was swept away by the wind of Zhongqiu, and it was the icy cold on his chest and back: "I see."

Lang Qiao: "...how is the boss and Mr. Fei?"

Tao Ran looked around from the corner and saw Luo Wenzhou, who was fixed by a splint and bandage, sitting there silently, as if he was about to become one with the wooden chair: "Don't worry, also..."

He didn't finish, Luo Wenzhou suddenly let go of his hand holding the cane, put his elbow on his knee, slowly leaned forward, and buried his head in his palm.