MTL - Silent Reading-Chapter 115 Verkhovinsky (25)

The table was shaken by a Luo Wenzhou from the sky for no reason, and the thin and tall red wine bottle was tragically innocuous. It shook two heads and fell down.

With a strong sweet aroma, it has a powerful crusade, soaking the entire restaurant. The person who made the mind faint had to recover his mind briefly, and started to pick up the mess.

"What about your shoes?" Luo Wenzhou first asked, and then remembered-when Fei Du was dragged back from the porch to the living room, the slippers seemed to be thrown off. He was a little embarrassed, and he waved his hands with a cough and cleaned the glass. Debris, while complaining, "Hide away without shoes ... It's not verbal to say it, just talk on the mouth, nameless, take advantage of me, hooligan."

Fei Du retreated to the corner, glanced over Luo Wenzhou's back, which was tightened because of bending down, and arms around his chest: "I'm not a hooligan, I'm a sadistic son, and maybe he will get sick later You talk to others, do n’t let you and your friends go out alone, and your mobile phone and car are filled with tracking eavesdroppers. If you do n’t know, it will lock you in the basement to prevent people from seeing it. Are you afraid? "

Luo Wenzhou wrapped the broken glass together and wrapped it with tape to form a soft and harmless mass. After listening to these powerful words, he laughed broadly: "Just you? Don't blow it up-go and get a rag." . "

Fei Du stared at him for a while, bypassed the red wine soup in one place, picked up the wipes, and felt that the heart he had just smashed out was so empty, as if a huge rock burst open, countless secretive, oppressive, distorted The thoughts were all like little worms underneath the stones, running away in a chaotic manner, exposing the body that could not see the sun in the light.

Fei Du handed the rag to Luo Wenzhou, but when he reached out to pick it up, he did not let go.

Luo Wenzhou looked up at him, and saw that the light was refracted into Fei Du's glass-like eyes, and it seemed that there was a warm vitality.

Then Fei Du pulled a piece of rag made from broken autumn trousers and finally nodded and admitted: "Well, I like you."

The saobao mountain bike that was blown up around, the old game machine that has been growing up with him, the drawer that once hid a kitten, the kebabs sprinkled with chili noodles, the annual flowers in the cemetery, Numerous taunts of taunting each other ... Nowadays I remember, those old things are like a golden thread worn together, drawing a vague outline from the heavy black mist of memory, following his former and backward.

Luo Wenzhou felt as if he had been waiting for this sentence in his lifetime. The corner of his mouth gave a slight smile with a smile, and then suddenly pulled the rag without a word, flung it to the ground, and extended his arm. Rushing his hands in the sink without rubbing it, he grabbed Fei Du's waist and dragged him away.

It ’s good to be without shoes, so you do n’t have to throw it away again.

As for the restaurant floor full of peach blossoms ... Anyway, the glass **** has been cleaned up, and I'm not afraid that Luo Yijia will step on it, so let's do whatever you want.

Luo Yiguo manages a lot of machines every day. He has to get up three or four times a night. He has to inspect the territory and make up for a supper. The schedule is very busy. Today ’s short sleep is over, and Grandpa Cat just pulled out the door of the second bedroom, and saw that the door of the larger bedroom was half open, and there was still light in it.

His raised ears moved slightly, and he took a small step to check what was happening in the territory, but was fascinated by the strange smell in the restaurant. Luo Yiguo carefully smelled the red liquid on the floor for a few times, and couldn't help licking the sticky claws. Generally cats and dogs have a keen sense of smell and fear of tobacco and alcohol. It was actually a cat drunkard, licked it and found that the taste was quite satisfactory, so he buried his head and tasted it.

Suddenly, he heard someone say "ah" in a short and impatient moment, and then Cat Ye remembered his mission, and he held up his neck with difficulty, and was about to follow the sound. Unexpectedly, when he lifted his leg, he turned into a crutch, left After a few steps, he bumped into the sofa, and couldn't move down.

On Christmas Eve, once a year, old candle wicks are not long enough.

The water vapor absorbed on the glass window condenses quietly in the night, and a white frost blooms.

Fei Du didn't know which soul and which soul was still in the subconscious. He couldn't tell the truth. He awakened him inexplicably in his sleepiness, his consciousness floated again and again, and he returned to his place after shocking, and opened his eyes. But he found that the bedside lamp hadn't turned off yet-Luo Wenzhou was staring at him beside him.

Seeing Fei Du's restless sleep, Luo Wenzhou finally reluctantly turned off the faint light, and kissed him gently on his forehead: "Sleep, I will go back to work overtime tomorrow, you can just rest, don't follow me early. "

"It's just like you can get up early ..." Fei Du thought to himself, this ridicule hadn't had time to speak out, and the drowsiness of returning to him had gently engulfed him again.

He seemed to hear the faint sound of the piano. It seemed that a thin woman was sitting with his back to him, sitting in front of a clear window, and a large area of ​​sunlight fell on her, as if to melt her figure into it. , She skillfully pressed the keys loosely, popping out some rusty tunes.

The next day, the great Luo team really lived up to expectations, and was extremely sad and upset again—because the mobile phone alarm didn't know when it was off, the artificial one didn't call him.

Fei Du has moved the hangover's Luo Yi pot back to the cat's nest, took a dozen wipes to clean the floor and cat's claws, and dressed neatly, flipping the mobile phone news, he was very surprised at yesterday In the evening, I returned: "Don't you let me rest, don't follow me to get up early, and I'm not willing to call you."

Luo Wenzhou held his toothbrush and drew him to the middle finger.

Mr. Fei happily watched how the unspoken man talked, and then drove him to work resentfully.

"Right," Luo Wenzhou sat on the co-driver, swallowed the last bite of eggs, and wiped his hands with a tissue. "I just remembered that the last time the" Photo Book Project "was launched, 13 years ago, that is, Gu In the second year after Zhao's accident, will the album plan be related to him? "

"If Xiao Haiyang is telling the truth, if Gu Zhao was really in the process of tracing Lu Guosheng's problems, then it is very likely." Fei Du said, "'There is more than Lu Guosheng'. It seems to me that it may be He had traced Lu Guosheng's whereabouts and found other wanted criminals in his possible hideout. The 'Louvre' is likely to be a den for them. "

"Well," Luo Wenzhou paused for a while before he said, "I'm just wondering about one thing."

"Ok?"

"In general, except for some very special circumstances, when we go to investigate and obtain evidence, we must have at least another colleague. Tracing the whereabouts of a wanted criminal involves neither insiders nor secrets. If Gu Zhao was framed, why would he be framed alone? "

Didn't anyone tell him before he went to the Louvre that day?

Or did he actually notify someone, but that person betrayed him?

When Luo Wenzhou's eyebrows flashed, his voice turned and he asked, "I haven't asked yet. How did you stop Xiao Haiyang yesterday?"

"I didn't stop him. He wore a bunch of keys around his waist, and his voice was different when walking. I was hearing him coming when I was going out. When your short-talking session started, I saw Xiao Haiyang was He came in with a drop of water on his hand. There was no ten minutes before and after. He wouldn't urinate so often when he was so young? There was no one at the time.

"Where to put the sanitary ware?" Luo Wenzhou stunned-no wonder Xiao Haiyang was unaware, "how do you know his lock screen number?"

"Guess, once someone borrowed his office computer, this is the password he reported," Fei Du said casually. "Xiao Haiyang is a person with a strong sense of mission and a strong dedication, usually using a certain meaning The number is a password, and it is usually a set-like Tao Ran is relatively simple. I guess his password is basically a combination of birthday, name, or phone number; Xiao Qiao returns to work, play to play, and public and private. It ’s very open, so the work computer password and personal password are definitely not the same. I guess her office computer and work account passwords are office house numbers or sirens, or maybe a combination of the two. "

Luo Wenzhou asked curiously: "Then what is my salary card password ... what are you laughing at?"

Fei Du glanced at him: "Why should I guess the password of a bookmark?"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

He somehow felt that when he woke up, the treatment was "once before returning to liberation"! The mixed ball that closed his mouth and damaged him "Sunset Red", "It's better to sell fried dough sticks", "Old Man" has been far apart for a long time, and now he has returned silently!

Sure enough, sweet words and thoughtfulness were pretending to be coaxing, both to slap him!

The streets are full of New Year's atmosphere, and businessmen are rushing to launch promotions. Christmas red and the capitalized "Happy New Year" are flooding the happy city, and the shops "Jingle Bells" and "Happy New Year" The music is sticking to each other regardless of each other. A thin layer of ice on the road has been scavenged by early sanitation workers, and the car line is very brisk-even the overtime on Saturday itself is very painful.

Whether it is overtime content or overtime itself.

Luo Wenzhou had a conversation with Fei Du, but before his smile faded, he saw a middle-aged couple at the door of the office. Looking at the face and dressing, I'm afraid the family is not sturdy. The woman has freckles, a sharp voice, a man who is slightly fat, with some shoulders and necks, and a gray briefcase with a gloomy face.

"No, our children have said that they are nothing. The children in their class don't know anything, they will make rumors by pretending to be rumors. No matter how big a school is, we have no problem with our children and never talk nonsense." Woman The speed of the speech was fast, and the pointed palms continued to push back. "Comrade Police, don't listen to the wind and rain in the future, just call people to ask questions. How bad is the influence in the unit? I do n’t know. I thought what was happening to us! "

Tao Ran quickly chased out: "Can you let the children talk to us ..."

"Not a trip to the Public Security Bureau, but two trips?" The woman's tone rose sharply, causing an echo in the corridor. "That was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, not a thief or a robber. She is still scared and sick. Now, what's the matter, does the public pay? What is this saying! What about your leaders? "

Tao Ran opened his mouth, feeling that he didn't speak well at the back, Lang Qiao would understand, and quickly stepped forward and said, "Sister, do you want her to be checked at the hospital ..."

"What to check? Why check?" The woman seemed to be irritated by her words, with her hands on her hips and a two-foot neck extension, as if ready to grow a hard beak, pecking a hole in Langqiao's head, "You What do you mean? Hey, you are a little girl yourself, why are you spurting your blood? What kind of reputation is spreading out, it ’s not you who dare to love ... "

The man with a somber face pulled her aside: "If you don't have no, don't talk nonsense to them. Be busy, let's go."

During the talk, the middle-aged couple had been rolled out in a gust of wind.

Tao Ran wiped his face, walked helplessly, and gave Luo Wenzhou a spread of his hands: "Seeing no, that's it. Except for indifferent bystanders, the others either simply get a lawyer to come up with you, or that's the attitude."

"This is not the parent of the girl Liang Youjing who took the lead in bullying people. I don't look like a school manager, or who is in their group?"

Tao Ran sighed, "That's Wang Xiao's parents."

Luo Wenzhou was a bit surprised, and then frowned again-why was the victim's parents more anxious than the perpetrators of the violence?

"Wang Xiao's side, the child answered the phone and refused to show up. The parents denied that she had been violated at school, and had just come over in the early morning. Lao Luo, if this is the case, it will be difficult to obtain evidence. "

If it is necessary to whitewash the peace in Yufen Middle School, it can be said that it is a small conflict between students. Without Wang Xiao's account of Xia Xiaonan's being dragged into the boy's bedroom, the city police's intervention is quite weak-beatings I haven't broken you, even if I have broken it, I can't identify the injury now.

Personality insults bad evidence, even if the evidence is solid, you can't take a group of half-old children. At most, criticize education and put those students back where they came from. Maybe the parties have experienced persecution and fear like nothingness, but judging by the legal standards of adults, it is such an understatement.

Now in the collective / aggression incident, the perpetrators made up their minds to shut up together under the custody of the lawyer, but the victim said nothing, and firmly refused to acknowledge what he had suffered.