MTL - Silent Reading-Chapter 182 Extra three

Because there is no such thing as "whipping the body" in the punishment of contemporary society, despite Fei Chengyu's misdeeds during his lifetime, now that he has turned into ashes, he is naturally exempt from criminal responsibility.

However, his illegal income during his lifetime must be dealt with.

Fortunately, Feidu had already prepared for this. The stripping and stripping should be cleared up. After all, in his original plan, he didn't design a good end for himself, so in any case, he has to leave a good trail for those who follow him. It's just that he is going to run the "back road" himself.

The author has something to say: In short, he could not be regarded as the "lost trouser brother" who had been idle and lost. Although Fe Du himself could make a living with a bite of porridge, he had to feed a large group of people and had to be forced Embarked on the road of president of Nichiri, and had to go to work every day.

Luo Wenzhou got a parking space in the neighborhood where the parking space is tight-the parking space was designed badly, and the idler couldn't stop at all. A homeowner who bought a second-hand house moved in before he knew he was fooled. He transferred it to Luo Wenzhou at a very low price. Finally, Fei's technique of practicing drag racing in the mountains finally had its place.

Having said that, those days of drunkenness and drag racing seem to have become a thing of my life, but "busy" itself is by no means a pain, as long as you know why you are busy.

Every night, Fei Du can hold a notebook and sit on the steps leading to the basement to work overtime. That is his fixed seat, cushions and cushions, and a small cup holder. He put a bowl of rock sugar pear water on the right hand side, and a Luo Yi pot on the left hand side-Luo Yi pot stood next to the vent hole of his computer, warming, holding his front paws and closing his eyes to keep his eyes closed-staring at the screen for a long time, Fei Du can also look up and take a look at the rest of his eyes.

In particular, the sweaty beautiful man was consciously handsome, wearing only a pair of loose sports trousers.

In the basement of Luo Wenzhou, in addition to sundries and 28 bicycles, there are complete home fitness equipment, treadmills, sandbags, Smith racks ... all available.

He jumped off the treadmill belt that was still rotating under inertia, raised a towel, and drew a dazzling sweat on his body. The brightly-defined chest and abs muscles slipped to Fei Du's exhibition: "Every day in this spot Outside audience, did the doctor say last time that you could do proper activities? "

Fei Du struck the last punctuation mark, sent an email, and said perfunctoryly, "Wait for me to get a card."

Luo Wenzhou picked up a half-bowl of pear water that he hadn't had time to drink, drank two mouthfuls, and rushed out to spit out a white tooth: "What card do I have so many things at home are not enough to play? Besides, personal education can have me so thoughtful 'Personal service'? "

Fei Du looked up at the "coach" who was trying to sell **, and looked at the home gym in front of him. He stretched out his hand and said indifferently: "Look, it's deeper in the middle of the night, the little dark room that doesn't see the sun, one ... ' So what's running on a treadmill that spins at a constant speed-don't you think this environment is like a hamster ball? "

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Because of his bad words, Fei was always taken away by the hamster on the spot.

Luo Yiguo stood up, widening his cat's eyes wide. Then, he judged that he might not fight the mouse, and had to chase his tail twice in distress, and persuaded him into a ball.

The next day, Fei Du was awakened by the slight bumping sound of Luo Wenzhou's belt buckle. He thought for a moment that he had overslept, and sat up suddenly ... his waist softened and fell back.

Luo Wenzhou was wrapped in quilts again, kissed him in the hair, and said softly, "It's not time for you to get up, sleep again."

Fei Du found out that Luo Wenzhou was wearing a uniform today. They usually do not require uniforms, and today it appears that they are attending special events.

Luo Wenzhou: "Also watch, close your eyes."

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

Luo Wenzhou, with a full collar, said in amazement: "Under the broad daylight, digging the corner of the land bureau, there is a future, young man-but do you know that the land bureau has blacked you out?"

Fei Du: "..."

"In fact, he will not pull the black, he went downstairs to ask Tao Ran to ask, and after you ask it, you will practice it. A middle-aged and elderly man who is over fifty years old and thirty years behind, has specially learned a new skill for you. , Baby, is it glorious? "

From the arrest of Zhang Chunling and Fan Siyuan, and Fei Du was almost guilty of committing a crime, the Lu Bureau identified him as an unreliable young man. Later, he also discovered that the young man's circle of friends would be frustrated. The fat cats with big necks at their homes are extremely boring.

In the last two days, there was a longer piece of content, and the title was "Keeping Changing". The Lu Bureau also thought that Fei had published a high opinion on the fast-changing market economy. I was thinking of reading it to see when it was appropriate to buy a house for my child. Unexpectedly, I went in and found that it was a summary of "scamming" written by the person himself. Everything from principles to methodologies is well-informed, making Lu Bureau think of his own personal experience of being flickered by him. Suddenly angry from the heart, he blocked him blindly.

Feidu said dryly, "That's a shame."

"Yeah, his old man can no longer see the beautiful man living under the filter. I can only be a bit tired, and I can go under his eyelids a few more times." Luo Wenzhou opened the screen and turned him around, Looking up at his watch, he immediately accepted the hippie smile, "No, I really have to go."

Fei Du touched the bed, felt the pajamas rolled up, and pulled it out and put it on his body: "Why so early today?"

Luo Wenzhou came down serious and straightened his dress in front of the mirror: "Today is Gu Zhaoji's day. I want to officially give him and Xiaowu their posthumous martyrs. There is a ceremony."

Fei Du for a moment.

The ceremony took place at Gu Zhao's burial place.

The cemetery is remote and the area is not large. It seems that it was 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. There is only a one meter wide gap between the two rows of tombstones, barely enough to put two wreaths. With more people hanging, the place stretched.

Life can't live with many people, but death can lively and lively.

Gu Zhao was buried in this stretched "dove."

The sun had just risen, and the unknown little cemetery park was full of cars.

The belated ceremony was very grand. The three rows before and after the tombstone were full of people, and there was a steady stream of media from the outside. The late footage could not be squeezed in.

The Lu Bureau is reading a pre-written eulogy.

Xiao Haiyang was holding the bouquet absently, standing beside him, and the wet nutrient mud touched his hand.

Luo Wenzhou rubbed him with his elbow: "The Lu Bureau is about to finish reading, and after you finish reading, you can go up and present flowers. Don't sleepwalk here,‘ Yancheng Satellite TV ’will scan you with the lens.”

Xiao Haiyang looked back, Yu Guang glanced, and sure enough he saw a camera facing him. The camera noticed his gaze and smiled at him from a distance. Xiao Haiyang suddenly remembered an old thing.

That was when he was a kid, the school organized a sympathy performance at a military camp, and picked up a bunch of children to perform a "hundred" chorus. It was reported by a local TV station that it was said to be able to make evening news. Xiao Haiyang didn't know what kind of **** he stepped on and was selected. Due to his small stunt, he was placed in the corner of the first row.

For the first time in his life, Xiao Haiyang stood under the camera for the first time. Although he was only one hundredth of the chorus, he played a small role that couldn't be smaller, but was able to "on TV". That said, it is still worth looking forward to.

He deliberately inquired with the teacher on which day the news will be broadcast, and ran to Gu Zhao's house during the evening news that day, and asked him to wait and see. Unfortunately, the entire performance was reported in less than a minute, and the huge "hundreds of people chorus" only caught one shot. When the shot was about to reach him in the corner, the shot was cut.

I have been waiting for a long time to "on TV". There is not even a shadow. Xiao Haiyang is so disappointed that the more he tries to get more wronged, the more he squatts in Gu Zhao's living room and weeps.

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 can stand in the middle of the TV, much better than your uncle. Now, my uncle hasn't been on TV at such an old age, and I don't think there will be any drama in this life ... "

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

Once life and death are separated, the glory and shame of the human world are beyond reach.

After the Lu Bureau's eulogy was finished, Xiao Haiyang stepped forward to present the flowers, then saluted the whole, and the shutter sounded into a piece. It was a stop for this intricate large case. Only Xiao Wu's mother stood in the crowd and silently She shed tears, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth tightly ... because she was afraid that she would make an inappropriate sorrow and disturb the solemnity and sacredness here and now.

"No one receives Uncle Gu's pension." Xiao Haiyang said, observing the crowd leaving the room, "he has no family members."

Luo Wenzhou stepped forward. He saw Xiao Haiyang as a leaked humanoid balloon, and the whole person collapsed. He didn't seem to be very happy, but was at a loss.

Xiao Haiyang was born with a poorly developed cerebellum. It is a good material for nerds. When he was a kid, his grades in science were average, but the liberal arts were very outstanding. The teacher saw that he had a bad temper and thought that he could be a generation of social science talents. He actually went to be a police officer. When the criminal police had to take the civil service exam, of course, it could not be the waste wood that was chased by dogs after chasing the bus. Xiao Haiyang recalled that he felt that he could enter the city bureau all the way, and luck could not be explained by "metaphysics". As if it was destined Gu Zhao to be injustice Zhao Xue in this year, pushing him rolling all the way and then climbing the car parking space, to this end.

For more than ten years, Xiao Haiyang just wanted to be a police officer, investigate old cases and clean up grievances for a person. He never thought about what he would do after the investigation. Sometimes, the ending is not a one-hundred release for those who are still alive. It can only make people wake up from the lingering nightmare and the possibility to look 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 in silence.

"Luo," Lang Qiao walked over with a phone call. "The nest of the cross-province scam gang was found, got caught?"

Before Luo Wenzhou spoke, Xiao Haiyang was very trained to clear the confusion before: "Wait, sister, I suspect they have more than one stronghold!"

Luo Wenzhou waved at him: "Walking and talking."

Xiao Haiyang, while keeping up with Luo Wenzhou's footsteps, opened his "shadow without mouth", eloquently saying: "I started tracking their crimes and behavior patterns last month and found ..."

Go forward, look forward, even if the future is confused, even if you just continue to move forward by inertia-

One day, you will find your way in your long footprints.

It just takes a little patience.