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Zheng Kaifeng is a man who is 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 ability to unknowingly put a bomb in his car, why not be simpler, just surprise him, stab him to death, or steal the car and crash directly into it?

Why can't the recent murderers do their own thing in a down-to-earth manner, and always want to make a big news?

This series of questions, any of them, is worth pondering repeatedly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

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

Maybe the light reflected on Luo Wenzhou's pants is just the light and shadow effect of the flashing lights of the police car. Or maybe the strong sense of crisis at that moment was just his own suspicion...... Then this oolong joke can entertain Comrade Luo Wenzhou for a lifetime.

But in the midst of lightning, Fei Du just followed his most instinctive intuition.

Nor why.

Luo Wenzhou was originally knocking on the door of the cargo compartment and showing off his power with Zheng Kai, but without warning Fei Du pounced on the SUV from the side and back, Fei Du clasped the door with one hand, pulled it out without looking, and pushed the person in while Luo Wenzhou was not standing firm.

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

Fei Du only had time to reflexively clasp the car door in his hand, and before he could completely block the car door in front of him, the huge impact force had already pushed over, and the car door slammed into his back.

After the accident, Fei Du re-strengthened the whole vehicle, and replaced the glass, so he tossed it again, this is still the first day after the overhaul, the effect of anti-impact is good, but I didn't expect to hit the bomb directly this time.

No matter how good the car is, it is not a tank after all, the door still failed to withstand the test of upgrading, the explosion has been deformed in an instant, and the bulletproof glass has also come to an end, Fei Du's last consciousness is that he felt that his arm and shoulder that were hit by the car door hurt as if a line was broken, and he didn't even say a word, because his lungs were about to be knocked 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 clouds, and had to reverberate back and forth in the cramped space. The fire spat out a sinister long tongue, and in an instant swept through the cargo compartment of the truck, and the shattered glass slag on the car fell to the ground like rain, and the cargo door flew out several meters.

Fortune is like the wind, and it only took one week for Zheng Lao, who responded to every call, to go from a "well-known overseas Chinese entrepreneur", to a "criminal suspect", and then to a sticky sparrow with a scorched outside and tender inside

Luo Wenzhou was pushed lightly and heavily by Fei Du, and the back of his head hit the steering wheel, almost feeling deaf.

He instinctively caught the person who fell in his arms, but he didn't react to what was happening, the loud noise in his ears converged into a thin and long chirp like a mosquito's chirp, Luo Wenzhou felt that there was something sticky on his hands, he subconsciously twisted it, his eyes were wide and a little dazed, but his limbs were like dolls with threads, clumsily struggling to move himself.

Then, the smell of blood, gunsmoke, and burnt paste flooded him.

"Feidu ......"

Luo Wenzhou's paused heartbeat was energized in an instant, first trembling on the spot, and then jumping wildly like a rebellion, almost overwhelmed, and about to explode immediately.

"Feidu!"

Fei Du's consciousness drifted around him, coming and going, and he became a radio in disrepair.

He could hear staccato shouts, he could hear his name being called.

But he didn't want to deal with it, he thought it was a bit noisy.

Someone opened his eyes, and Fei Du saw the light, and it was said that by chasing the light, he could regain his consciousness, but he himself was not too interested in it, so he just looked around, indifferent.

The faint light then moved farther and farther away from him, and he was engulfed in the boundless darkness behind him, and there was a loud "bump" from somewhere, as if a door had been slammed shut.

Fei Du's faint consciousness sank deeper, where he didn't care about rich or poor, he didn't care about wisdom and foolishness, he didn't have a set of images, he didn't even wear the painted skin that he had painstakingly woven over the years.

He seemed to have become a little boy, because of his short legs, so he wanted to run, but as soon as he opened his legs, a fearful unprovoked welled up in his heart, and the man was like a huge black shadow, condescendingly casting a cold gaze from above his head, and said very softly: "Dogs like to run around and play, Feidu, are you a puppy?" ”

Fei Du was pulled by him in a daze, and saw a small milk dog, the puppy may have just been born, not as big as a palm, and its eyes were wet, and it ran towards him writhingly. He reached out, and the puppy clumsily reached out its round front paws, stood up on its hind legs, grabbed his hand, and carefully sniffed it on his cold palm.

He felt a softness in his heart for no reason, and stroked the little fluffy head.

The man next to him sighed in a soft and cold voice: "This child has unhealthy blood on his body, and he needs to be corrected." ”

The little milk dog screamed and was roughly carried away by the hand.

The temperature in Fei Du's hand disappeared suddenly, and then, a row of cold metal rings fell from the sky, encasing his fingers, and behind the metal rings was a cluster of thin wires, and the other end of the thin wire passed through a complex device, connected to a tightened collar, and if the thin wire was loosened for a millimeter, the collar would be tightened by a centimeter, and if the thin wire was completely loose, the collar would be dead to his throat.

Fei Du couldn't breathe, and instinctively stretched his arm hard, his fingers clenched tightly together, desperately pulling at the thin line behind the metal ring. The thin thread stretched to the extreme, and he pulled open the living collar stuck in his throat slightly, and a large amount of air suddenly rushed into his trachea, and he choked violently.

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

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Then, the scene in front of him changed again, Fei Du was fixed to a chair, his whole body was only able to move his fingers with metal rings, the pain of suffocation enveloped him like a cloud, and he was chilled.

The man came over humming a song, held the little puppy in one hand, put it in Fei Du's palm, and asked him, "Is it soft?" ”

Children and small animals seem to be friends by nature, as if they don't have to be friends deliberately, and the puppy sniffs out the boy's cold fear, and tries hard to arch his warm head and lick his fingers.

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

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

The collar around his neck tightened suddenly, his hands were still soft to the touch, but his throat was covered by a cold iron ring, and Fei Du subconsciously tightened his fingers as usual, trying to tighten the few thin threads that could relieve his pain.

Saving air entered his tormented trachea, but at the same time, the puppy let out a terrible scream.

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

Fei Du struggled desperately, and the ropes and metal rings on his body were like devil vines with life, fiercely strangled into his flesh and skin—

Tao Ran held up his mobile phone, sweating around the door of the ICU ward, listening to the colleague on the other end of the phone said quickly: "Zheng Kaifeng and Yang Bo both died on the spot, and the others were scattered on the side of the nearby police car because they were controlled at the time, and there was more or less concealment around them during the explosion, a few people were slightly injured, and a buddy happened to be smashed by the cargo door that flew out, a little unlucky, and the other problems were not big, and only the boss and ...... were closer to the explosion point at that time."

What the colleague said later, Tao Ran couldn't listen anymore, because a nurse-like person poked his head out: "What is this called...... Ferry? The one that was just sent - where's the family? ”

Tao Ran hung up the phone directly: "I'm here, I'm ......"

The nurse asked, "Are you a family member?" ”

This question made Tao Ran stuck, and he suddenly discovered that Fei Du had no so-called "family", his direct blood relative, one of the ashes had fallen to the ground for more than seven years, and the other had become a vegetative person.

The nurse just asked casually, didn't care about his momentary hesitation, and quickly said to him: "Just now, for unknown reasons, the patient's breathing and heartbeat suddenly stopped, and now he is being rescued, you are ready." ”

Tao Ran felt a breath of cool air rush from his chest to Tianling Gai: "What, wait ......"

After the nurse finished informing her, even if she completed the task, time was of the essence, and she ran away again in a hurry.

Tao Ran subconsciously ran after her for two steps, and remembered that he didn't let the idlers wait in front of him, so he had to stop helplessly, and then he realized that the nurse just said "you", and when he turned around, he saw Luo Wenzhou standing behind him at some point.

Luo Wenzhou fractured his lower leg, hit his waist and back twice in one day, and had a splint on his back and head, his head hit the steering wheel too hard, and he had a concussion, and the whole person was a fresh mummy from head to toe, still dizzy, and he could only drag his crutches against the wall on one side, and he 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 out," Luo Wenzhou said expressionlessly, "I can't die."

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On this unfortunate Friday night, the sudden explosion caused the entire city bureau to be busy, and everyone was inactive, and Tao Ran was in the first aid, orthopedics, and ICU...... Running around between several places, taking care of this and not caring about that, sweating even more: "What's the use of you spending here?" You can't cure it, and people won't let you visit it. It will be more troublesome for the wound on your body to re-infect in a while, so don't go back quickly! ”

The hospital was filled with all kinds of strange medicinal smells, mixed together, bitter and smelly, people did not dare to inhale hard, and the footsteps, talking, and mobile phones vibrating of everyone running by...... It was a kind of torture for Luo Wenzhou, and those sound waves were like shapes, hitting his temples one by one.

Luo Wenzhou was so dizzy that he wanted to vomit, but he didn't say anything, and leaned on the hard and cold back of the chair with his eyes closed.

Tao Ran: "Hurry up, don't make a mess here, get up, I'll carry you back." ”

Luo Wenzhou shook his head gently: "When others push in, there are people waiting outside, if he doesn't, I'm afraid he won't come back if he is sad." ”

Tao Ran had to prick up his ears to hear what he said, it was really difficult to associate Fei Du's heartless bastard appearance with the word "sad", and he felt that Luo Wenzhou was stunned and talked nonsense. So he said, "If he could know who was waiting for him and who wasn't, he wouldn't be pushed into here—go away, I'll just wait here, am I not human?" ”

Luo Wenzhou really didn't have the strength to talk to him much, so he only said inaudibly: "It's different." ”

These friends, meet in the water, gather and scatter at will, even if the friendship lasts for a long time, people still come and go, after all, they can't be the one that hooks people's souls, after all, they are still outsiders - of course, Luo Wenzhou didn't dare to be too sentimental to treat himself as an insider, he felt like a moth who "watched the fire from the other side", at first it was because of a little bit of attraction, so he hesitated to flap his wings, wade through mountains and rivers, and only came to the front after several twists and turns.

He had just gotten a glimpse of the swirling image on the lampshade, and he had just reached out his tentacles to touch the strangely colored light......

Tao Ran reacted for half a minute, and then he could discern a different meaning from his three words, and he couldn't find Beidi for a while, and then he was pulled back to his senses by the sudden ringing of the phone, and he struggled to search his intestines and scrape out a sentence: "You...... Are you okay? ”

Luo Wenzhou waved his hand at him inexplicably and angrily: "Answer the phone first." ”

The call was from Lang Qiao, and when he saw that there was an emergency, Tao Ran couldn't help but answer, so he had to stand up, stand up and walk around the corner step by step.

"Deputy Tao, those confessions from the cold chain trucks are all Zheng Kaifeng's private thugs, these people's salaries are all from the accounts of an overseas mysterious company, and the brothers who have been investigated want to follow the vine and thoroughly investigate the mysterious shell company - in addition, through Yang Bo's information records, we found that he talked to Zheng Kaifeng before he died, and Zheng Kaifeng sent him a few photos, which happened to be the brothers who were responsible for keeping an eye on Yang Bo."

The hot sweat on Tao Ran's body was swept away by the mid-autumn wind, and it was the cold and piercing bones on his chest and back: "Got it." ”

Lang Qiao: "...... What happened to the boss and Mr. Fei? ”

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

Before he finished speaking, Luo Wenzhou suddenly let go of the hand holding the cane, propped his elbows on his knees, leaned forward slowly, and buried his head in his palm.