The high-rise buildings have cold-colored facades, straight up and down, and the halls are often paved with shiny stone bricks, and the front desk and security will pay attention to everyone who steps into them.

The distribution of elevators in one building - the elevators have their own rules, some can not go up, some can not go down, some must distinguish between odd and even floors, and some must be used by swiping a card, they have a set of self-contained rules, often make strangers confused, and then alienate themselves from this small "country" that rejects people.

But the Twin Towers are different, even if it has been renovated several times, it still knows everything to him - he once worked here as an intern for half a year, but he still couldn't stay, and they would rather have an international student from a "prestigious school" who only understands European and American law.

Now, he is no longer what he used to be, those good-looking in-house counsel can only review basic contracts for the first instance, and if they really start a case that requires a very high degree of professionalism, they still have to invite him back as a consultant. In this building, Xiao Zhao, an intern at the time, has become "Teacher Zhao".

But every corridor, every stairwell hidden in the shadows, was still in his heart. Even if there was no power outage, he was sure to avoid the building's surveillance.

It's a pity that the time, place and people are all right, but they are still disrupted.

When he mingled in the crowd, ready to watch a splendid "show" in the "canopy", but was cut off by Fei Du halfway through, he was furious, and almost immediately determined that this was a despicable hype - perhaps to support his fox friends and dogs, or perhaps for some commercial purpose at all.

These men held in his hands an unimaginable amount of property and social resources, even if they were straw bales, and even a simple due diligence report could make them lethargic and yawn - and with the occasional effort of countless professionals, they would be touted as "young talents" at once and for all, pretending to come to an obvious conclusion or two.

A policeman rushed 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 checking the rooftop, there is a certain danger here, can you cooperate?" Thank you, sorry, it's all for everyone's safety......"

The crowd moved slowly, and no one noticed that a man who was white turned and disappeared into the darkness.

The police came to evacuate the crowd, indicating that they were close to finding out that they had already found out that the stupid woman had not jumped off yet.

He didn't know if she was temporarily scared, or if she was blinded by the little white face's inferior performance, but it stands to reason that he had made a plan - there was only one direction on the roof of Block A facing the central square, and he specially manipulated the protective railing, even if she hesitated temporarily, the loose protective fence would help her make a decision.

His arrangement should be foolproof, what happened to him?

He had to go back and see.

He did a simple calculation, played a trick, did not enter Block A, but went around to the end of Block B, sneaked in through the side door of a café at the bottom of the office building, and walked on the emergency channel for express delivery and takeaway errands, all the way to the eighth floor - there is an air corridor between the twin towers, which happens to be connected to the emergency ladder on the eighth floor.

The entrance and exit of the sky corridor are monitored, but it doesn't matter, there is a green wall on one side of the corridor, and there is a gap behind it for one person to pass through, which is a monitoring dead end. Even though he knew that the Twin Towers were dead silent and that the surveillance was useless, he decided to be as cautious as possible.

This blackout was a gift from fate.

He was triumphant, and walked briskly through the wall, not noticing that the wind he had brought with him swayed a wall-climbing plant.

Rows of green walls blocked the camera, and he didn't notice that with the slight tremor of the leaves, the originally lifeless surveillance camera suddenly turned at a very small angle-

Luo Wenzhou came down with the emergency personnel and put Wang Xiujuan in an ambulance. As soon as he turned around, he happened to see Tao Ran and several criminal policemen escorting a man with a delicate face into the police car, and the man who had a relationship with him felt his gaze, and his hateful and angry eyes immediately poked at him.

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

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

The man yelled at him angrily: "I just came back to get a copy of the text, why do you arrest people casually?" Do you have proof? If the police can't solve the case, will they just arrest an innocent person to blame? Let go, you barbarians, you can't afford to crumple my clothes! ”

"Ouch, Jin Gui," Luo Wenzhou said, smoking a cigarette, "I'm scared to death, it seems that the poor ghost has to borrow some money from Father Fei first." ”

Seeing that the man was not forcibly escorted into the police car, Luo Wenzhou reached out and gave him a flying kiss: "Bye-bye." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a hand reached over and unceremoniously took the cigarette from his mouth.

Lang Qiao's makeup had already been spent, revealing the dark circles under her eyes that had been running for most of the night, and there was nothing left on her face except her eyes, she threw the cigarette into the trash can a few steps away, and pointed to the ambulance behind: "You also give it to me!" ”

Luo Wenzhou: "......"

"Look at your red and willow green virtue," Lang Qiao counted angrily, "hurry up and get in the car, stay in the hospital tomorrow, don't come back." ”

Luo Wenzhou sighed: "Girl, before you become an adult, you plan to take away the power of your father?" ”

Lang Qiao smoked and poked him with his pointed fingers: "You ......"

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

Lang Qiao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced up at the "Sky Canopy", the "Sky Canopy" had already played the closing ceremony rehearsal normally, and it entered the end at this time, and the lights were dazzling, but compared with the scene of the police and gangster films, the light show was obviously a little less interesting, and the onlookers were bored to go to the circle of friends to brush up on the topic.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it, ...... are you looking for him" Lang Qiao twisted his neck to look around, and when he turned around, Luo Wenzhou was gone.

Luo Wenzhou casually picked up a coat that he didn't know who put there from a police car, and draped it over his body to cover the bloodstains. Fei Du's phone was connected, but no one answered. Luo Wenzhou then strode towards the economic and trade center, first went to the control room, saw a group of staff members eating supper, and only after asking did he know that Fei Du had left.

He asked Fei Du about his whereabouts, then chased him out, making phone calls as he went, and finally, he faintly heard the bell "Youraisemeup" at the back of the building.

Luo Wenzhou followed the sound and found that there was a small garden, surrounded by shrubs, with several stone tables and chairs in it, and when he looked up, he could see a corner of the "canopy", and there were no street lights.

Fei Du sat on one of the stone piers, not too dirty, he leaned back on the stone table, his mobile phone on the side, like a public stereo.

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

Fei Du didn't bother to pay attention to him, closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Luo Wenzhou stiffened his upper body and sat down a few steps away from him: "Why don't you go and see her?" ”

Fei Du lazily opened his mouth: "Didn't they all come back?" ”

"The killer loosened the roof fence," Mr. Luo said, "and it was almost there." ”

Fei Du knocked on the beat of his hand and paused, opened his eyes to look at him, but happened to meet Luo Wenzhou's gaze.

Luo Wenzhou's face was very haggard, and when he sat down, his back was unnaturally on the floor, and he looked a little half-paralyzed.

But out of nowhere, two clusters of light appeared in his eyes, pulsing slightly, not scorching.

For a moment, Fei Du felt that this relatively familiar man was a little unfamiliar.

Luo Wenzhou's eyebrows are clear and handsome, his figure is still very good, and he doesn't look old, and some people believe him when he says he is thirty, and some people believe him when he is twenty - but Fei Du knows that this is not the case when he is really in his early twenties.

At that time, Luo Wenzhou was a real young master, he was very level, he often spoke wittily, and he was very ruthless, so he was born from the heart, always with a flamboyant and domineering creamy smell.

At this time, his appearance was like a stone sculpture that had been polished by time, the original vague outline became clear, but the soul floating on the surface precipitated, and when seen from a deeper place, it was almost gentle.

Luo Wenzhou changed his sitting posture slightly: "What you just said on the canopy, is it true?" ”

Fei Du raised his eyebrows very indifferently: "Of course not, I'm just confusing myself with her experience and trying to establish an emotional connection with her." ”

Luo Wenzhou hesitated for a moment - he didn't have much experience in talking to Fei Du well, and he always accidentally entered the link of personal attacks on each other, and for a long time, he didn't think about the appropriate wording, so he had to say something as always.

Luo Wenzhou: "I investigated your father back then. ”

This is not new, a woman died at home silently, the only son insisted that she was not a suicide, for the sake of insurance, in addition to forensic evidence, there must be a little investigation of the people around the deceased, so Fei Du looked at him a little impatiently, and wanted him to stop talking nonsense.

"In the process, I found that another group of people were also following and investigating him, and when I got him back and asked, I found that it was a group of unemployed young people who called themselves 'private detectives', you paid for it, right?"

Fei Du's patience came to an end, and he stood up and was about to leave.

"Another time, you were doing your homework at Tao Ran's house, leaving a few pieces of unused calculus paper with indentations on them, and then I scribbled it out with a pencil, and found that it was a copy of your father's itinerary, which was more than two years after your mother's accident, and I thought, have you been watching your father'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, and then your father had an accident......

When Fei Du heard this, his footsteps paused, and he happened to walk 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 the peach blossoms at any time, and couldn't help but sigh - this kid looks really worthy of the audience.

Fei Du bent down slightly, stretched out a finger, put it to his mouth, and whispered to him: "It's probably me, Team Luo, think about it, whether he dies or becomes a vegetative person, I am the only heir to his huge fortune, as long as it is ......"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Wenzhou suddenly forcibly broke the process of pretending, he reached out and grabbed Fei Du's collar, pulled his neck down, and then slapped him on the head.

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

Luo Wenzhou: "I'll talk to you well, why are you so annoying?" ”

Fei Du came back to his senses and angrily pulled his collar back - who the hell was annoying!

As a result, Luo Wenzhou said: "But I suddenly feel that in order to save a woman I don't know, the person who is willing to cut open his chest in front of the public should not be a dangerous person, and I plan to apologize to you for all these years of prejudice and suspicion." ”

Fei Du was stunned, but before his sneer could mature, his neckline suddenly sank down without warning, and Luo Wenzhou fell forward heavily, just pounced on him.

Fei Du suddenly felt that he was wrapped in a hot electric blanket, and after being stunned for a moment, he tentatively stretched out his hand behind his back and touched Luo Wenzhou's forehead, which was hot and almost smoking.

Fei Du pinched the corner of his coat again, lifted it and looked at it, and immediately turned his head after one glance - he wanted to vomit again.

He maintained this strange posture and poked in place for a while, finally calming down his tumbling stomach, and stared at Luo Wenzhou expressionlessly, as if wondering whether this piece of pork belly should be stewed or fried.

Then he felt that this person had rough skin and thick flesh and too old taste, Fei Du snorted in disgust, bent down and gestured a few times, neither wanting to carry him nor holding him, trying to drag his belt to his shoulder, and found that this product was a little heavy.

Fei Du threw Luo Wenzhou, who had fainted, on the stone chair on the side, picked up the mobile phone that was about to run out of battery and dialed Tao Ran's number.

"Hey, 110?" He said in a not very good tone, "I picked up an old man, it seems that he is dying, how can I hand it over?" ”