【Three Graves 05.01】

It's also a coincidence.

When the torturer handed out the room card, Zheng Dongdong happened to walk to Lin Chen's side, and beside him, he was so immortal, and he was followed by a few classmates.

So when Lin Chen took the room card, he couldn't pretend that he hadn't seen anything, so he had to pat Lin Chen on the shoulder, pretending to be very familiar and asking, "Lin Chen, who is this?" ”

But without waiting for Lin Chen's introduction, Xing Conglian put down Wen Jiàn, stood up, and introduced himself to him: "Xing Conglian, police." ”

Probably, some people are born with a surrendering aura, and the torturer didn't even say anything, but Zheng Dongdong unconsciously stretched out his hand, and his tone became humble: "Zheng Dongdong, Lin Chen's classmate, is also the manager of this hotel. ”

Xing Conglian's eyes were still calm and calm, and when Zheng Dongdong said the words "this hotel", he didn't pretend to be surprised and looked around: "Mr. Zheng is really young and promising. That's what he said.

"It's just working for people." Zheng Dongdong said, unconsciously glanced at Lin Chen, and asked tentatively, "Are you Lin Chen's boss?" ”

"Yes."

"Huh!" Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong patted Lin Chen's shoulder again and complained, "I said why there is no room, it turns out that the criminal police officer booked it in advance." ”

He explained half-truthfully, and set up a staircase for himself, because he said vaguely, and most of them would not say anything more when they heard such words, so that the matter of booking a room could be revealed.

But on the contrary, Xing Conglian is a very serious person, and he is not only serious, but also very meticulous. Originally, when he saw Lin Chen's classmate, he felt that this person's aura seemed to be a little weird, but now he heard the other party talk about the reservation, he knew that there was a problem here, I was afraid that it was not that simple, since there was a problem, he didn't go to see Lin Chen, but looked at Professor Fu with a smile.

Professor Fu finally seized this opportunity, secretly rubbed and hid behind people, and glanced at the torture company.

Oh, it turned out that he used the matter of booking a room to bully Lin Chen.

The torture conglian was relieved, so he said to Zheng Dongdong very politely: "No, I just booked it at the front desk of the hotel, and the front desk lady said that there are still many rooms left, you can pick and choose." ”

Zheng Dongdong's face flashed blue and red alternately, and the scene was very quiet.

You said that there is no special room, only the most expensive lake-view executive suite, but the front desk lady said that there are many rooms left, this is not to embarrass the old classmates openly, what is it? Lin Chen said that if he didn't have money, he would be fine, but if he slapped his swollen face and became fat, wouldn't he suffer a big loss.

This is no longer a personal vendetta, but a matter of character and morality.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely embarrassing, Zheng Dongdong only hated himself for being cheap, why did he mention this stubble matter.

Seeing this situation, the classmate who had always cheered for Mr. Zheng before hurriedly opened his mouth and diverted the topic: "Does the criminal captain have any official business tonight, if it's okay, won't you go drinking with us?" ”

This sentence includes us, of course, Lin Chen.

"You're going too?" Xing Conglian didn't mean to chase Zheng Dongdong's face, but looked at Lin Chen and asked with some surprise.

"Yes." Lin Chen replied.

Lin Chen's answer surprised Xing Conglian very much, he looked at everyone present, a group of old classmates who had reunited after a long absence, a rich manager, and an unsociable thorn. Such a combination configuration is really interesting, and besides, Lin Chen actually agreed to drink? He nodded with some interest and said, "Okay." ”

Most of the people present had already drunk some wine, and since the convict had promised to go, he had to continue to work as a coachman.

Zheng Dongdong called the driver to drive, and arranged a few substitute drivers, and the criminal conglian sorted out the information on the table, handed it to Lin Chen, took the car keys, and went down to the parking lot to pick up the car.

A group of more than a dozen people waited at the door of the hotel, and four cars drove up one after another, led by Zheng Dongdong's own silver-gray Mercedes-Benz S400.

The hotel waiter ran to the side of the car and pulled the door, but Zheng Dongdong deliberately took two steps back and let his classmates get on first, he looked at the end of the four cars, and deliberately wanted to see what kind of car Xing Conglian was driving.

But to his great surprise, the convict was actually driving a broken jeep, the car was gray, and the car logo was something he had never seen before.

Zheng Dongdong suddenly had a feeling of being forced to be a prisoner.

So when he got into the car, his face darkened a few degrees.

In the jeep, Lin Chen sat in the co-pilot seat next to the criminal company, and there was only Fu Hao in the back seat.

The smell of smoke in the car was strong.

From Hongjing to Yongchuan, more than 300 kilometers, it takes more than four hours to drive, and it is now more than nine o'clock in the evening.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen couldn't help but turn his head slightly, looking at the side face of Xing Conglian who was concentrating on driving.

The lake in the distance is dark and quiet, on both sides of the road around the lake, the dim halo of street lamps lingers, and there is no singing in the car, but the atmosphere is warm and leisurely.

After most of the day's tiring travel, the cold words at the class reunion seemed to have dissipated without a trace from the moment the torture company appeared.

It's a strange feeling, and there is no such thing as magic in this world.

But at that moment, Lin Chen only felt like his heart was gently pinched, and then trembled slightly.

"You don't have to come here." Lin Chen said.

"It's not special, it's actually related to Yang Dianfeng's case, Wang Chao finished the system background and found that there were a few clues to be submitted to the Yongchuan police, so I stopped by."

The torture servant's voice was a little hoarse, and he drove the window, and the lake breeze came in slightly.

"Old torture, you are really interesting, don't you know, the villain surnamed Zheng just now said that there is no special room in the hotel, so I have to take the 3,006 lakeview executive suite to squeeze my senior brother." Fu Hao excitedly pulled the back of his chair and shouted, "You said that such a big hotel, there can be no rooms, what else can this be?" ”

"Really?" When the criminal conglian heard this, he sighed lightly.

Lin Chen frowned and asked in a low voice, "Won't it be too expensive?" ”

"I know friends here and I get a very low discount." Torturer Lian said with relief.

Lin Chen just lowered his head, but didn't ask anything more.

Even the hotel manager can only get a 6% discount, so no matter how low the discount is, how low can it be?

―――

As the head snake of Yongchuan.

General Manager Zheng's place to drink must of course be better than his own hotel.

The Celestial Club is such a place.

It is located at the foot of Jun Mountain, surrounded by a bamboo forest, with a mountain on one side and a vast golf course on the other.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and there were almost no empty seats in the parking lot in front of the clubhouse.

Zheng Dongdong and his entourage got out of the car, and the knowledgeable classmates glanced at the car parked at the entrance of the club, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Will the consumption here be too high?" ”

Mr. Zheng raised his head, and his face couldn't look too proud, so he could only say lightly: "The private room has been booked, and there is not much money, so you can drink with confidence" He said while staring at the broken jeep of the prisoner company.

Seeing that the gray jeep had just stopped in the bush of luxury cars, and there were still dry dirt marks and scratch marks on the body, so it looked even more shabby, Zheng Dongdong smiled even more happily.

Different from the ordinary luxury clubs, the Celestial Clubs are very quiet, and the whole clubhouse is composed of small black and white buildings, which are scattered and dotted in the vast bamboo sea.

Perhaps it is precisely because it occupies a wide area, it should be a crowded night venue, but there is no noisy sound coming out, so it is more noble and elegant, compared to the brilliant Cohen May Intercontinental Hotel, this clubhouse, obviously faintly up a notch. Probably in order to highlight the meaning of the club's return to basics, the signboard hanging at the door of a huge clubhouse is just a small wooden board, on which is engraved with the simple word "Heaven and Man", and in the lower left corner, there is a logo composed of canaries and roses.

Zheng Dongdong stood at the door of the club with a group of classmates behind him, he slowly took out his membership card from his wallet and handed it to the staff holding the instrument.

The staff who greeted the guests at the door, a very young girl, she wore a close-fitting suit uniform, a goose yellow silk scarf tied around her neck, and her temperament was gentle and lovely, she took the card and gently swiped it on the instrument.

Hearing only a soft sound on the ground, Zheng Dongdong nodded, familiar with the door, and was about to push the door.

"Mr. Zheng, please wait a moment." But the girl stopped him.

Zheng Dongdong withdrew his hand, a little impatient.

The girl saw that the guest was arrogant, but she only owed a debt, and then pressed the headset, as if to confirm something.

After a while, she spoke quietly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, the private room is fully booked today. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong's whole face turned black in an instant.

Although he knew that in a club of the level of celestials, it was common for high-level members to squeeze out the reservations of low-level members, in normal times, he probably just complained, turned around and left. But now the situation is different, he is followed by old classmates, especially Lin Chen Fu Hao is still there, if he really takes someone to the door, but he is kicked out, it will be absolutely embarrassing, in this case, he can only fight hard: "What do you mean, I booked it a week in advance!" ”

The girl was used to seeing this kind of troublesome battle, and she still maintained a decent smile on her face, and she said, "I'm sorry sir, there is indeed no spare private room." ”

This is a euphemism, in fact, it is to tell him that your reservation has been occupied by a senior member, but at this moment, he can only pretend not to know: "You go to check the reservation record for me to see if I have a reservation!" He raised his voice and yelled at the girl.

The girl was still laughing: "This gentleman, please don't block the guests behind." ”

"What kind of attitude do you have, I know your manager!" Zheng Dongdong said, took out his mobile phone, and wanted to call.

The girl didn't say anything more, but looked left and right, and the burly security guards guarding the door immediately surrounded her.

"The present world." Fu Hao crossed his arms and stood beside Lin Chen, looking at the farce in front of him for a long time.

"Dongdong forget it, I see that your hotel also has a Qing bar, let's go there and have some wine." Seeing this, the people on the side hurriedly pulled the man who was about to go crazy and persuaded him.

"Yes, yes, everyone has a party, it's just a happy thing, don't be angry." Let one person be reconciled.

Someone next to him gave him the stairs, of course General Manager Zheng wanted to take advantage of the situation, he glanced at the work card on the girl's chest, and said proudly: "You remember it for me, next time I have dinner with your manager, I will mention you to him." ”

"Please." The girl still laughs.

Zheng Dongdong snorted coldly and turned his head to leave.

At this time, a black Bentley drove up to him, rubbed the corner of his clothes, and stopped steadily.

They are now standing at the door of the Celestial Club.

In a place like Celestial, no matter what kind of person you are, you can't drive your car into the clubhouse, this is the rule.

But now, if someone wants to drive in, the person sitting in the car can probably only be the club manager himself.

Zheng Dongdong fixed his eyes and saw that it was indeed the manager of the heavenly man, he took a step back, only hoping that what he said just now would not be passed into the car.

He thought so in his heart, but the sky didn't fulfill his wishes, and he watched the window of the back seat of the Bentley slowly lower.

However, it was not the manager of the clubhouse who was sitting in the back seat, but the manager of the clubhouse, who was acting as a driver in the cab.

Sitting in the back seat was an old man.

The moment he saw the old man, Zheng Dongdong only felt that when he went out today, he must not have looked at the yellow calendar.

"Manager Zheng, who are you trying to mention?" The old man asked him.

The old man's tone was very light, wearing an ordinary Chinese-style linen clothes, and the neckline was gently pulled up with a buckle, but with the usual nobility of those who have lived in the top position for a long time.

Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong only felt that a cold sweat was about to break out, and he hurriedly nodded: "Steward Xing, why are you here." ”

The manager of the Tianren Club must be an old man who has to serve by car, surnamed Xing, with a single name and a blessing character, and is an old servant of the Xing family.

Like Xing Fu, an old servant who can bear the name of the Xing family is naturally the descendant of the Xing family who is qualified to serve as the senior level of the consortium in Zheng Dongdong's mouth.

Zheng Dongdong only met the old man at Cohen's high-level annual meeting in May.

was able to meet Zheng Dongdong at the door of the club, Xing Fu was also very surprised.

Originally, he only came to Yongchuan for a routine inspection, and when the car just stopped, he heard Zheng Dongdong making things difficult for the waiter in the club, so he lowered the window of the car, just to warn a little, and he didn't really mean to punish anyone, after all, there was no need to waste time.

Therefore, after saying that, he was about to leave, and at the moment when the window of the car slowly moved up, he suddenly saw a young man with a long figure standing at the end of the pile of people at the door, under the street lamp.

The young man stood very casually, his police uniform was on his left arm, his hair was shaved, the beard on his face was not clean, his eyes were deep, his face was very handsome, and his pedigree was obviously somewhat complicated.

Xing Fu felt dazzled.

So, he reached out and gently rubbed his brow, then opened his eyes again.

The young man was still standing casually like that, and his face still hadn't changed, and Xing Fu was very sure that he was not mistaken.

The windows closed gently, and the black iron door of the Celestial Club slowly moved open.

The old man sat in the car, still looking back at the street lamp behind him.

"Elder Xing, did you meet anyone you know?" The general manager of the club looked in the rearview mirror and asked respectfully.

Xing Fu did not answer.

Outside the car, at the entrance of the Celestial Club.

Mr. Zheng, who had just been bumped into by his boss, just wanted to leave quickly.

Suddenly, the girl at the door pressed the headset again, and there seemed to be another indication coming from inside.

"Mr. Zheng, please wait." She stopped the person again, and the title changed.

Zheng Dongdong was fixed at the door, and it was not impossible to go.

As she spoke, the girl bent down, pulled open the side door, stretched out her hand very respectfully, and made a gesture of please: "I'm very sorry." We made a mistake just now, and now we have upgraded the box for you. ”

Her waist was bent very low, but Zheng Dongdong suddenly had a cheerful feeling like jumping into the clouds, and the attitude of the staff at the door suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, needless to say, it must have been ordered by the old man in the car just now.

Bentley.

The manager of the club put down the phone, he didn't know why the old man had just ordered like that, but a person like him, who had climbed up from the bottom step by step, knew very well that he should not ask more about things that should not be asked.

There was darkness and silence all around, and the old man still sat silently in the back seat.

After a while, as if remembering something, the old man spoke again and said to his subordinates: "Go buy a box of Yongchuan Chunsheng, ice to 8 degrees, and send it over later." ”

The man in the cab nodded.

"And fried peanuts......" The old man paused, and then said, "Forget it, I'll do it myself." ”

【Three Graves 05.02】

Probably because of the sudden change in the plot, the original ordinary private room was suddenly upgraded to a luxury model, and the smug smile on Zheng Dongdong's face never stopped.

The Tianzi private room is in the deepest part of the whole clubhouse.

The group walked through the bamboo forest and sat down at eleven o'clock in the evening.

Many people were tired on their faces, and the waiter sent a drink list, but Zheng Dongdong came to his senses.

He spread the drink list generously on the table and said, "Order whatever you want, and don't be polite." ”

Many of the people present were also coming to the high-end club for the first time, and they curiously leaned over to look at the price list, and then were too frightened to speak.

On that price list, the cheapest mineral water is also in the triple digits.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zheng Dongdong was very satisfied with this deterrent effect, he pretended to be familiar with the wine list, crossed Erlang's legs, looked at the only beautiful lady present, and said, "Hao Zhen, let's have a low-alcohol cocktail?" ”

According to common sense, there is only one girl in the private room, Xu Haozhen, and normal girls will shirk it, but Xu Haozhen didn't twist at all, only smiled sweetly, and said to Zheng Dongdong: "Let the senior brother break the bill." ”

Maybe the little junior sister took a good start, and the rest of the people present also ordered the drinks they wanted.

Zheng Dongdong listened to it in his heart, his eyes kept skimming the price list, and quickly calculated the price, fortunately, it was not too much, he put down half of his heart, turned his head, and saw the trio sitting in the corner again, his heart moved, and he spoke again: "Captain Torture, Lin Chen, and Professor Fu, what do you want?" ”

Of course, Lin Chen didn't drink alcohol, and he didn't even order spring water, Professor Fu was a little embarrassed when he saw the scene, and asked for a glass of juice.

"Captain, don't you need a drink?" Zheng Dongdong suffered a secret loss from Lian just now, and now that he has the opportunity, of course he wants to take revenge.

"Me?" Xing Conglian didn't think much about it, and said casually, "Just have two bottles of Yongchuan Chunsheng." ”

Zheng Dongdong sneered and laughed out loud, sure enough, the captain of the criminal police in a small place, where has he seen this kind of market.

"I'm sorry, Captain Torture, the Celestial Club, the worst beer, is also of this level." Zheng Dongdong said, and deliberately accentuated the English words.

The meaning of this sentence is that the wine you want is too low-grade and is not sold here.

Xing Conglian didn't seem to notice the contempt in his words, just shook his head and said, "Foreign wine, forget it." ”

Zheng Dongdong smiled slightly, and suddenly, there were three regular knocks on the door outside the house.

The wooden door was gently pushed open, and a clubhouse waiter stood in the doorway, his left hand was a small tin bucket filled with ice, and his right hand was holding a plate of bright red fried peanuts.

The waiter placed the tin bucket and peanuts on the table, bowed, and withdrew.

He went in and out, but it took only 10 seconds, but everyone in the private room was stunned.

Because, in the tin bucket he carried into the house, there were two bottles of Yongchuan Chunsheng priced at 8.8 yuan, and the plate of peanuts still exuded fragrant heat.

There was silence in the private room.

No one spoke for a long time, and Zheng Dongdong's face turned pale.

The surrounding classmates looked at him with some disdain in their eyes.

You say there is no house, but someone has opened it; You said there was no pure life, but what did the waiter just send in?

Even if you have money, you can look down on your old classmates, but you always make things difficult again and again, it's really tasteless.

The convict sat on the sofa, looking at the two things on the table, his eyes were a little dark.

―――

Cold beer and peanuts are just a small episode.

As long as the KTV is turned on and the sound roars, no matter how cold the atmosphere is, it will quickly ease.

Even if it's a college reunion that I haven't seen for years, it's just a process of singing, drinking, and bragging.

Among all the people present, Xu Hao really had the most fun, whether it was a duet of love songs or a female solo, her voice never stopped from beginning to end.

Lin Chen looked at the figure of the little junior sister thoughtfully.

Xing Conglian leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, drinking silently, Fu Hao swayed left and right with the rhythm, Lin Chen glanced at the two of them respectively, leaned against Xing Conglian, thought about it, and still found a topic: "Yang Dianfeng's case, what's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." The convict took a sip of wine and said, "But the involvement of this case is probably wider than you and I imagined. ”

"Huh?"

The sound in the private room was very noisy, and the two could only get close to each other in order to hear each other's voices clearly, and Lin Chen felt the warm snort spraying on his face, which was a little itchy.

"Dynasty has just screened the system records for nearly half a year, and there are more than a dozen suspicious records, which may involve more murders, as well as two pending robberies."

Hearing this, Lin Chen couldn't help frowning: "The other party is willing to take a big risk, and he must quickly kill Yang Dianfeng to extinguish his mouth, the reason must be very sufficient." ”

"yes."

The two talked quietly in the corner, and although there was deafening singing in the room, the corner was so quiet that time seemed to stand still.

Zheng Dongdong's gaze also swept to that corner.

Tonight, it was as if he had fallen under a strange spell, and no matter how hard he tried, it was as if he was lifting a stone to hit himself in the foot, which was uncomfortable.

It was almost early in the morning, and it would not be long before the party would disperse, and it would be difficult for him to have another chance to regain his unhappiness today.

Thinking of this, he clenched the high number of foreign wine in his hand, poured a full glass of wine, gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked towards Lin Chen.

When Zheng Dongdong walked in front of him, Lin Chen was listening to the criminal cong Lian analyzing the suspicious cases one by one.

A wine glass filled with a golden liquid reached out in front of him.

"Lin Chen, what a classmate, I'll give you a drink, can you give face?"

Zheng Dongdong held a bottle of XO, and his face was full of fake smiles.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the music in the private room was also paused.

For a while, Zheng Dongdong's drunken voice was particularly abrupt.

Class reunions, mutual persuasion between boys and boys, it is generally difficult to shirk, so after all, between each other, there are classmates' affection, and there are many people around to watch, others toast you don't drink, it always seems not enough.

Everyone looked at Lin Chen.

But that was Lin Chen, no matter how much gossip he had experienced, a small glass of foreign wine was really not enough to see.

Lin Chen glanced at the wine glass in front of him, his gaze was very cold and light, but what was lighter than his gaze was probably the calm and calm tone, he said, "You haven't had so much face yet." ”

After rubbing, Zheng Dongdong only felt that the anger all over his body was ignited: "What the fuck are you, don't be embarrassed!" ”

Zheng Dongdong provoked one after another, and now he spoke viciously to each other, Lin Chen's expression was still calm, and when he looked at Zheng Dongdong, there was only sympathy, not anger.

Fu Hao made a gesture, but Xing Conglian just sat quietly aside.

Lin Chen was the first to get up, and he bowed slightly to the others in the private room and said, "I'm sorry, I have something to do today, go first." ”

After he finished speaking, he walked out without looking away.

Seeing this, Fu Hao hurriedly followed.

The last one stood up, did not speak, just lifted the police uniform that was placed aside, Shi Shiran, and walked out of the room.

In the private room behind him, there was the frantic sound of wine bottles smashing on the ground.

―――

At night, a cool breeze blows in the bamboo forest.

"Deliberately?" Xing Conglian walked beside Lin Chen and asked with a smile.

With Lin Chen's IQ, there are about a hundred ways to get out of the dilemma when he encounters the situation where he was persuaded to drink, but he chose the most extreme one, and it was not intentional.

"Didn't you say that you would go to the Yongchuan Police Force tomorrow and go back early to rest, right?" Lin Chen's expression was calm and natural.

It turned out that Zheng Dongdong was angered in the end, just to go back to bed early.

Thinking of the sound of those wine bottles shattering from the private room at the end, Xing Conglian felt that it was better not to offend Lin Chen in the future.

He was drunk and couldn't drive.

When the three of them walked to the door of the club, there was already a person who looked like a substitute driver waiting there, and when they saw the criminal servant, the person stepped forward and claimed to be the substitute driver of the club.

Torture Conglian's gaze fell on the canary and rose badge on the opponent's chest, and then nodded.

【Three Graves 05.03】

The night in the metropolis never sleeps all night.

It was almost early in the morning, the sky was bright, and the substitute driver parked the car at the door of the teacher's dormitory on the west side of Yongchuan University.

Torture Conglian and Lin Chen sent the people back to the dormitory, and when they came out again, the sky had gradually turned from dark blue to light.

The torturer lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, with a lazy breath all over his body.

There was a wisp of fragrance in the air, as if it was the aroma of tea eggs and pancakes, and the torture conglian rubbed his stomach and looked at Lin Chen with blank eyes.

When Lin Chen saw him like this, he had no choice but to say, "Let's go, take you to breakfast." ”

After all, after studying in Yongchuan for a few years in college, Lin Chen was familiar with every food attraction around him, and he took the sentence to an alley next to the school.

The alley is long and deep, and at the mouth of the alley is a small dilapidated shop.

When the two of them walked to the door of the store, the shopkeeper happened to come out with a stove to light a fire.

Seeing Lin Chen, the shopkeeper was also stunned.

"Uncle Zheng." Lin Chen shouted in a low voice.

"Oh, it's Ah Chen!" The middle-aged man patted his head, as if remembering something, he hurriedly put down the stove and shouted into the house, "Old woman, look who's coming!" ”

He shouted very loudly, and soon, the sound of Dengdengdeng's footsteps sounded in the small shop, and the middle-aged woman in the apron opened the curtain and rushed out of the house, and when she saw Lin Chen, she was also stunned, and then a smile appeared at the corner of her eyes: "Look at you, how long has it been since I came, and I don't miss you Aunt Wang at all!" ”

"Yes." Lin Chen smiled and replied very intimately.

Near the school, the small shops that can survive probably all have their own characteristics.

Lin Chen sat down with the punishment conglian, Aunt Wang wiped her hands on her apron, and asked with a smile: "Two bowls of shrimp and meat wontons, what else do you want to order?" ”

There was no menu in the store, and Xing Conglian just looked at Lin Chen.

"Another bowl of preserved egg porridge, a basket of xiaolong and a basket of roasted wheat." Lin Chen thought for a while, pointed at the torture conglian, and then added, "Aunt Wang, you can make him an egg cake again." ”

"Okay, okay." The middle-aged woman happily ran back to the back kitchen.

Xing Conglian looked around, only to feel that the store was very small, the tables and chairs were dilapidated, and there was a light bulb hanging from the ceiling, but other than that, there was no decoration in the store, but it was very strange that maybe it was not bright outside, or maybe the light in the store was a little too dim, Xing Conglian only felt that it was very peaceful here, like a lonely and silent night, and it seemed to be

"Does this smell good?" He put his hands on the countertop and watched the person in front of him very quietly.

"yes, it tastes good, I only eat it here."

"Yes, so powerful?"

"No, because of this store, it doesn't charge me money." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Ah Chen is the big matchmaker for me and my old woman!"

Two bowls of freshly cooked wontons were placed on the table, and the shopkeeper Zheng Bo stood at the table and said to the torturer.

"Matchmaker?"

"Yes, before, my old woman and I, one of us opened a wonton shop at the entrance of the alley, and the other opened a dim sum shop at the end of the alley. The middle-aged man squeezed his eyes at the executioner, and before he finished speaking, he ran to serve the hot xiaolongbao.

Conglian looked at Lin Chen incredulously: "How did you pull the thread." ”

Lin Chen lowered his head and handed him the spoon by the chopsticks.

"This kid is bad, he ran to my store, and ate wontons for a week, every time he comes, he will hold a drawer of xiaolong and a drawer of roasted wheat in my old woman's shop, and after eating, he will not return the steamer, so I will send it back to him every day." The middle-aged man put down the steamer, simply sat down beside Lin Chen, and told the story to the torture conglian.

The torturer even listened to it in his heart, and his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly realized that his youth had been so wanton and interesting.

The sky is getting brighter, and the morning sun is rising.

In the wonton shop at the entrance of the alley, there is constantly laughter and laughter.

Not far away, at Yongchuan University, there are already early students who have started a day of morning reading.

Wang An'an is the most ordinary security guard in Yongchuan University.

At five o'clock in the morning, after being lazy for most of the night, he got up from his bed and prepared for his last campus patrol.

The milky white mist floats in the early morning schoolyard, the swimming fish have not yet risen from the bottom of the water, and the sparrows are still sleeping on the branches.

He patrolled most of the campus, and there was nothing unusual, when he rode to the grove by the lake, he yawned heavily, it was so early, the bad guys were going back to sleep, thinking of this, he simply stopped his bicycle, and in front of him was a leafy banyan tree, he walked a few steps, ran to the canopy to rest.

There are students who get up in the morning, reading aloud on the reef by the lake, reading about English texts, Wang An'an listens to them, and only feels drowsy.

The fourth and sixth grade exams are approaching, and the students have been very diligent recently, Wang An'an squinted for a while, as if remembering something, he opened his eyes, looked at his watch, raised his head again, and looked farther away.

There, too, stood a dilapidated old cafeteria, and in half an hour the cafeteria would begin serving breakfast, and he would be able to call it a day.

As he thought, he unconsciously closed his eyes again, and his drooping hand slid gently onto the dirt.

Suddenly, as if he had been stung, he bounced violently!

He seemed to have touched something slippery and sticky, he looked closely, only to find that in the dirt under his feet, a piece of white rubber was exposed, it could be a worn-out football or someone threw a broken shoe, Wang An'an looked at the □□ piece of rubber, and then looked at his hands, but he seemed to feel it just now, and the thing he touched moved slightly.

Wang An'an looked around, and the student who was reading morning by the lake didn't seem to notice what was happening under the tree, and he squatted down, hesitantly picking at the dirt next to the rubber with his fingers, thinking to himself, what the hell is this.

Finally, as if determined, his hands plunged into the dirt, pulling out a large handful of dark brown dirt.

A white sneaker □□ out, with the toe pointing upwards and a checkmark on the upper.

Wang An'an still knew this brand, he breathed a sigh of relief, and only blamed himself for making a fuss.

Maybe he was a little too nervous just now, Wang An'an felt that he was a little anxious to breathe, he sat down against the trunk of the tree, put his hand into his coat pocket, and wanted to take out a cigarette quietly. However, he held a cigarette in his left hand and touched it with his right hand for a long time, only to find that there was no usable lighter at hand, which was really a big mistake! He could only sip a cigarette in his mouth and feel the intimate and relaxing smell of the filter with his saliva.

The lake breeze was cool, and he gradually calmed down, thinking that maybe the banyan tree was too shady and not suitable for resting, Wang An'an stood up and wanted to leave.

At the moment when he got up, because of the change of angle, he vaguely saw that under the sneaker buried in the soil, there seemed to be a small piece of fabric attached.

Wang An'an snorted, the cool breeze blew, blowing goosebumps all over his body, he slammed down in front of the sneaker, dug several times like crazy, and finally couldn't help but scream!

Beneath the dirt, where it connects to the sneakers, is a leg!

Of course, the horrors that happened in the school did not spread outside the school in an instant.

After eating and drinking, the convict lit a cigarette and walked side by side with Lin Chen on the long street outside Yongchuan University.

There were more and more pedestrians on the streets, and breakfast stalls were set up.

The boys and girls dressed in the uniforms of Yongchuan University passed by the two from time to time.

The torturer turned his head to the side and saw Lin Chen looking at the school gate in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Let's go, go for a walk around your school." He spoke suddenly.

Lin Chen turned his head, as if he had heard something very strange: "Didn't you say that it was better not to go in?" ”

"I mean, when you're alone." The half-race youth took a puff of his cigarette and smirked, "Now that I'm with you, of course it's fine." ”