Wei Sen was unmoved, even if Su Zhiyun's strength was so great that he seemed to break his neck, he smiled indifferently: "You better live well, don't be fearless to resist, otherwise if Su Tong knows, maybe he will collapse into something." ”

Su Zhiyun smacked fiercely, and suddenly let go of his hands in Wei Sen's smiling eyes.

He cannot, and doesn't have the capital, to go against Visen, he's just a hostage.

Wei Sen smiled, raised his hand and patted the collar of his crumpled shirt twice, and said lightly: "Luo Mingxi occupies that position, it is really an eyesore, and it is inconvenient for us to continue to move, for the sake of convenience, we borrowed Su Tong's hand a little and got rid of him." ”

After briefly explaining to Su Zhiyun, Wei Sen looked at Su Zhiyun's struggling expression quite enjoyably, and then slowly stepped on high-end leather shoes and went upstairs.

Su Zhiyun was a little stunned, Su Tong actually started psychological counseling after this incident?

Depression? Or is it the after-effects of traumatic stress?

He was suddenly at a loss and didn't know what to do.

It's like a traveler, in the middle of a white snow, cold, biting, and unable to find a way out.

No matter how much he shouted or hiked, he would always be trapped in this white world.

He was very worried that something would happen to Su Tong, and his daughter could not be clearer in his heart.

Under such a blow, it is easy for people to go down the wrong path in their thoughts, and he would never want to see Su Tong take such a path, which would go against her beliefs.

Slammed the door shut, as if trying to vent his anger that he had nowhere to stack in this way.

Su Zhiyun walked around the house a little anxiously, and the sea breeze at night was as always, slapping the doors and windows violently again and again.

He walked impatiently over and paced back.

Suddenly, he strode over and slammed the door open, and the sea breeze poured in in an instant, slapping indiscriminately on his face and the furniture behind him.

The sea in the middle of the night is not gentle, its tongue is the sea breeze, and every night it roars unbridledly, laughing at the insignificance of human beings and singing the praises of the greatness of nature.

At this moment, Su Zhiyun was standing by the windowsill, facing the cold wind that slapped on his face, and the cold penetrated into his body, as if he was unconscious.

In his heart, over and over again, Su Zhiyun asked himself, what should he do?

Sniffing, fingertips caressing the tip of his nose, he suddenly wanted to smoke.

But he never smoked.

Pushing the door shut, Su Zhiyun strode towards the door.

Suddenly, his steps slammed, and his head involuntarily lifted upward.

I saw that in the hidden corner of the top of the door, there was a social star hanging, which was flickering red at this time, recording everything that happened in the room.

Wieson spying on him? All the time?

This possibility almost swept Su Zhiyun's mind away.

In this villa, which is so tight that it can almost be called a prison, he has lost all his freedom, and this person is still monitoring him?

He is not a pet like a cat or a dog, he has his own dignity and his own pride, and he will never allow to be treated in such a way!

Su Zhiyun walked to the study with a full body of anger.

The study was ajar, and Vissen had never been in the habit of closing the door completely.

For some reason, he suddenly stopped, as if there was a force in the dark hinting at him.

Su Zhiyun usually stays in the room, occasionally going downstairs to watch TV and the news, and he will not go out of the room unless it is particularly necessary.

Since the last time Wei Sen found out that he had entered Wei Sen's study, Su Zhiyun had never entered Wei Sen's study again.

At this time, he approached the door step by step, and heard the chatter coming from inside.

Chat?

Su Zhiyun frowned, in Wei Sen's villa, he didn't look at the bodyguards guarding outside, there were only the two of them, and he would never bring other people to this villa.

Su Zhiyun quickly figured out that Wei Sen was calling again.

The voice in the study came intermittently, not clearly: "Hmm...... It's not that my game is set up well, it's your chess pieces that are well arranged, who would know that Luo Mingxi can be bitten by the people around him, speaking of which, I really wronged you to stay in the city bureau, but fortunately, you have enough insight into people's hearts to be able to guess that Luo Mingxi can't stand this kind of blow...... Well? Isn't it unbearable? You ......"

Su Zhiyun's heart accelerated violently, and his eyes suddenly widened.

There are ghosts in the police station!

Who is this person?

Through the gap in the study, Su Zhiyun could only see Wei Sen constantly walking back and forth, and the smile on his face could be called respectful, which was different from the expression he usually faced him, or when he mentioned Su Tong and others, it was more like ...... Esteemed.

Su Zhiyun frowned, the person who can make Wei Sen respect has an honorific title, if it is not the big backer behind him, it is his superior.

At this time, Su Zhiyun didn't expect that he had already guessed eight or nine.

He stared at Visen nervously, so anxious that he didn't know what to do, the truth was close at hand, but he couldn't touch it, this feeling like an ant scratching his heart and scratching his liver was unbearable.

You have to act. Su Zhiyun thought that he couldn't wait any longer.

At least now he can be sure that it was the inner ghost who was talking to Visen, but what if it was next time, next time? He can't fully guarantee it.

Thinking of this, Su Zhiyun stabilized his mind, pushed open the door casually, and walked in.

Su Zhiyun, who suddenly appeared, startled Wei Sen, he raised his hand and stretched out a finger to point at Wei Sen, signaling him to go out.

Su Zhiyun ignored him and walked straight to the bookshelf.

Seeing this, Wei Sen breathed a sigh of relief silently, and did not shy away from it anymore, but his voice was a little quieter.

Su Zhiyun was absent-minded, took the book in his hand casually, he walked over and asked, "What about the other one?" ”

"What?"

Wessen didn't react, and subconsciously looked at the title of the book he was holding.

It's too late, it's too fast, Su Zhiyun slammed into Wei Sen and grabbed the phone, and the woman opposite was still talking: "You just need to pay attention to it, don't ......"

"!"

Su Zhiyun only heard an incomplete sentence, and the whole person was caught off guard, and he was thrown to the ground with an angry force.

Wei Sen cut off the phone fiercely, and looked at Su Zhiyun with cold eyes.

The things on the small coffee table were thrown to the ground by Su Zhiyun, and he fell to the ground in a little embarrassed, but he didn't care about so much now, and his mind was full of women's words.

The voice was familiar to him, but he couldn't remember who the other party was.

It's like suddenly looking for something at home, but you can't find it.

"Are you looking for death?"