ACT65: Chang'an Chaos (II)

Roundabout, fan bar.

The one-eyed dragon sat on the edge of the second-floor balcony, his legs perched on the railing, staring at the clear sky in a daze. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand, and on the small round table in his hand was a picture frame that Yinuo had found, and in the picture, the two girls were smiling like flowers.

It was noon, there were not many people in the closed community, only a few sturdy men were busy in the greenhouse with rubber shoes, and from time to time they carried out a few empty buckets to leave the fence. Several cars parked horizontally at the door of the bar, the door was wide open, and a few young men carried down an operating table, and a few limping guys pushed into the private hospital building opposite the KTV under the leadership of Lu Qian; The group of young men were all fresh faces, followed by some women and children, there were twenty in total, looking dusty, looking at a pure land in the city, with a sudden expression; Yinuo brought the rest of the group into the KTV, instructed the kitchen to start preparing meals, and arranged the rest properly.

The one-eyed dragon watched silently as people went about their lives, drained the bottom of the bottle in one gulp, took the picture frame into his arms, and strode back to the hall on the first floor.

A man and a woman were waiting in the hall, and when they saw the Lord coming down, they hurriedly stood up.

"Sit, sit down." The one-eyed dragon waved his hand, signaling that the two of them did not need to be restrained, and the enthusiastic foreigner who was in charge of the body search brought a pot of strong tea, poured a full cup for the three of them in a decent manner, put down the teapot and respectfully retreated.

"The wounded are arranged?" The one-eyed dragon sat across from the two and asked casually.

"Well, Dr. Yu has passed." The slightly mature woman nodded and said, "Thank you very much for your generosity. ”

"You're welcome, it's all trivial." The one-eyed dragon smiled reservedly, took out a cigarette case and threw it on the table, and said, "I am the director of the neighborhood committee here, Ming Junwei, what do you call the two?" ”

"His name is Liu Yan, and he is responsible for team security." The woman introduced the young man with glasses next to her, and said, "Just call me Jiajia, I'm a cook, and I cook for everyone." ”

"Oh, where's your young leader?" Ming Junwei answered, picked up the teacup and moistened his throat, and asked, "He didn't come?" ”

"There is still something going on over there, and Brother Jiu and Chief Lin may be a little later." Liu Yan lifted his glasses, and an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes, the appearance of this one-eyed dragon, including the name...... Sounds familiar.

"It's a long time to travel, I see that you are also quite tired, let's go rest first, the operation may take a while, we can talk later." Ming Junwei didn't grind, seeing that the two of them just came to say thank you, and there was nothing to talk about, so he ended a somewhat dull meeting, and when the two walked to the door, Ming Junwei couldn't help but stop them and asked, "May I ask, your ninth brother...... What is the full name? ”

"Huh?" Chef Niangjia and the two were stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Song wine." ”

"Where is he from?" Ming Junwei asked again.

Liu Yan didn't know what was going on, he didn't know Song Jiu for long, so he threw the question to Chef Niangjia, but Chef Niangjia also didn't know anything about Song Wine, so she could only show an expression without comment.

"Any questions?" The cook Jiaduo kept a heart in her eyes and said tentatively: "You know each other? ”

"Oh, just ask." Ming Junwei said perfunctorily, sent the two away and found Lu Qian.

Lu Qian has just arranged the injury number, except for Ziqian, who was shot, and the fracture is more troublesome, and the rest of the people are basically skin injuries, which is not too tight. Rao is like this, Dr. Yu's workload is definitely not small, Lu Qian estimated, how can it be two days less after all the treatment, and the muscles and bones are injured for a hundred days, just the end of the treatment does not allow them to immediately recover from life.

"Good work." Ming Junwei handed her a wet towel to wipe the sweat on her face, and asked, "How is it?" ”

"It's not good, there are a lot of injuries and illnesses, and the stock in our pharmacy may not be enough." Lucy wiped her face, took off her rubber band and spread her long hair, and said, "You really don't want to keep them?" I look pretty good, I'm pretty reliable in my words and actions, and I'm not a lazy person. ”

"I was going to talk to you about this." Ming Junwei thoughtfully, took Lu Qian back to the bar lobby, took out the photo frame and handed it to her.

"What?" Lucy was puzzled, but she looked at the photo frame and was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Yaoyao? Who is this girl next to her? ”

"It's Yifan's little golden flower." Ming Junwei licked his lips, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a slightly bitter smile.

Lu Qian was a little surprised, held the photo frame and looked at it for a while, and chuckled: "Yifan has a good eye...... Huh? You're going to talk to me about this, huh? ”

"Hmm." Ming Junwei knocked on the photo frame and asked, "Guess where this came from." ”

"I don't know." Lu Qian glanced at him inexplicably, and asked suspiciously, "Xiao Wei found it?" ”

"No, Xiao Wei hasn't come back yet." Ming Junwei leaned back with his arms on his back, with a strange expression on his face, and said slowly: "The kid you brought back is his." ”

"Huh?"

"I asked the guards, and it was on the kid when he searched his body."

Looking at Ming Junwei's meaningful gaze, Lu Qian seemed to think of something.

"I just asked his subordinates, that kid's name is Song Jiu." Ming Junwei continued to shake off the burden little by little.

"It's called Song wine, that's right." Lu Qian nodded stunned and hesitated, "Does Yaoyao have any relatives?" ”

"I don't know, I've never heard her mention it, but it can't be a coincidence, right?" Ming Junwei smiled dumbly, stretched his waist, and sighed: "Don't tell anyone else first, I'll call Yaoyao back, if it's really related, some things will have to be reconsidered." ”

"Is the problem serious?" Lu Qian understood what Ming Junwei was referring to, thought for a while, and said, "When I passed over today, there seemed to be something wrong in their team. ”

"It's not just their problem, Gao Yang's gang is gone." Ming Junwei lit a cigarette, took a few puffs and sipped off most of it, and said, "It's the walking corpse recovery season, and I'm worried that there will be trouble when things get together." We are in the city, it is not suitable for big movements, if Gao Yang and they come into contact with those people, it will no longer be safe here. ”

Lu Qian frowned slightly, patted the table hatefully, and said angrily: "I said that I should destroy them, I have long seen that he is not a good thing!" ”

"It's useless to talk about this now, Xiao Wei and Xiao Xiong come back, you talk to them, you should prepare, as for the newcomers, let them stay first, don't go out and run around." After that, Ming Junwei stood up, walked to the bar, and took a bottle of old cellar and put it in his backpack.

"Drink again, keep vigil and drink!" Lucy frowned.

"I won't drink it today." Ming Junwei grinned, a look of joy and sadness appeared between his eyebrows, and said, "Brought it to Jiang He." ”

……

Outside the city, a strawberry picking orchard.

Thousands of acres of fertile land, lush forests cover the eyes, red brick courtyard walls enclose a circle of solid barriers, a row of old brick houses stand between the strawberry planting greenhouses, and more than a dozen bicycles of different shapes are neatly parked in front of the door. In one of the brick houses with sealed windows, the door was hidden, and a puff of smoke escaped from the crack in the door, curling up into the clear sky, and finally dissipating into nothingness.

Most of the windswept greenhouses collapsed and broken, only the rusty and mottled steel skeleton is still strong, the fertile soil in the past has long since ceased to exist, and the non-degradable plastic tarpaulin is half buried by rammed earth, half scattered on the ground, and the wind blows, the sand and gravel roll along the tarpaulin, making a rustling sound, which is particularly desolate.

A figure climbed over the high wall and jumped in, and then ran to the closed iron door and looked out for a while, making sure that there was no problem behind him, and then hurried through the planting area and pushed the brick house straight open.

"Here they come, here they come."

The figure pushed the door in, almost choked on the thick smoke, coughed a few times, waved his arms to disperse the smoke, and scolded: "Smoke a cigarette and pile it up, it's not too smoky." ”

"Get warm." There was a thin man standing beside the low bed in the middle, his hair was a little long, he hadn't washed it for a long time, and the greasy ones were piled up on top of his head, and he walked to the light and reflected the light.

The emaciated man threw away his cigarette butt and walked over slowly: "Let's go, go out to meet them." ”

"Gao Yang, you can think about it carefully, those are not serious people!"

"Are we? What is a serious living person? Gao Yang tore off his sleeves to cover the tattoos of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on his arms, and walked out of the door with the shoulders of the visitor: "Fifth brother, have you been comfortable in the past few years?" ”

"Alas, what's comfortable or not, if you have a hot mouth to eat, it's not bad to have clothes to wear when it's cold." The man called the fifth brother has an old face that has been through the vicissitudes of time, and this old face condenses all the signs of sorrow belonging to honest people at this moment, and the hideous feeling of throwing the living from the city wall with his bare hands a few hours ago has long disappeared.

"I thought so at first, but look at the crowd at the bar." Gao Yang beckoned, and the group of people in the room also walked out, one by one, in tattered clothes, with sallow faces, and followed the two of them to the door with their waists bent. Gao Yang paused, pointed behind him, and said, "Look at our people again." ”

"Ugh." Lao Wu can only sigh at this, he is not speechless, but unable to speak, it was you who gave the bar to people back then, who is to blame now?

"Fifth brother, I don't have much culture, and I also want to take my brothers to live a good life. You should also understand the situation in the past few years, there are no fewer walking corpses, and it is becoming more and more difficult to see living people, but all the camps with a little capital have been collected by those people, what can we do if we continue to stay on the city wall? Do you want to be a watchdog for those people in the bar? Gao Yang combed his hair with five fingers, threw down a puff of snow-white debris, and said coldly: "I've had enough of this kind of life, we didn't die three years ago, and I admit it after three years, so I should keep filial piety for my wife and baby, what about the future?" What about the next thirty years? ”

"Alas, don't say it, I'll listen to you." The folds on Lao Wu's face became deeper and heavier, and he said melancholy: "I feel that I have no bottom in my heart, and those foreigners look evil." ”

"If you watch too much, you get used to it."

"By the way, I met someone when I went to open the city gate in the morning." Lao Wu didn't want to talk about this stubble anymore, remembered what happened before, and said, "Guess who it is?" ”

"Huh?"

"Monkeys."

"Hou Xiong?" Gao Yang was a little surprised, and said strangely: "Then the third is not dead?" ”

"No, but it seems embarrassing." Lao Wu grinned and said, "It's also a coincidence, I just went up to the city tower and met a sneaky kid, which scared me." said that there were old acquaintances, and when I took a look, the deflated San'er still had a few people with him, and wanted me to let them into the city. ”

"Oh? And then what? ”

"Then I left the boy who came up behind." Lao Wu smiled innocently, as if he had just thrown away a ball of garbage.

"What did he come back for?" Gao Yang sneered a few times, took out a cigarette and lit it, looked at the few cars approaching outside the iron gate, and his face became serious: "Open the door." ”

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