Chapter 9: The Second Week (3)
"Team Han, you haven't been halfway through this vacation, why did you come back early?" The next day, Xia Fei looked at Han Nuo, who appeared in the special investigation team, and incredibly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "How is it?" I'm talking about a nice place, right? ”
Recalling the madness at the observatory that night, he was a little thirsty, Han Nuo pushed away Xia Fei, who had a wicked smile on his face, walked to his desk and wrote a few names and handed them over, "From today onwards, keep an eye on these six people, especially Chen Fei, and implement 24-hour secret monitoring as the key observation object." ”
"Boss, Chen Fei and Deng Han are among the top taxpayers in the city, what are you staring at them?" Xia Fei glanced at the list suspiciously, and saw Han Nuo raising his head and staring at him, so he had to swallow his stomach and go to carry out the order in doubt.
"Now that the identity is assigned, the Grim Reaper will kill a pig every five minutes from now on." In the spacious and luxurious office, Chen Fei, who had just finished working overtime, stared at the Grim Reaper mark on his profile picture and frowned, and typed a few words in the chat box with a red frame on a black background: "Who is the Grim Reaper?" Don't be the first to kill me, I want to live to the end. After that, he looked at the countdown above the chat box, and when it showed 00:00, he randomly clicked on one of the five pig heads below the countdown, and a Grim Reaper villain with a sickle in his hand instantly appeared on the screen and split the pig head in half, and then a large amount of blood splashed all over the display.
"It's so exciting! It's so much cooler than playing with those little girls! Chen Fei licked his tongue almost pervertedly, and his fat pig-like face was a little disgusting reflected by the reflective screen.
"There are four pigs left, and there are five minutes before the next pig dies." The emotionless mechanical female voice echoed in the office, and Chen Fei looked at the speeches of the other four pigs in the chat box, and added: "Thank God I'm still alive." ”
"yes, I'm alive too."
"Which one do you think the Grim Reaper is?"
"I think whoever has the most to say is whoever it is."
"Then I'm definitely not, I'm the least."
"You are the Grim Reaper." I don't know who suddenly @ Chen Fei, just wanted to justify himself, the screen in front of him suddenly went black, and then the bloodstained "The death" jumped out, scaring Chen Fei a lot.
Bright red blood snaked down the letters, gradually soaking the entire screen into blood red and turning into darkness again, a red progress bar of "LOADING" appeared below, and the previously seen Scythe Reaper appeared in the middle of the screen and bowed to him, raised the scythe to the left end of the progress bar, and began to run slowly.
Chen Fei, who sensed that something was wrong, was scared into a cold sweat, pressed the mouse wildly and wanted to turn off the game interface but there was no response, so he simply unplugged the power supply, but the power indicator lights of the host were extinguished, and the display screen was still lit by itself, at the same time, the progress bar behind the god of death had been displayed 80%, Chen Fei, who was completely panicked, was sweating profusely, and he was crazy and pressed the power of the monitor frantically, but it was useless, Chen Fei, who was a little out of breath because of fear, saw that the progress bar was about to come to an end, and he didn't care about picking up the chair and smashing it over, But even though the display screen was smashed to pieces, the red progress bar was still floating weirdly in place, and Chen Fei, who collapsed to the ground, stared at the 100% progress bar in despair, holding his head and screaming in despair.
"Vice, there seems to be a situation!" The special investigators who had been staring at the president's office of the group building opposite with an astronomical telescope hurriedly called Xia Fei when they saw Chen Fei making a series of abnormal moves.
Xia Fei leaned over the binoculars and saw Chen Fei scurrying around the house as if he was hiding something, and his face changed greatly, "Hurry up!" With that, he rushed downstairs and dialed Han Nuo's phone.
But Xia Fei and the others were still a step late, and as soon as they ran to the bottom of the building, they heard the sound of high-rise glass breaking that was particularly loud in the middle of the night, and looked up at the black shadow that jumped down from the thirtieth floor except for the scythe, and everything else was exactly the same as the Grim Reaper, and the black shadow disappeared just as he was about to shoot.
"Get out of the way!" Countless glass fragments drifted down from the air, Xia Fei hurriedly shouted around, fortunately, there were no pedestrians on the street at this time, other policemen hurriedly evacuated, Xia Fei just took a step and was about to run, when an old man riding a bicycle suddenly turned out of the alley next to him, looked up and calculated the landing speed of the glass slag, and found that the old man just passed by when the glass reached the ground, Xia Fei hesitated, and then gritted his teeth and rushed over to drag the old man down and push him to the side, but he couldn't dodge being pierced all over his body by the glass fragments that fell from a high altitude......
“CAO! Xia Fei sacrificed in order to protect this old immortal, and this old immortal's family is embarrassed to make trouble every day? ”
A policeman who had a good relationship with Xia Fei looked at the few people who were stopped at the door and scolded through the window, and was furious, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush down, but was stopped by Liu Cai, "Team Han has gone down." As soon as these words came out, the office, which was still immersed in sadness and anger, instantly came to life, and they all came to the window to look at Han Nuo, whose face was gloomy and exuding strong anger.
"I tell you! I found a reporter today! If you don't give us an explanation, tomorrow the media will expose and condemn your excesses! One of the short old ladies with the loudest voice rushed forward desperately, and when she saw the policeman at the door, she simply lay down on the ground and shouted at the top of her voice: "Help! The police are beating people! Ouch, my old arms and legs! Can't move! Ouch! It hurts me! ”
"Who hit you!" "Don't lie to anyone!" Seeing this old lady sloppy, a few young policemen didn't dare to touch or drag Zheng Zheng, just when they saw Han Nuo coming over, they hurriedly ran over like grabbing a life-saving straw, "Team Han! ”
"Ouch hey! There is no royal law in this world! The police can beat people, ouch! The old lady was lying on the ground covering her knees and "singing", and several family members next to her were also helping around, attracting countless pedestrians to stop and watch, and more good people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures and videos, and a few quick ones have been sent to the circle of friends, and attached "I saw the real police beating people in my lifetime, thief 6!" "The police beat someone! It's still an old lady who fights! and so on that completely distort the facts.
Han Nuo stood in front of the old woman and didn't say a word, and her already tall figure swelled more and more in the sunlight, blocking the sunlight and shrouding her in huge shadows. The old woman was frightened by Han Nuo's fierce momentum, and half a sentence was stuck in her throat and couldn't come out. Seeing that the old woman was no longer noisy, Han Nuo glared at the reporter who took out a miniature camera, and when she put it back in her bag, she took out a pair of handcuffs from her arms and raised them in front of the old woman: "Up to now, you have committed three illegal and criminal acts: endangering public order and order, defamation, and picking quarrels and provoking troubles, and you must be detained and transferred to the procuratorate in accordance with the law." With that, he made a gesture to handcuff the old lady.
"You, you—" The old woman was stunned immediately, and when she saw that several little policemen beside Han Nuo also took out handcuffs and walked towards her relatives, she hurriedly got up and spat on the ground, "I'm going to report you!" Complain about you! Get you expelled! You wait for me! He scolded and left with the others.
"Gone, gone, all scattered, all scattered!" Seeing that there were still people watching, a small policeman shouted a few words and drove the rest away, and the door returned to calm.
Han Nuo looked up at the sycamore leaves that had turned golden and slowly falling, took out the cigarette case and found that it was empty, and just wanted to open his mouth to ask Xia Fei to buy it for him, only then he was shocked to realize that Xia Fei was no longer alive, and his eyes fell on the sycamore leaves that had just drifted to the ground and were ruthlessly run over by the wheels and stained with dust, and took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Ouyang Luo.
After the memorial service, Xia Fei came out of the cemetery, Han Nuo did not return the same way, but turned to a remote road where few vehicles passed, and stepped on the accelerator and raced, so frightened that Ouyang Luo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, clutched the handrail tightly and looked at Han Nuo who was obviously venting his anger in horror and worry, his face turned pale.
Soaring all the way to the deserted outskirts of the city, Han Nuo stepped on the brakes. The strong inertia made both of them rush forward, but fortunately, the car leaned forward and steadied without flipping.
The frightened Ouyang Luo loosened his seat belt and gasped for breath, turned his head to look at Han Nuo, who closed the car door and sat at the front of the car one after another, and sat down next to him, reached out and took out the last one from the cigarette case and lit it, tried to take two puffs but was choked, "Ahem, what the hell is this, it's so choking!" ”
"Good stuff." Han Nuo leaned back and propped one hand on the front cover of the car, pinched the empty cigarette case into a ball and threw it out, the black broken hair that had covered his eyes was already a little blind, but that slightly sad look betrayed him, Ouyang Luo quietly looked at the tightly bitten lips under the deep bridge of his nose, and hugged Han Nuo in distress, "If I disappear one day, will you be sad?" ”
"I won't let myself lose you a second time." Han Nuo's unclear words made Ouyang Luo stunned, but the deep affection in his words made him feel extremely warm in this late autumn breeze.
"Team Han, the traffic police team said that you have five violations, remember to deal with them." As soon as he arrived at the police force, Han Nuo was told that he had won the jackpot. "Xia Fei, you go." Han Nuo habitually shouted but no one responded for a long time, the hand that had just taken out a cigarette froze in mid-air and put the cigarette back again, turned around and walked towards the director's office.
"Director, I'm asking for a leave of absence." Liu Ju, who was drinking water from a thermos cup, was almost choked to death by Han Nuo's words, and stared incredibly at this model of dedication who was even more model workers than model workers for a long time before he held back a sentence: "How many days? At the end, he added: "You didn't use up the half month that I approved you last time, so make up for it this time." ”
"I said Hanno! Slow down! Wait for me! Ahh On the Great Wall, where the wind was raging, and he could barely stabilize his body by holding on to the iron railing, Ouyang Luo held the brim of his beret with one hand and the railing with the other hand, and called out loudly to Han Nuo, who was walking vigorously and continued to climb upward, but after the washing of the wind, all that was transmitted to Han Nuo's ears was the sound of mosquitoes humming. Han Nuo walked for a while and found that Ouyang Luo didn't follow, turned to look at Ouyang Luo, who stopped at the bottom of a steep step and refused to climb any further, took out his mobile phone and sent him a WeChat message: "I won't torture you at night if I climb up." Ouyang Luo took off his gloves and quickly replied, "Get out." Immediately put the mobile phone in the white down vest, kept snorting hot air into the palm of his hand, and looked at Han Nuo who threw him down and continued to climb forward with a slightly annoyed look, and slammed the iron railing with his hand angrily, his hand was shocked to the point of pain, and the pain made him scream for a long time. Ouyang Luo, who was completely angry, simply put his sweatshirt and hat on his head, and sat on the steps and let the rampant wind bully him.
I don't know how long it took, a dark blue striped cashmere scarf suddenly wrapped around his neck, and then Ouyang Luo was dragged up, pouting and looking at Han Nuo who turned back with a look of disdain, "What do you care about me!" Let me freeze to death in this wind and rain! ”