"Sleeping after eating is like a pig." Fang Lubai put on her coat and walked out of the door with Saturday.

I was very happy just now, but for some reason it was unusually quiet now, looking at Saturday who was walking in front, Fang Lubai pulled her back.

"What are you doing?" Saturday looked at Fang Lubai in a bit of a panic.

Fang Lubai stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, only to find that the green light at the intersection had turned red on Saturday. She looked at Fang Lubai embarrassedly, and then stood on the side of the road and waved her hands.

The taxi soon pulled up to the side of the road, and on Saturday it reached out and said goodbye to Fang Lubai. Seeing that the car was getting farther and farther away, Fang Lubai took out a cigarette from his pocket.

It had already entered autumn, Fang Lubai's coat was slightly thin in the cold wind, and after being blown by the wind a few times, Fang Lubai couldn't help but speed up his pace and walk towards the hospital.

Handing over the prepared meal to Chang Qingshan, Chang Qingshan asked Fang Lubai in some surprise: "What about Saturday?"

"She said she wanted to go back to the dorm to sleep, so she went back first." Fang Lubai stretched out his hand to put his coat on the hanger, and was about to walk out.

"What are you going to do?" Chang Qingshan's voice came from behind him.

"I'll take a look at Zhao Wei's hospital room." After finishing speaking, Fang Lubai walked out of the ward.

Zhao Wei's ward is not far away, only one floor apart. Fang Lubai went straight upstairs and found that the policeman on duty at the door was dozing off.

Wake him up, Fang Lubai asked him to rest first, and then Fang Lubai walked into the ward alone.

Zhao Wei on the bed was indeed a little sluggish, his whole head was hanging to the side, his chest was agitating up and down like a bellows, and the quilt on his body was shaking up and down like dead leaves in water.

"Are you ......" Zhao Wei saw someone walk in, he shook his head, wanted to sit up straight but couldn't do anything.

"I'm Fang Lubai from the city bureau, can I speak now?" Fang Lubai hurriedly pressed Zhao Wei down and asked him.

"It's okay, I've recovered some." His voice was a little slurred, like cotton was stuffed in his throat.

"Is it okay to answer a few things?" Fang Lubai covered the quilt for him, and then poured him a glass of water.

"If there's anything you want to ask, just ask." Zhao Wei took a sip of water, then turned his head to Fang Lubai.

"How much do you know about smuggling cases?" Fang Lubai asked him softly.

"I'm just a money-earning boatman, so I know what. It's just that the last time I threw the goods into the sea, I found that the goods were all bloody. Zhao Wei seemed to recall the scene of that day.

Seeing that Zhao Wei's eyes were rolling upwards, and there were words in his mouth, Fang Lubai was not in a hurry to ask, until Zhao Wei came back to his senses, Fang Lubai continued to ask him.

"Have you seen the boss?"

"Boss? The boss is our boat boss, but there is another person on top of the ship, but I don't know what his name is. ”

Hearing this, Fang Lubai rummaged in his pocket for a while, and then put a photo in front of him: "Is this the person?"

Zhao Wei just glanced at it, and then said affirmatively: "That's right, it's him, but he only appeared once, and that was when he ran for the first time."

It seems that this case was planned by Meng Sifan, and then the massage asked him again: "The other two boatmen who died, do you know who killed them?"

When Zhao Wei heard this, he seemed to remember something terrifying. Then he held out a finger and said, "It's... It was the boat boss, and he wanted to shut us up, so he killed Jiang Qiming and Wang Gang. ”

Fang Lubai hurriedly handed over the water and signaled him to suppress the shock, but Zhao Wei choked on the water, and his head tilted to the side and coughed uncontrollably.

"How do you know it was the Captain who killed the other two?" Fang Lubai saw that Zhao Wei's breathing gradually calmed down, and asked him with some doubts.

"It was Wang Gang who called me, he was drinking at the time, and the two of us were discussing a change of job, and then I heard a few knocks on the door on the phone, and then I heard the sound of the boat boss and Wang Gang scolding, and then I ran outside."

Looking at Zhao Wei, who was a little flustered, Fang Lubai didn't know what to do for a while, only to see that the skin on his face was twitching violently, and it seemed that the muscles trembled due to tension.

"You calm down first, and I'll ask later." Fang Lubai got up from the chair, then took a cigarette and went into the balcony to smoke slowly.

Seeing that Zhao Wei was still trembling uncontrollably, Fang Lubai didn't know what to do for a while, thinking that Zhao Wei didn't have a complete piece of skin because of the burns, Fang Lubai sighed secretly.

Back in the ward, Zhao Wei seemed to calm down a little, and Fang Lubai asked a little absentmindedly: "Why are you so sure that Wang Gang was killed by the ship boss?"

"Because I heard an argument between the two of them, and then the sound of glass breaking, I was so sure." Zhao Wei replied with a little choked up.

"It's raining so hard that you can hear the glass breaking?" Fang Lubai looked at Zhao Wei with some incredulity, but found that Zhao Wei's attention was not here, and when he looked at it, Fang Lubai found that Zhao Wei's eyes were staring at the window.

"Want to go out for a walk?" Fang Lubai asked Zhao Wei with some uncertainty.

"It's been a long time since I've been out to see." Zhao Wei licked his lips and said with some nostalgia.

"Why don't I push you to the balcony?" After finishing speaking, Fang Lubai called the doctor, and after permission, the two put Zhao Wei in the wheelchair smoothly, and then pushed him to the small balcony.

"Look, it's autumn now, and it's cold outside!" As he spoke, Fang Lubai's mind recalled Saturday's thin figure again.

"I can't get out anyway, and I'm not cold in the ward!" Zhao Wei replied to Fang Lubai in a hoarse voice.

Seeing Zhao Wei in a daze at the window, Fang Lubai sat quietly next to him, and the two looked out of the window together.

Although the weather was cold, it did not shake the mood of the patients to go out. Looking at the patient walking slowly, Zhao Wei slowly grinned.

"What's interesting coming to mind?" Looking at Zhao Wei, who had the corners of his mouth raised, Fang Lubai asked him with some curiosity.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm happy to think that I'm recovering quickly and that I won't be able to be discharged from the hospital in a short time."

After Zhao Wei finished speaking, he laughed out loud, but the voice was extremely harsh, as if there were two pieces of glass rubbing between his throat, sharp and a little scary.

"Happy? I wonder if the other two who died will be as happy as you. After finishing speaking, Fang Lubai walked behind him.

The room was a little scary, and Zhao Wei sat on a chair alone, lazily basking in the sun.

"Meng Lei?" Fang Lubai's voice suddenly came from behind him, and Zhao Wei subconsciously replied.

Turning his head, Zhao Wei found that Fang Lubai was standing behind him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Why is the Boss's name called?" Zhao Wei's voice trembled a little, and he asked Fang Lubai with some doubts.

"Haven't you had enough of this farce, Meng Lei?" Fang Lubai patted him on the shoulder, but Zhao Wei didn't care about the pain in his heart, but felt that the man behind him exuded a cold aura.