Chapter 18: Death and Resurrection
Thundered.
Dark clouds swept away, covering the sky and the sun, and thunder and lightning made when they landed. Shen Dashao stood under the eaves corridor, raised his eyes and looked at the sky, the purple lightning and green thunder split a dazzling gap in the clouds, and the raindrops fell in an instant, dense as a curtain.
Li Yong led a group of attendants out of the medical hall, his face solemn, "Except for those that came out of the doctor's mouth just now, I can't find any other clues." Even if the second young master left a mark on the road, it should have been almost washed away by the heavy rain by now. ”
From the intermittent blood stains on the mountain road, and then followed by the mud marks run over by the cars along the road, they can be said to be non-stop, but they are still a step late. According to the doctor, they had only been gone for more than an hour.
The wind blew fiercely, as if it was about to swallow heaven and earth. Shen Dashao wore a knee-length windbreaker, the corners of his clothes swirled and fell in the wind, making a violent sound, and the raindrops splashed densely all over the corners. As if he didn't know, his face was calm, but he kept quietly wiping a little red between his fingertips.
He believed that the woman couldn't just resign herself to fate and go with the flow, and she must have left her hands behind.
And not just that little bit of poison powder on the ground.
"Searched the infirmary?" Shen Dashao asked.
Li Yong was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he asked so much, and immediately nodded yes. In the medical hall with a big sesame seed, I have already led my brothers to search a few times inside and outside, and these are all in the eyes of Dashao.
He sensed Li Yong's apprehension, smiled and patted him on the shoulder twice, as if he usually asked: "If you are in a life-and-death situation, you know that someone will come to save you, but you can't count the time, how will you save yourself during this period of inescapability?" ”
Li Yong pondered for a moment and told the truth, "Since it is impossible to escape with wings, you can't attack, you can only outwit and make good use of any means and conditions around you that may be put to death and survive." ”
That's right, it's to make good use of any means around you that may put you to death and survive!
Li Yong has followed him since he was a child, with ups and downs all the way, loaded with guns. His answer showed the instinctive reaction of a person with bloody intelligence, and Shen Dashao believed that that woman also had such a hot and strong blood, undiscouraged and unbreakable blood. From the moment she leaped into the attic that night, he knew she wouldn't compromise to death so easily.
The wind and rain swept in, his black hair was flamboyant, a little messy, and the pair of lacquered pupils were dead and silent in the depths, and he turned around and froze in the two glass doors behind him. As his gaze focused, he strode open and pushed the door open, the sound of his shoes knocking on his leather shoes passed, leaving only a trail of slightly damp water stains.
Li Yong left two attendants outside the door, leading the rest to follow closely.
The aftershocks did not stop, and new shocks arose. The one-pole doctor in the medical hall heard the sound, and tremblingly poked out half of his head from the curtain where he was hiding, and saw that it was the group of tall men who had returned, especially the face of the leading man seemed to become more cold. He held his breath, tiptoed his toes, and tiptoed around the back door.
Li Yong's eyes quickly pulled him out.
His trembling body suddenly went limp, and he spread it on the ground. Li Yong didn't give him a chance to react, and suddenly blocked the door of his head with a sturdy barrel, and the doctor turned pale with fright, stiffened and swallowed the wailing sound in his throat again.
Silent. Only the wind whistled, stirring a few white curtains, constantly fluttering and fluttering in the air, and casting trembling shadows on the ground.
Shen Dashao's gaze was like a needle, shuttling around him slit by gap.
In this humble infirmary, any means condition that is possible to put oneself to death!
Gradually, his eyes lingered on the table next to the hospital bed, a red tray of porridge and side dishes.
The doctor saw him staring at the breakfast on the table with a cold face, and he didn't know what the mystery was, so he just wanted to sell it in time to save his life, so he hurriedly said: "This breakfast was bought by the man in the long shirt who seemed to be in charge in the morning, and he personally served it to the young lady and talked for a while." ”
Shen Da Shao's eyes were condensed, Li Yong looked over with his line of sight, and saw that it was still an ordinary breakfast, and he couldn't help but be puzzled, but he saw that Da Shao lifted his steps and walked towards the wooden table with steady steps. The sky and the earth were dark, and several thunderbolts suddenly appeared, and the lightning flashed, outlining his tall and resolute back.
In fact, there is nothing unusual about these breakfasts, but the people who eat them are strange. There was no sign of the porridge being moved, and only one egg was half eaten and placed neatly on a small plate. It's a deliberate effort that doesn't hide it.
He picked up the half of the egg, brought it to his eyes, and looked at it delicately. Sure enough, the imperceptible lower end of the egg white suddenly scratched, unfolding smoothly, although it was only a small part, but it was lifelike, and the moment it came into view, his thoughts suddenly turned a thousand times. Gradually, the face was covered by the overwhelming gloom clouds, which lasted for a long time.
She drew a butterfly.
After a long time, he turned around, frowned, and said lightly to Li Yong: "Go and tell Lin Inspector that he doesn't have to send people to patrol the house to search for the whereabouts of the second brother." This matter will have to be considered in the long run. ”
The showers are beginning to stop, and the sky is getting late. At this time, in a secluded small house on Wufu Road in the west of the city, Ping Yan and Shen Yuchen were sitting quietly at the dinner table, looking at each other without saying a word.
The sky is beginning to darken, and the haze, clouds, and rain in recent days seem to have been consumed in this huge battle. Through the open half of the wooden door, you can clearly see the blue canopy, the sunset is like torn silk, the wisps of silk are swirling in the sky, and the brilliance is scorching. Ping Yan not only admired this calm and spectacular scenery, but also kept an eye on the attendants who were patrolling back and forth outside the door, and did not slack off.
It seems to have entered their lair, and the people who handle it here are much denser.
She closely calculated whether Shen Dashao had gone to the hospital at this hour, and whether he had found the mark she had left. Suddenly she remembered the half-flapping butterfly wings in her mind, and at the moment when the leader flicked his sleeves and peeled the eggs, half of them were exposed on his wrists. The butterfly wings are colorful and huge, the lines are complex, the black background is vermilion, and the outline is hidden in a circle of dark light, bewitching and vivid, like a ball of fireworks slowly blooming in the dark night.
She secretly wrote it down, and secretly carved it under the egg with a hairpin, for fear that no one would find it, and did enough superficial work.
His instinct told him that a man would not tattoo a butterfly pattern on his body, which must be a totemic badge with some kind of coded command.
She didn't want to sit still, so she had been trying her best to use all the possible conditions around her to put her to death. On the other hand, the second young master Shen in front of him can really be said to have a big brain and a big heart, and he can't think about it, and before he has been worried and depressed for half an hour, he began to pinch a chicken leg and gnaw it happily.
Eight years of wandering, surviving in troubled times. She has always been scheming, good at observing words and feelings, and hitting everyone's heart. But only the two young masters of the Shen family, although she can't see through Shen Dashao's character, she can still detect his shallow ambitions, but Shen Yuchen, she has always thought that he is just a rich young master who is good at spending time and drinking, and has an unruly personality, but he is sometimes ruthless and decisive, sometimes not serious, and sometimes scheming, it seems to be ever-changing, like a nesting doll that he often played with when he was a child. It's all dumb riddles that make it impossible to see the true face.
Shen Yuchen saw her staring at herself with suspicion in her eyes, and didn't ask much, she put a piece of meat into the bowl in front of her, but said without any guilt: "You haven't eaten for a day, eat a little bit, don't mind if they haven't done anything to us, we will starve to death first." ”
Ping Yan saw him gobbling up, sweeping through the wind and clouds, and living a good present, regardless of the fearlessness of the future. The knot in her heart seemed to be loosened by the infection, she took a few bites of rice, Shen Yuchen kept eating for Ping Yan while thinking about foreign food.
Unconsciously, the stars hung sparsely low, the moon disk was clear, the bright streamer, and the night came quietly.