178, old man white

The lazy words seem to have a deep meaning.

I stopped and turned around slowly.

He stretched his legs wide open, leaning into his chair and looking at me with half-squinted eyes as if he were sleeping.

I asked him what he meant by what he meant, what he meant by "nothing should be done" and what he meant by "there will be good results".

He smiled slyly, didn't squeak, closed his eyes and ignored me.

I looked at the man in front of me who couldn't wake up no matter how I slept, and chewed every word, punctuation, and tone of voice in the sentence he just said, and suddenly I was really relieved, because it was obvious that something was already under his control.

It should be Yang Wenshuo's whereabouts.

This goods, looking at the muffled silence and idleness, actually touched Yang Wenshuo's whereabouts!

So I was really not in such a hurry, I smiled to myself, held my head high and called Xiaohai to go downstairs together, and then called Shangdai Furong, and drove to Bai Yafeng's house to see the old man.

When I was about to enter the community, Xiaohai told me to stop, and then she rushed into the supermarket next to her to buy some fruits and vegetables, all with her own money.

My mouth was too cheap, so I couldn't help but laugh and tease her, saying, "Yo, the iron rooster actually made money on Bai Yafeng's stinky boy, it's really weird." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, she slapped the supermarket checkout receipt into my hand with a blank face, and said two words coldly: "Reimbursement." ”

I was so stunned that I had to scold myself for being too cheap. Dai Furong suddenly laughed, and I turned my head and threw him a big look.

He still laughed and said, "You two are so interesting. ”

Dai Furong's words and expressions seemed to be very envious. Come to think of it, he is the kind of loner character, and he shouldn't have friends who can dig out his heart and lungs, so it's normal to have envy for other people's friendships. It's pitiful to think about it, and I feel more and more sorry for him.

The nanny of the Yafeng family was doing laundry, and when she saw us coming, she was very happy and greeted and sat down. Xiaohai told her to be busy with her going, don't worry about us, after speaking, she walked to the master bedroom to see the old man, and she looked like a hostess in every word, I followed behind and watched, I wanted to laugh, I was afraid that she would be angry, and I held back.

The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at the sky outside the window with distracted eyes, and the corners of his mouth were cloudy. Xiao Hai walked over and squatted down to wipe him clean, looked at his clothes again, made sure they were all clean and comfortable, and then said a few words to him, saying that Yafeng was busy these days, and he couldn't take care of it, and when he finished the case in his hand, he could relax for a few days, and then take him out for a walk or something.

In the past, I always thought that the old man had no consciousness at all, and the occasional slight movement of his limbs was just the most basic physiological reflex, which should be similar to a vegetative person. But now it seems that he should really slap himself in the mouth, how can he be so negligent. Because although the old man's eyes were very empty, he obviously tried very hard to focus his eyes on Xiao Hai's face, which was evidence that he was conscious, but I didn't pay attention to it.

It should have been misled by the doctor, and the preconceived judgment of a vegetative person.

It really shouldn't.

After Xiaohai went to the kitchen to help cook, I took a stool and sat next to the old man to chat with him, telling him that my name is Suni, I am a friend of Yafeng, how did I meet Yafeng, how long have I known Yafeng, what funny things have happened, etc., etc., and I have been talking and talking for a long time.

As I spoke, tears streaming down my face.

Before today, the old man seemed to be just a symbol of "father", but now, knowing that he can understand what I say, and knowing that he is happy for his son, he suddenly has a very strong feeling. I have such a good friendship with Bai Yafeng, his father, who is also my father, is my relative.

Then I felt sad, a good person lives like this, can't move or speak, how many grievances and anxieties in my heart can't be expressed, it's really too painful, if it were me, maybe I would hope that I would be stoned to death and pulled down, and suffer less guilt. But I believe that the old man definitely does not think so, he has a good son, and he has to watch his son live in peace and happiness.

I wiped away the tears from my face and turned to look at Dai Furong, who was standing by the bedroom door looking at us, his expression and eyes were cautious, this completely strange and strange environment made him uncomfortable, and he could not only stand there awkwardly if he was not going in or out.

I called him in and introduced him seriously: This is our friend Bai Yafeng's father, Mr. Bai. This is a well-known reporter in Qianzhou City.

Dai Furong obviously had no experience in dealing with seriously ill patients, and was very cramped, so she hesitated for a while before squatting down politely, keeping her eyes level with the old man's eyes, and respectfully saying hello to him, her expression was as obedient as a child.

I didn't mention Furong's name in front of the old man because I was afraid that he would be in a hurry, because Dai Furong was the nephew of Dai Wenjing, the murderer of the "Liao family's vicious murder case" that the old man investigated before the accident.

I don't want to mess up the internal divisions before I get to the bottom of the whole case.

We had lunch at Bai's house, and sat around to play mahjong, and let the old man sit next to him and watch. This is Xiaohai's proposal. It is estimated that she is also from the life knowledge seen on TV, playing mahjong will help activate the brain, prevent Alzheimer's disease and the like.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Yafeng called, and I went outside to pick him up and asked him how he was doing. He scolded indiscriminately, saying that he didn't know which lacked virtue and threw a snakeskin bag of plastic garbage into the sewer, blocked a diversion, and the water overflowed the road, making him think there was a corpse, and squatted in the rain for a long time in vain, and now he is rushing to another sewer with blocked water.

After the debriefing, he yelled at me, "Nil! If you can't find a body in the sewers, I'll throw you down, believe it or not! ”

He yelled hard, probably balanced in his heart, and finally closed his mouth, took a few breaths, and then told me about the license plate, the Ministry of Transportation just called him, and the license plate I sent him was checked, and there was no registration information.

I don't think there's any surprise in this result, but I just don't understand what "no registration information" means.

"The license plate is owner's, but there is no registration information," he explained. ”

I asked him again in an accentuated tone what he meant.

He paused before saying, "There's only one possibility." That is, the car with the license plate number belonging to a senior secret officer of a high-level secret agency. ”

I asked him to give an example.

He lowered his voice very softly: "It's not easy to lift. The Ministry of National Defense, the National Security Bureau, the Decryption Bureau, the Civil Security Bureau, the armed forces, and so on are all possible, and there are also some other secrecy departments under normal organs, but it is impossible for us to know which department is responsible for what work and which agency is subordinate to this kind of secrecy department. These are all said by the friend who helped me check the license plate. ”

I recalled Chang Kun's face, bit my lip and said thank you to Bai Yafeng, and wanted to hang up the phone after speaking, but he stopped me.

He was worried, and his tone became very gentle, and he said, "Nier, are you in trouble?" How do you check all the strange license plates? ”

I smiled and told him not to think about it, I just checked and played.

He screamed, "Nerves, you! The license plate of the high-level secret department can also be checked casually? You eat bear heart leopard gall, right? ”

I still laughed lightly: "Didn't I know before, but now that I know, I won't check and play in the future." ”

He actually knew that the words he persuaded me were in vain, and I was not the kind of person who could listen to persuasion, so I had to sigh and stop persuading, and hung up the phone to help him.

A few of us didn't have the heart to play mahjong anymore, so we packed up and left. The nanny sent us out, and I stuffed money into her pocket as a thank you for taking care of the old man. She refused to accept it, saying that she had asked Yafeng a few days ago that she had not been able to accept the advance, where could she still collect the money. After repeated excuses, he finally accepted it, and said with tears in his eyes: "Don't worry, I will take good care of the old man, and I won't let him suffer any grievances." ”

When I went downstairs, I asked Xiaohai about the origin of the nanny, because although she looked old, she looked like she was in her forties, but the old appearance was some superficial exaggeration, not counting, and the actual age was estimated to be in her early thirties at most.

Sure enough, Xiaohai said that the woman married an unsuccessful husband in her early years, suffered six years of domestic violence and abuse, and finally left easily, she couldn't stay in the countryside, and went to the city to beg for a living.

I listened to it, and I felt in my heart that Xiaohai looked at people and things harshly, and felt that no matter how big or small the things in the world were, they were all within her bearing, and she couldn't escape a bit. Then I remembered the look and tone of her face when she was talking to the old man in the room just now, and the old man tried to focus his eyes on her face, and suddenly felt that if she could become a pair with Yafeng, I don't know how good it would be, and many kinds of heartbreak would be complete.

It's already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, I wanted to go home directly to rest, but after thinking about it, I can't go back to my home, and Li Xu's messy and dirty kennel really doesn't want to go back, I don't even have a computer, and I expect a broken TV for entertainment, and I'm bored to death, so it's better to go back to the bureau and stay, maybe I can make some progress. And as far as the agreement made with Chang Kun today, you really can't be lazy.

As soon as the car arrived at the door of the Public Security Bureau, I suddenly saw a large group of people running out of the hall, three of them ran into the car, sounded the alarm bell and drove out, I only saw clearly that Fu Yuxin was rushing to the front, his car and my car staggered past, I saw his face gloomy as if he was going to kill someone, and his eyes were very hideous, very scary.

He was so focused on the front that he didn't even notice me.

I thought about it, I was shocked for a moment, and I immediately understood that he really wanted to kill people, to kill Yang Wenshuo! He must know where Yang Wenshuo is!

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