Volume 2: Snow Ridge Please Spirit - Haidong Emperor's Mausoleum Chapter 173: Regaining Life
"It's... Where is that? ”
When the master of the building heard the apprentice so self-destructive, he was so anxious that he was incoherent, and seemed to realize something, and he didn't dare to speak out.
Zhou Linke also said that Chen Yinmei has Lou Yunxian's handle in her hand, but they don't know what the handle is and can be so useful.
Hearing that Lou Yunxian would rather confess his guilt than expose the scandal, Yue Guanchao was even more curious about her previous experience.
Several people waited for Zheng Ke to recover a little, and rushed to the Public Security Bureau as fast as possible.
As soon as she entered the Public Security Bureau, Song Siyuan took Yue Guanchao straight to the General Patrol Office.
Song Siyuan didn't wait to knock on the door, and pushed open the office door:
"Brother, Lou Yunxian is really bent on death?"
"Ask her yourself."
Song Siwei beckoned, and the security officer took Yue Guanchao and them into the detention room.
On the way over, Yue Guanchao looked at Song Siyuan and the owner of the building:
"Wait a while, don't rush in, just let me go alone, there are too many people, she may not be able to say."
"This incident was originally caused by me, and when I got to this point, I feel quite sorry for her!"
"Okay, if you can persuade yourself."
Song Siyuan looked at Yue Guanchao, under his rude appearance, there was still a trace of iron-blooded tenderness, and he even thought of covering up the old things for Lou Yunxian.
Song Siyuan, Lou Wenliang, and Yue Erpao walked to the entrance of the detention hall, only stood at the entrance of the building, and let Yue Guanchao walk in alone.
The corridor was dark and cold, and the soles of the shoes echoed through the hall, making the detention room even more terrifying.
Approaching one of the cells, the warden picked up a stick and struck the fence:
"Lou Yunxian, someone has come to see you."
"Master, I don't want to go, you don't need to persuade the apprentice."
Lou Yunxian sat facing the wall in a lake-green cheongsam, the sun was dusty, shining on his face from the iron window, and a cold and stubborn back was burned on the silver gray ground!
"The owner of the building knows that he can't persuade you, so he let me come!"
Lou Yunxian noticed that she was not familiar with this voice, and turned to look at Yue Guanchao, her eyes full of doubt.
"Who are you?"
Yue Guanchao saw her suspicious and vigilant gaze, and then realized that she hadn't really seen herself since she came to Fengtian.
"You may not know me, but you must know this pocket watch."
With that, he took out his pocket watch from his pocket and lifted the side of the photo.
"This?"
Lou Yunxian's eyes were like dead ashes, and there was a trace of fluctuation, and she opened her handbag like crazy, and there was also a pocket watch inside.
It's just that the photo has been replaced by a half-grown boy, with upright and delicate facial features, and at a glance, you can tell that it is Lu Fengjian when he was a child.
"You are?"
After 20 years, Lou Yunxian was not sure that the person in front of her was the old person she thought was the old person, and she was stunned for a while.
"Lu Yurong, it's your name, your brother's name is Lu Fengjian, he is my best buddy."
As soon as these words came out, Lou Yunxian covered his mouth in disbelief, his eyes were red, and he held back his tears and did not shed them.
"It's done, let's talk about it when you come in the door, I'll give you a look outside, there's no one here."
The warden opened the door of the detention room and walked out, and when Yue Guanchao walked into the room, she quickly snatched the pocket watch and made sure that the workmanship was real, so she believed what he said.
"You... Is it really my brother's friend? ”
Liyuan celebrities, movie stars, socialites...... Lou Yunxian has countless identities, but at this moment, she only has one identity left - a hard-working woman who is eager to find her relatives.
"Yes, he asked me to protect you."
Yue Guanchao knew that the top priority was to arouse Lou Yunxian's desire to survive.
"And I have to apologize to you."
"Apologize?"
Lou Yunxian's eyes changed from excitement to doubt.
"Yes."
To make a long story short, Yue Guanchao told all the plots of the Tang family in the past month.
Hearing the end, Lou Yunxian suddenly realized, and his surprise became more and more obvious:
"It turns out that they are not targeting me, but trying to pinch you."
"Yes, I came today to tell you that you must not give up, as long as I am here, you will be safe."
Yue Guanchao's words are both Lu Fengjian's wish and his heart's words, everything is because of him, and he naturally has to be responsible.
Lou Yunxian's spirits perked up, and he walked from the shadow to the light:
"Well, since I know, don't worry, I won't beg for death."
"If you're the only one who comes and wants to tell me about it, do you have anything private to ask me?"
Lou Yunxian stood in the sun, the dead air in her eyes faded and regained her brilliance, she looked back at Yue Guanchao, her cold eyes seemed to pierce people's hearts.
"Why do you have to die for Chen Yinmei, what kind of grievances are there between you and her, without you, this earth-shattering situation would not have been able to be laid out at all."
Yue Guanchao didn't vomit or be unhappy, although this had nothing to do with the Tang family, he had to ask clearly.
"This matter is my private matter."
Lou Yunxian's thin eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously displeased, probably the handle that Chen Yinmei was holding reminded her of bad memories.
Yue Guanchao slowly spoke in the shadows:
"Your brother once went to Jinmen to look for you, but at that time, Chen Yinmei said that you disappeared from Jinhe Spinning Factory, and he had been looking for you for so many years, and he wanted to know if you were doing well all these years."
"How are you doing?"
"Hahahahaha."
Lou Yunxian repeated this sentence, crying unconsciously, and the miserable laughter was abnormally sad, as if he was sandwiched with bloody glass slag!