The brush brushes over the surface of the linen, gently like a bird flying across the lake.

First the thunderclouds tumbled in the sky, then the elongated glow on the stained glass, and the thick paint was smeared into the gaps in the fibers of the cloth by the tip of the pen.

Thereupon.

The heavy rain soaked out of the canvas in front of the young man, and blended with the continuous raindrops in the continuous night thunder outside the window.

Bang.

The distant sky was lit up by lightning, and almost instantly, a huge thunderclap followed, like a whip pulling through the air, making a thunderclap.

The earth seemed to tremble.

The old-fashioned folding window, which was not locked, seemed to have been struck by this whip, and was violently pushed open by the wind.

The cold wind swept through the open windows, the curtains were rolled up, and all the papers and sketchbooks in the room were held in place, and the wind blew and fluttered.

Gu Weijing put down the brush.

He quickly ran to the window, re-tightened it, kept the wind and rain out, and pushed the bolt tight.

Gu Weijing looked out the window at the Yangon River, which was rippling like a tide in the rain, and shook his head slightly.

It's hard weather!

May is just the beginning of the tropical rainy season.

Myanmar has a special geographical location.

The towering Himalayas in the north will do some way to block the cold air that tries to cross the Indian subcontinent in Southeast Asia from north to south.

Reduced convergence of warm and cold airflows.

Heat to heat.

In previous years, it was rare for Yangon to experience such intense rainstorms.

It is extremely rare until the second half of the rainy season, which lasts for at least four or five months.

Some time ago.

He also felt that it was a rare luck to be able to encounter a heavy rain similar to that of Carol's predecessors in the Good Luck Orphanage, and specially called Miss Katsuko to come out to collect wind, and said that this kind of opportunity may be the only time she stayed in Myanmar.

Unexpectedly, after a month, he was slapped in the face.

There was a thick fog in the first two days of this week, and today it looks like a leak.

It's unusually tight.

"Meow! Meow meow! ”

Ngawang jumped on the windowsill with his chubby buttocks, glanced at the rainstorm outside the window, and gently patted the glass twice with the little claws of plum blossoms to make sure that it was thick and safe.

The tanuki arched its back disdainfully, its amber pupils spinning and turning, and the snoring cat's expression of demonstrator came out of its throat at the lightning and thunder outside the window.

It waved its claws aggressively.

As if to say, don't be afraid, little Guzi, there are cats covering you.

You can say that we are fat.

But it can't be said that our Ngawang is not handsome.

In addition to the difficulty of bathing, Ngawang is really the stupidest and most daring cat Gu Weijing has ever seen.

From snakes with very low IQs, to cats, dogs, lions, tigers, elephants, to primates like humans.

All living things on Earth naturally react to thunder to a certain degree of stress.

Some scholars believe that in order to avoid dangers such as floods or lightning fires that may accompany thunder, loud noises will stimulate the adrenal cortex in the organism to secrete hormones, thereby triggering the "fight or flight" instinct and making animals more sensitive.

It's the result of a long evolutionary process, something that's engraved in ancient genes.

A large number of cats are naturally very afraid of thunder.

The more purebred, the less daring.

Miss Sakai had told him that all the seven or eight cats that her mother had in her home in Japan had curled up in a corner in horror and trembled as soon as they heard the thunder.

There is also a British bobtail cat with a pedigree certificate who was induced by thunder and had a heart attack, which made his mother uncomfortable for a long time.

A month of Sundays.

Their cats are sent to the pet hospital for special desensitization training.

If Ngawang wants to know that there is such a thing, he will definitely lick his paws contemptuously, saying that this is what kind of pampered waste wood cowardly cat.

Shame on the king.

Obviously under the thunder.

The pointer of her "fight-flight" instinct leaned to the side of the battle.

Or rather.

In most cases, Gu Weijing has never seen Ngawang cowardly, except when facing Jasmine.

When he used to watch the documentary "The True Colors of Animals", he had seen the African lion captured under the hidden lens of the film crew, disturbed by the thunderous whistle of the train passing through the territory, so he felt that the majesty of the territory was offended, and made an offensive gesture towards the dragon-like train.

The director was shocked and thought of Cervantes's pen, the knight who attacked the evil windmill in his imagination, and named the fearless lion "Don Quixote Lion" with infinite emotion.

On a rainy day, the pet cat meowing towards the sky, Gu Weijing is really the first time to see it.

"Oh, my family Awang, the degree of stupidity and boldness is enough to be named Don Quixo cat. Right? ”

Gu Weijing raised his chin towards Ngawang.

Ngawang didn't understand.

She didn't even pay attention to the emotion of the shovel officer, or teased, and was persistently in front of the window, posing with lightning as the background, meowing.

Judging by her physical gestures.

Gu Weijing guessed casually, and it was estimated that she was scolding quite dirty.

He took a deep look at the rainstorm outside the window in the early morning, and was sure that God would probably not be as knowledgeable as a cat, and she should be ...... Possible...... It is estimated that it will not be struck by lightning.

I walked back to the center of the studio.

After a quick inspection, the original work of "The Old Church on a Thunderstorm" that was taken out of the safe and placed against the wall was not stained with moisture by the newly opened window.

That's when I was relieved.

Gu Weijing picked up the pages that were blown on the ground by the wind one by one.

It's all the things he has put on the studio table in the past few days.

There are a few pencil drafts that are used to figure out the lines of various sketches, painted as if they were bead nets.

More of them are newspapers.

A wide variety of newspapers.

There are national newspapers such as the Myanmar Mirror, state media, city newspapers in Yangon, and a few private newspapers and weekly newspapers.

He picked up the newspapers one by one.

is different from the grandfather's habit of reading newspapers every day, young people like Gu Weijing of Generation Z usually do not have the habit of reading newspapers.

The reason why he bought almost every kind of current political newspaper and magazine he could see in the past two days.

is to understand what Boss Chen called "Brother Hao's little twists and turns" and the situation at Koko's family.

This kind of political struggle involves the top brass in Yangon.

Traditional old-school paper media may have their own natural mouthpiece positions, but in the end they are more reliable than listening to the wind and rain on the Internet.

With his movements.

The pages rattled.

The relevant columns on each one are telling about Brother Hao's terrible and terrifying and Koukou's father's broken drums and hammers.

Koukou's father's loss of power is something that is obvious from a casual two-page newspaper.

Almost all the mainstream newspapers have paid attention to the changes in the power of the top team of the Yangon police force and the change of the list of police inspectors.

I don't know if it's good news.

With the exception of the Mirror, which began with the newspaper, there were no other credible sources of newspaper information indicating that there was a serious case of corruption in the Yangon Police Force.

Of course...... The news may also have been suppressed.

But.

Gu Weijing read that there was already news that the smart investigative reporter got the news that there was an additional employee named Dan Minming in the traffic police team, who had the same name and surname as the former senior police inspector, and asked whether the two people in the city had the same name and surname, or the same person.

Gu Weijing hopes to be the same person.

At least

Then he didn't have to worry about the possibility that Daddy Coco was in prison and even secretly executed.

He even called Du Qinen, Chen Shenglin's big secretary, and wanted to ask someone to investigate the matter.

The other party agreed without hesitation, and did not ask him why he cared about a police inspector, only that the matter was still undecided for the time being, and asked him to wait.

And Brother Hao's horror is even more secretive.

The reason why these local newspapers, the more Gu Weijing reads, the more cold he feels, is not how arrogant and famous the hao brother in the newspaper is.

Rather, it's quite the opposite.

What is it about Brother Hao......

He read every newspaper, every story about it, and there was not a word on it.

It's zero, it's blank, it's nothingness.

This godfather of the underworld is like a giant black hole lurking in the city.

It devours all light, all good, and even the information itself.

The most terrible villain is not Al Capone, who dares to let his subordinates hold a dozen Thompson submachine guns, sweep the luxurious Cadillac ridden by the rival gang boss into a hornet's nest, and set up a street fire with the Chicago Police Department agents in broad daylight, so that the FBI lists him as the number one public enemy, and a 100-person investigation team is formed to arrest him, and his life is enough to make a child stop crying. The story has been adapted into a superhero of countless best-selling and Hollywood films.

The reason why the underworld is the underworld.

It is because the most terrible villain can skillfully hide his huge fat body in the huge dark silhouette of the city.

There was not a trace of the sun.

Brother Hao appeared at the dinner table of every family, after the tea and dinner, in a whisper in a low voice. Appearing after the bald head came to the door, his grandfather Gu Tongxiang's nervous expression.

The small businessmen who appeared in the calligraphy and painting public market heard that Gu Weijing had taken Brother Hao's line, and enviously invited him to develop and take them to make a fortune together.

appeared on Chen Shenglin's phone ......

It even appeared in the private address book number of the cell phone that the bald head gave him in the coffee shop.

For Gu Weijing.

Brother Hao is such a real godfather of the underworld that threatens his life, he is such a living existence, he just needs to broadcast and call.

Maybe it only takes more than ten seconds later, you can hear it on the earpiece, "HELLO, this is Brother Hao, undertaking one-stop service of murder and arson, money laundering and stolen goods, welcome to patronize!" Conscience pricing, customer service, no evil is our aim, kill two get one, kill more, send more" that object.

And on TV, in newspapers, in the news...... But there is no trace of Brother Hao.

No photos, no reports, good or bad, nothing.

It seems that the existence of this person is just a collective spiritual illusion of urban people.

Mysterious, like an invisible ghost.

It's also terrifying, like a life-reeling ghost.

A high-ranking police officer like Daddy Coco said that he was dealt with by Brother Hao, and he was dealt with.

If it weren't for Chen Shenglin's reminder, and the fact that he knew in advance that Kou Kou's father was investigating Brother Hao. Maybe even Gu Weijing doesn't realize how these two things are related.

The special crackdown, which had not even begun, was not even seen in the newspapers, as if it had never appeared.

It's like a peaceful peach blossom paradise, and you're bragging to the little flower next door on the fishing boat next door, when a green-faced and fanged ghost jumps out of the water and drags her away.

You shout in horror, there are ghosts, there are ghosts!

As a result, other people should be fishing and fishing, and you should be drying their nets, and you cry that the little flower was eaten by a ghost. The noodle seller next door patted you on the shoulder pityingly, saying that you were overly sad and hallucinating.

Xiaohua fell to her death by herself.

Then everyone continued to live in peace.

After witnessing all this, can you still be peaceful?

This is not a peach blossom garden, this TMD is a ghost village!

Perhaps Myanmar has never had the peace and tranquility of a peach blossom paradise in the past few hundred years, but at this moment, Gu Weijing really has a terrifying feeling of living in a ghost village.

Brother Hao ate a senior police inspector right next to him.

But they couldn't see each other.

Gu Weijing sighed heavily.

Evil spirits eat people, and heaven and earth should cry.

According to the theory of heaven and man induction in ancient history books, at this moment, this lightning and thunderous rain is at the right time.

He pulled out his phone.

Select the avatar of the friend "Koko", the energetic golden retriever girl protagonist in the drama "Lonely Rock", and click on the chat box.

[Give me a call.] If there's anything I can do to help, please ask. 】

In the past, Koko liked to talk to him.

also bothered Gu Weijing and didn't know how to keep a proper distance.

Gu Weijing has sent several messages to Kou Ko in the past few days.

But the stone sank into the sea.

The last message sent to him by the other party was still the little milk cat with a stupid and cute face and a smile on his face.

Gu Weijing is very clear.

Coco must not be able to smile so brightly now.

With a long sigh, he flipped through a calendar on the wall and circled a red circle on a day in late June.

Countdown to 52 days.

This is the normal closing day of the term at Dulwich.

He wants to talk to his grandfather seriously, and as soon as he finishes high school, he will run immediately, and it is best to run it together as a family.

Gu Weijing still has $100,000 in his account, and he is not ready to invest the money in charity for the time being.

He is now not short of free XP.

This money is safe to hold in your hand and convenient for emergency response.

By the end of June, the Scholastic Group's share of the second quarter was in hand.

Although Gu's calligraphy and painting shop is an industry handed down from ancestors.

But as long as you have money, where can you open a gallery, not a gallery? Their ancestors did not open a gallery in Myanmar.

Prosperous antiques, troubled gold.

In the same way with art, if you are engaged in painting, as long as you don't have to compete with yourself, don't have too high spirits, don't have too big ambitions, and you have to do something to achieve greatness with the experience of blood and fire.

It's better to be a layman and a painter in a stable place.

Again.

is really tight, Gu Weijing is not a machismo who can't wipe his face, he can borrow it from Shengzi!

No kidding.

Miss Sakai's pocket money alone is enough to support their family.

(End of chapter)