Dear Mr. Lu

Bruin Delang is Professor Delang's real name, but he never thought that he would be known by others one day, just as he never thought that he would be caught by a group of yellow monkeys one day.

"Tell me, who is the person who contacted you, and who passed the information to you?" The interrogator this time is still Ling Su. In the big warehouse, he sat on a chair with his legs crossed, With a blindingly bright incandescent lamp above his head, he picked up an enlarged photo and tapped on the portrait on it: "Is it this person?"

Bruin Delang, who was tied to a chair with messy hair and beard, glanced at the person in the photo, and it was Luo Wencheng.

He maintained the restraint and demeanor of a cultural person, and a high-end technician with honors and high professional titles, and said in blunt Chinese: "I don't know what you are talking about, you have arrested the wrong person, and you are not afraid of causing international disputes." ?”

"Oh, international disputes, I'm so scared!" Ling Su pretended to be very scared, and then sneered, "You think too highly of yourself, believe it or not, I'm going to sue you for stealing state secrets first? What did you receive?" That document is in the hands of a secret department in our country right now, and you received it with your usual flashlight, right? Let's check it out, and it's all your stuff, papers and the like , the evidence is as solid as a mountain!"

Bruin Delang didn't understand half of what he heard. The speech was too long. The translator translated Ling Su's words to him, and his face was ugly: "My computer was stolen."

"Just lie to yourself, and you don't have to worry too much. Let me tell you, that chip was only kept in the hands of the person in the picture for one night, and no one else had a chance to do it. The person who contacted you was him, right? ? As long as you nod your head, I will let you go immediately."

Ling Su said temptingly, but Bruin Delang still insisted that he didn't know anything.

At this time, the warehouse door opened, and several people walked in.

Ling Su quickly stood up and bent over: "Sir."

Lu Chong came in feeling cold, followed by Luo Wencheng. Luo Wencheng didn't come in by himself, but was pushed in by someone. His hair was messed up and his clothes were crumpled. It looked like he was in a bad situation.

Lu Chong pointed to Bruin Delang: "Do you know this person?"

Luo Wencheng was "rudely" pushed in front of Bruin Delang, staring at each other with both eyes, as if he was going to call a professor in the next moment, Bruin Delang saw his intention and quickly stared at him secretly. He glanced at him and said first, "I don't know this person at all. I don't know anything. Who are you guys?"

Luo Wencheng received the "instruction", closed his eyes, turned to Lu Chong and said, "Sir, I have never seen this person before."

"Really? So you didn't pass that information on to him?" Lu Chong sat down on the chair Ling Su gave up and said with a smile, but as long as he is not blind, he can see that behind his smile is something that can burn everything anger.

"I haven't passed on that information."

"Who is it not you? I handed the chip to you with my own hands, but in one night, the information was leaked."

Luo Wencheng took a look at Ling Su: "Maybe someone framed me, sir, you know that there are quite a few people who are jealous of me being favored by you."

Ling Su sneered: "You mean I'm playing tricks behind my back?"

"I didn't name names."

Lu Chong listened to the bickering between the two, with a thoughtful look on his face, and then stretched out his hand.

Luo Wencheng bent down consciously, and Lu Chong patted him on the forehead with a hand wearing a huge domineering watch and a luxurious but low-key ring: "I want to believe you too, so you beat this old man up, I just believe you have nothing to do with him."

Ling Su's eyes widened, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Sir!"

Luo Wencheng clenched his hands and turned to look at Bruin Delang.

Ling Su sneered: "Why, dare not hit your master?"

Luo Wencheng said hesitantly: "Isn't it good to beat someone? Seeing how old he is, what if he is beaten to death..."

Lu Chong said coldly: "So, you can't do anything? Then you can stay here and be his companion!"

He made a gesture to leave, Luo Wencheng quickly stopped him, turned and walked towards Bruin Delang, who looked at him vigilantly, but his eyes did not obviously order him to stop, after all, he was confused, and now the only The only chess piece that can help him is Luo Wencheng, he must not be seen through.

What he was thinking was that Luo Wencheng would just hit him lightly and pretend to hit him a few times, but Luo Wencheng clenched his fist, said sorry, and smashed it down.

Bruin Delang turned over on the ground with the chair and the whole body in chaos, and half of his soul was beaten.

Really hit? !

The stars in front of him dispersed, and he wanted to curse, but a cold "Haven't you eaten?" came out, and Luo Wencheng's second, heavier fist came down.

One punch, one punch, another punch, every time Luo Wencheng punched, a picture of his previous life appeared in front of his eyes.

He was trapped on the hospital bed, his body was in severe pain and itching but he couldn't move, his breathing was difficult to the point of suffocation, his flesh was rotten and smelly...

With one punch, a picture is shattered, with one punch, a kind of pain is eliminated, with one punch, his whole body is relieved.

In the end, he didn't even know what he was doing. He seemed to be back in those years, those indescribable days, when he was madly venting, his whole body was filled with resentment and hatred that seemed to explode, and he did what he wanted to do but did it. less than something.

Finally, a pair of hands pulled him away, and wiped his **** hands with a wet towel: "Okay, I believe your innocence."

Lu Chong glanced at Bruin Delang who looked like a dead dog on the ground, and said to Ling Su: "Seek a doctor to treat him, use the best medicine, don't let him die, ask his accomplices out. "

After speaking, he pulled Luo Wencheng out of the warehouse and walked to the car in the distance. He asked Luo Wencheng, who seemed to be still a little distracted: "Have a good time?"

Luo Wencheng looked up at the boundless night sky, took a long, deep breath, then showed a big smile, took Lu Chong's hand and put it on his heart: "Here, it has become very light, it seems that it has never been so easy."

Now when he thinks about those things in his previous life, no matter what they are thinking about, even if he thinks about those white bugs hard, it will not be affected at all. He is free!

Lu Chong raised his hand to brush his black hair that was wet with sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile, "Then don't suddenly be unhappy or something, I have ten hearts that aren't enough to scare you."

Luo Wencheng stared at him, and suddenly held his face and said, "Lu Chong, you are so kind."

Lu Chong smiled happily, lowered his head against his forehead: "Is this a reward?"

"No, it's thanks."

"Then isn't this thank you a little lighter?" The whisper-like ending disappeared between the lips of the two.

Luo Wencheng's eyes trembled, but he did not refuse the kiss.

Zhou Qian and a group of guards who were standing beside the cars turned away silently.

Ling Su came out of the warehouse, looked at the two people who had almost merged into the night in the distance, froze for a moment, turned his head to look elsewhere, and secretly rolled his eyes. Thinking how wise his husband was before, how calm he was in command, how majestic, and how superior he was, but now he thinks about it for a man. It can be said that everything he does now is for that surname Luo.

Yesterday afternoon, all forces were suddenly mobilized, all relationships were cleared up, and a foreigner was secretly arrested and returned to China in just ten hours. I don't know how many resources were burned, and how much risk I took. The brothers who participated thought that What a big deal happened, if they knew it was all just to vent their anger on one person, they would probably vomit blood.

However, before Ling Su passed by, he had seen through the ups and downs. He was serving the husband. What the husband wanted and asked him to do, he just did his best to complete it. As for the reason behind it, why ask so much? And thinking about it from another angle, if it weren't for that Luo Wencheng, the husband probably wouldn't come back, and it's thanks to the other party that he can continue to serve him!

Moreover, the current husband really looks much happier than before.

Lu Chong was concerned that there were people around him, so he didn't deepen the kiss, and quickly backed away. But the lips were separated, but the eyes were not. His eyes almost seemed to be on fire. Luo Wencheng, who was staring at him, felt his whole face and even his whole body became hot. Even the cold wind in the middle of the night became warm. Yes, it's obviously not like this when kissing.

Lu Chong took his hand: "Go back."

"Yeah." They are now in a factory near the suburbs, under the name of Lu Chong Company.

"By the way," Luo Wencheng suddenly remembered something, "I left a note, you arrange someone to treat it as my bribe, and when the old man wakes up, you can sneak it to him. You have to give him some hope, don't you?"

"I thought so too." Lu Chong said, "When he was caught, he didn't have anything related to the little instrument on your body. Where did he put it, who did he give it to, or how many pieces did he have? , needs to be investigated slowly, we must stabilize him, and it is best to let him pass some news through you."

As Lu Chong spoke, he waved to Ling Su, who was looking at the scenery over there. The two of them were thinking about what to do next, while Luo Wencheng thought about writing a small note, to the effect that Bruin Delang should be patient, and he would find a way to save him. He, it's just that he is still being suspected and watched for the time being, so it's hard to do too much. If he, Bruin Delang wants to tell him something, he can also be conveyed to him through the person who sent the note.

The note was given to Ling Su, and he would choose a suitable time to find someone to secretly slip it to Bruin Delang.

On the return trip, Luo Wencheng was completely relaxed and relaxed. Looking at the dark night scene outside the window was beautiful, and the chilly night wind was comfortable. He even hummed a little tune intermittently, and his good mood was quite obvious.

Seeing him like this, Lu Chong felt that everything he did was worthwhile.

It was just past three o'clock in the morning when we got back to Lu's house, had supper, went upstairs, and when it was time to leave, Lu Chong stopped slowly and called out, "Wen Cheng."

"Huh?" Luo Wencheng responded casually, and then met a pair of deep eyes. He remembered the heat in those eyes just now, and coughed uncomfortably: "Well, it will be dawn in a while, let's hurry up and rest."

After speaking, he slipped into his room and closed the door gently.

Liu Luchong stood there and smiled helplessly, but he didn't feel disappointed. Since he was starting from the beginning, it was a little early now, and he had enough patience to wait slowly.

Luo Wencheng lay down on the bed, and sighed softly. If he wanted to talk about his feelings for Lu Chong now, he must like him a little bit. It is not difficult to like him, no matter how many times he comes back, but compared to the past , that's still a big gap.

The emotional excitement just now was mainly due to gratitude. There was a vague illusion of affection when kissing, but after that time, it faded a bit. At least now he doesn't want to stay with the other party all the time. He can't see it. As far as the feeling of missing, it is estimated that it will be even weaker by tomorrow morning.

If it were someone else, Lu Chong would have done so much for him, so he should have promised his love with his body. Has his heart hardened? Thinking about it, I feel a little sorry for Lu Chong, but feelings are really out of people's control, and if the passion can't get stronger, there's nothing he can do about it.

Take your time, Luo Wencheng thought, he will work harder.