Silent Reading

Zheng Kaifeng is so courageous and greedy. Will he die?

But if he was murdered, who loaded the bomb on his car?

Since the killer had the ability to withstand a godly installation of a bomb in his car, why not be simpler, just accidentally kill him with a knife, or steal a car and bump into it?

Why can't the recent killers do their work well and always want to make a big news?

Any question in this series of questions is worth deliberation.

However, Feidu's mind seemed to be turning into a mysterious black hole at all times, but suddenly a big explosion seemed to occur, all thoughts lost their gravity, and the logic box popped up lightly.

Perhaps the light reflected on Luo Wenzhou's pants was just a light and shadow effect of the flashing police car lights. Maybe that moment's strong sense of crisis was just that he was suspicious of himself ... then this oolong joke could have Comrade Luo Wenzhou entertained for a lifetime.

But in the electric light fire room, Fei Du just obeyed his most instinct.

No reason why.

Luo Wenzhou was knocking on the door of the cargo box with Zheng Kaifeng and Wu Yangwei. Fei Du flew onto the suv from the side without any warning. Fei Du held the door with one hand and pulled out without looking. While Luo Wenzhou was not Stand firm and push people in.

Then Yu Guang glanced at the sudden splash of Mars under the cargo compartment.

Fei Du had only time to reflexively lock the door in his hand. Before he could stop the door completely in front of him, a huge impact had been pushed over, and the door was severely hit on his back.

After the traffic accident, Fei Du re-reinforced the car and changed the glass again. It was a toss. It opened the day after the overhaul. The anti-collision effect was good, but I didn't expect to hit the bomb this time.

After all, the best car is not a tank. The door has not been able to withstand the test of upgrading. The explosion has been deformed instantly. The bulletproof glass is also at the end of life. Fei Du's last consciousness is that he felt his arm hit by the door and his shoulders broken. He didn't even sound like a pain, because his lungs were almost bumped into plastic.

All the motor vehicles in the underground garage shouted in unison, the alarm sound hit the roof of the garage, but failed to ring through the sky, and had to echo back and forth in the forced space. The fire spewed out its sinister long tongue, and it swept across the cargo compartment of the truck. I don't know which car fell on the ground like shattered glass slag, and the cargo compartment door flew out a few meters.

The fortune is like the wind. Whenever you talk about it, Mr. Zheng used it for only one week, from "well-known overseas Chinese entrepreneurs" to "suspects" and then to the buffalo bird in Waijiaolinen.

Luo Wenzhou was pushed lightly by Fei Du, and his head hit the steering wheel, and he almost felt deaf.

He instinctively caught the person who fell in his arms, but did not respond to what happened. The loud noise in his ears gathered into a mosquito squeak and a long, long tweet. Luo Wenzhou felt something sticky on his hands. He twisted subconsciously, his eyes wide open and still a little dazed, but his limbs seemed like a doll with a thread, and he clumsily moved himself.

Subsequently, the smell of blood, smoke, and burntness drowned him.

"Fei Du ..."

Luo Wenzhou's paused heartbeat was immediately connected to electricity. First, she trembled in situ, then jumped up rebelliously, almost overwhelmed, and immediately exploded.

"Ferry!"

Fei Du's consciousness fluttered around him, and sometimes he disappeared. He became a radio in disrepair.

He could hear intermittent shouts, and someone could call his name.

But he didn't want to talk about it and felt a bit noisy.

Someone opened his eyes and Fei Du saw the light. It is said that if he chased that light all the time, he could find his consciousness. However, he was not interested in it, so he just looked around and remained indifferent .

The subtle light was getting farther and farther away from him. He was swallowed up by the endless darkness behind him, where a loud noise came, as if a door had been closed heavily

Fei Du's weak consciousness sank to a deeper place. There, he didn't care about being rich or poor, he didn't care about intellectual fools, he didn't have a complete set of images, and he didn't even wear the painting skins that he had carefully woven for many years.

He seemed to have become a little boy. Because of his short legs, he wanted to run especially, but just when he opened his legs, a fear of no apparent reason came to his heart. The man looked like a huge dark shadow, and threw down the cold from his head. Cold eyes, said very softly: "Dogs like to run around, Fei Du, are you a puppy?"

Fei Du was dragged by him unknowingly, and saw a small milk dog, the puppy may have just been born, without a big slap, eyes wet, and hurriedly ran towards him. He stretched out his hand, and the puppy awkwardly reached out its round front paws, stood on its hind legs, grabbed his hand, and sniffed carefully on his cold palm.

There was no reason for softness in his heart, and he stroked the little furry head.

The man next to him sighed softly and coldly: "This child has unhealthy blood, so he needs to correct it."

The little milk dog screamed and was roughly carried away by that hand.

The temperature in Fei Du's hand suddenly disappeared. Then, a row of cold metal rings fell from the sky, trapping his fingers. A cluster of thin wires was attached to the back of the metal ring. The other end of the thin wire passed through a complex device, connected to a tightened The collar is loosened by one millimeter, and the collar will be tightened by one centimeter. If the string is completely loose, the collar will hug his throat.

Fei Du couldn't breathe, instinctively stretched his arms, fingers clenched tightly, and desperately pulled the thin line behind the metal ring. The string was stretched to the extreme, and the collar that was stuck in his throat was pulled away slightly. A large amount of air rushed into his trachea suddenly, and he coughed violently.

"You have to learn to breathe slowly," the man laughed with satisfaction. "Smart, it seems you don't need to be taught, you have already learned how to not suffocate yourself."

Then, the scene in front of him changed again. Fei Du was fixed on a chair. Only the fingers with metal rings on his whole body could move. The pain of suffocation covered him like a cloud, and he was cold all over.

The man came over with a humming song, holding the little puppy with one hand, putting it on Fei Du's palm, and asking him, "Is it soft?"

It seems that children and small animals don't have to make any intentions to become friends, and they can be born friends. The puppy sniffed the cold fear of the boy, struggling to arch him with a warm head, and licked his fingers.

The man laughed again and asked him, "Is it cute?"

Fei Du hesitated for a moment, finally nodding his head, and the next moment, the terrible pain came without warning.

The collar around his neck suddenly tightened, and his hands still felt soft, but his throat was blocked by the cold iron hoop. Fei Du subconsciously tightened his fingers as usual, trying to tighten the ones that could relieve his pain. Thin line.

The life-saving air entered his tortured trachea, but at the same time the puppy screamed sternly.

Fei Du suddenly realized that his hand was pinching the puppy's fragile neck, he hurriedly loosened, and the collar on his throat became more and more stuck on his neck.

Fei Du struggled hard, the ropes and large and small metal rings on his body resembled the devil's vine with life, and slid into his flesh--

Tao Ran held his mobile phone and sweated around the door of the ICU ward. The colleague at the other end of the phone quickly said, "Zheng Kaifeng and Yang Bo both died on the spot. The others were under control at that time, scattered in the nearby police car. On the side, there was some concealment around me during the explosion. Several people were slightly injured. A buddy was just hit by the door of the cargo box that came out. It was a bit unlucky. Other problems were not big. At that time, it was relatively close to the explosion point. Only the boss and ... "

What did the colleague say later? Tao Ran could not listen anymore, because a nurse-like person poked out his head: "What is this ... Fei Du? The one just sent—where is the family?"

Tao Ran hung up the phone directly: "I am here I am ..."

The nurse asked, "Are you family?"

This problem caused Tao Ran to get stuck in the shell. He suddenly found that Fei Du had no so-called "family members". His immediate blood relatives, one whose ashes had fallen to the ground for more than seven years, and one who had become a vegetative, lived a lot of life In 1949, he became a naked commander with no roots.

The nurse just asked casually, and did not care about his momentary hesitation, and quickly said to him, "The patient has suddenly stopped breathing and heartbeat for an unknown reason, and is now rescued. You are ready."

Tao Ran felt a sigh of coolness rushing from his chest to Tianling Gai: "What, wait ..."

After the nurse's notification, even if the task is completed, time is life, there is no time to talk comfortably, and hurriedly ran away again.

Tao Ran followed her subconsciously and ran two steps, remembering that he was not allowed to wait in the front, so he had to stop helplessly. Then he realized that the nurse had just said "you", and he turned around and saw Luo Wenzhou did not know when he stood behind him.

Luo Wenzhou had a fractured calf. She splinted her waist and back twice in a day, her head was too **** the steering wheel, and she suffered a concussion. From head to toe, the whole person was a fresh mummy, still dizzy. This can only drag his cane against the wall on one side, and I don't know how he jumped from his ward all the way.

Tao Ran hurriedly helped him to sit down: "You finished the trick so quickly?"

"Unplugged," Luo Wenzhou said blankly, "Can't die."

On this unfortunate Friday night, the sudden explosion caused the entire city bureau to become a pot of porridge, all of them lacked skills, Tao Ran was running around in emergency, orthopedics, icu ... Well, sweating is even more: "What use are you doing here? You won't heal, and you won't be allowed to visit people. It will be more troublesome to re-infect your wound in a while, so don't hurry back!"

The hospital is full of all kinds of strange medicine smells, mixed together, bitter and stinky, making people dare not inhale hard. The sound of footsteps, talk, and mobile phone vibration that everyone ran ... It is a kind of Luo Wenzhou Tortured, those sound waves were visible, hitting his temples.

Luo Wenzhou was dizzy and nauseated, he closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the hard cold chair.

Tao Ran: "Hurry up, don't make a mess here, get up, I will carry you back."

Luo Wenzhou shook his head gently: "Someone was waiting outside when others pushed forward. If he didn't, I'm afraid he won't come back as soon as he is sad."

Tao Ran had to put his ears up to hear what he said. It was really difficult to associate Fei Du's heartless and jerkish look with the word "sad". I felt Luo Wenzhou stunned his head and talked about Hu words. So he said, "If he can still know who is waiting for him and who is not waiting for him, he won't be pushed here-you go, I'll just wait here, am I not human?"

Luo Wenzhou didn't have the energy to say more to him, but he said, "It's different."

These friends meet each other and gather together, even if friendship lasts forever, but people still come and go. After all, they should not be the concern about people's souls. After all, they are still outsiders. Of course, Luo Wenzhou did not dare to be affectionate. Too much of himself as an insider, he felt like a moth "watching fire from the other side". At first, because of a little attraction, he hesitated to flap his wings and flew across the mountains and rivers. The twists and turns are near.

He had just been able to glimpse the rotating picture on the lampshade, and had just stretched out his tentacles to poke the strange light ...

Tao Ran reacted for half a minute before he could distinguish the different meanings from his three words. After looking for a while, he looked for a while, and then he was pulled back by the ringing telephone bell. Difficult to search the intestines and scrape out a sentence: "You ... are you all right?"

Luo Wenzhou waved in joy and anger at him: "Answer the phone first."

Lang Qiao called. There was an urgent matter at first sight. Tao Ran couldn't help answering it. He had to stand up, stand up three times and walk to the corner.

"Vice Deputy Tao, those confession arrested from the cold-chain truck were all Zheng Kaifeng's personal thugs. The salaries of these people were all drawn from the accounts of an overseas mysterious company. I want to follow the vine and thoroughly investigate the mysterious shell company. In addition, through the information record of Yang Bo, we found that he spoke with Zheng Kaifeng before his death. Zheng Kaifeng sent him a few photos, which are the ones responsible for tracking Yang Bo. Brothers. "

The sweat on Tao Ran's body was swept by the wind of Mid-Autumn. It was the cold biting of his chest against his back: "I see."

Lang Qiao: "... how's the boss and Fei always?"

Tao Ran looked around from the corner, and saw Luo Wenzhou, who was fixed by a splint and a bandage, sat silently as if to be integrated into a wooden chair: "Relax, still ..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Wenzhou suddenly let go of the hand holding the cane, with his elbows on his knees, leaned forward slowly, and buried his head in his palm.