The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

Qiao Wen was amused by his little action. After thinking about it, he said, "The gambler is the least credible. Although Uncle Ming said he won't gamble again, he can't help it someday. Although this money is not earned by us, But he must also be asked to write an IOU."

Chen Jianan said angrily: "If he was not an elder, I would have beaten him all over the floor to find teeth."

Repaying the gambling debt sooner rather than later, maybe tomorrow the scar will go back, and 20,000 will become 30,000 in a blink of an eye. The two dared not delay, they hurried back to the city with the money, went to Uncle Ming's incense paper stall, and asked him to ask Scar to come over and collect the money.

The scar came quickly, with a toothpick in his mouth, swaying and following the cowering Uncle Ming, with two pony abilities. People who don't know thought he was a big boss.

"Jianzinan, are you and your sick kid ready for money so soon?" he said, clearly not believing that Chen Jianan, a 49-year-old boy, had the ability to raise 20,000 yuan in one day. Without waiting for the other person to answer, he glanced at Qiao Wen, who was sitting behind Chen Jianan, and smiled: "If you are playing tricks on me, it will be useless even if your fourth brother comes."

He has been very itchy recently, and someone sent him to his door to fix it. Today, he had to smash the handsome face of the street in the south of Liangzi.

Standing behind the glass counter, Chen Jianan blankly took out a thick envelope and threw it on the counter: "Brother Scar, here is the money. Twenty thousand yuan a cent is a lot."

Scar was taken aback, stretched out his hand to take it, and was blocked by Chen Canan: "Brother Scar, where's the IOU?"

Scar snorted: "We and the people from Xingshe have been able to operate in the walled city for many years, and the credit is the word credit. Are you afraid that I will not return the IOU if I take the money?" He took out an IOU from his pants pocket and snapped. A slap on the table.

Chen Jianan glanced at the IOU and released the hand that was pressing on the envelope.

Brother Scar took up the envelope and opened it suspiciously, taking out the banknotes inside. It's really a lot of points just by counting.

He couldn't help but change slightly. He picked up the evidence on the countertop and gritted his teeth and tore it off.

Chen Jianan casually returned him: "Brother Fei's money, I dare not not pay it back."

Scar tucked the corner of his mouth and waved his hand to greet Ma Tsai to leave, but when he turned around, he remembered something, and looked at Qiao Wen behind Chen Jianan, revealing a sordid smile.

There is no way to smash the handsome face of Liang Zai Nan and scare his younger brother.

However, Qiao Wen not only didn't look like before, but when he saw him, he bowed his head in horror, but calmly met his gaze, even showing a specious smile.

For some reason, Dao Scar suddenly felt that the disease was a bit wicked, and he was taken aback for a moment, only to feel bored, and walked away sadly.

The people around who thought about watching the excitement were driven away by Chen Jianan. Only Qiao Wen Chen Jianan and Uncle Ming were left in the small incense stall.

Uncle Ming was still conscious. He shook his hand and handed it to Chen Chen Jianan. He said: "Anan, thanks to you this time, otherwise my Baolian will be killed by me, and I won't be able to live anymore. . Don't worry, I will pay you back this money."

Baolian sobbed from the side: "Abba, you can't gamble anymore."

"I won't bet on killing."

"Uncle Ming," Chen Jianan took out a cigarette and put it on his lips, ready to light it, and looked at Qiao Wen with crooked eyes, and quickly put it down, "You can pay back the money slowly, but I can help this time. No next time, you will be a daughter of Baolian. If something happens, she will still be harmed."

Uncle Ming knelt on the ground with a thud and raised three fingers to make a curse: "I swear I won't bet again. If I violate my oath, I will thunder and thunder."

Chen Jianan snorted and said: "If the swear to bet is useful, I am afraid that our Kowloon Walled City would have been burned out by the thunder."

Uncle Ming gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. Suddenly he took a paper cutter from the side and cut it down fiercely according to his left index finger.

"Abba!" In Baolian's scream, a **** finger fell on the ground, and blood splashed all over the ground.

Chen Jianan subconsciously went to cover Qiao Wen's eyes.

Qiao Wen was afraid of seeing **** scenes since he was a child. He didn't even dare to watch the killing of chickens and fish.

Chen Jianan didn't expect Uncle Ming to make such a sudden appearance, it seems that he really made up his mind. He frowned and said to Baolian who was so frightened, "Hurry up and take your dad to Uncle Hua's bandage."

Baolian hurriedly picked up her broken finger, covered her father's severed finger with her handkerchief, and helped the man who was groaning in pain to run outside.

Chen Jianan stretched out his long legs and wiped the blood on the ground indiscriminately before releasing his hand covering Qiao Wen's eyes.

"It's okay, Xiao Qiao."

However, Qiao Wen's expression was unexpectedly calm.

Chen Jianan was stunned and asked, "Xiao Qiao, are you not scared?"

Qiao Wen chuckles: "I'm not so intimidated."

Chen Jianan breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help sighing: "You have really changed a lot recently."

Qiao Wen looked up at him and said seriously: "I am eighteen years old, so you can't let you cover my eyes for a lifetime."

Chen Jianan smiled dismissively: "That's not impossible, you are my brother!"

Qiao Wen laughed but said nothing.

Seeing his handsome brows frowned lightly and frowning in contemplation, Chen Jianan asked curiously: "Xiao Qiao, what are you thinking?"

Qiao Wen said: "I'm thinking we have to find Lin Zihui."

"Lin Zihui? Who is it?"

Qiao Wen looked up at him: "Lin Zhaoming's illegitimate son."

Chen Jianan remembered: "Oh, the four-eyed boy in the Furong Tea Room. Do you even know his name?"

Qiao Wen said nonsense: "I heard Lin Zhaoming call him Zihui in the teahouse."

Chen Jianan nodded without realizing it, and then asked, "Should I go now?"

"We only have five days, and we can't waste it." Qiao Wen stood up, but suddenly a dizziness hit.

Chen Jianan quickly held him with his eyes and hands, and looked at him up and down worriedly, only to go out. The little color on his face that he had eaten and drank in the past few days faded again, revealing the original pale and sick face.

"You are tired today, and your face is not good, otherwise we'd better go tomorrow."

Qiao Wen shook his head: "I'm fine. I take a rickshaw ride out of the city for 20 minutes, and I can't get tired. Let's talk to grandma first."

Aunt Qiao knew that they had settled Uncle Ming’s account and asked him where the money came from. Qiao Wen only said that it was Chen Jianan’s idea. Auntie didn’t ask much. He said he was going out to meet a friend in the middle school, and she told him to go early. return.

Qiao Wen nodded: "Don't worry, grandma, it's okay to have Brother Nan with me."

Aunt Qiao is still very at ease with Chen Canan, and even feels that one day she has a long and two shortcomings, and her grandson has to be taken care of by Chen Canan.

only…

Granny Qiao didn't know what he was worried about. He always felt that his grandson was not the same as before, but he should always get better, and she deserves the comfort of her grandmother.

Qiao Wen didn't know what his grandmother was thinking, and walked out of the Kowloon Walled City again in the twilight with Chen Canan.

The reason why he chose to look for Lin Zihui now was because he knew that the other party was still a college student, and he usually returned to the tea room to help after the evening. It's just the evening now, so I should be able to meet it without accident.

Sure enough, the two got off the rickshaw and happened to ran into Lin Zihui, who was back from school with schoolbags on his back.

"It's you?" Lin Zihui recognized Qiao Wen at a glance. It's not that he has a good memory, but that Qiao Wen looks like this. As long as he has seen it straight, it is difficult to remember, let alone such a thrilling thing that happened that night.

Seeing him recognize himself, Qiao Wen smiled and said, "Do you remember me?"

Lin Zihui smiled and said: "Of course I remember that someone wanted to kill my dad that day, thanks to the friend who ate tea with you. My dad originally wanted to thank you very much, but you will disappear in a blink of an eye. By the way, Are you here for tea? That friend didn't come with you?"

Qiao Wen pointed to the young man next to him and smiled: "It seems that you only recognize me, not my brother."

Lin Zihui turned his head to look at Chen Canan seriously, and then he helped his glasses. He seemed a little unbelievable. He was surprised and said, "It's you? I really didn't recognize it."

Chen Jianan curled his lips and smiled: "Without the hat and beard, is there such a big difference?"

Lin Zihui nodded: "I really don't recognize it at all."

Qiao Wenxin said that if he could recognize him, in the original story, it would not take so many years to learn that he was the murderer of his father.

Of course, for Lin Zihui, it doesn't matter whether he recognizes Chen Canan or not, as long as he is sure that he is the one who saved his Abba. He enthusiastically held the two of them: "Walk around, I'll treat this tea tonight."

Qiao Wen looked at him calmly, and frankly, it was really hard to tell that such an innocent and innocent youth would be a gangster who stomped the city and would cause an earthquake in the future.

In order to show his hospitality to the benefactor who saved his father, Lin Zihui led the two to the room. The private environment was in line with Qiao Wen's wishes.

Because of the similar age, Lin Zihui almost immediately treated the two as friends. After introducing each other, they kindly called them Anan Awen, and asked them to call him Zihui directly.

Hearing that the two were from the Kowloon Walled City, he did not resist any resistance, but was full of curiosity: "I always wanted to go to the walled city, but my uncle would not let me go, saying it was too dangerous, so be careful not to go back. So Although it's not far from the teahouse, I have never been. But seeing you two, I think my uncle scared me."

Chen Jianan said: "The outside is always the same as Longtan Tiger Cave. In fact, the city is a slum. We live in the West District. It is safe to buy some cheap goods in the West District and check the dentist's clinic. . But ordinary people don’t go to the Eastern District, where there are gambling stalls.” He deliberately lowered his voice in a mysterious manner, “Many people want to go there for fun. He is all human, and he lacks arms and legs when he comes out."

Lin Zihui seemed to be taken aback, opened his eyes and patted his chest: "That's really scary."

Qiao Wen took a sip of hot tea in silence.

Who could have imagined that if they were to develop according to the original story, these two happily chatting two would become the hero who kills and decides to go all the way, and the other would become the heinous villain, fighting to the death and the life.

He put down the teacup and interrupted the two of them: "Zihui, we are not here to drink tea today."

"Right, right, right." Chen Jianan also realized that he had strayed a bit far, and quickly retracted and nodded in agreement.

Lin Zihui blinked, "Is there anything wrong with that?"

Qiao Wen said, "We are here specifically to find you. It was pure blunder for Nan Ge to save your dad. Originally, we shouldn’t accept your dad’s reward, but we just encountered a little difficulty, so we asked your dad to take it. A reward of 30,000 yuan for the emergency."

Lin Zihui nodded: "This is what it should be."

Qiao Wen shook his head: "It's not the intention to save people. What should I do? Although we are poor, we are not the ones who will take advantage. So we give you a promise to help him find out who is going to kill him within five days. "

Lin Zihui showed a frown when he heard the words: "If you agree to something else, it is possible to find the murderer. It is too difficult. I asked Abba, and he is also investigating. There are so many capable people under him. , I have no clue until now. You two have never known my Abba, and I don’t know what his enemies have offended whom. Where should I find out in five days? Although I also hope to find out soon, lest I am Dad is in danger again, but it's really not that simple and can be done."

Qiao Wen said: "It is precisely because we know nothing about Abd that we came to you."

Lin Zihui questioned: "Look for me? I don't live with my dad. I don't know what he has done to offend anyone."

Qiao Wen chuckled lightly and said, "Your dad knows these things best. Since he has no eyebrows, it means that the person who wants to kill him this time is not the enemy. Actually, think about it, if it is really the enemy, I am not afraid of being known, right? And this person is so secretive, it shows that he is afraid of revealing his identity."

Lin Zihui frowned for a moment, helped his glasses, and said, "You mean, the person who wants to kill my Abba this time is not an enemy, but someone who may seem to not kill my Abba at all."

Qiao Wenxin said that although the four-eyed boy looked a bit dull, he was not stupid indeed, and had the potential to be a dominant male protagonist.

He nodded: "Yes, I guess this is the reason why you can't find out so many capable people under your father."

Lin Zihui: "Wouldn't it be more difficult to check?"

Qiao Wen shook his head: "Not necessarily. There is a saying in criminology that after committing a crime, criminals will return to the scene for fear of leaving traces or seeking the pleasure of provocation. So this time someone who wants to kill your dad will buy it. If the murder fails, it is very likely that he will come to the tea room. If this person happens to also know you, he may also ask you about the details of your Abba's assassination that night."

Lin Zihui widened his eyes in astonishment, only to realize that he could understand every word of what the beautiful young man in front of him said, but he didn't seem to understand anything. After a long time, he remembered and said, "No one is looking for these few days. I."

Qiao Wen smiled: "It's okay, less than a week has passed, that person is probably still hesitating. In the next few days, if there are such people, especially those who have an unusual relationship with your dad, come to the teahouse, You must pay attention."

Although Lin Zihui still doesn't understand the truth of what he said, he also understands what he should do. He nodded solemnly and said, "I know."

The reason why Qiao Wen said this is actually not a theory of Rauchi’s crime, but that he vaguely remembered Lin Zihui in the original book, and then finally found the master who killed his father in the past. It surprised him and recalled the time after his father’s accident. , The man also came to the tea room to comfort him.

Although this book was scribbled by Qiao Wen, fortunately, his memory is really good, and he has not forgotten such a mention in the book.

Of course, in order to make himself look less like a prophet, he could only find a so-called criminological theory as an excuse to let Lin Zihui pay attention to that person.

Since Lin Zihui can be a great male protagonist, there must be something he excels in. Just to mention, as long as the person still appears in the teahouse like in the original book, he should be able to guess.

And as long as he guessed it, the next thing would be easy.

The only thing he has to do now is to pray that the person will appear in five days.

What I wanted to say was finished, Qiao Wen didn't intend to stay, and was about to turn his head to call Chen Canan to say goodbye to the people, but saw a certain pretty boy staring at him with wide dark eyes.

He was stunned and asked, "Brother Nan, what's the matter?"

Chen Jianan returned to his senses and said with emotion: "Xiao Qiao, how do you know so much? I didn't expect what you said."

Qiao Wen: "I just give it a try, hoping that the blind cat can catch dead mice."

Lin Zihui twisted his eyebrows for a moment, and seemed to slowly figure out: "I think Awen has made a lot of sense, so I will pay attention to it in the past few days. By the way, how can I contact you?"

Chen Jianan felt that he finally came in handy tonight, and hurriedly said: "We don't have a telephone in our house. We will leave you a public phone. You can call me or Xiao Qiao, and the boss will call us."

Lin Zihui nodded hurriedly, took out a pen and paper and handed it to him.

Qiao Wen lowered his head, glanced at Chen Canan's scribbled characters, twitched the corners of his mouth, and felt that he was very illiterate.

After some agreement, they almost ate, and the two of them planned to leave.

In just over an hour, Lin Zihui had regarded the two as close friends and personally sent them downstairs, standing by the curb reluctantly saying goodbye.

A violent night breeze blew, Qiao Wencer shrank to his body and was sitting on the rickshaw. Suddenly, his eyes caught a light board above Lin Zihui, which was teetering in the wind and was about to fall.

He originally wanted to remind, but suddenly remembered that since his arrival, the plot in the original book has changed, Lin Zihui is always going to hang up at that critical moment, and he will always hang on at that critical moment, and he will hang on to the halo on his head wherever he goes. NS?

He decided to give it a try.

So, when Lin Zihui turned to enter the house, he called to stop him: "Zihui!"

Lin Zihui turned his head and stood still under the shaky light sign.

Qiao Wen was actually a little nervous, if Lin Zihui's halo was not there, he might have become a murderer.

He smiled at people from a distance, and said: "Contact in time if you have anything."

"Yeah." Lin Zihui nodded and waved vigorously.

Qiao Wen stared at the light sign nervously, and when he saw it was about to fall off, someone in the teahouse suddenly shouted "Ahui".

"Eh, uncle!" Lin Zihui responded and hurriedly turned and ran inside.

As soon as someone else got inside the door, the billboard fell on the ground with a clatter. It happened to be where he was just standing, and he missed no more than two seconds before and after.

Qiao Wen was startled slightly, and then heaved a sigh of relief. Classmate Lin was really aura.

Chen Jianan didn't know that Qiao Wen beside him had done a big deal in just a few seconds, but was startled by the movement of the light card falling, and he whispered: "It's dangerous! The four-eyed boy was almost smashed. arrive."

Qiao Wen chuckled lightly and told the coachman: "Let's go!"

The author has something to say:

Today's thick and long one~

Brother Nan: I feel like I will be a lie down and win!

Xiao Qiao: I want to be so beautiful!