Chapter 99: Verkhovinsky (9)

Luo Wenzhou went out in a hurry in the morning to go to the Drum Tower area by taxi. As soon as he left the gate of the Municipal Bureau, an empty taxi just passed by.
His fingers in his pockets moved, but somehow he did not beckon, but waited for the traffic light for half a minute, and walked to the parking lot across the road.
Luo Wenzhou's footsteps were on the leveling and stable zebra crossing, his gaze turned into a scanner, and the parking lot was reviewed from east to west.
Only halfway through the inspection, his self-proclaimed chief laughed at himself in the first place—there was a lack of human heart, and one had to be two. Fei Du picked him up once during his last whim, and he even kicked his nose on his face for the second time. I'll find it myself.
But if they do n’t come?
Don't come ... he couldn't figure out why.
He has hands and feet, stands half a room tall, has a good body, and is delicious. He is capable of turning over a class of hooligans with bare hands and empty hands. He walks home for three or two kilometers, and he will never be tired after running back. It's too shameless to expect someone to pick it up by car.
After all, Fei Du never said he would pick him up from work.
He didn't even make it clear what was going on between the two of them.
Luo Wenzhou is a person, and sometimes it is inevitable for people to covet, and it is inevitable for them to look at Shu.
At first, Fei Du was like a dangerous but scented plant that attracted people in the past indiscriminately. The more reasoned he is, the brighter the alarm that reminds him to stay away, the more he will be attracted to this person. This is true of all the people and things that can be called "temptations" in the world-to let people know that he is poisonous, but to take poison.
Later, the explosion and the collapse that almost separated from life and death were like an invisible black hand that pushed him into this swamp called "Fei Du". He wanted to hurt him, wanted to take care of him, wanted to be like Like tearing the packaging of a craft, slowly revealing his layered and indistinct heart, Luo Wenzhou opened the way with a unilateral declaration, prepared for a long journey, and carried a bag Patience.
Who knew that it took him a few days to get him around. He was like a cricket, and he was once again broken by the bastard.
Sudden intimacy made him lose his helmet and remove his armor, causing a horror. It seemed as if he was put on a roller coaster, and what was originally planned to be "a long way to go" was suddenly "can't wait".
Luo Wenzhou couldn't wait to hear Fei Du said that when the fatal cold chain car exploded that day, what was he thinking, and why did he rush up?
He couldn't wait to pinch Feidu's maze like a chest, look at his progress bar, and see where he had come. Can't wait to hear a few heartfelt words from that man's mouth, and bring everything from reality.
But this is not right, Luo Wenzhou understood.
Dealing with the bad guys requires wit, courage, and strength, and paying them requires a lot of perseverance and patience.
Luo Wenzhou thought about himself almost harshly. Every time he crossed a zebra crossing, he lowered his expectation by one square. When he had completed the ten-meter-wide road, he had forced his heart floating in mid-air into the ground. Luo Wenzhou weighed the bearing capacity of this tempered glass heart and made a complete psychological construction for himself-he thought that even if he returned home now and found that Fei Du ran away after sleeping, that was a very acceptable normal phenomenon.
As for why you missed an empty car in front of the unit, you have to cross the road ...
Luo Wenzhou also found a reason for himself. He just planned to cross the street to buy a packet of fried chestnuts.
He thought about it, and even the eyes falling on the sugar-fried chestnut stalls were burning, as if trying to swallow the pot of others ... Then the next moment, Luo Wenzhou saw his home behind the stall. Car.
Fei Du turned on the heating this time, and also opened the car window. He propped his elbow out of the car window, wondering what he was thinking. Looking from the side, it was like staring at people frying chestnuts.
Luo Wenzhou's steel-like mental construction suddenly fell apart. Standing a few steps away, his steps seemed to stick to the ground.
In the morning, he got up too hurry, and didn't think about many things. At this time, goodbye Feidu, those ears that didn't have time to remember, the touch of the skin, the subtle expression under the other's lamp, and the tangled atmosphere ...... All of them were playing in a loop in his head, Luo Wenzhou's throat moved slightly, and he felt that the blood pressure had come up.
Knowing the taste of the pulp is really a torture in the world.
At this moment, the hawker who stir-fried the chestnuts gave a spatula, shouted his throat and drank, and his clear voice passed out all the way, and finally two people who were a few meters apart were shocked at the same time.
Fei Du walked away. The who knew tens of thousands of miles finally returned to his soul. He ran into the coat pocket, found a whole bill, and was about to pass it from the window: "Excuse me ..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stopped halfway.
"Eat this now, will you have no food for a while? What's wrong?" Luo Wenzhou appeared as if it just happened. If he pressed his hand casually, then, without waiting for Fei Du to speak, he turned to the hawker with sugar fried chestnuts. Say, "I have zero, you weigh two pounds."
Fei Du: "..."
Luo Wenzhou took the packed chestnuts and got on the car. He deliberately stretched his face and said to Fei Duo, "Don't come here again tomorrow. I won't go far enough-today, if it wasn't for shopping, I might be here. I took a taxi at the door, and I missed it? "
Fei Du said happily, "Oh, OK."
Luo Wenzhou: "..."
Is it too late to pick up Fang Cai's sentence and swallow it?
He was quite depressed and difficult to show. As soon as he ordered others not to eat snacks before finishing meals, he bowed his head and peeled several chestnuts. After peeling off several chestnuts, he rewarded Fei Du with compassion. One: "If you eat too much, it is not digestible. I will give you a taste. After you eat this, you will lose it."
Fei Du didn't have the general knowledge of this second kind of goods that is "stricken to others, wider than himself". When he stopped at the intersection and waited for the red light, he bowed his head, took away the chestnuts from Luo Wenzhou's hand, and took advantage of Luo Wenzhou's fingers He licked it and said unclearly, "It's really sweet."
The "enemy" fired again without notice, and Luo Wenzhou was hit hard with a cannon in his chest. He almost vomited a dissatisfied old blood: "Look for something, yesterday, which grandson passed out?"
Fei Du didn't care about this. He didn't care about it. He was planning to come back to the show, and Luo Wenzhou took the lead to drink him: "Shut up."
Fei Du heard a bit of shame and anger, and in this shameless contest was slightly better, he laughed silently, and shut up quietly.
The only thing left in the car was the obscured section of the evening rush hour. The two were relatively speechless for a while, but the unspeakable atmosphere swept through every corner of the car with the "humming" heating, almost letting People were restless.
Luo Wenzhou and Yu Guang gazed at Fei Du's side face, and suddenly felt as if he had returned to a distant teenager. For the first time, he grasped the hand of the boy he liked. The hand was thick and thin and he could not remember it. At that time, the taste of a firework in my heart seemed vivid.
As he grew older and experienced more and more, he began to feel that relationships were the same. When it was as sparse and tasteless as eating and drinking Lazar, the heat flow that had really burned in the chest never appeared again, like What was sealed.
Now, Master Sanzang has opened the way of the Five Elements Mountain through the road.
The landslide broke, the wild monkey yelled, and saw the sun again.
Suddenly Luo Wenzhou said, "Turn around and go to the Bell and Drum Tower."
Fei Du entered the U-turn lane and asked in amazement: "I saw the news just now. Didn't I say that the few students who have run away have been found and the suspects have been locked?"
"Oh, yes, there was a murder just out of the bell and drum tower." Luo Wenzhou thought.
His big tail stretched out his legs like a wolf, and opened his mouth very upright: "The murderer was one of the suspects who fled in the serial robbery of National Highway 327. There are many doubts here, oh ... I want to see again-I turn Did you read that letter? "
His tone was too serious, as if he wanted to say this, even Feidu had been fooled by him, and he had a playful heart.
"Well," Fei Du nodded, "What is the real name of the child who stayed in the letter, and how do you usually relate to your classmates at school?"
Luo Wenzhou returned to God, dragged back his soul who had made a circle around the earth, and concentrated his attention on the murder case of Zhonggulou, and pondered for a while following Fei Du's words. He said with some confusion "Relationships with classmates? Why ask?"
Doesn't the general response ask him about his relationship with his parents?
Because Feng Bin ’s letter, which was pressed on the bedroom table before leaving, was written to her parents, beginning with
Dear Mom and Dad: I leave this letter because I am upset every day, thinking painfully about what I ’m for And was born. "
It seems to be an emotional outburst caused by many years of living in boarding schools, frustrated parent-child relationships, feeling unloved, and many factors such as adolescence and stressful learning.
"You say first, otherwise there is only one letter and I can't read too much."
"The boy is called Feng Bin. He is studying high school in Yufen, and his relationship with his classmates is okay. According to their teacher, he is a middle school student in study, not bad, not bad, family conditions are OK, but in the rich second-generation club Li Shi is generally ordinary and looks good. After studying music for a few years, other aspects are not very prominent. He has a good personality and is not angular. He is not a leader boy or an isolated class. Luo Wenzhou paused. "By the way, the children who ran away together this time seem to be of this type-except for Xia Xiaonan."
"Who is Xia Xiaonan?"
When mentioning the minor victims in the news, they all used pseudonyms, and Fei Du did not respond for a moment.
"It was the witness of the murder last night," Luo Wenzhou introduced briefly. "The little girl is a scholarship student, and her family is more difficult. There may not be a common language when dealing with peers, and it is a bit out of place in the class."
The evening rush hour of Gulou District was fairly smooth, and it arrived in less than 20 minutes.
"Did you see the little yellow building on the left? It's that express hotel, where a few students have lived these days, walk two intersections and there is a 'bd supermarket', and go down that road," said Luo Wenzhou. Guiding, he said, "That night, Feng Bin came out of the hotel at about nine o'clock and told his classmates that he wanted to go out. About half an hour later, Xia Xiaonan also left the hotel for the reason of buying daily necessities. They They met at the crossroads behind the supermarket. "
Fei Du: "Secretly dating?"
"Well," Luo Wenzhou responded first, and then moved inwardly, as if inadvertently mentioned, "did you have a secret appointment with someone in middle school?"
Fei Du was caught off guard, and his corner of the mouth immediately froze.
He had never had such adolescent youth.
Fei Chengyu will not allow it.
Fei Chengyu has always believed that can develop, mature, and have , but if only because of the germination of hormones, what symptoms such as "puberty" are produced, and what are the hallucinations like "emotion" to whom What's that? Wouldn't it be stupid like a dog with hair / love?
After Fei Du's meal, he adjusted it immediately, showing a somewhat ambiguous smile: "Brother, did you start asking about my ex?"
Then, without waiting for Luo Wenzhou to reply, he said lightly: "No, I am in a public school. There are not a few rich second-generation students in the school, and they are not very gregarious. Besides, there are too many girls who like me, so I pick one. You have to hurt others, how bad is that? "
Then, he slowly bypassed the supermarket and parked his car at the intersection where Feng Bin and Xia Xiaonan met.
The Zhonggulou Scenic Area has been closed and locked again, and a murder case has occurred. The entire Zhonggulou Scenic Area looks extraordinarily solemn. The security section of the crowd gambling has been terminated. The person in charge of the Zhonggulou Scenic Area has temporarily worked as a night shift. Usually work hard.
Luo Wenzhou was acutely aware of Fei Du's momentary unnaturalness. He took a deep look at Fei Du without pressing, and made a stubble in other words: "The killer is here to keep up with them."
Fei Du shook the window, glanced around, and frowned: "That's weird."
"how?"
"This is a well-connected place," Fei Du knocked on the window lightly. "Generally, those who stop and rob in the middle of the night won't choose to squat here-how do you screen the target? How do you determine where the passing person is going next? "What if they take a turn and go to the main road? The uncertainty is too strong, and the intersections with traffic lights are basically monitored. Even if you are not afraid of being photographed, you don't need to come over and take a picture?"
Luo Wenzhou heard his implication: "You mean, the murderer probably knew the place and direction of the two children in advance, and came here early to squat!"
Lu Guosheng is not re-entering the old industry, his goal is Feng Bin!
But why?
Fifteen years ago, when Lu Guosheng was pursued by a wanted man to hide in Tibet, Feng Bin was not born. What can he do with Lu Guosheng?
How did Lu Guosheng know where Feng Bin and Xia Xiaonan agreed to meet?
And the girl who was unharmed ...