Chapter 203: Wufu 40

Lin Chen did not know how much "consultation money" Lin Xun had paid, but it was not a small figure that could support the amount that Duan Wanshan wished for.
When a normal person hears such an answer, he probably asks him, "Where do you get so much money?" Ordinary couples and couples may ask each other, "Did you spend so much money through my consent?"
But Lin Chen thought that it would not be so common between him and Xun Cong. Speaking of which, he did not know the exact origin, experience and life of Xing Conglian, but fell in love with this person and decided to be with him. This is a ridiculous thing in his own right, but ... Lin Chen turned to look at Wozai In the narrow sofa bed on the side of the cabin, the man who has fallen asleep-love is quite ridiculous in itself.
After thinking about such things boringly, Lin Chen fell into deep sleep.
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China, Hongjing.
Dr. Stancom, who is in charge of new drug development for Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical, opened his eyes suddenly. He seemed to feel a simple discussion about his company deep in the rain forest, and suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation.
At this moment, he was sitting in the conference room on the 20th floor of Zhourui Pharmaceutical's headquarters, filled with fierce quarrels. As the laboratory leader of the research and development of the new drug "Nordren", he was urged to come to this office to participate in the eif meeting by more than a dozen calls, but the so-called "discussion" is simply a quarrel.
A few days ago, after a key employee died in the promotion department, the Food and Drug Administration finally issued a marketing authorization for "Nordlen", but this did not ease the tension within the company at all.
Even if he didn't know exactly what happened, the gloomy expression on Ceo's face said it all.
In short, this should be a smooth new drug, but behind it there always seems to be something dark. It was like a slender and fierce chain, tightly wrapped around the neck of each of their insiders.
Dr. Stancome looked at the blue sky and white clouds at a height of 20 floors outside the window. For a short time, he was thinking about what it would feel like to open the glass window and step out. Thoughts.
He turned his gaze to his notebook, opened it gently, and on the inside page of the notebook was a picture of his younger daughter Si Yu.
He pondered over how long he hadn't seen his daughter since he came to work in China. 105 days, this number is likely to continue to increase.
At that moment, he suddenly realized that it was ridiculous to choose to end his life for something that could still be saved. Things like family will change all your thoughts inadvertently. Stancom pressed the ballpoint pen clipped to the notebook and made some determinations.
Finally, the meeting was over. Stancom held his notebook and squeezed away those bickering people. He gave up taking the elevator with the rest of the employees and was going back to the R & D laboratory on the 10th floor.
The pharmaceutical company is always so bright and tidy. Even if there is a clean smell of disinfection water in the safe passage, he is very adaptable to the atmosphere.
He walked slowly from the 20th floor to the 19th floor. Suddenly, he heard a quiet squeak from the security access door on one floor.
I don't know if it is the anxiety that has accompanied the recent launch of new drugs or for other reasons. He always felt that someone had entered this safe passage.
To this end, he stopped deliberately and listened carefully for a while, but no footsteps were heard, no footsteps were heard above or below the corridor.
He pretended to step down two levels, the leather shoes and floor tiles rubbing, making a very clear sound.
At this moment, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground suddenly came over his head, one or two times, it was creepy.
As if determined to be determined, Dr. Stancom grabbed the phone, pressed his finger on the alarm button, he grabbed the railing, turned and walked up, and even more strangely, the footsteps upstairs stopped very tacitly.
The doctor himself swallowed nervously, and after thinking, he courageously continued to walk upstairs.
Soon, the slowly moving mop appeared in his field of vision, while also seeing the cleaner's black rubber boots.
At that moment, he even had a sense of escape from birth. He closed his eyes gently and sighed long.
...
When Lin Chen woke up and opened her eyes, the time had come to the next morning.
The sky was bright outside, the sky blue was like the glass that was about to melt, thin and transparent. He subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, but Xun Lian leaned down, put his hands on his forehead, and laughed: "So I am with Sleep, can you have a fever soon? "
Lin Chen held the palm of Xun Lianlian lazily and kissed. When he looked up, he saw that Xun Lian had been dressed neatly and his beard had been shaved. He was surprised: "Here?"
"Arrived."
"Why don't you call me?"
"Farewell to Gao Meng people is not as important as your sleep."
"Why are you so cute?" Lin Chen laughed.
"I'm serious, after all, it's better for me to watch you sleep than to sit and watch a hundred classic Hollywood movies."
The punishment was sweet from the mouth. Lin Chen sat up without being disturbed by him: "How do we go back?" He asked.
"Although I originally planned to make a month-long tour of the Atlantic Ocean without a dynasty, but given your physical condition and the things we have to do when we return home, we can only fly." Xun's face showed a clear regret.
Lin Chen sighed longly: "Please don't seduce me with these extravagant trips, we police officers are unlikely to have such a long vacation."
"Then we can only go home, consultant Lin ..." When Lin Conglian said the words home, Lin Chen felt very comfortable and beautiful.
He nodded, just trying to say something, but saw that Xun Conglian handed over a set of clean clothes that he didn't know from where, and the other party asked meaningfully, "Are you going to take a bath again?"
Earlier, they also carried out some friendly and harmonious bathing activities for two people, mainly because his wound could not touch the water, and Xun Cong helped a little, but now it seems not appropriate to take a bath at this moment.
Lin Chen looked at the other person and said, "Not great, is anyone waiting?"
"Only me." Xing Lian said without hesitation.
Lin Chen looked at each other suspiciously, and then looked out the window. From his point of view, he could see a clear sea port, blue sky and clouds, and a long coastline that were completely different from the rain forest. The port of Kagasi is on the west side of the Dana River, and the actual control is in the hands of the US imperial, which is also the end of their rainforest escape.
There are cruise ships, containers, and occasional helicopters, which finally makes people feel like they have stepped into the modern society from the wild days. But modern society is not necessarily a good thing, because there are also warships and soldiers responsible for guarding the port.
After all, Lin Chen rejected Xun Conglian's proposal to take a bath. Xun Lian pulled the curtains and closed the door to help him change his underwear. Of course, the process was a bit long, and after the change, both of them were a little breathless.
As they stepped out of the ferry boat side by side, the sea breeze and the bright sun rushed towards them, as if they could wash away the haze of the rain forest all day long.
There was no longer the shadow of the Gao Meng people in the cabin, and yesterday's blood was also cleaned. Duan Yang was standing at the pier with his hands in his pockets.
Xing Conglian's two men named Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were with the dynasty, squatting boringly at the pier watching the seagulls, Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian, and it was a joke that nobody was waiting.
"The others sent Gao Meng people away. I will let them stay here with Duan Yang until the matter is resolved." Xing Conglian whispered in his ear.
In fact, he has nothing to worry about regarding the arrangement of torture.
Duanyang came towards them, as if experiencing some thinking, he slowly said: "Advisor Lin, Mr. Xing ..."
Lin Chen nodded.
In fact, during those days when he did not fall asleep last night, during his escape life on the road, he also thought about what he should say when he and Duanyang said parting. After all, the two of them had suffered together, but it was time to say goodbye, and he suddenly couldn't say a long story. Looking at the youth's slightly longer hair than Bancun, and looking at his firm and flat expression, Lin Chen suddenly realized that Duanyang now is not the young man who needed him to instill chicken soup in order to have firm faith.
Growth is so painful, but people always grow.
Lin Chen reached out to Duanyang: "We will meet again."
Duanyang opened his mouth, and there were thousands of words in his expression. In the end, he just reached out his hand, shook him, and said, "Goodbye."
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China, Hongjing.
The climate has reached a time of great instability every year. The rain was pouring in the previous moment, and it became sunny for a short while.
After a long day of thinking, Stancom finally made a complete plan.
He sat in his office, pressing the ballpoint pen nervously.
The time is 18:30 in the evening. Most of the employees are off work, and the large office outside has even turned off the lights. His personal secretary knocked on the door of his office more than half an hour ago and asked if he needed to order a working meal for him. At the time, he was pretending to organize papers on his desk, and rejected the proposal on the grounds that work would soon end.
Time passes by every minute.
Stancon sits in the office, trying to keep himself busy.
It wasn't until the last person in the outside turned off the lights that he immediately stopped all movements on his hands.
He stared at the outside for a while, and opened the second drawer of the office with a very fast movement. Inside, there was a small USB flash drive.
He gently moved the computer mouse, and the computer screen suddenly turned on.
...
Lin Chen leaned into the soft cabin seat. This kind of flight across the ten zones was too easy to cause the physiological clock to be confused.
Suddenly, he could feel that Xun Lian had covered him with a blanket. In addition to the engine sounds in the space, only the comrades of the dynasty dynasty lamented.
Lin Chen opened her eyes slightly. Although she seemed to sleep all night, it was still day outside the window. He wrapped his blanket tightly, and Xun Lian habitually reached out and touched his forehead to check his temperature. He rolled over and woke up.
On the table on the side of Xun Lian was a cup of coffee that looked extremely bitter. The dynasty's laptop was on the table. The computer screen was still on. From his perspective, he could only see a white light.
"Woke you up?" Xun said gently from Lien.
Just now in his sleep, he thought that he was still in the bottom of the small fishing boat that was dim and did not see the sun. The fishy smell mixed with the smell of the middle-aged man's body made him cold, probably because he was subconscious. With his body tightened, Xun Conglian would cover him with a blanket.
Lin Chen's vision gradually became clearer. To his surprise, when he thought of the small fishing boat and the middle-aged man, he actually saw the black ring that was taken away by the opponent on the table from Lin Lian. .
Earlier, he used some technical means to let Xun Lianren give up to investigate what kind of unintentional mistake he would have to wear this iron ring on his left ring finger. Now seeing this thing appear again, he couldn't help but have a headache Then asked in an official tone: "Did you find anything?"
Although he didn't specify the exact object, he felt like he was alive, and Xun turned the ring halfway, answering: "You're right, this is indeed a locator."
"Can you identify the issuing unit?"
"It's hard, but it's hard to get this stuff privately. It should be something from the public. After returning to China, the dynasty should have a way to find out."
Lin Chen looked back at the young man who was sleeping in his seat, thinking of Xing Conglian: "Duan Yang told you the whole process of our abduction?"
"Speaked."
"Including the origin of this ring?"
"Say." Xing Conglian even glanced at him, then continued to stare at the ring, "You will encounter this kind of thing no matter how you are kidnapped."
"So what do you think the dead middle-aged man is looking for? Drugs, human trafficking, or something else?" Lin Chen paused and continued, "The incident he investigated, and Could Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical be related? "He said, feeling as if he had become Duanyang.
"Advisor Lin." Xun looked helplessly from Lian Lian.
"in."
"Did you find out that it is too fast for you to enter the investigation status?"
Lin Chen looked out at the vast sea out of the window and said frankly, "Maybe it was because I had a dream that was not too good."
...
The weather on the sea is uncertain, but the entire city of Hongjing is shrouded in a bright summer sun.
Stancom lowered his brim, wrapped his jacket tightly, and slowly walked into Hongjing Paradise.
Probably because his look looked out of place, the security staff at the door looked at him twice, and even scanned him twice with a metal scanner.
Stancom coughed slightly.
"Sir, are you ill?" The staff member asked.
"Dating, even if you are not well, don't you?" Mr. Stancom replied with a smile.
This Hongjing Paradise has been built for about 20 years and its furnishings are old. The city of Hongjing itself is so cozy that there is no crazy scene in the amusement park. Citizens agreed that the carousel and the less intense roller coaster would be suitable, even a pirate ship that squeaked slightly.
Today is Sunday again, and there are more tourists in the park than in the past, mainly parents with children. The child held a marshmallow, and his face was bright and sloppy, which made Stancome feel like he was back in his youth.
Paradise Radio began to play a violin song he could not name, and the melody was melodious.
When people walk in the sun, they always feel that their filthy haze has been evaporated from the pores, and Stancom gradually loosens the tightly wrapped clothes and relaxes. Instead of buying marshmallows, he bought ten bottles of cola. Junk food and teenage smiles can soothe the soul.
Not far from the lakeside grass, or gray or white pigeons pacing on the thick green lawn, the hawkers selling balloons are selling red balloons to a pair of cute twins. There were countless colorful balloons tied to the stall behind him, and there were many people around the hawkers-no child did not like balloons. After successfully selling the two red balloons, many parents around him also handed over money. For a while, the balloons of various colors were pulled by the children and floated out in a pile, looking very cute.
Stancom laughed. He bypassed the merry-go-round area, and the violin became lighter. Music always has such a strong appeal, he took a small step up the covered bridge. Looking around, the crowds are all around, and the magic performance of the water stage not far away is about to start. When he got to the place where he couldn't move forward, he secretly regretted his choice.
There are throbbing human heads in the front and rear, and many people still have colored balloons floating on top of them. Things that previously looked cute now make him inexplicably nervous. He clenched his fists, turned against the flow of people, and watched the road ahead.
Going straight is the safest avenue, but there are too many people; the alley on the left looks very gloomy, but it is a shortcut; it takes a long way to the right to reach the destination. He looked up at the spire of the European building in the distance, squeezed the Coke bottle in his hand, and turned to the right.
In the retrograde direction, the oncoming person seemed like a hard stone, and even the child who had just crossed his knees could give him a strong enough impact. Every time he rubbed his shoulder and hit his elbow, his heart tightened a bit. The Coke bottle didn't know when it was pinched and deformed. The liquid inside appeared brown foam, and it seemed to spit out at any time.
Stancome was hit by people in succession. For some reason, more and more people came from the right side. He was almost pushed by the crowd in the direction of the current direction. faster. In order to avoid the tall man who was holding the child on his face, he squeezed to the side, but stepped on the female student's shoes. The girl screamed, and he had to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, but can you make it?"
The sound of noise and noise in the air was too noisy. The girl did not hear him, and no one around him even noticed him.
Stancom finally avoided the strong man and let out a little breath. The turbid air had not been inhaled in his mouth, and his pupils shrank suddenly as if he saw something. Colorful balloons floated before his eyes, and the plastic film bumped lightly.
Then he felt something.
The sound of the piano struck a treble and fell suddenly, and the fountain in the distance splashed with white spray.
It was not a long but thin knife. The tip of the knife pierced his clothes and cuticles. The blade penetrated his internal organs, stirred it up, and quickly pulled it out. Suddenly the hand holding the knife let go of the knife handle, the knife body seemed to be attracted by some kind of suction and suddenly retracted into the murderer's sleeve.
All incidents, only between the electric light flint.
Parents holding their children, young boys and girls hanging out, and old people who took their grandchildren out to play continue their steps. No one noticed that Dr. Stancom in the crowd was covering his ribs, and next to a sign that read "Crowded crowds, please pay attention to safety", slowly fell to the ground.
The sunlight on the grass was still very good, and the violin music became light and beautiful again after the □□, and the crowded people finally passed the narrow area of ​​the corridor bridge.
On the path by the lake, the man in the dark blue coat slowly took out a small black bag from his sleeve and tied the black bag strong with three balloon ropes in his hand.
The balloon floated into the blue sky with a bag. He looked up and watched the hydrogen balloon fly to the sky. He heard the screams of horror from behind.
He didn't look back, rolled up some cuffs, and fixed his dark blue coat.
Ten steps away, there was a little boy about five or six years old. The little guy is too fat, and the t-shirt on his body is drawn a few grooves, like a fat doll made of lotus root. Fat baby's eyes were staring closely at the last balloon in his hand.
The man walked to the fat baby, tied the last balloon's rope to his knot-like wrist, and rubbed the child's soft hair. Perhaps it felt very good, with a little laughter in his breath.