After wearing the book, I made the villains cry

Chapter 88
[Leng Wenxie follow-up investigation diary]

Number: 003, Recorder: Su Xi
Wednesday, May 5, Overcast

I decided to snow off yesterday's shame!
And even more shameless things are going to be done, which is: stalking!
Today I left work 5 minutes early, slipped into the parking lot early, and got into the car.

I only do one thing, staring at Leng Wenxie's car.

If he starts, I will start, if he does not start, I will wait patiently.

Sure enough, as long as there is no eye contact with this kind of tyrant devil, it is quite easy to follow.

At [-]:[-], he appeared next to his car, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. (By the way, this man seems to be born with superstar style, even the action of pulling the car door can make him look good).

At [-]:[-], a puff of white smoke came out of the exhaust pipe of his car, and the car started to move.

Immediately I ignite, start, and keep up.

About two or three cars away from him, I followed him for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong:

His car...how did it drive towards the edge of the city?

After get off work, he doesn't come home?

As far as I know, the residences of senior officials in City J are all planned in a unified manner. The location is a high-end villa about one kilometer near the city hall. Naturally, the security is tight there, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter.

But his current driving route is obviously not in the direction of the villa area where his home is located. Moreover, he has been driving for 15 minutes and still has no intention of stopping. He is definitely not going home.

Could it be that he also made that "mistake that all men in the world make"?
But he doesn't look like a man who can raise a mistress, nor a man who can't control his brother.

This is not an affirmation of his character, but in my opinion, this kind of tyrant who looks ascetic should not have much thought in this regard.

I don't know him well, it's just pure intuition.

His car is black all over. From my perspective, it looks like a piece of pure iron that is speechless but can move.

The iron moved for another 15 minutes, and was heading further and further to an out-of-the-way location.

The number of cars on the road gradually decreased, and just when I was worried that I was about to be exposed, this piece of pure iron stopped.

There happened to be a big tree on the side of the road. I used it as a cover, pulled over and stopped the car, squinting my eyes and staring at it.

The driver's door opened a crack, and the man got out of the parking space.

Instead of leaving in a hurry, he leaned against the car door, stood silently for a while, and then repeated his smoking motion on the steps of the City Hall, which I had seen several times.

Now I can see his profile.

With a high nose bridge and thin lips with little blood, he sucked on the cigarette vigorously, unwilling to waste any trace of the pleasure brought by nicotine.

Occasionally, he would cough a few times, then take out an aerosol from another pocket, take a few deep breaths, and continue smoking.

Can't remember where I saw it:

Smoke can irritate the respiratory tract and aggravate the symptoms of wheezing. The harmful substances in the smoke can also cause lung diseases other than cough and asthma. Usually, doctors strictly prohibit asthma patients from smoking and drinking.

And he obviously ignored the doctor's advice.

The power in his hands can make anyone who tries to challenge him shut up obediently.

But his damaged body and addicted brain will not obey his will, and will only accelerate the decline of his body.

However, since he is in a high position, it should be easy for him to replace a certain internal organ with a new one before it is completely broken.

In the "Academy", there are so many young and strong hearts, lungs, kidneys...

for him to choose.

Thinking of this, I clenched my fists.

By the way, I don't know what happened to An He?

"Dong dong."

I was clenching my fists and thinking about something bitterly, but I didn't want to hear a light knocking sound from the window glass beside me.

I turned my head, and Hun'er almost died of fright:

Leng Wenxie!
At some point, he actually walked up to my car, looked at me quietly through the glass.

Due to the thickness of my glass membrane, he may not be able to see my expression clearly, but I can clearly see his pale face due to perennial lung disease.

so close to me.

Still laughing!

Xiao Jiujiu is discovered by this kind of tyrant, usually there is no good fruit to eat!
But now it's even more inappropriate to kick the accelerator and leave, so it will be confirmed that I have a ghost in my heart.

I put down the car window and greeted with a natural expression:
"Minister Leng, hello."

Presumably the expression must be very stiff, but I can't control that much.

Leng Wenxie turned his head slightly, then turned around again:
"It turns out that Teacher Su also comes here to relax after get off work. I thought you intellectuals wouldn't like this kind of place."

What kind of place is this?
A few thoughts flashed through my mind. It seems that Leng Wenxie has not considered me as a stalker for the time being. We meet here, in his opinion, is it a coincidence?

I answered vaguely:
"Ah, yes, I asked my little assistant a few days ago to see where young people usually go after get off work, and they introduced this place to me."

"Oh? Teacher Su's assistant...hehe, really," the man twitched the corner of his mouth, as if looking for a suitable adjective, "he really has taste."

"Minister Leng also came to relax?"

"That's right, I come here once or twice a week. However, I don't like to socialize, so I usually come alone. It's fate to meet Teacher Su here today. Why don't we go together?"

"Can you?" I pretended to shirk.

"It's my pleasure."

He opened the car door.

I didn't know where I was going, so I pretended to walk slowly, half a step behind him, and let him lead me.

He exuded a mixture of tobacco and pine, and in this gloomy environment, I felt a strange sense of security.

But I immediately remind myself:

Don't forget that he is the target of the Raiders.

Regardless of the current relationship, in the end, I'm going to get him to do things that he doesn't mean to do, and it's probably not going to be a pleasant process.

Not to mention, if the persuasion fails, in order to complete the task, I still need to assassinate him.

To the cyborgs, he is an out-and-out devil. What he has done has caused the cyborgs to have no dignity.

And now I am also a member of the Biochemical Man.

After walking for about three or four minutes, he suddenly stopped.

We came to a yard with a single family.

There is a plaque on the gate of the courtyard, which reads: station.

Leng Wenxie stood at the door, with his arms slightly open toward my side, looking at me, silently beckoning.

I put my arm through his too, and he smiled politely:
"Ms. Su, I hope you have a good time tonight. Please charge all expenses to my account."

Oh, that's so embarrassing..."

"Please be sure to record it on my account. You have come from afar to provide guidance for our biological project in J City, and it is also related to the field under your management. Whether it is public or private, you deserve more thoughtful hospitality."

When he said these words, he always kept a faint smile.

The long and narrow eyes flashed with an unknown light.

(End of this chapter)