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The last brother is Zhang Hang, who is 32 years old this year.

"He's in the recycling bin."

"What?" Fang Rong was stunned.

"Your good brother is currently at Liji Recycling Station."

"How did he get there?" It was really an unexpected place.

Fang Rong turned on the navigation and drove towards the Liji waste recycling station. It took about an hour's drive from here to there.

Four brothers, one was buried in a coffin in the cemetery, one was tied up in the woods with injuries all over his body, one went to a nursing home and slept on the bed next to his mother, and the last one was in a waste recycling station.

What's the matter?

"Is Zhang Hang in danger?"

"Not now, but there will be later."

it is as expected.

"He was tied up with ropes, sealed his mouth with tape, and locked in an abandoned wardrobe. He is now fully conscious and in despair. There will be a vehicle at four o'clock this afternoon to transport the wardrobe away. You want Save him before four o'clock."

"understood."

Fang Rong frowned, and asked out his doubts, "Master Ye, the brother in the woods said that I have a problem with my brain, you think it could be me..." In fact, he had already had this guess, and he has never heard of it. Too much to admit.

"It has something to do with you."

"Is that what I did? Could it be that I awakened my second personality, or was I too stressed and schizophrenic?" He asked fearfully, "If it was all done by me, wouldn't I be a dangerous person? ?”

"Don't guess, when you find the last brother, everything will come to light." Ye Ling didn't intend to tell him now, because now is not the time.

"Okay, I see." Of course Fang Rong was scared, what happened today was too weird.

After half an hour.

The sun in the sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and the sky became gloomy in an instant. The wind was strong, and the branches on both sides of the road rattled.

He was driving the vehicle normally, when suddenly an old man rushed up at the corner in front of him.

Fang Rong was taken aback and hurriedly stopped the car.

The old man put down his crutches and lay down in front of the car.

Fang Rong's eyes widened and he said, "What's the situation? You're from Porcelain?"

[There is an hour and a half left before the closet is taken away, and now this situation suddenly appeared?It won't be too late like in the TV series, right? 】

【You are really out of luck. 】

"What should I do now?" Fang Rong asked the audience in the live broadcast room.

[You have a driving recorder, call the police. 】

[It may be too late to call the police, so it's better to get out of the car and pay some money. 】

Fang Rong nodded, "That's the only way."

He opened the door and got out of the car, and came to the front of the car.

The grandfather lying on the ground closed his eyes very dedicatedly.

Fang Rong sighed helplessly, took out two red banknotes from his wallet, and said, "Grandpa, I'll give you 200 yuan, please don't embarrass me."

Grandpa opened his eyes.

This startled Fang Rong.

"You..." The old man only had the whites of his eyes, which was very scary.

The old man stood up from the ground with a weird smile on his lips.

Instead of taking the money from Fang Rong, he raised his hand and slapped him twice on the face with a crisp sound, which stunned Fang Rong.

"Young man, this is a lesson."

Only then did Fang Rong come to his senses, his face was burning with pain.

"Why did you hit me?"

"This is a lesson!" The old man repeated mechanically.

"What on earth do you mean? You were laying in front of the car to blackmail me, and I didn't hit you. Don't you just want money? Why are you beating someone now?"

"This is a lesson!" After saying this with a blank face, he turned and left with a cane.

Looking at the old man's back, Fang Rong felt extremely bewildered. "Is this person mentally ill?"

"It's really bad luck, what's the matter?" He sat back in the car again.

[Fuck!Could it be in broad daylight...]

[The sky suddenly became overcast just now. 】

[Don't say it, don't say it. 】

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Fang Rong was even more puzzled.

Nothing happened along the way.

At 10:[-] pm, he arrived at the Liji Recycling Station.

The car drove inside and stopped.

Fang Rong opened the car door and walked down, looking at the mountains of waste in the yard, frowning.

The boss greeted him and asked, "Do you want to sell scraps?"

"I'm looking for a wardrobe."

"You want to buy a second-hand wardrobe? The wardrobes here are basically unusable. If you want to buy a second-hand one, you can go to the second-hand market to buy it."

"No." Fang Rong shook his head, looked directly into the boss's eyes and said, "The thing is like this..." He briefly told the boss about his brother being locked in the closet.

After the boss heard this, his expression changed. "A big living person is really locked in the closet?"

"Ah."

"The wardrobe that just arrived today..." The boss thought about it carefully, "Is it a red wardrobe?"

Fang Rong looked at the phone, and Ye Ling nodded.

Fang Rong said, "Yes."

"Here."

Fang Rong followed the boss over.

In a corner, the big red wardrobe lay there quietly.

"I opened the iron door at five o'clock this evening, and saw this wardrobe at the door. It was very heavy, and the two of us moved it in. We planned to break the lock to see what was inside. Because today is very busy. , just forget about it.”

The boss found a tool and pried the lock open. The moment they opened the closet door, the two saw the man curled up inside.

Zhang Hang was sweating profusely, his body was covered in dust, and his spirit was already on the verge of collapse.Seeing that his good brother came to save him, he shed tears of excitement.

Fang Rong looked sad for a while, "Ahang, I'm here to save you."

The boss cut the rope with scissors and tore off the tape for him. "Do you need to call the police?"

"No need." Fang Rong was still afraid that he did it himself.Isn't calling the police the same as surrendering?He supported Zhang Hang, thanked the boss and left.

Sitting in the car.

Zhang Hang impatiently stretched out his hand and shouted, "Water!"

Fang Rong picked up a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him.

Zhang Hang opened the bottle cap and drank it all in one gulp, closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat when he was satisfied.

While driving, Fang Rong tentatively asked, "How did you get locked in the closet?"

"I don't know, I guess it was revenge by my lover's husband."

"Do you really remember nothing?"

"Ah."

Zhang Hang opened his eyes and said: "After this experience, I decided to be a good person in the future and not mess with men and women anymore." After waking up and staying in the closet for half a day, he would never forget it.

He knew that if he continued to fool around with a woman who had a husband, something big would happen sooner or later.