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On the sixteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the sky was blue and clear. It felt like the sun was coming in through the gaps in the curtains and falling on his body and face before five o'clock. The messy hair of chicken nest head.There was a slight movement in the bed on the other side. Zhao Fengming walked to the window without a sound, and closed the curtain that was not firmly drawn. The sun had no chance to display its abilities, and regretfully withdrew from the room, and the room fell into chaos again. dark.

On the big bed, the figure protruding under the dark green silk quilt is like a boiled prawn, bowing into a hill.Zhao Fengming looked at the person on the bed, with a doting smile on Qingjun's face, he lay back gently, grabbed the corner of the quilt, and coaxed softly, "It's uncomfortable to sleep with a stuffy head, Lin Lin pulls the quilt down .”

In response, Lin Wu pulled the quilt higher, and the chicken nest head was no longer visible.

Zhao Fengming reached into the quilt helplessly, accurately found Lin Wu's creaking nest, tapped there twice, the only itchy place was touched, Lin Wu "slippery" in the quilt like a loach, Let go of the hand holding the quilt, Zhao Fengming took the opportunity to pull down the quilt, revealing Lin Wu's face, the white face has the imprint of the pillow, with the blush in sleep, like the attractiveness of delicious peaches luster.

Leaning over and kissing her ruddy cheek, Zhao Fengming hugged Lin Wu contentedly, and fell asleep again.

After I fell asleep, it was eight o'clock.

After a good night's sleep, he woke up refreshed. Lin Wu pushed open the door and saw his uncle Lin Lang sitting at the table, holding a newspaper in his hand and flipping through it from time to time.Uncle has always been so capable and cheerful. He has faded away from the green military uniform, but he still has the character of a soldier in his bones. His back is straight, his sitting posture is upright, and his shoulders are straight as if he is carrying "loyalty" and "responsibility". breath.

"Morning, uncle!" Lin Wu greeted his uncle in a lively voice, his eyebrows and eyes curved into two rounds of crescents, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth deepened.

Lin Lang looked away from the newspaper and landed on Lin Wu, "I'm in a good mood."

"I was in a bad mood one day." Lin Wu walked to the table, pulled a chair and sat down. There was warm porridge on the table, hot soybean milk in a thermos bucket, and homemade unleaded fried dough sticks. , Sesame Biscuits, "Wow, it's another great day for Zhai Zhai, and it's getting better and better. You can make sesame sesame biscuits."

Zhai Zhai is not there, but his little monkey is squatting on the dining table. The little guy is well-raised by Zhai Zhai. His hair is smooth and smooth. He is holding a small bottle of chocolate sauce and picking the chocolate inside with his slender fingers. , There is not much chocolate sauce in the bottle, just let the little monkey pick and play.

But the little monkey picks it very carefully, and when it gets a little bit on its finger, it will happily "chirp" and eat it in its mouth. It will squint its bright eyes with happiness.

Lin Wu, who was eating fried dough sticks, had the same expression as the little monkey, and also narrowed his eyes happily.While eating, he took out the folded letter paper from his pocket, pushed it to his uncle with secret excitement, pretended not to care and said, "Look, your father sent it."

Last night, when Lin Wu and Zhao Fengming were guarding the door for a few minutes, my uncle had already been driven to sleep by Lin Wu, so I didn't know there was a letter.

Dazed for a moment, Lin Lang put down the newspaper and pressed the paper that Lin Wu handed over, and slowly opened it, revealing the four strong words inside: Well, don't read.

It's his father's handwriting.

Lin Lang was an abandoned baby picked up by his father at the entrance of the Dragon King Temple. When he was picked up, he was just born. He was wrapped in a blanket and placed on the cold bluestone. The umbilical cord on the navel was not removed.If the adoptive father found out a moment later, Lin Lang would have been frozen to death on that cold spring morning.

"Hello." Lin Lang read each word, "Don't read."

Close your eyes, it's good to have a thought.

Lin Wu didn't bother his uncle. He had mixed feelings in his heart while eating breakfast. Knowing that everything was safe and well in the other world, his grandfather felt more at ease.Shaking his head, shaking off the hurting emotions, in order to distract his attention, Lin Wu took the newspaper that his uncle put on the table to read.

"Xizhou Evening News" is a local newspaper just by its name, and it is the largest evening paper. My uncle likes to read some printed words, so Lin Wu went to the post office to order some newspapers and magazines, which will be delivered to the mailbox outside the building every morning.After the morning run, my uncle will bring back the newspaper. Anyway, Lin Wu has never seen what it looks like when a newspaper is curled up in the mailbox.

Paper media information can no longer keep up with the speed and convenience of online news. As far as the news on this "Xizhou Evening News" is concerned, nine out of ten news have already been seen by Lin Wu when he swiped his mobile phone.Turning another page, Lin Wu saw the title and said "Hey", "The white-collar girl disappeared for no reason, and was found under the bedmate of her male roommate two days later..." What attracted Lin Wu was not the specious title, but the news inside the news. The description of the female white-collar worker reminded him for no reason of the girl he saw the day he watched the dinosaur movie. He still remembers that girl's companion called her Fangfang.

In the news, the original name of the deceased did not appear, and Liang Fang was used instead.

"Could it be her?" Lin Wu muttered to himself.

Lin Wu pushed a mobile phone in front of him, which belonged to Zhao Fengming, and the screen page of the mobile phone was stuck on the title of a post, which was a popular post in the Xizhou Shilun Forum.The title is exactly the same as in the newspaper, but with a suffix added, saying that there are pictures of the scene, so that netizens should watch carefully.

"This person has passed away, the one you saw in the newspaper." Zhao Fengming glanced at Lin Wu, and was about to take back the phone. Seeing Lin Wu reaching out to swipe the screen, he quickly stopped, "Don't scroll."

"Why..." The disembowelled corpse suddenly appeared in the field of vision, Lin Wu gasped, "Damn it, who is so devoid of public morality, the dead are the worst, so post the photo of her death to blog people How about eyeballs! What the hell is going on in the forum, why haven't you deleted the post?!"

In the photo, Liang Fanghua had become a lifeless corpse, her stomach was opened by a sharp weapon, revealing an empty abdominal cavity, and her liver, gallbladder, spleen, pancreas, kidneys and other organs were missing.The person who met once saw it again, but it looked like a rag doll and became a tool for others to stir up heat in the photo. Lin Wu was disgusted physiologically, and the breakfast he just ate was stuck in his stomach, turning into cold lumps of ice lumps.

Zhao Fengming took back the phone, grabbed Lin Wu's hand and passed a ray of spiritual energy, seeing that Lin Wu's pale complexion improved a lot, he was relieved.

"Don't be angry, everyone following this post is cursing the person who posted it. The forum administrators will react quickly and delete the post."

There was still half a deep-fried dough stick in his hand, and Lin Wu didn't want to eat anymore. After putting it down, he said sullenly, "Why did she die? Could it be related to Honglian?"

"It's possible." Zhao Fengming glanced at the phone screen, touched it with his finger accidentally, and the page was refreshed, showing that the post did not comply with the regulations and had been deleted.He put down the phone and said, "You probably haven't noticed that the face of the corpse is as beautiful as it was in life. The skin is tender and smooth. There is no pain on the expression, as if it is asleep."

The visual impact of disembowelling was too strong, so Lin Wu glanced at the face of the corpse and was sure it was someone he knew.Looking back now, there are indeed many weird things. According to the newspaper news, it was only found under the bed of the male roommate two days later. It has been two days since he died, and he is still in Xizhou in the scorching summer. It is impossible for the body to be preserved so well. ...

A scene inside the hot pot restaurant suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and the acne marks on Liang Fanghua's face were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.Lin Wu's back suddenly felt cold, and he asked speculatively: "The death incident happened, will Honglian attract the attention of the higher authorities?"

After Zhao Fengming and Bai Tingshan talked about the amber red lotus, Bai Tingshan attached great importance to it and mobilized forces to investigate the HP company, but there was nothing wrong with the investigation results, which was different from the gloomy and cold imagination. HP Company is an old cosmetics company registered for 30 years. It started from a handmade soap shop and has become a leader in the industry with 30 years of hard work.

Their method of cultivating amber red lotus can be called scientific. They put the lotus seeds wrapped in artificial amber into the blood pool, and realized mass production through scientific monitoring.It looks like a terrible growth environment, but all sources are legal, and most of them are people who sell blood for their lives.

HP's problems cannot be seen from the production process, and their company's books are also clean.

The amber red lotus was detected by instruments, and no harmful substances were detected. On the contrary, the anti-aging factor was very active, which attracted the attention of many people. After all, no one wants to grow old, and everyone wants to stay young forever.

Guoan is a seemingly awesome national unit, but compared with the huge ordinary people, it is not worth mentioning.

Bai Tingshan said that a cultivator can feel the hostility in Honglian, and the leader, who is an ordinary person, asked him to analyze the components of the hostility, and write a report on the harmfulness and submit it.

He also said bluntly to Bai Tingshan: The most important thing is to pay attention to big things, not trivial matters.

Bai Tingshan flipped the table on the spot. He was no longer the top leader of Guoan No. [-], and his rights were greatly restricted. He could only sit in the office and eat durian to relieve his anger.

"It's hard." Zhao Fengming broke Lin Wu's expectations, "Liang Fanghua's death was obviously not caused by Amber Red Lotus. It was related to her face not changing after death. Don't worry, we are all actively looking for clues. Sooner or later we will be able to find clues." Find out the ins and outs of Red Lotus."

Lin Wu sighed dejectedly, "Am I caring too much? I'm just a little ordinary person, and I'm still worried that the whole world is coming. I'm not a superman in underwear. It's not up to me to save the world."

"My Lin Lin is the best." Zhao Fengming said with a smile, "He is kind-hearted, a rare quality."

"It's good that you don't think I'm stupid." Lin Wu scratched his head, picked up the remaining half fried dough stick and ate it, leaving it to waste.

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The nature of Liang Fanghua's case was bad, and the onlookers posted the photos of the scene on the Internet, which aroused the attention of all walks of life. After Li Guangzhan took over the case, it can be said that he was devastated. Because the murderer could not be found, hundreds of police forces were spent on investigation within three days. All suspects, no suspicious points were found.

On the fourth day of the case, a new deceased appeared. He was a waiter on the night shift. The same method of death was found after two days. The body was surprisingly similar to Liang Fanghua in that the waiter’s There was no sign of death on his face, as if he was just sleeping with his eyes closed.

Lin Wu didn't ask much about the specific details, Li Guangzhan just said so much.

Because of the existence of the terrorist killer, people in Xizhou City became panic-stricken, and the topics of the uncles and aunts who came to enjoy the cool summer were transferred from the cultivation of grandchildren and family trivial matters to the case, cursing the perverted murderer to be brought to justice as soon as possible.

Watching an old woman over eighty years old leading her great-granddaughter and walking up the stairs with a tall great-grandson beside her.After the figure of the family of three disappeared, he looked away and was startled by the man in black who quietly appeared in front of the bar at no time.

The hat on the black jacket was worn on the head to cover the man's face, but the cold aura that seemed to crawl out from the dead was not covered.

"Stay in the hotel." The man's voice was hoarse and coarse, like iron sheets sliding back and forth on the ground.

"..." Lin Wu, who has not changed the Wanxiang Building into an express hotel, took the registration book and prepared to register, "Mr. please do the registration."

The man asked: "Sure?"

Lin Wu looked at the registration book and said: "Not necessarily." Grandpa has many tenants who have not registered.

The man nodded, "That's not it."

Cherishing words like gold, Lin Wu didn't ask any more questions, put the registration book back in the drawer, and asked, "How many days will you stay?"

"Three days tentatively." The man took out the wallet from his pocket, took out a bank card and prepared to pay, and asked, "Issuing (invoice), reimbursement is required."

Lin Wu was in a dilemma. Up to now, no guest has asked for reimbursement. He doesn't have an invoice here, and he doesn't even have an official seal, let alone a special stamp for invoices.Embarrassed, he said: "No (ticket) has been issued yet, please wait for the customer, I will go through it." Fortunately, he has a business license.

The man is quite easy to talk to, "Yes."

After completing the check-in procedures, Lin Wu called Ma Aiyun to bring the guests up, but Ma Aiyun didn't dare to approach after being about ten meters away, her body was trembling, and it was obvious that she was terribly afraid of men.Lin Wu was puzzled, so he asked Ah Zi who was sitting beside him with his eyes, but the well-informed Ah Zi was so frightened that his head fell off, and he crouched under the bar holding his head at some point.

Lin Wu looked at the man again, a big guy came?

The author has something to say:

Zhao Fengming: Morning exercise has been away from me for a long time, sweet sadness.

Lin Wu drilled into his arms: It's still early...

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Thank you, the little fatty from the Lemon Family, for the landmines, okay~