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"I asked, but I didn't know him." Song Yao sat down opposite Bai Aize with a plate.

"Well," Bai Aize nodded, he felt relieved after hearing Song Yao's words, but he checked again, "Have you asked clearly?"

"Nonsense, isn't it?" Song Yao teased, "If I say that you care about it, you will be confused. If you think about it with your toes, you can see how Ah Chu could know him. Don't worry too much. You said that you are all divided. , you still think about him all day..."

"No," Bai Aize interrupted immediately, and felt uneasy after a while, pursing his lips, "Why did you ask?"

Song Yao rolled his eyes, and repeated succinctly: "Just say that this man is called Tian Wang, a pimp from Myanmar, who also abducts and sells Omega, ask him if he knows, what he said is meow meow, listen I haven’t heard of it before, and I asked if I was crazy, so I said it was Lao Bai who asked me to inquire—”

When he said this, he deliberately paused, and raised his eyelids to wait for Bai Aize's reaction. Sure enough, the second young master Bai slipped his finger, and the two chopsticks collided with each other.

Song Yao covered his mouth and coughed twice, Bai Aize put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked calmly, "And then?"

"Then he said—" Song Yao elongated the ending sound in a mysterious way.

Bai Aize himself didn't realize that his upper body was leaning forward slightly, and the corners of his mouth were tensed. As I said in the body language and micro-expression class, this represented tension and anticipation.

"He said he's dead," Song Yao shrugged, "and then it's gone, so he hung up."

Bai Aize was stunned for half a second, and responded with a faint "hmm".

Song Yao shook his head helplessly: "Why do you think you are doing this?"

"Don't talk when you eat." Bai Aize said, "Don't talk when you eat."

Song Yao pouted, chewed half a meatball, it was so soft and not tasty, his eyes glanced at the marinated chicken leg in Bai Ai Ze's bowl, cleared his throat, and whispered, "The cold dishes are from the window?"

Ever since he knew that the little brother at window 3 had a crush on him, Song Yao's psychological pressure increased sharply. Every time he came back to the cafeteria to order food, he would shrink his neck and dare not look in that direction, saying that he could not give him any hope. Although it was cruel, But long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and the young seedling should be cut off in time at the budding stage of young youth's spring.

"This?" Bai Aize picked up the stewed chicken legs in the bowl, nodded and said, "It's from window 3."

"I knew it was specially reserved for window No. 3," Song Yao frowned, wanting to eat stewed chicken legs, but feeling embarrassed at the same time, feeling that this is really a sweet burden, so he said with some distress, "If you want No, tell him next time, don't worry about me anymore, it's a pity."

Bai Aize raised his eyebrows: "How do you say?"

Song Yao turned his head to look, and sure enough, the Omega at the No. 3 window was staring at them, met Song Yao's eyes and smiled at him.

"Damn it!" Song Yao flinched and turned around hastily, "Old Bai, have you noticed that he has become more active! He didn't dare to look at me before! What does it mean? It means that this is a deep-rooted love and more and more falling in love It's getting deeper..."

"Really?" Bai Aize expressed surprise.

"you do not say!"

Song Yao hurriedly took a sip of the cool Bai Kai to suppress his shock, and suddenly heard Bai Aize say: "Today's chicken legs are for me."

Song Yao was choked upright, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and asked in disbelief: "What?!"

"You don't always go to his place to order food," Bai Aize said with a smile, "I guess he was discouraged and changed his target."

Song Yao didn't expect that he would be removed from the crush list so soon, and he couldn't help feeling a faint sense of loss in his heart.

Bai Aize took a bite of the chicken thigh and added fuel to the fire: "It tastes good."

Song Yao's face turned blue and red, sat up straight and said seriously: "I think he is trying to seduce you with chicken legs."

"Well, I think so too." Bai Aize agreed.

"Don't eat it!" Song Yao snatched the chicken leg from his bowl, and said righteously, "We, the people's police, can't take the people's stitches."

Bai Aize couldn't help but laugh.

As Song Yao said, he lowered his head and gnawed on the braised chicken legs, nagging at the same time, "You have to keep yourself clean, or when Ah Chu comes back, I find you eat other people's chicken legs all day long, and I won't speak for you... .”

Bai Aize's smile froze, Song Yao felt that he had slipped his words, and said haha, "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding, hurry up and eat."

At this moment, the phone on the table rang, and Bai Aize paused with his fingertips, and immediately turned his head to take a look, only to find that it was a spam text message, and pressed the delete button as if nothing had happened.

Song Yao has always noticed that Bai Aize's cell phone has always been silent, that is, it is only turned on during this period of time, and it is always on hand when eating, and a cup of hot water is always on the body. Waiting to hear from someone, afraid of missing every call, every message.

Song Yao sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you call or send a message to him later?"

"No." Bai Aize lowered his head to pick the chopped green onions, no emotion could be heard in his voice.

"I don't understand what you guys are thinking," Song Yao fiddled with the fried meatballs in the bowl, "I don't understand why he left, and I also don't understand why you didn't chase after him. It's so simple to fall in love, two people together Isn't it good? It's easier than conducting investigations and memorizing the law, right? You said that you two are usually the most intelligent brains, and you will rank first or second in the exam, why are you confused now?"

Bai Aize looked at the steaming fried noodles on the plate, and let out a sigh of relief: "I thought so too."

"Ah?" Song Yao didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Bai Aize's eyes flickered slightly.

He thought so too, as long as the two of them were together.

All Shangchu's anxiety, worry, and uneasiness are entrusted to him, and he only wants Shangchu to be by his side.

If only loving and being loved were as easy as an exam.

"You can't send him a message," Song Yao frowned, "It's so convenient, it's better than being so stiff now."

Bai Aize said, "I don't."

"what?"

Song Yao was a little surprised, and couldn't believe that such a willful and childish answer would come out of Bai Aize's mouth.

"Old Bai," Song Yao paused, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry with him, I feel uncomfortable watching him."

Bai Aize's Adam's apple was throbbing, he was not angry with Monk Chu, he was playing tricks on himself.He has given Shang Chu everything he can give, and now he has nothing left, only this breath is left and he is still stubborn.

He suffers from insomnia every night, he closes his eyes and thinks of Shang Chu, but when he opens his eyes, he sees the acacia tree on the bedside.

Why didn't he want to contact Shang Chu, he was going crazy, he didn't know how many times he pressed the call button and hung up immediately.

What if Shang Chu doesn't answer?What should Shang Chu do if he doesn't want to hear his voice?

He is still holding on with this breath left, and he is afraid that Shang Chu will not even want this breath.He was even more afraid that Shang Chu would find out that he was actually very painful. Bai Aize had always known what Shang Chu liked about him, just like wild beasts would only be tamed by stronger predators, and Shang Chu's eyes could only accommodate stronger animals than himself. people.

So Bai Aize didn't dare to let Shang Chu discover even a little bit of his fragility.

Only once, he dreamed of a dense black mist, Shang Chu stood in the mist and looked at him, with deep despair in his eyes.Bai Aize reached out to hug him, but the black mist suddenly dissipated, and Shang Chu's figure also disappeared.

He woke up from the dream, his chest heaved violently, and every time he took a breath, his heart felt sore.Trembling, he took out his phone and looked at the number in the address book for a long time, but still felt pain.

Only that time, Bai Aize felt that he was going to be unable to hold on any longer. He got up and got out of bed, ran for a long time on the deserted streets, finally found a 24-hour convenience store, picked up the public phone and pressed the string number.

The "beep" sound in the receiver lasted for a long time. The moment he answered, Bai Aize's heart jumped suddenly, and the soreness rushed into his throat instantly. Shang Chu said "Hello" with a hoarse and deep voice, which sounded like he had just smoked .

"Who?" Before waiting for an answer, Shang Chu asked impatiently.

Bai Aize could imagine his current appearance, he was probably lying on the bed with his feet crossed, his brows were furrowed, and he felt uncomfortable because of a harassing phone call in the middle of the night.

Shang Chu clicked his tongue, and said in a bad tone, "Speak."

——It's so late, why don't you go to bed?

—Are you smoking again?

——Is the injury on your face healed?No scars?

——In the future, if you receive a call from an unknown person in the middle of the night, don’t answer it. Turn off your phone at night and remember to put it away from the pillow.

Bai Aize subconsciously wanted to open his mouth, only to realize that his two rows of teeth were clenched tightly, and his toes were pressing down on the ground, as if he would not be able to stand still if he did not do so.

The phone hung up with a "snap", and the beep sounded again on the receiver. Bai Aize's tense muscles relaxed, only to realize that he was sweating all over.

When he walked out of the convenience store, a gust of wind blew in, making Bai Aizelen's teeth tremble.

"Let's eat." He whispered to Song Yao.

"Eating," Shang Lijun said on the phone, "I'm eating, and I'm having lunch."

"You didn't go to get the medicine in the morning." Shang Chu's voice was cold.

The expert number at the hospital is on Saturday morning, and they will go for an inspection once a week. Today is Saturday. Originally, Shang Chu should accompany Shang Lijun, but the city bureau has a temporary job to run, and Shang Chu can't do it. Shang Lijun said he would go by himself.

When the bureau was done, Shang Chu immediately asked the hospital, but Shang Lijun didn't go there in the morning.

Shang Lijun paused, and said vaguely: "I'm cured, almost cured, I won't take medicine, and I won't take medicine in the future."

"Where's the money?" Shang Chu asked, "I deposited [-] yesterday, and this week I'll see a doctor and get medicine, but the hospital said you took it away, where is the money?"

"Qian...I, I am...I..." Shang Lijun muttered for a long time but couldn't explain why.

The expert account is not easy to register. Shang Chu spent hundreds of dollars to buy it from scalpers, and Shang Lijun didn’t go for half an hour every Saturday morning, and took all the money he reserved?

Shangchu's temples buzzed, and he punched the wall in agitation.

"Have you been drinking?" He asked coldly, "More than 3000, did you drink all of it? What kind of wine did you drink? How many people did you invite?"

In fact, Shang Chu could tell from his voice that he hadn’t been drinking, but the fire in his heart couldn’t be suppressed, he just couldn’t help but sneer at Shang Lijun, couldn’t help but use harsh and mean words, only in this way could he feel better .

"I didn't drink it, Dad didn't drink it," Shang Lijun explained anxiously, "I really didn't drink it, I, I really didn't drink it, I won't drink it, I promise I won't drink it..."

Shang Chu didn't have the patience to listen to him repeat nonsense, so he interrupted and asked, "Where are you?"

"At home," Shang Lijun smiled, "eating at home, at home."

"At home?" Shang Chu snorted coldly and kicked the door, "I'm right at the door, why don't you come to open the door?"

There was a "bang" from the other end of the phone, and Shang Lijun couldn't help trembling, and said falteringly: "You, why are you here? If you don't tell me in advance, you go back to your dormitory first, and I will do something , I have something to do..."

Shang Chu raised his head and let out a sigh of relief, suppressing his anger and said, "Transfer the money to me immediately."

"I have something to do, you go back first," Shang Lijun's words flickered, "I have something to do..."

"Didn't hear clearly, did you?" Shang Chu laughed, "I said pay me back the money, and turn it over now."

Shang Lijun muttered something again, but Shang Chu couldn't hear clearly. A few seconds later, there was a sudden loud voice, Shang Chu frowned, and vaguely heard a woman crying, as if she was shouting something " You are not human! What face do you have to ask me for money" or something like that.

"What noise?" he asked immediately, "Where are you?"

Shang Lijun didn't say anything, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Shang Chu called again, and all he heard was a busy tone.

"Fuck!" He cursed, with his hands on his hips, he paced around the corridor a few times irritably.

"Little handsome guy," the anti-theft door opposite opened a crack, and a young man poked his head out and asked, "You belong to this family, right?"

Shang Chu nodded.

"Oh, can I trouble you to talk to that man in this house," the man complained hastily, "Pay attention to the sanitation of the corridor, don't spit everywhere, once I saw blood on the door of his house, it smells so strong , I don’t know if I killed chickens at home, alas, although we don’t care about it, can this public area be improved a little...”

Blood?

Shang Chu was taken aback, Shang Lijun vomited blood again?Why didn't he tell himself?

The man at the door was still complaining endlessly: "Every time I tell him that he is going to beat someone, and he also swears, it's so ugly, we have old people and children in our family, how can we listen to such words... .”

Shang Chu closed his eyes hard, and interrupted: "Okay, I'll tell him, I'm sorry."

Seeing that he had a good attitude, the man curled his lips and said nothing.

"By the way," Shang Chu asked with an attitude of giving it a try, "Do you know where he went?"

"Then how do I know?" The man shook his head, thought for a while and then said, "But he asked around for a while ago."

"What are you looking for?" Shang Chu asked.

"I seem to be looking for someone, I don't know," the man said, "I happened to meet him at the bottom of the stairs one time when I came back, and he kept talking to himself, saying that he leveled the road."

Chongping Road?

Shang Chu had no impression of this place at all, and then asked: "Did you hear him say the specific location?"

"That's not it," the man pouted, "he's so bad that he's going to beat me, I'm scared to death! Little handsome guy, don't you mind if I ask, is he not in good spirits? Crazy, seeing everyone seems to kill their father and enemy..."

Shang Chu raised his eyelids and glanced at him coldly, the man trembled, and immediately shut the door silently.

Shang Chu found a milk tea shop nearby to sit down, opened the electronic map, and entered "Chongping Road" in the search bar, it showed that the whole block was quite big, there were business districts and schools, and the housing prices should not be low.

What did Shang Lijun inquire about Chongping Road?Could it be that someone he knew lived there?

With such a large area, it was not an option for him to just look for it. He just sipped milk tea and waited at the alley. Shang Lijun didn't answer the phone, and finally turned off the phone directly. Seeing a big puddle of blood at the entrance of Shanglijun, his heart sank.

After nearly two hours, Shang Lijun finally came back.

Even the backs of his feet were swollen, and he walked with a limp, propped one hand on the wall, and moved over from the alley bit by bit.

Seeing him like this from a distance, Shang Chu couldn't hold back the soreness in his throat, and just wanted to go up to help him, when he saw a bicycle passing by the alley, and when it passed by Shang Lijun, the handlebar just gently rubbed against him All of a sudden, he spit a mouthful of phlegm at them, opened his mouth and said "fuck you" repeatedly.

Shang Chu paused, seeing the bicycle coming towards him, he subconsciously took back his steps, and hid in the shadow of the corner sideways, for fear that others would find out that he had the slightest relationship with Shang Lijun.

The boy on the bicycle left, and there was no one else in the alley except Shang Lijun, so Shang Chu came out from the corner.

Shang Lijun was so strangled by the flip flops that he stooped to take off his shoes, held the slippers in his hands, and walked barefoot, with black dirt in his toenails.He walked forward for a while before he found Shang Chu. He was stunned for about ten seconds before he realized it. He curled his toes awkwardly. Then he smiled dumbly, leaned over to put on the slippers again, and walked over at a faster pace: "Why are you here? I didn't make a phone call, and the house was not cleaned up. It's quite messy, a bit messy..."

Obviously he was still anxious just a second ago, but when he really saw someone else, Shang Chu looked indifferent, and stretched out his hand and said, "Money."

"Go home first," Shang Lijun tugged at his sleeve carefully, "Go home first, and then we'll talk about it. How long have you been back, go back first."

"I'm not going," Shang Chu shook off his hand and asked again, "Where's the money?"

"I'm not going..." Shang Lijun lowered his head and murmured in frustration, then untied the rubber band on his trousers, took out an inner pocket from inside, and took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills, "Here is the money. Here, I didn't drink, Dad didn't go to drink, don't worry."

Shang Chu picked up the stack of banknotes, grabbed his hand and left, Shang Lijun was staggered: "Where are you going?"

"Hospital, get medicine." Shang Chu said.

"I won't go, I won't take the medicine," Shang Lijun was unwilling to leave, "I don't want to spend that wronged money. I'm fine, and it's fine like this. You borrowed money from your classmates, right? Pay it back quickly, don't owe it to me." Come on, pay it back quickly, I won’t take medicine.”

He was talking nonsense, Shang Chu was too lazy to talk to him, and dragged his hand away, but Shang Lijun couldn't keep up with his pace, and fell after walking a few meters, hitting his forehead on the base of the wall with a "boom".

Shang Chu was taken aback, and looked at Shang Lijun helplessly, wondering why he was so useless.

Wasn't he great when he punched and kicked the dumb before?Wooden doors can punch a hole in him, why is it so useless now?

Shang Lijun was lying on the wall panting, Shang Chu bent down slightly, and stretched out his hand to pull him. Shang Lijun supported his upper body with his hands, first knelt on the ground, and then struggled to get up from the ground.

There was a wound on his forehead that was oozing blood, Shang Chu licked his lips and clenched his hands into fists: "I'm not..."

"It's okay, it's okay," Shang Lijun waved his hands cheerfully, "Get the medicine, right? Then go, don't take the expensive ones, just buy more painkillers, nothing else..."

"En." Shang Chu responded, as if he didn't dare to look at Shang Lijun, he walked in front with his head down.

Went to the hospital to get the medicine, Shang Chu took a taxi to take Shang Lijun to the intersection, watching his back silently.

Just after one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining, and Shang Chu was sweating all over. He didn't know why, but suddenly he felt so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, and there were bursts of tingling pain in his forehead.

Shang Lijun carried the plastic bag and walked along the narrow alley. After turning a corner, he turned his head and looked back to make sure he would never see Shang Chu again, so he bent down tremblingly and took off his clothes. Flip-flops in hand, walking back barefoot, on the way I bought five steamed buns with ten cents, each at fifty cents, for a total of two and a half yuan.

When he returned to the rental house, he unbuttoned his trousers and took out another stack of banknotes from another inner pocket. There were ten bills in total, 1000 yuan.There is still 300 yuan in the shirt pocket, which Shangchu just gave him for this week's living expenses.

He licked his fingers, counted thirteen hundred-yuan bills back and forth several times, then lay down under the bed, took out a small iron box from it and opened it. There was already some money in the iron box. He went there every day these days. Walking on Chongping Road, there were a lot of people coming, Shang Lijun rolled up thirteen banknotes and put them in, covered the iron box and stuffed them back under the bed.

After finishing this, he boiled a pot of water, poured some soy sauce and vinegar into it, and ate two mouthfuls with the steamed buns. After the third mouthful, he couldn't eat anymore.

At this moment, a text message happened to enter the old-fashioned mobile phone——

"Brother Jun, did you get the money? If you get the money, I won't say a word, just buy a ticket and get out."

Shang Lijun picked up the phone, squinted his eyes and wrote on the screen, using handwriting input.

"Soon."

A few minutes later, Tian Wang sent him a message——

"I heard that the capital will send a police officer to inspect the work next week. Your son just happens to be here, isn't it? I'll give you a stab at 110 at that time. Do you think your son will be a good man in the bureau in the future?"

Shang Lijun's lips were trembling uncontrollably, and the steamed bun fell into the bowl of soup with a "slap", and the water splashed into his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe it, revealing a pair of fierce eyes.

He was going to die soon, he couldn't implicate Shang Chu.

Shang Lijun fished out the piece of steamed bun soaked in juice from the bowl, and there was only one thought in his mind.

He is going to die, he can't harm his son, he can't harm him...

"You made me sleep bad all weekend."

Going to work on Monday, Shang Chu complained with two dark circles under his eyes.

After saving the old lady's cat for the second time, Xu Long used Shang Chu as a draft animal and let him go out for everything. He took him to a lecture on construction engineering on Sunday morning, and let him go to the hospital again in the afternoon. Xinyang University of Science and Technology listened to some geology forum, and had to write to him about his learning experience when he came back.

What can be learned by just listening to the three-hour class, Shang Chu spent another night studying on the Internet, learned a few things with great difficulty, and wrote something to hand in, Xu Long glanced at it with his feet up, and said What the hell, shit doesn't make sense.

Shang Chu lay on the table trying to catch up on sleep, Xu Long took a few books and hit him on the back of the head: "Read the book, hurry up, read two chapters in the morning, and write down your thoughts!"

"Fuck! It hurts!"

Shang Chu took a deep breath, looked up and took a look at the books, "Common Knowledge of Fire Protection in High-Rise Buildings" and "Introduction to Urban Road Planning".

"You kid, don't try to be lazy," Xu Long pointed at him, "I'll come over to inspect and tell you anytime!"

Shang Chu knew that Xu Long was doing it for his own good, so he waved his hand and said, "I know."

Nothing happened on Monday and Tuesday, so he just stayed at his desk and read; on Wednesday, he went to the University of Science and Technology to listen to two lectures, and was accosted by two girls and a boy along the way; on Thursday, Xu Long sent him to the traffic management to watch Surveillance, let him record several violations of a certain intersection in a day on the screen; on Friday morning, he was locked in a small dark room and memorized the map, and he was not released until every street and every place in Xinyang was marked. have lunch.

Shang Chu didn’t come out until after two o’clock in the afternoon. He was dizzy with hunger. Fortunately, Zhang Bing knew that he had been eating irregularly these days, so he brought him a packed lunch from the cafeteria so that he could fill his stomach.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the city hospital called to confirm whether he had registered with Director Zhang of the Hepatobiliary Department tomorrow morning. Shang Chu said yes, and asked him to choose a time to go there. Shang Chu thought about it and said that it would be 09 :30.

After hanging up the phone, he transferred another three thousand to the hospital's account, and looked at the remaining money in his hand, there was not much left.

He went to the open space outside for a while, and smoked another cigarette.

What next?Continue to borrow money from Song Yao?

Where can Song Yao come up with so much money? It's not...his.

Shangchu's eye sockets swelled, and he immediately raised his hand to pinch the center of his brows, lit another cigarette, put it in his mouth, and took a sharp puff.

Forget it, you can't think so much, the more you think about it, the more uncomfortable you will be.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated suddenly, Shang Chu took it out to check, he added the doctor's WeChat before, and sent him an electronic medical record.

He couldn't understand the images and technical terms above, so he clicked on it casually and glanced at it, and saw a row of numbers in the upper left corner, and his eyes suddenly paused.

In the patient information column, the name is Shang Lijun, and the date of birth is 1970-07-08.

Shang Chu didn't know that July [-]th was his birthday, so he pursed his lips, thinking that today is July [-]th.

Isn't that tomorrow?

He was stunned, it doesn't matter if he doesn't know about this kind of thing, once he knows, it's like a small stone hanging in his heart, he just pretends not to see it, it always feels a little uncomfortable.

Shang Chu squatted on the ground, opened a takeaway software, looked for a few cake shops, and found that the cheapest custom-made birthday cake was 200 yuan, too expensive, unnecessary, forget it.

He touched the tip of his nose, and edited a text message to the number that started with 158 and ended with 2534:

【What is your birthday wish. 】

After typing a line, he looked at it and felt a little awkward, as if he cared about him very much, so he deleted the word "birthday". .

[Is there anything you want? 】

After clicking the send button, the small stone finally landed. Shang Chu stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket, and said in his heart that he would reply if he liked, but he was asking anyway.

After smoking two cigarettes and going back, Xu Long stood waiting at the gate, raised his chin: "I told you to memorize the map, have you memorized it? Where can I hide to be lazy?"

"Where did you go?" Chen Feng waited at the boarding gate for a while, and Bai Aize hurried over with his bag.

They flew to Xinyang at [-]:[-], before leaving, Bai Aize said to go shopping and meet him at the airport.

"Go to the Chief Police Officer." Bai Aize said.

"Why go back to school?" Chen Feng asked, "Did you drop something?"

"No," Bai Aize smiled, "Go shopping."

Chen Feng saw the bag he was holding in his hand, and looked into the mouth of the bag, it actually contained several wheel cakes.

"Unexpectedly, Ai Ze," Chen Feng teased, "You still like to eat this? You can find it everywhere. As for going to the police chief to buy it?"

"It's not the same," Bai Aize tightened the pocket and said calmly, "This one especially likes it."

"Eat on the plane?" Chen Feng asked.

"No, take it to Xinyang." Bai Aize said.

Chen Feng said: "Is it still edible? It's already collapsed!"

Bai Aize smiled and said nothing.

When they got on the plane, the flight attendants reminded them one by one to put on their seat belts, put away the small table, and turn off their mobile phones or switch them to flight mode.

Before turning off the phone, Bai Aize glanced at the time, it was one fifty in the afternoon.

"About 04:30." Chen Feng said.

Bai Aize pressed the power button for a long time, and after a long "ding", the phone screen fell into darkness.

At 28:[-] p.m., the Xinyang Municipal Bureau received a report. An old man who scavenged waste saw blood spots and fresh blood in an abandoned unfinished building, and heard a quarrel on the roof. , This place is remote, and there is no one on weekdays. I was afraid that there might be ghosts, so I quickly found a place to hide, and called the police along the way.

"It's probably another underworld fight." Xu Long was used to this kind of thing, and ordered a few people to go together, then turned to ask Shang Chu, "Will you follow?"

Shang Chu originally wanted to get off work early at night, go shopping in the street, and planned to buy a thermos cup for Shang Lijun, but this was the first time he went to the police in a serious manner, and it would not be a problem to buy a thermos cup tomorrow, so he nodded Said: "Go."

"Okay," Xu Long threw a police vest for him, "It's usually a small fight, you don't go up, just follow behind, don't show off to me."

"I know." Shang Chu quickly put on his vest, fastened his shoulder straps, and followed the team into the police car.

The old man didn't speak clearly, and it took nearly half an hour to arrive at the scene. It was a six-storey rough house. As soon as he entered, he could see puddles of blood on the stairs. go upstairs.

"It's not like blood from a knife," Xu Long said with a frown, "it's like spit out."

Shang Chu's eyebrows twitched suddenly.

Xu Long didn’t let Shang Chu go upstairs, but let him and another police officer wait outside to meet him, and brought three people up. Shang Chu knew that if he insisted on following, he would only be hindered, and they had to work hard to take care of him. An intern, so he didn't say anything, obeyed the arrangement, and waited by the police car outside the building.

After about two minutes, the intercom of the policeman next to him rang, and Xu Long said on the other end: "Call for an ambulance, hurry up!"

"Received!" The police officer and Shang Chu looked at each other, and Shang Chu immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.

The wind in the suburbs is strong, and only the whistling wind can be heard in their ears. In addition, the buildings are far away and high, and they have no idea what happened above.

"It's okay." Seeing Shang Chu's serious face, the police officer thought he was afraid, and comforted him, "It's a small matter, otherwise Brother Long would definitely ask us to find reinforcements, and we should be able to handle it."

Shang Chu nodded, for some reason, his eyelids twitched violently.

"stop--!"

Just after he finished speaking, there was a roar from Xu Long from above. Shang Chu's eyes froze, and he looked up to the roof of the building. He saw a man lying on the edge of the guardrail, his face was covered in blood, and a knife was stuck in his chest. His mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something.

"Damn it!" the policeman yelled, "It's a fatality! This month's security assessment is going to be over!"

It was the first time for Shang Chu to see a murder case that actually happened in front of him. His fingers couldn't help curling up, his knees were soft.

"Come here first!" Xu Long then shouted, "Put down your weapon! It's still too late!"

"There is another person above," the police officer analyzed the situation to Shangchu, "The one who was stabbed is now a hostage. Look at the position of his knife, his lungs are about to be pierced. Don't look at him still breathing, he may be rescued." not coming back......"

Shangchu's eyelids twitched faster and faster, he took a deep breath, turned his back and said, "Brother, I'll wait in the car."

"Go ahead, it's like this for the first time." The officer patted him on the shoulder, "Drink some water—fuck!"

The sound of the air being torn suddenly came from behind, Shang Chu's back stiffened, and he turned his head slowly.

boom--

Someone fell from the roof.

The man was wearing a white T-shirt with the words "bee monosodium glutamate" on the back. There was only one flip-flop left, and his ankle was swollen like a sourdough bun, which was now bent at a weird angle.

Shang Chu couldn't breathe suddenly, his face became as pale as paper, and he sucked in small mouthfuls of air into his throat, his chest swelled more and more, a ball of cotton soaked in water blocked his throat, He couldn't breathe, and then his body began to tremble slightly——

"Xiao Chu, what's the matter with you?" The police officer sensed that something was wrong with him, and stretched out his hand to check his fingers, which were as cold as ice.

Shang Chu took half a step forward, and Shang Lijun was lying on the ground, just like lying on the bottom of the wall when he fell down that day.

Why is he so useless?

Shang Chu hoped that Shang Lijun could stand up by himself like that day, he bent down slightly, opened his mouth wide and breathed in desperately.

Shang Lijun was like a mass of rotten meat, with his cheeks sideways and his eyes wide open. He seemed to still have a sense of consciousness. He felt that he had hallucinations before he died, and that's why he saw his son in this place. He was wearing police clothes. clothes, really handsome.

It is said that before death, people will repeat the experience of this life in their minds, Shang Lijun opened his fingers vigorously.

He knew he was a beast, he was not human, he had nothing to remember, nothing to leave his son.

There are only a few things that he hasn't told Shang Chu yet.

21 years ago, Tian Wang brought a woman and told them when he was drunk that she was dumb and couldn’t be sold. Their boss said that if they didn’t do anything, they would bury her in the mountains. Heh, last time it was five yuan, I asked who would come first.The mute was squatting in the corner and crying, but Shang Lijun had a thought for some reason, saying that it would be fine to sell it to him, and then the deal was sold for 200 yuan.

Seven years ago, the mute died. Tian Wang came to the rental house to find him, and said that your son is so beautiful, he will be an Omega in the future, and he can pay you a good price. When the time comes, the two of us will make a big fortune, maybe it will be paid. !Shaking with anger, Shang Lijun picked up a kitchen knife and drove him out of the house.

Also seven years ago, when Tian Wang was imprisoned, Shang Lijun was worried that he would confess that he had bought a mute. If he was caught, Shang Chu was still so young, how could he live alone, so he immediately packed his luggage that night and took him with him. Shang Chu left Xinyang.

Yesterday, he received a text message from Shang Chu, asking him what he wanted. In fact, he wanted Shang Chu to call him "Dad" the most. Shang Chu hadn't called him for more than ten years, but he was too embarrassed to say so, so he No reply.

He has such a regret in his life.

Shang Lijun looked at Shang Chu, his lips moved, and his five fingers drooped weakly.

Shang Chu let out a hoarse breath, he trembled violently, and there was a rough rustling sound from his throat.

The sponge became more and more inflated, tightly blocking his entire throat, Shang Chu opened his mouth wide, and inhaled quickly, but he just couldn't breathe out, no matter what!

He suddenly put his hand into his mouth, scratching his throat with his fingers, trying to pull out the sour and wet sponge, stomach acid surged, burning the esophagus, followed by increasingly intense pain, the weight of his whole body seemed to are falling--

"Boom!"

As if someone punched heavily on the temple, a white light flashed in Shang Chu's mind, and two lines of blood flowed down his nostrils.

He finally let out a breath, his chest suddenly contracted, and his body automatically