The Plow

Suddenly, Yue Dingtang thought of someone.

Chen Youhua.

His name was on the death list handed over to Jiang He by Shen Shiqi.

He escaped from Jiang He's pursuit, but in the end he couldn't escape the sudden knife in a dark alley.

But this name never disappeared from their sight.

Yesterday, Ling Shu went to Mingde Bookstore and met Chen Youhua, and then Chen Youhua was killed.

Before that, Shen Qiqi was poisoned to death in Pudong Hotel, and the murderer disappeared without a trace.

It happened to be the right time, because after midnight, it started to rain, from drizzle to pouring rain, from Shanghai to Hangzhou, it didn't stop for half a day, so Ling Shu fell ill from the rain.

Therefore, when Yue Dingtang heard the policeman complaining that it was raining and it was difficult to trace the criminal evidence, he immediately connected the two matters.

Although the time coincides, it is not enough to prove that Chen Youhua is the murderer.

Yue Dingtang needs to find more evidence.

"Mr. Yue, who do you want me to find?"

The other party looked at him strangely, still waiting for his answer.

Yue Dingtang realized that he couldn't let the police station find someone.

Because Chen Youhua's name may not be real, the identity of the newspaper staff may also be a cover-up.

How could an ordinary person be worthy of being assassinated by Shen Qiqi's solemn and serious entrustment?

Compared with Bai Dao's power, it might be more effective to find Jiang He.

But Yue Dingtang has no friendship with Jiang He.

The one who has friendship is Lingshu.

Thinking of this, Yue Dingtang couldn't help sighing.

He didn't want Ling Shu to have more contact with Jiang He, but he didn't expect to go around and find someone through Ling Shu.

"No need."

He said to the other party and walked away quickly.

……

Ling Shu originally wanted to find He Youan.

But he didn't have time.

Because visiting people came one after another.

First is Cheng Si.

This is an old acquaintance, easy to dismiss, Ling Shu greeted him a few words, and drove him away.

And then there's Yaki, the dancing girl.

She has a deep affection for Ling Shu. Since entering the city bureau, two cases in succession have diverted Ling Shu's attention and interest. He hasn't visited Fei Leng Cui for a long time, but Ya Qi heard from somewhere that he was sick Hospitalized, and came to visit with both hands full of snacks.

The most difficult thing to bear is the beauty's kindness, Ling Shu couldn't bear to yell at her to drive her away, and couldn't give her what she wanted, so he had to let her express her heart with tears in her eyes, and finally reluctantly left.

But this is not the last guest.

As soon as Yaqi left, her back feet were shaken by the fragrant wind, and another beauty pushed the door in.

Seeing this beauty, Ling Shu would rather chat with Yaqi for a few more minutes.

"You don't seem to want to see me."

When a beauty blinks, it is also a unique style.

She came in with a small sachet and a small dress.

That demeanor and gait are completely different from Yaqi's.

Nowadays people call this western style.

Ling Shu was wrapped in the quilt, with only his head sticking out.

"Where will it be? Seeing Miss Zhen coming, I thought the room was covered with golden light. It's just that I'm sick and have no energy, so I won't get up to entertain. Please help yourself. There are apples on the table, which have been washed."

He was just being polite at first, but Zhen Congyun actually reached out to take it, so he hurriedly added another sentence.

"Remember to save two for me. The doctor said that I have to eat more than two apples a day."

Zhen Congyun glanced at him.

There are only three apples in the basket, one of which is very small, like the son of the other two.

"Two apples a day, which Mongolian doctor said that they are particular about it, call me over and let me have a look?"

Ling Shu laughed aloud: "This doctor has different backgrounds, so naturally he is a little particular. Different people have different opinions."

Zhen Congyun smiled but said, "Last time I asked you to dance the first dance and pushed you to the forefront. Do you still hate me?"

The word "Ni" prolongs the tone, and it is soft, like the glutinous rice cakes in summer. When you eat it, it turns into ice-sweet.

Too bad it's winter now.

Ling Shu: "What's the matter, it's my honor that Ms. Zhen would appreciate it."

Zhen Congyun: "Then why did you leave early? I also want to introduce you to some celebrities who are in front of President Wang!"

Ling Shu: "I happened to see an old acquaintance, chatted with him a few more words, then left first, I forgot to say hello to you, I will make it up this time, sorry, sorry!"

Zhen Congyun: "What kind of old acquaintance, you can forget about me, it seems that I am not pretty enough, otherwise how can you imagine anything else?"

The provocative words followed one after another, Zhen Congyun was more open than Yaqi.

If it is Yaqi, Lingshu can still come and go without falling behind.

But facing Zhen Congyun, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After all, the lessons learned from the past are vivid. This Miss Zhen's family is different from ordinary daughters who are easy to fool. On the contrary, people will accidentally fall into the pit she dug.

Seeing that his reaction was flat, Zhen Congyun smiled, as if guessing his thoughts.

"Are you scared by me? Don't worry, I heard that you are sick today, so I came to visit you specially."

Zhen Congyun took out a suede jewelry box from his pocket and put it on the bedside cabinet.

"Be careful, don't give up."

I have seen people who send flowers and food when visiting patients, but I have never seen people who send jewelry boxes.

Ling Shu said: "Miss Zhen's gift must be very expensive, I dare not accept it, you should take it back, I am already very happy to be able to come today."

Zhen Congyun suddenly lowered his face, the weather in June can change as soon as it is said.

"I never take back the gifts I send. If you don't like it, just throw it away after I leave. You don't need to tell me. Also, I met you before because I thought you were very interesting, unlike those people who are hindered by my identity. , fearful and fearful at every turn, but how do you see that you have been ill today and have become restrained and not fun?"

When the corners of her mouth drooped, she had a different coldness than usual.

Ling Shu met Zhen Congyun's father, and took a look at it from a distance. He thought Zhen Congyun was like his mother, but now, he looks like his father.

But he didn't take it seriously, still laughing as usual.

"You also know that I'm sick, how can I have fun when I'm sick, why don't I go and have fun with you after I'm cured?"

Zhen Congyun suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, bending like a new moon, shining brightly.

"Good, good, but I came to see you today, and I came here to tell you a special news. I regard you as a good friend, so I will only be the first to tell you this news."

Ling Shu thumped, and hurriedly said: "Don't! Parents and relatives, please inform Gao Tang of the news first!"

But Zhen Congyun didn't care what he said at all, and just kept talking.

"I fell in love with a married man and wanted to elope with him, but I can't do anything for the time being. My family is urging me to get married. I can only try my best to delay it. After today, I'm afraid I will be very busy. It's nothing. Time to see you!"

Ling Shu: ...

"I'm tired and I don't hear anything."

Ling Shu closed his eyes and lay down, covered the quilt, as if he had fallen asleep peacefully.

Zhen Congyun didn't take it seriously either, just waved his hands and made a gesture of goodbye, and left with his bag.

"Then you have a good rest!"

As soon as the door was opened, the flashing lights outside flickered on frequently.

There were quite a few reporters waiting outside, poking their heads and trying to pass the camera in.

"Miss Zhen! Tell me a few words, why did you suddenly come to this hospital to visit a patient today!"

"Yes, Miss Zhen, your wedding is approaching, how are your wedding preparations going?"

"Miss Zhen, can I interview..."

Ling Shu heard Zhen Congyun standing at the door, talking to the reporters.

"I don't like this marriage. It's the order of the parents. How can the order of the parents be popular these days? The person I like is hospitalized, so naturally I want to see him!"

Ling Shu: ...

Naturally, he can't rush out now, otherwise Zhen Congyun will develop the lie into a well-known love affair no matter what.

He couldn't tell the reporter directly that Zhen Congyun liked someone else, because he didn't even know that person's name, so it was meaningless to say these words.

Ling Shu just never expected that this woman would be so crazy, he had already asked a reporter to lie in ambush outside, one second he told him that he liked married men, and the next second he was talking nonsense to the reporter.

As expected, the reporters became agitated and asked about Ling Shu's identity one after another.

In fact, there is no need to ask, just go to the nurse and ask, and Lingshu's name will surface.

At that time, people will know that Miss Zhen's favorite person who came to the hospital to visit in person is the little boy she insisted on inviting to dance the first dance last time.

After the birthday party, Zhen Congyun had no contact with Ling Shu, and outsiders' attention gradually decreased. Now that Zhen Congyun does something like this again, it will only attract the attention of others again.

Once the report was published, no one would believe that Ling Shu and Zhen Congyun were not even familiar with each other.

Zhen Congyun left two specious words and drifted away.

A few journalists who were left behind wanted to rush in to find Ling Shu, but fortunately the nurse arrived in time and drove them away.

Ling Shu was stirred into a cold sweat.

What exactly does Zhen Congyun want to do?

Came to see him out of nowhere, and said something out of nowhere?

If she just wanted to use Ling Shu as a smoke bomb, she has undoubtedly succeeded now.

Tomorrow, newspapers, large and small, will surely publish the news that Miss Zhen does not like the marriage arranged at home, and that her lover has someone else. It will spread all over the streets and alleys. Everyone will also be curious about who Ling Shu, Miss Zhen's favorite, is.

Ling Shu regretted it a little now.

If he had known that this woman was such a troublesome person, when Yue Dingtang asked him to deal with Miss Zhen, he should have found an excuse to push her away.

Without contact, there will be no beginning, and there will be no subsequent series of troubles.

No wonder Yue Dingtang is not interested in marrying Miss Zhen at all. Who can be happy with such a woman?

But it's not necessarily true, there are always some men who don't care about life and death, and the more difficult they are to conquer women, the more they have the desire to conquer.

While thinking wildly, he casually glanced at the bedside table.

There was a jewelry box there.

A gift from Zhen Congyun.

Ling Shu slowly reached over and held the box in his hands.

Wanted to open it, but hesitated.

He always feels that what he holds in his hand is Pandora's box, and if he is not careful, he will release demons and ghosts.

After all, what Zhen Congyun brought could not make people careless.

Hold the lid of the box with your fingers and slowly turn it up.

Just opened a crack, the door of the ward was pushed open!

Ling Shu was startled and almost threw the box on the ground.

It wasn't Zhen Congyun who came in.

Nor was it Yue Dingtang.

But rivers.

What a hell of a day.

The uninvited guests are more unexpected than the last.