elopement

The home was still empty and quiet as before. At that time, Yan Luohan bought a small apartment with two bedrooms and one living room for Yan Luan near the middle school in order to facilitate Yan Luan's middle school. After Yan Luan went to Liangxi, no one lived there.

Fortunately, the property in the community is high-end and thoughtful, and there are cleaning staff who come to clean the house every month, so Yan Lun's house now looks like no one lives in it, not to the extent of being dirty and messy.

After plugging in his phone, Yan Ran went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. He didn't turn on the light, and the sky gradually brightened, but the weather was bad, and the gloomy cold blue overflowed from the window, just like his mood at the moment.

The mobile phone that was charging in the living room just turned on automatically, and then "buzzed" and vibrated non-stop, as if taking a stimulant.

Yan Ran first went to the bedroom to change into a thicker set of clothes. He walked back to the living room, and the phone had already moved to the edge of the table due to the vibration. pick up.

The students from Shengyu, the friends who came to him to ask about the situation after reading the news, and the business and public relations sisters and brothers from MY...

Yan Lun skimmed through the messages one by one, and went directly to see Chu Shiyu's. Chu Shiyu's dialog box was put on top by Yan Lun, and he only made a few calls after Yan Lun hung up the phone; , there is only a simple sentence: take care of yourself and be safe.

I don't know why such an ordinary exhortation made Yan Luan feel really relieved, like dark clouds over his head, and Chu Shiyu was a beam of sunshine that passed through the heavy clouds and reached his eyes.

Yan Luan has only one thing to do at this time, and that is to find out what happened to Yan Luohan and what kind of punishment he will be punished; but almost everyone thinks that he is in trouble now because of the negative news, but what is Yan Luan's fundamental problem? not give a damn about.

When the phone was fully charged again, Yan Lun took the phone and went out again. He bought some buns and soy milk at a breakfast shop not far away, and took a taxi to the residence of Yan Luohan's old friend.

That uncle, surnamed Ding, was Yan Luohan's former subordinate. Several years ago, after getting married, he took care of his wife and children and did some small business with peace of mind. But in the ancient tower, there was almost nothing he didn't know, let alone This matter is about Yan Luohan.

Uncle Ding did not keep silent to Yan Luan like that uncle did. He served Yan Luan a cup of tea, and asked his wife to cook a bowl of dumplings for Yan Lun. Now, come and eat the dumplings, you eat yours, I say mine."

Yan Luan was quite hungry, and the two hard buns only made him feel greasy and nauseated. At this time, he didn't refuse much, nodded, and ate the dumplings sullenly.

"Your father didn't commit crimes himself this time. He has committed many crimes over the years, but none of them can be so ruthless; the casino business has been good in the past two years, and he has done a lot of charity. It's about to be cleared."

Speaking of this, Uncle Ding sighed with emotion: "Hey, he is on the wrong team. When people need him, they protect him, and when they don't need him, he has to be pushed out to take the blame."

Uncle Ding's complexion was not very good, Yan Luan swallowed a dumpling and raised his head: "What team?"

"You kid doesn't understand the affairs of the officialdom; we can't get it this time. Several of our old friends have discussed it for an unknown number of rounds. When the police come to you, you have to say that you didn't spend your father's money. There is no money spent, so if you can get less sentence, you will get less sentence."

Yan Luan wiped his mouth with a tissue and focused his eyes: "How much does he have to be sentenced now?"

"This... Who is right? After 20 years, it is possible to go up to 30 or 40. It is impossible to say indefinitely. Let's think about the best and be thankful if we don't get shot."

Uncle Ding said helplessly and sadly, Yan Ran stared straight at him with red bloodshot eyes that couldn't be concealed after a night of running around, which made people feel distressed.

"Eat more, if you don't have enough." Uncle Ding patted the back of Yan Luan's hand and asked his wife to order another plate of dumplings.

"Everyone that should go in has gone in, how do you fish it? The gods above are fighting, we little shrimps are the ones who suffer, but don't worry about your father, he's tough, maybe he'll be a prison boss soon."

On the way to the police station, Yan Ran was full of Uncle Ding's words in his head, ridiculing and mocking fate in his deep despair, and before Yan Ran arrived at the police station, he received a call from the Guta City Public Security Bureau.

"I'm almost there." Before the police could explain his purpose, Yan Luan had already stood at the gate of the city police station.

"You're quite famous now?" A policeman smiled and looked at Yan Lun who was sitting on the other side of the table, Yan Lun pursed his lips and remained silent.

Seeing that Yan Luan didn't answer, the police stopped asking these gossips and went straight to the point.

"How does your father, Yan Luohan, usually give you living expenses?" the policeman asked.

Yan Luohan usually gives Yan Lun money in cash, including the banknotes in the schoolbag that Yan Luan brought from the ancient pagoda to Liangxi.

These are the cash lost by those small-stakes gamblers. He hoarded the money and used it for Yan's misuse; just in case something happened, at least his son would not be involved.

Yan Luan raised his eyes: "Send money."

"We checked the various online accounts of you and your dad, and found that you two have not many transfer records?" the policeman asked suspiciously. It's not that there are not many, but there are none at all.

The online records of the money that Yan Luohan spent on Yan’s chaos are only the tuition fees that he paid to Yan’s chaos. No matter how the money was put together, it could not exceed 3 yuan.

"No." Yan Ran's eyes were innocent and weary: "He really didn't give me much money."

"Tell the truth!" The one next to him had been silent all the time, watching the sturdy and cold-faced policeman suddenly speak, with threats and intimidation in his tone.

Yan Luan glanced at him and ignored him.

"Let me tell you the truth, when we find out you will be considered a crime of cover-up." The policeman opposite had a warning in his eyes.

"I'm telling the truth, you don't believe me, there's nothing you can do." Yan Luan was as calm as a frozen lake.

"You rented a house in Liangxi with a monthly rent of 6000. You rented it for a year, and you paid the landlord 30 at one time, including the water and electricity of the property; while the tuition fee for your training institution in Liangxi was [-]; A dog worth [-] yuan; plus the tuition and accommodation fees of the international school, there is no [-] yuan that you can’t afford? Where did you get that money from?”

The police had obviously done their homework and asked aggressively.

"I borrowed it." Yan Luan said easily: "The teacher of the educational institution, I met him last December, and I went to train with him in April. He didn't have any money, so he lent me first."

"Lie!" The policeman next to him said again: "Did someone teach you to lie like this? Let me tell you now, it won't do your father any good if you say that. He has so many yin and yang accounts that he can't find a place to go. You It's a little bit for him; if you don't bear it, it will be more difficult for your dad to pick it off!"

Yan Ran glanced at the policeman again, and he blinked tiredly: "Is that so?"

The policeman on the opposite side nodded immediately: "Yes, so did you spend his money and how much?"

Yan Luan took a deep breath, and lowered his eyes: "Uncle policeman, I earned 80 yuan as a spokesperson for a shopping mall before, and now I still have a lot left, or is that money my dad gave me? Shall I help my dad share it?

If you don't tell it, no one will know, right? "

Yan Luan asked purely and sincerely, but the coldness in his eyes made him look less innocent and deceitful than on the surface.

The two police officers looked at each other, and one of them couldn't help laughing: "The mouth is tight."

Yan Luan didn't speak any more, waiting for the next question from the police.

The whole morning passed before he knew it, and Yan Luan hadn't slept all day and all night. At this time, his brain was a little confused, and the police obviously wanted to keep him alive until he couldn't stand it anymore before he said everything he needed to say.

Until the pointer on the wall pointed to eleven, Yan Ran was asked the same question many times, and finally said hoarsely: "Uncle Policeman."

The eyebrows of the two policemen finally had some joy, but Yan Luan sighed and said, "You may not be able to see it, but as of today, I am still a minor."

The policemen were both taken aback. Firstly, they didn’t understand what Yan was doing nonsense about it;

"I don't understand the law, but I don't think you can abuse minors like this. I haven't slept all day and night. If you continue to torture me like this, I will have to find a minor protection agency when I go out." Zhong: "You can look at my profile to see if there are three days before I come of age."

Two police officers:  …

Finally, at twelve noon, the police released Yan Luan, but he was not allowed to leave the ancient pagoda, and they wanted to talk to him at any time.

The weather was gloomy in the morning, but for some reason, the sun came out at noon. Yan Lun walked out of the police station in a daze, his eyes were blinded by the sun, and he wanted to sleep on the road on the road.

"Yan Luan." The familiar clear voice was mixed with soft hoarseness, like spring rain and winter sun.

Yan Luan opened his eyes and stood there with a pale face, watching Chu Shiyu walking towards him quickly.

Chu Shiyu was full of travel and dust, he walked up to Yan Luan, his eyes were distressed and uncomfortable: "Have you not slept all night? Let's go back to rest first."

Chu Shiyu took Yan Luan's hand and led him towards the car parked on the side of the road.

Yan Lan was led obediently, and didn't ask why Chu Shiyu came, and couldn't muster up the strength to express his surprise at his sudden arrival. He just wanted to fall into Chu Shiyu's arms and close his eyes to sleep. Be safe and warm.

It seems that there is a tacit tacit understanding between the two of them naturally, there is no need to say anything, each other's roots are born in each other's heart, and everything is well known.

"I never thought you would come." Yan Luan said while sitting in the co-pilot with his eyes closed; Chu Shiyu drove steadily towards the address Yan Luan gave him.

"I will come, didn't I say I would protect you." Chu Shiyu said softly, he glanced at Yan Ran, his tone was gentle but his eyes were firm and decisive: "Sleep, I will call you when we arrive."