Dangerous Contract

Su Lang raised his hand to touch the mole on Tan Zhen's left eye.

Deep in his memory, there was also a person who had the same mole in the same place.

It would warm his heart to think of that person, but as time went by, he couldn't remember that person's appearance no matter what.

Now, in City A, as long as Su Lang wants, no one is willing to wag his tail and become a "friend" with him.But that kind of sincere, desperate desire to cut apart everything and share it with the other party has never happened again.

Tan Zhen pulled Su Lang's hand away with a smile, and said, "Young Master Su, your alcohol tolerance is not very good."

Su Lang withdrew his hand and turned over, "cut" his mouth: "Half of my whole body is made of alcohol, but I'm not used to drinking that kind of rough wine, what do you know?"

Tan Zhen pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, rubbed his arms and legs that were numb from Su Lang, took out a new toothbrush from the drawer next to the bedside table, and handed it to Su Lang, saying, "Okay, okay, you're fine, you're awesome, your body It's all Lafite from 82. Go wash it, I'll make breakfast."

Su Lang unhurriedly took the toothbrush, and stretched on Tan Zhen's bed to exercise his muscles and bones before getting up unsteadily.

He walked to Tan Zhen's not-so-small bookcase and took a peek at it. Sure enough, there were several books related to civil engineering.

He was lying on the door of the kitchen with his toothbrush in his hands, and only poked his head out to ask the people inside: "Are you really a big A?"

In the kitchen, Tan Zhen, who was skillfully flipping fried eggs in front of the frying pan, paused for a moment, then smiled slightly and shook his head: "No, I spend all day with big men from all walks of life, reading a few books casually, just pretending to be aggressive."

"Heh..." Su Lang shrugged. He felt that no matter how poor the student was, he would not go to the nightclub. With his figure, ability to come to business, and high education, he should only serve high-end customers like him.

When he returned to the kitchen after washing up, Tan Zhen had already prepared a simple breakfast.

Su Lang sat in front of the temporary seat set up in the small kitchen and puffed his cheeks, thinking that his stomach was really strange.

In the past, as long as you ate something greasy, you would definitely feel uncomfortable in your stomach. With this Tan Zhen, there was no reaction to the sugar cake, and there was no reaction to the night market stall. Now I saw the shiny poached eggs and toast. Not only did he not respond, but he also had the urge to grab it and eat it.

But as a rich man, the image of eating is still necessary.

Su Lang slowly tasted the egg with a slice of bread. Tan Zhen came back with wet hair after washing, squeezed the bread and stuffed it into his mouth. He even opened a carton of milk and poured it into his mouth .

"Hey..." Su Lang suddenly felt that the way Tan Zhen ate like this was very manly, and he felt a little ashamed for no reason.

The two went out together, the moment the door was closed, Su Lang glanced at Tan Zhen's residence again, wondering if he would come again in the future, he didn't understand why he was reluctant to part with him.

Tan Zhen got into the car with Su Lang, fastened his seat belt consciously, and looked at Su Lang eagerly.

Su Lang asked, "You want to go back with me?"

Tan Zhen smiled and shook his head: "You forgot, you promised me last night?"

Su Lang frowned in confusion, and it took him a while to realize: "Oh, what about the underground garage? I'll ask two security guards to take a look for you later."

Tan Zhen patted Su Lang's arm eagerly, and said, "Don't, I have every reason to suspect that my little brother was knocked out by the security guards, think about it, could it be someone from the outside who knew there was a secret passage there? "

Su Lang had no choice but to look at the time. Recently, he was struggling with his half-brother, Su Shaomao, whom his uncle said was not as blessed as him. What's the matter if he didn't go to the company so early in the morning.

But looking at Tan Zhen's nervous and anxious expression, he even used his pout to show off his cuteness, but he was embarrassed to refuse directly, thinking that it was just a matter of passing by anyway, and he had to park the car in the garage anyway, so he turned around and sighed He took a deep breath: "Okay, let's go and have a look."

The car drove into the underground garage, and the security guard paid attention. Everything was the same as before.

Tan Zhen lowered his head, trying to avoid being photographed by surveillance cameras, entered the garage, and directed Su Lang to drive the car towards the northeast corner.

After getting out of the car, Tan Zhen first observed the placement of the cameras.

When he saw that among the few visible cameras, none of them were facing the three gasoline cans falling from the corner, his heart felt cold for a moment.

It's really suspicious.

Su Lang approached the three petrol barrels and motioned Tan Zhen to move them by himself.

Tan Zhen was not afraid of getting dirty, so he immediately raised his hand.

Although the barrels were empty, each one weighed nearly [-] kilograms. Besides, Tan Zhen usually didn't do any other fitness activities except bed exercises, so when he carried the third one, he was already out of breath.

"Hey!" Su Lang tilted his head and sighed, pushed Tan Zhen away, and offered to help move the third bucket aside.

Tan Zhen said "thank you" and hurriedly looked for the small door that Yu Xing had mentioned. Sure enough, the moment the bucket was moved away, a secret door the size of a washbasin that only allowed one person to enter and exit appeared in front of him.

"You told me this is a transportation passage?" Su Lang squatted beside Tan Zhen, looking at the small round door with suspicion.

Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind, and Tan Zhen caught sight of a black figure out of the corner of his eye, quickly pushed Su Lang away, and fell to the ground with a "boom".

"Who!" Su Lang was also pushed down by Tan Zhen, and quickly got up and yelled.

It was only then that the visitor saw clearly that it was none other than the famous young master of the Su Clan who was sneaking around here early in the morning to carry the gasoline cans!

"Su...President Su?" The little security guard trembled immediately with his baton, and took half a step back, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I saw someone here, so I thought it was a thief."

"Hey!" Su Lang and Tan Zhen supported each other to stand up, pointed to the little security guard's nose and pointed to the hidden door next to them, and asked, "What's down there?"

The little security guard stretched his neck and took a look, scratched his head in doubt, followed by his big cap shaking up and down, and said, "I don't know, I'm new here."

"Go and call your captain!" Su Lang originally wanted to fool Tan Zhen, but he didn't take this matter seriously, but now that the bucket has been moved and the person has fallen, he simply asked once.

The little security guard ran away with his baton in his arms, and only Tan Zhen and Su Lang were left in the empty underground garage.

"It's locked?" Tan Zhen fiddled with the chain next to the round door with his foot, and said, "It seems to be newly added. Look, the traces of electric welding are still very new."

Su Lang knelt down to check together. The lights in the parking lot were not bright enough. He even turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone: "It is indeed new. The lock next to it was violently destroyed before."

Just two or three minutes later, the little security guard ran over panting and pulled a middle-aged man in his 3s.

When the middle-aged man saw Su Lang, he immediately took off his hat, nodded and said hello: "President Su, what's your order?"

Su Lang recognized that this was Lao Zhang, the security captain in charge of the underground garage, and nodded slightly.

"What is this door for?" Before Su Lang could speak, Tan Zhen asked first.

At this moment, no one noticed that in the place where surveillance was originally a blind spot, suddenly a camera turned slightly and pointed the lens at the people next to the secret door of the tunnel.

"This..." Two security guards, one big and one small, started scratching their heads at the same time. After a while, Lao Zhang said, "Boss Su, I don't know about this, I have never opened it before."

"Never?" Su Lang didn't believe it at all, and turned the lock on the door with his foot.

"Never, we always thought it was a sewer or something," Lao Zhang continued to scratch his head, and his rough nails had scratched a few red marks around his ears.

"Then open him." Su Lang ordered, pulling Tan Zhen aside.

The security guard squatted on the ground and looked at it for a while, nervously sweating from the forehead, and the little security guard chirped beside him: "Master, this lock has a double password, can you open it?"

"I...I, of course I won't open it," the old security guard wiped his face and looked up at Su Lang, "Master, we can't open this lock!"

"Can't drive?" Su Lang clasped his arms around his chest, and the leather shoes rubbed against the ground making harsh noises. He could see that the security guards were deliberately delaying the time, and what he hated the most were people who were perfunctory on the surface and secretly unwilling to listen to his arrangements. , and said bitterly, "If you don't know how to open it, smash it!"