After getting rich through books, I step on and renovate Luochang

[Shao Chenfeng held Que Ning's face as if he was holding a precious treasure. His fingers were covered with thin calluses from the paintbrush for many years, leaving a rough and tingling touch with a faint taste of paint.

Cinnabar indigo pure white, light yellow.

Que Ning didn't resist, and let him touch her. Those eyes that once contained a lively smile were silently looking at the paranoid man in front of him. And hidden in the depths of this death-like silence was Some kind of attachment that even he himself hadn't noticed.

The thin silk-like quilt barely covers the large area of ​​cold white skin between the waist and legs, which is exposed. After being coated with an ambiguous color by the dim yellow light, the dark red birthmark on the waist ends in an intriguing gully.In the portraits on the three walls, countless teenagers with the same appearance and body are staring lazily at Que Ning in the center of the room, with a variety of amorous expressions in their eyebrows and eyes.

"You are really beautiful." Shao Chenfeng picked up the paintbrush under the watchful eyes of the teenagers who were born in his paintings. With a steady hand, he carefully placed a light black mole of tears under Que Ning's eyes.

This is the salvation of his muse and his artistic life.

Que Ning blinked her eyelashes tremblingly like a broken butterfly, all vigilance and vigilance had been exhausted in the captivity that didn't know when would be the end.

Shao Chenfeng lowered his head and kissed those slightly pale lips, which were as soft as usual.

Que Ning remained indifferent, like a puppet that had lost its soul—he had truly become a work of art created by Shao Chenfeng himself. 】

Seeing this, Wei Hongzhi couldn't help it. He cursed and threw aside the "pornographic literature" confiscated from his sister.

He was so full that he suddenly wanted to read the content. Now he just wants to rush into the book and stuff the heads of these male protagonists who can only think with two balls and one stick in the lower body into the toilet, especially this Shao Chenfeng, He was so angry that he wanted to stab him to death with a knife.

The protagonist is a fresh graduate who is ruined step by step by four non-things. Even though he knows that this is a sensory book that cannot pay attention to three views and logic, Wei Hongzhi still hates everything he has suffered. He can empathize with him, watching him being dragged into an abyss where the sun never shines, and every time he is brought into the situation, Wei Hongzhi feels so distressed that he wants to curse.

Wei Hongzhi took a deep breath and stopped torturing himself. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had such a strong empathy. He was obviously not a person with overflowing emotions, but he felt the same for the protagonist in a little porn book, just like a bird Ning is the real person beside him.

It's ridiculous.

Wei Hongzhi yawned. He didn't bite the bullet and read the last twenty pages of the book. In the end, no matter whether Que Ning was rescued or not, his personality had been destroyed by accidents and those self-righteous people. Acts of love destroy.

He turned off the light and lay down, about to go to sleep, when the mobile phone that was charging on the table suddenly rang.

Nope.Wei Hongzhi wailed in his heart. He glanced at the wall clock on the wall. At [-]:[-] in the morning, he picked up the phone, and the note on the caller ID was as he expected.

There's nothing more tragic than being called to work overtime in the middle of the night, and if there is, it's overtime that lasts all night.

It was already five o'clock in the morning when Wei Hongzhi finished dealing with emergencies and dragged his tired body back. He was sitting in the back of the taxi, leaning tiredly on the back of the chair, looking out the window at the city immersed in the darkest moment. .

The street lights are warm, and most of the skyscrapers are integrated into the dark night. As far as the eye can see, only the windows of the inpatient building of the People's Hospital are still lit. When the taxi passed by the gate of the hospital, Wei Hongzhi suddenly caught a glimpse of someone. There was a chaotic figure reflected in a lit window on the first floor, and it seemed that many medical staff were busy with something.

Wei Hongzhi couldn't help but straightened up and turned his head to look, but soon, as the taxi drove, the window entered the blind spot of sight, and he couldn't see it anymore.

Wei Hongzhi had no choice but to relax and lean back again, the gradually flickering lights shone on his face, bright and dark, even he himself never noticed the inexplicable loneliness in his expression.

Tiredness surged up, Wei Hongzhi closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep amid the slight bumps of the vehicle.

The moment he opened his eyes, Wei Hongzhi couldn't figure out which one was his dream for a long time.

The bumps of the vehicle caused slight shaking, but the seat was far more comfortable than that of a taxi, and the driver in the driver's seat became another person, and the afternoon sky outside the window was brightening, illuminating the scene of an unfamiliar city.

Did he go home alone after working overtime in the early morning, or did he wake up after taking a nap on the way to find Quining?

Wei Hongzhi took out his phone, he opened WeChat, the chat box on the top belonged to Que Ning, the message sent yesterday in the chat history has not been responded to yet, Wei Hongzhi heaved a sigh of relief, he closed his eyes, pressed the phone to his chest, A lot of peace of mind.

That dream frightened him from the bottom of his heart. He was afraid that Quining was just a character in the book from the beginning to the end, but once he came here, nothing changed in the end. He was also afraid that he would return to his original life, no? Because the wealth and power would be gone—it wasn't supposed to belong to him in the first place, but he was afraid...to be alone again.

Meng Changdong said 10 minutes ago that he would be located in Dongcheng District. Wei Hongzhi rubbed his forehead and called him.

"I'm back, where are you now, I'll go find you."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Hongzhi reported the specific address to the driver, closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair again. After this sleep, he felt a lot more comfortable, thanks to the good foundation of his body.

He began to try his best to recall the relevant descriptions in the original book, because this plot really disgusted him. When he read it, he glanced at ten lines at a glance, and probably missed a lot of important information. If possible, Wei Hongzhi would really like to be here In the dream just now, I read the book carefully again.

In the original book, Que Ning was knocked out on the street, and when he woke up, he was in the cage that Shao Chenfeng carefully prepared for him. Besides the Stockholm plot, the original book also wrote that Shao Chenfeng went to buy things that needed to be used on Que Ning. The plot, what exactly is it written about?

[Shao Chenfeng walked out of the door, and roses were planted in the yard next to him, and the owner of the house was watering the flowers. Seeing him, he straightened up and greeted the painter who had just moved in.

"Good morning." Shao Chenfeng smiled gently. He looked at the roses in full bloom and said, "It's really blooming, can you give me one?"

"Okay." The neighbor was very generous and readily agreed.

So Shao Chenfeng stretched out his hand, carefully avoiding the piercing thorns, and broke off a rose with water droplets dotted on the petals.The bright red petals were crushed and sprinkled on the cold white chest and abdomen. Just thinking about it makes people burst out with inspiration.

Must have been a good fit for his muse. 】

There is an open yard. According to the construction plan of Mengcheng, it should be in a certain villa area. The neighbor’s house planted roses... Wei Hongzhi opened his eyes when the car stopped, and the driver just turned around and said to him: "Wei Hongzhi No, it's already here."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Wei Hongzhi opened the door and got out of the car. The window of the police car next to him was rolled open. With one hand on the top of the window, he asked Meng Changdong inside: "How is it?"

"Still investigating." Meng Changdong placed instruments on the seat next to him, and there was no room for him to come in and sit. "Have you finished other things?"

"It's over, I still have some other clues." Wei Hongzhi told them the target of the villa area. The criminal policeman on the co-pilot held a tablet showing the construction map of Mengcheng and zoomed in on the screen with three fingers. The only villa area occupies the entire screen - this is a high-end residential area that only completed the first phase of development last year. The price during the pre-sale period was only half of the current price. In terms of the artist's financial resources, it should not be a problem to buy it. question.

"Let's go and have a look over there."

The police car restarted, and Cayenne followed behind. The two parties communicated through the mobile phones of Wei Hongzhi and Meng Changdong. Because it was a kidnapping case of a bad nature, the police in Mengcheng also came to assist in the investigation. Swap out the police cars for two unassuming white Volkswagens.

Half an hour later, they drove into the target villa area. When they saw the semi-open yards in front of each house, Wei Hongzhi heaved a sigh of relief and straightened up, thinking that Quining might be trapped in any of the houses Li, fidgeting.

The police had already investigated all the properties under Shao Chenfeng's name, only to find out that he did not have a house here, and after the set. It is possible that another car was changed during that time.

Fortunately, with the positioning, the door-to-door investigation has become much easier. Wei Hongzhi got off the car halfway, and he observed the plants planted in each yard. Finally, in a yard deep in the villa area, he saw a few bushes. Bright red season roses.

"Stop." He stopped the people in the two cars from the phone and asked Meng Changdong, "How is the signal strength here?"

"Better than before." Meng Changdong paused and said, "Do you think it's here?"

"Yes, let's come down and take a look." Wei Hongzhi hung up the phone, looked at the two-storey villa next to him, climbed over the low fence in its yard, landed cleanly, stepped on the garden soil, and walked to the door step by step .

The policemen in Mengcheng were all plainclothes. They turned into the courtyard one after another. Two of them tacitly hid sideways against the wall, and the other cleared his throat and rang the doorbell.

There was no response for a full minute, and the doorbell was pressed again. After a short wait, a man's voice came from the door asking, "Who is it?"

Wei Hongzhi clenched his hand hanging by his side, yes, he recognized that the person in the house was Shao Chenfeng, and he would never forget this disgusting voice no matter what.

"Express, please sign for it."

The door was opened from the inside, and before Shao Chenfeng could see the people outside, he was pushed back by the huge force on his shoulders and staggered a few steps back. The next moment his collar was pulled up heavily, Wei Hongzhi's angry face Occupying the entire field of vision——

A hard fist hit him hard in the face.

The fragile bridge of the nose was hit hard, and nosebleeds gushed out instantly. In the severe pain, Shao Chenfeng almost lost the ability to think, but he still clearly realized that the gentle hometown he had built through untold hardships, like a distant dream, was forever shattered.

In the chaos, two police officers restrained the stunned Shao Chenfeng, and Wei Hongzhi was also pulled away. Blood dripped from his fist, and together with the blood gushing out of Shao Chenfeng's nose, it hit the floor.

He stared closely at the dignified painter in front of him, and the words came out from between his clenched teeth, as if eating flesh and drinking blood:

"Where did you hide Chienin?"