A Train Named Evil

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Wu Fengrong suppressed the anger in his heart, and his expression became majestic unconsciously: "Stop messing around like this. You dare to do this on a train with people coming and going in broad daylight. Is there any dignity in the law? Just because of my injury, if you want to They can send special police over here. This is a terrorist attack! It can be killed directly!"

Zhou Yanling said: "We still need to find out their purpose. The author behind the scenes must have his intention to get me in the car to find the murderer. I don't think it's as simple as just finding out the real murderer." If only the real murderer is caught, You can hand over the evidence to the criminal police, explaining that catching the real murderer is just one purpose, and I am afraid that this mysterious person has other intentions.What Zhou Yanling couldn't figure out was why he couldn't work as a criminal policeman to investigate the case, but why he had to be sent to the car?This mysterious man seems to dislike the police very much. He wants to avoid labor police forces and is eager to catch the real culprit. Is there something unspeakable?

"Eat something first." Zhou Yanling said: "Lunch has been delayed until now, and my stomach can't stand it."

There were two iron lunch boxes on the table, which were the flight attendant's lunch. Zhou Yanling originally wanted to put them in the microwave for a while, but when he opened the lid, he frowned.The roast pork is greasy, the spinach is soft and rotten, and the red and green are crowded together, which makes people lose their appetite.Wu Fengrong had just bumped his head, and he might still have nausea, so eating this kind of food is definitely not acceptable.

Zhou Yanling changed his mind and borrowed the kitchen, cooked some white rice porridge ready-made, scrambled two tender eggs, and found a small piece of frozen chicken, thawed and boiled, shredded by hand, mixed with sesame oil, rice wine, balsamic vinegar, and sugar, Then cut raw cucumbers, carrots, and scallions into shreds and mix them into a cold chicken shreds.

"I didn't add salt, so you can't eat strong flavors now. There are not many things in the car. If I'm at home, I'm used to adding a little mustard to it. Mustard is not like hot peppers, but it can also enhance the taste and refresh the mind. "Zhou Yanling fed chicken shreds with chopsticks to his mouth: "When I get back to Tongzhou, I'll invite you to my house for a light meal when I have time. The food doesn't need to be too expensive, and it tastes good when the taste is right."

Wu Fengrong has always been a worrying person, and he was very satisfied after finally enjoying a blessing.He bit his chopsticks and smelled the scent of sesame oil mixed with chicken shreds on Zhou Yanling's fingers. He leaned his head over and sucked the two fingers in along the chopsticks, as if he was afraid that Zhou Yanling had hidden two drops of sesame oil and insisted on licking them. clean.Zhou Yanling put down the chopsticks calmly so that his fingers could stir in his mouth.Wu Fengrong's nimble tongue wrapped around it, it was wet and hot, his tongue coating made his fingertips itch, and his ten fingers scratched his heart.Zhou Yanling's face remained unchanged, as if he was just doing an ordinary oral examination, his fingers touched the gingival basin under his lower bite, and counted all the teeth clearly. Take a sip.

Zhou Yanling pulled out his fingers suddenly, and put his mouth on the man with his arms around him.Wu Fengrong took it smoothly, and sucked it greedily and urgently. There was still saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't have time to wipe it off. His mind was full of sesame oil and chicken shreds.Zhou Yanling had a tacit understanding, and laughed out of his throat.The heads of the two crossed each other, and their noses rubbed against each other so many times that their noses became warm.

"Guess how many times I kissed you while you were sleeping?" Zhou Yanling whispered in his ear.

Wu Fengrong's eyes were bent with a smile: "How do I know, I still have to count when I sleep?"

"While I kiss you, I think of you as a person. I have to do my best in everything. Only when others owe you what you owe others. It seems that you are helping me in the murder case, but in fact it is also my debt. Your favor, you like to hold people in your hands like this, so that they can't escape," Zhou Yanling looked deeply at Wu Fengrong's eyes, Wu Fengrong's eyes are so beautiful, there is a spot of light on the pupil, around the pupil The deepest circle turns round and round, full of vigor and radiance, and makes people feel hopeful and vital when looking at it. Zhou Yanling unconsciously said because of these eyes: "When I think of this, I think you are really cute." , so cute and painful, I couldn’t bear it, so I kissed two more times, and the more I kissed, the more I couldn’t bear it, do you think I’m particularly selfish?”

Wu Fengrong got tired of hearing it, and got goosebumps all over his body: "You are very shameless."

Zhou Yanling smiled cheekily and asked him to scold him, but she didn't feel ashamed.Wu Fengrong lay in his arms for a while, and the plate of cold shredded chicken was finally eaten clean, and I don't know how much saliva was mixed with it.

"Xintao didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" Wu Fengrong asked.

Zhou Yanling joked: "Are you so sure that he can make things difficult for me?"

Wu Fengrong slandered, Zhao Xintao knew how much he had, and it would be good if he didn't suffer in Zhou Yanling's hands, so of course it wasn't embarrassing.But he has been in a coma for so long, and Zhao Xintao must be involved with the handover of the station. Zhou Yanling is not a member of the flight crew, so there is no need to spend time cleaning up the stall. Since he helped, it means that these two people still have something One side compromised.

"The people I bring out are of one mind with me." Wu Fengrong said proudly.

Zhou Yanling sneered: "Well, he's very loyal, you don't have to doubt it, it's just that he's a little out of his wit."

Wu Fengrong said: "He came here with me from the south, and this relationship is not easy at first. You asked me why you came here from the south, and I said that I exchanged with my colleagues and I didn't fool you. [-]. Secondly, my relationship with my family is also not good. If I take this opportunity, even if I break up with the other side and come out, no one will be able to hinder me in the future. For me, it is also a difficult time Xintao came with me, he is not very clever, but he has a good heart, we ask for others and not perfection, it is not easy to share weal and woe.”

Never heard him mention his family before, Zhou Yanling sat up straight unconsciously.

"What's going on at home? Can you tell me?"

Wu Fengrong's eyes darkened, and anger appeared on his face.Zhou Yanling was secretly surprised, it must be a dangerous and surprising story.In the blink of an eye, Wu Fengrong's face turned and calmed down again, revealing some sadness.

18. Can't go back

"There's nothing we can't say." Wu Fengrong said.

Zhou Yanling took his hand: "Then tell me, and I'll listen."

"If I make up a story, how do you know I'm not lying to you?"

"It takes a lot of work to make up a story. If you don't want to tell it, don't tell it. There is no need to work hard."

Wu Fengrong sucked on the chopsticks, the aroma of sesame oil lingered in his mouth.He remembered a lively compound, the stainless steel electric retractable door was like two silver-armored dragons lying at the door, singing as soon as it moved, the beeping and lively electronic piano music, which was rare in other places, where they were a rare group of advanced .Entering the door is a fifteen-story building with red tiles. It is one of the top ten tallest buildings in the city. On the top of the building, there are four big characters of "Nancheng Newspaper" made of neon tubes. Style and prestige.From morning to night, the two dragons sang non-stop, the lights of the building were kept on all night, and the busy people stepped on their heels. There were so many busy people, as countless as the stars in the sky.

"Our family was assigned to the staff room of the newspaper in the early days. I grew up in the yard of the old Nancheng newspaper. Many people in the southern media industry know about our family. If you ask the current Southern Department The editor-in-chief of the editor-in-chief should know my dad’s name. My dad has been a reporter for most of his life, running social news. In the late 90s, he wrote several famous articles, such as child labor factories, violent demolitions, smuggling and selling land resources... They all caused a sensation. Ten years ago, the newspaper office was in full swing and dared to speak up, so my dad got involved. My mother was originally an intern brought out by him, and she took it home with her." Wu Fengrong Jokingly said: "The tradition of 'bringing interns home' in the media industry has also been handed down from my father's generation."

"The two of them have a very good relationship, they have the same interests, and they sing more and more. Both of them are very fun-loving people, and they try to get into the gray area, but it may not be a good thing for the family. The days when I was in elementary school were very good. Worried and frightened, people often came to the house and threatened them. Either someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night, or went out in the morning and saw the aisle was spray-painted. I may not be able to answer the two of them. I don’t know where to go undercover or celebrate. Let alone go home. It’s good to see each other in a week.”

Wu Fengrong smiled: "Although I was afraid, my parents explained to me that they have great energy and can change the world. I used to be a reporter so inflated, one article changed the sky. Because my father exposed the illegal employment The issue of child labor shut down a number of black factories in the suburbs. Many people wrote thank you letters to him, praising him for his courage and uprightness. The manuscript won numerous awards, and the entire glass cabinet was filled with pennants, trophies, and certificates of all sizes. Call him the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva. I am also very proud, my parents are amazing people, and they want to save the world from suffering."

Out of the corner of Zhou Yanling's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the golden emblem of the hero on his chest, and the square badge the size of a thumb was shining brightly.

"When I was in college, something happened. First, the paper media was indeed declining, and the traditional media industry was squeezed by the new media. Second, after several incidents, the southern department was severely suppressed. I started talking. That year happened to be a critical moment in the reform of medicine. My dad went to visit underground drug dealers unannounced for a month and was injured. As a result, something happened the next day after the manuscript was published. The editor-in-chief was called to talk, and in the afternoon Arrested my dad. The Public Security Bureau went to the editorial department and arrested him directly in front of the computer desk. My mother was frightened and called me. She just said "stay at school and don't come back" and hung up .”

"What taboo did you commit?"

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