Mr. Fu is always too annoying

The windshield in front of him was bloody, and the viscous liquid mixed with the rainwater and slowly slid down the slope.

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes.

Lu Chuan has not been in the world for a short time, but it is the first time he has encountered such a thing: "This... did we bump into someone?"

"No." Fu Tong pointed to the overpass where they were just halfway out, "Someone jumped over the overpass and just hit our car."

While talking, the people around also noticed the abnormality on the side of the bridge, and slowly surrounded him.

Fu Tong put on the mask: "Call the police, and then call over there to explain the situation. The shooting is postponed."

Lu Chuan responded, and followed Fu Tong's instructions to do things in an orderly manner. After the last call was made, the surrounding area was completely surrounded, and the sound of the siren gradually became clear.

Three minutes later, cordons were pulled up on all sides, and the car windows were knocked on.

Two people opened the door and went down. The person in the lead outside looked young, around 27 or [-]. After seeing Fu Tong, he was taken aback, and recognized him through the mask: "Fu——"

The following words stopped abruptly after realizing the surrounding situation.

This is also a monster named Xie Nan.

The white tiger who became a master by burning incense on Zhongnan Mountain, aged 320, had been following Bi An before, and only came out on his own in the past two years.

Fu Tong was familiar with Qu An, and he was also familiar with Qu An's little follower.

He took a look at Jienan: "Don't panic, everything goes according to the normal process, how is that man?"

Xie Nan rubbed the space between his eyebrows: "There are no vital signs anymore."

Fu Tong lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

At this time, Xie Nan also felt a pain in his head.

The death of a person in the jurisdiction is a major event. If public figures are involved, it will definitely be unavoidable to suppress public opinion and those people above.

I know the tricks, but I can't say anything.

Xie Nan sighed helplessly, temporarily put aside those annoying things, and speeded up the process.

After an hour and a half.

Longdu Ci Water Bureau.

After Fu Tong and Lu Chuan finished recording their statements, they waited there. After more than ten minutes, they finally got to know Nan.

Fu Tong looked at him: "What's the situation?"

"The monitoring has been adjusted. From the video, it looks like suicide. The identity of the deceased has not been confirmed yet." Xie Nan said, "But I don't think it's that simple. The height of the overpass is only a few meters, and the amount of bleeding is not right at all, and..."

He opened the autopsy report: "Look at these photos, the deceased's body is covered with black handprints, and the ghostly aura covering them is not thick, but very strong."

That is to say, the ghost's path is not high, but it hasn't been long since it left the deceased.

Fu Tong frowned: "Ghost?"

"Yes." Xie Nan was also very worried, "In fact, similar things have happened three or four times recently, and they were all ghost fingerprints and suicide."

"How do you plan to deal with it?"

"In the past, they were still investigating. This time, because you were involved, the higher-ups were afraid of making things worse. After confirming the identity of the deceased, they might directly close the case and commit suicide. After all, the surveillance screen is clearly there. If you just look at it like that, he did jump by himself." down."

Fu Tong was expressionless: "The corpse is a vegetarian meal."

"Who says it's not." Xie Nan sighed, "We're still holding on. It's absolutely impossible to close the case carelessly, but it's really bad. If it's really not possible, I won't do it when the case is over. I'll go back and continue working as my paralegal. I'm also very happy."

"What nonsense, isn't it you who cried and shouted to be independent?"

"Isn't that young and rebellious at the time?" Xie Nan shrugged his shoulders, and suddenly twitched again, "Is that... the person who will come over later, is he?"

He is talking about Lu Zhang, also known as Qu An, who has been inherited for 600 years. He used to be in charge of prisons, but now he runs a law firm in the city center. He is a gold medal lawyer in the circle.

Although Fu Tong was not the person responsible for this accident, the matter is more complicated, and bail is still needed.

After thinking about it, he found Lu Zhang.

He can also be regarded as Xie Nan's big head.

Xie Nan sat there, looking at him anxiously and expectantly.

Fu Tong didn't know what he was thinking, so he smiled: "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Nan's eyes lit up, and he smirked and stopped talking.

The room fell silent again.

I don't know how long after this, the door was knocked again, several people turned their heads, and the little policeman in charge of recording stood there: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Fu, you can go."

This is someone to protect.

Xie Nan's reaction was greater than that of Fu Tong and Lu Chuan. Hearing this, he stood up and walked outside. Fu Tong followed him out, and when he saw the person opposite, he froze for a moment.

The person who came was not Lu Zhang.

It's Fu Qianyuan.

Standing there in a dark gray suit, he was silent and dignified, giving people the same feeling as when Fu Tong waited eagerly for him after getting into trouble before.

Fu Tong stopped.

Fu Qianyuan seemed to sense it, and looked back at him the moment he went out. The two looked at each other. Although they were separated by such a long distance, Fu Tong could still see the emotion in his eyes.

I can see it, but I can't understand it.

Too complicated.

Lu Chuan whispered: "Boss, if I remember correctly...is that your ex-boyfriend?"

Fu Tong's tone was light: "Yes."

Lu Chuan's eyes stopped on Fu Qianyuan's face, and after a long while, he couldn't help shaking his head.

It looks so good-looking, but it turns out that it can't work.

Pity.

Their conversation naturally fell into Fu Qianyuan's ears word by word.

Fu Qianyuan pursed his lips, walked slowly to Fu Tong, didn't speak, just looked down at him.

Fu Tong didn't avoid it this time, and met his eyes frankly.

The two stood there looking at each other, one with complicated emotions and the other with no disturbance, Lu Chuan shrank back for 2 minutes, unable to bear the weird atmosphere between them, and whispered: "Boss, why don't we go out first ? There are so many people around watching?"

Fu Tong didn't make a sound, nor did he back down.

In the end, it was Fu Qianyuan who looked away first and took a step aside.

The three of them went out together.

Most of the windshield of Lu Chuan's car was shattered, and it was still stained with blood. It must not be able to drive. His family lived on Cishui Road, and he could walk there in a few minutes, but Fu Tong couldn't.

The manager pondered for a moment, and just about to speak out, Fu Qianyuan next to him tilted his head and said in a low voice, "I'll see you off."

This was naturally said to Fu Tong.

Fu Tong was expressionless, pretending he didn't hear it.

The disappointment in Fu Qianyuan's eyes was fleeting: "Some media already know about this matter. There are many paparazzi outside now, cubs... let me take you back first, okay?"

The voice of the last few words was suppressed very low, and the tone actually sounded like a pleading.

Fu Tong looked around and found that the surroundings were indeed similar to what Fu Qianyuan said. There were a few people who didn't even cover their cameras and were staring at them brightly.

In a situation like this, it would be very troublesome to go out directly. Fu Tong knew the seriousness better than anyone else, so he was silent for a while, and he didn't insist on it.

5 minute later.

Fu Qianyuan's car drove out of the parking lot slowly, the glass on both sides was covered, and the paparazzi didn't know Fu Qianyuan's car, so of course they didn't encounter any siege.

It was still raining outside at this time.

Fu Tong sat in the back and didn't make a sound all the way. He just watched the raindrops hitting the window silently. Fu Qianyuan also didn't speak. Maybe he didn't know what to say, or maybe he knew that Fu Tong didn't want to listen.

Silence spread between the two of them.

Fu Tong lowered his head, and suddenly felt that the feeling of being neither a person nor a thing was clearer than ever before.

He and Fu Qianyuan have never been like this before. He likes to talk, and he chatters non-stop when he is next to Fu Qianyuan. Although Fu Qianyuan has a cold temper, he always talks more than usual when he is with him.

In the blank of [-] years, Meng Qi could not go back, and Fu Qianyuan was no longer the former Fu Qianyuan.

Fu Tong closed his eyes tiredly, forced himself not to think about anything related to Fu Qianyuan, and continued to look out the window in a daze.

Twenty minutes later, the community arrived.

The rain outside didn't know when it became heavier, and it hit the ground pouringly, and the surrounding area was muddy.

Fu Tong got his things ready to get out of the car, when Fu Qianyuan suddenly said, "Zai Zai, there is an umbrella next to you, take it, don't get caught in the rain."

What he was talking about was a small black umbrella, which was lying next to Fu Tong. The style and color were so straight that he had no friends.

Fu Tong didn't want to owe others favors, but he didn't intend to toss himself into the rain. After thinking about it, he took out 35 yuan from his pocket and looked forward: "Fare."

After speaking, he glanced at the umbrella on the seat next to him, and took out another thirty: "Umbrella money."

Fu Qianyuan paused, and when he looked over again, Fu Tong had already got out of the car with an umbrella, his back was blurred in the rain, and he looked as usual.

Fu Qianyuan watched intently until his figure completely disappeared, and he did not look away.

On the other hand, Fu Tong went home and took a comfortable hot bath first. After coming out, he found a box of instant noodles to fill his stomach, and nestled on the bed.

As soon as I lay down, there was a series of WeChat ding-dong sounds next to the pillow.

It was a message from Lu Chuan, roughly meaning that the shooting time has been moved to tomorrow afternoon, and Fu Tong was told not to go out at that time, he will come to pick him up.

Fu Tong replied briefly and rudely to express his understanding, and then habitually poked into Weibo, but before the hot search page was opened, he heard the doorbell suddenly ringing outside.

And there is only one person who will ring the doorbell at this time.

Fu Tong pretended that he was not at home, and he couldn't hear him when he was at home. He lowered his head and continued to browse Weibo, but the sound outside seemed endless, and the volume of the earphones could not be covered.

Fu Tong endured it for two or three minutes, but he couldn't take it anymore, so he went out and opened the door.

The person outside the door was indeed Fu Qianyuan.Fu Tong was so annoyed that he just wanted to use Bo Da's taunting technique in the past.

He thought so, and did so, but just as he was about to utter the first word, he suddenly heard a cry.

Softly, with a little vibrato behind it.

It sounded like it came from Fu Qianyuan's arms.

Fu Tong was taken aback, lowered his head subconsciously, and then saw a brown puppy in Fu Qianyuan's arms, lying in a water-soaked, basically deformed cardboard box, looking at him timidly.

Weak.

Pitiful.

And helpless.