Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The corridor was narrow, and the two could only go one in front of the other. Fang Zhuo walked in front, silently turned his head to look at the person who followed silently behind him, and asked the system angrily, "Why didn't you remind me just now!"

233 is very innocent, "Who told you to step on the accelerator so fast."

"It doesn't conflict with you reminding me!"

"What if you are in a hurry and don't obey the traffic rules and make a U-turn, it's the through lane."

"..."

"That's why you should maintain a normal mind at all times. If you are emotional, your brain will easily go wrong." 233 said leisurely, with a little sigh.

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Although he didn't want to admit it, what Brother Ah San said really made sense.

"arrive."

A reminder came from behind, Fang Zhuo stopped as if he had been cast under a spell.

In front of him was the rusty anti-theft door and the "Fu" that had faded from its festive colors. He felt Xing Sen leaning over from behind, his slender arms crossing him, and inserting the key into the lock.

As the anti-theft door was pushed open, there was a harsh creaking sound.

Fang Zhuo's eyes fell through the ever-widening door gap and fell into the living room. All the furniture inside was covered with white dustproof cloth, and there seemed to be dust flying in the air.

Xing Sen ignored the dazed man, went straight in, turned his back to the door and said, "Don't want to come in and take a look?"

How could Fang Zhuo dare to say that he didn't want to, the red 2 flashing on the light screen made him almost collapse, not to mention entering the door, he had to enter even hell.

As soon as he stepped in with his front foot, the anti-theft door was blown shut heavily by the wind, blocking all sounds from outside the house.

Xing Sen walked to the sofa, lifted the white cloth and sat down.

Before he could speak, Fang Zhuo sat down half a meter away from him very consciously. Neither of them spoke, as if they were silently competing.

In less than 2 minutes, Fang Zhuo began to shake his legs under control.

He pressed his legs in embarrassment and broke the silence first, "You brought me here..."

The corner of Xing Sen's mouth curled up, interrupting him, "Satisfy your curiosity."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the surveillance video and put it on the coffee table.

Fang Zhuo saw a stupid person on the screen, tilting his head, staring at the anti-theft door of Xing's house.

"Brother Ah San, that one looks like me."

233,"It's you."

Fang Zhuo's heart was overwhelmed, he was such a rogue, he even installed surveillance outside!

This video is like a demon mirror, taking away his face and inner face. After a lot of difficulty, Fang Zhuo suppressed the rising temperature on his face and tried his best to maintain his personality.

"I think you already know something about the homicide case back then." Xing Sen said slowly, "Because the murderer has never been caught, I specially installed pinhole monitoring outside to check it regularly, and there has been no harvest for several years."

Xing Sen put his phone back and turned off the video, "I didn't expect that there would be a surprise this time."

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Stop talking, Papa's heart is about to jump out.

Fang Zhuo was embarrassed, "Investigating you just wants to know more about you, Xing Sen, I think you are not happy."

Xing Sen suddenly looked over, his sharp eyes were like knives, poking Fang Zhuo's face, "Can I trust you?"

In order to appear calm enough, Fang Zhuo could lower his voice, "Yes."

"Why do you make me believe you?" Xing Sen's eyes flashed a sneer, "Is it because of your sudden overtures, my father?"

Dad bites the word very lightly, there is no intimacy, it is sarcasm.

Fang Zhuo thought to himself, why don't I call you daddy, act coquettishly at the critical moment, shed a few tears, maybe you can get over it.

It's not like now, with such a waste of effort, it's fine if you don't get the trust value, and the favorability value is written as a negative number.

No, I am a tough man and cannot be defeated by reality.

Always fight and fight hard.

So Fang Zhuo quickly brewed feelings, frowned, and stood up abruptly, "Xing Sen, do you have a heart? How have I treated you during this time, you have no idea?"

Xing Sen also stood up.

Fang Zhuo was so frightened that he almost backed away. As expected of a boss, he was only so small, and his aura was so strong.

Can't be bothered.

"I've fed all the kindness I've been giving you to the dog during this fucking time!" Fang Zhuo dropped the words and rushed out of the door angrily.

In the middle of the run, I took the time to ask the system if it was chased out.

The system said no, Fang Zhuo could only bite the bullet and rush downstairs, and drove away.

He drove the car out of the community and found a place to park that was both secluded and where he could observe the gate of the community.

Xing Sen was probably reminiscing about the past, and he didn't leave until dark. Fang Zhuo was so hungry that he had to get out of the car to buy some Kaifeng vegetables.

As soon as I got back to the car, my phone rang.

Seeing the flashing name on it, Fang Zhuo let out a light snort, and hung up directly.

Less than 30 seconds after the phone was hung up, it rang again, and he answered lazily, "What's the matter?"

Song Guangyue tried his best to cover up the displeasure in his voice, "What were you up to just now, why did you hang up on me?"

Fang Zhuo said, "I don't want to take it."

Song Guangyue paused, "Still losing your temper with me?"

Talking about your sister, Fang Zhuo lost his appetite because of the gentle tone on the other end, and put down the chicken nuggets, "Speak if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say."

Song Guangyue had never been so teased by Lu Xun before. When he heard such vulgar and disgusting words, he almost exploded. The pause time was obviously longer than before, and his tone became hard.

"What's the matter with you, you can speak directly if you have something to say."

Fang Zhuo rolled his eyes, he really didn't understand, Song Guangyue didn't like Lu Xun, why did he hang him like this, in order to get close to the Lu family?

"I made it very clear last time. If you didn't understand, then I'll repeat it." Fang Zhuo changed his hand to hold the phone, bit the straw and took a sip of Coke, and said word by word, "I'm Tired of you, bored when I see you."

As soon as this was said, the phone was hung up.

Fang Zhuo looked at the screen, his face was full of cool.

Before the fun was over, I saw Xing Sen walking out of the community.

He deliberately waited a little longer, drove the car over, rolled down the window, and said to Xing Sen with a cold face, "Your grandma asked me to pick you up."

Mother Lu is definitely murderous, as long as these three words are mentioned, Xing Sen will soften a little bit.

Sure enough, the cold-faced boy opened the car door and got in.

Fang Zhuo pushed another packaged Kaifeng dish over, and said lightly, "It's already past the meal time at home, let's eat this tonight."

Xing Sen hesitated for a while, and finally untied the box.

The corner of Fang Zhuo's mouth curled up, and fireworks began to bloom in his heart.

It seems that acting like that is still effective, at least the frequency of the trust value flickering has slowed down, indicating that the balance in the boy's heart is tilting.

He gripped the steering wheel happily and was about to turn when a battery car suddenly rushed out from the side.

Fang Zhuo was startled, subconsciously turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction, and the car crashed straight into the green belt on the side of the road.

At this time, it was too late to step on the brakes. At the same time as the car hit the obstacle, he quickly leaned over and pressed Xing Sen's body tightly into his arms.

There was a violent impact, the windshield was shattered, glass shards splashed over, and the car was forced to stop.

Xing Sen's head was buried on Fang Zhuo's neck, probably because he was overly frightened, his muscles were stiff and he was trembling.

Fang Zhuo unbuckled his seat belt, used the key to cut through the popped airbag, and finally had enough space to use it.

He patted the boy on the back tenderly, and said softly, "It's all right, it was just a small accident."

Xing Sen's condition did not improve at all, and he was still shaking. Fang Zhuo noticed that his arms were abnormally tense.

He pushed the boy away from his arms, pinched his cheek and turned to himself, "What's wrong with you?"

Xing Sen's eyes were red, and there was obvious fear and anger in his eyes. He opened his mouth and said something in a hoarse voice.

Fang Zhuo didn't hear clearly, and put his ear closer, "What did you just say?"

"Who the hell told you to save me!" Xing Sen yelled suddenly, with a grim expression, he pushed the man in front of him away, opened the door and rushed down.

What's the matter, freaked out?

Fang Zhuo blinked, feeling something was wrong, Xing Sen's psychological quality would not be so bad.

He frowned and thought for a long time, then he had an answer in his heart. The little boy must have remembered the time when his parents forcibly locked him in the room to save him.

Just as he was about to get out of the car to chase someone, there was a knocking sound outside the window, and it was the traffic police who had arrived.

He got out of the car, called Lu Yan, and asked him to send someone to deal with the compensation for the accident. By the time the traffic police report was completed, Xing Sen had long since disappeared.

I had no choice but to call Er Shui over and over again.

Without exception, no one picked up.

Fang Zhuo went home and changed the car, and told Lu's mother by the way that he would take Xing Sen out to play, and he would not be able to return home until very late.

Beishi has a large population and a large city area. Finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Fang Zhuo was driving, wandering aimlessly on the street, and it was late at night in a blink of an eye.

"Damn it, where did you go? If you don't come home in the middle of the night, you'll get a spanking if you catch it."

233,"Go back to school?"

"School should be impossible." Fang Zhuo simply parked the car on the side of the road and thought carefully.

When people are most vulnerable, they will definitely look for a place where they can feel at ease.Either it is the old house of the Xing family, or it may be the cemetery of the Xing family's parents.

Fang Zhuo planned to visit the cemetery first.

When we arrived, the gatekeeper of the cemetery saw that he was frowning on the phone.

Seeing a stranger coming, he hurried out of the porter's room, and when he heard Fang Zhuo said that he was looking for someone, he hurriedly led him towards the cemetery.

"I thought the child had no family anymore. I was considering whether to call the police. Go and persuade him."

Fang Zhuo didn't know until he arrived at the tomb of Xing's father and Xing's mother, what the uncle asked him to persuade him, this kid probably wanted to drink himself to death, there were several empty wine bottles on the ground.

It's all Erguotou.

Fang Zhuo squatted down, pinched Xing Sen's shoulder and shook, "Xing Sen, wake up."

Xing Sen opened his eyes. He didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol or if he had really cried. His black eyes seemed to be soaked and wet by someone.

It looks soft, a little pitiful.

Fang Zhuo squeezed the boy's cheek with his hands, and muttered softly, "Son, Papa will take you home."

Xing Sen's eyes suddenly changed, and the coldness in his eyes startled Fang Zhuo.

He mumbled, "My dad is dead."

Fang Zhuo stroked his hair and said softly, "Your father went to heaven, isn't there still me, and I will continue to love you instead of him."

The uncle of the cemetery sighed, "You are his relative, it's not easy for this child, he comes here every Mid-Autumn Festival, but today is not the Mid-Autumn Festival either, maybe something happened, please persuade him."

Perhaps he was woken up by the noise, Xing Sen grabbed the tombstone and stood up, his eyes darkened, and he almost fell, but Fang Zhuo held him firmly.

The master of the cemetery helped get people down the mountain and stuff them into the car.

Worried that Xing Sen would sit in the back alone, Fang Zhuo put him in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and found a rope from the trunk to trap him on the seat so that the teenager would not Sudden drunken madness, lost two lives.

Along the way, Xing Sen was really well-behaved, he didn't move and didn't make trouble, he slept with his head down and his eyes closed, and he suddenly retched when he fell asleep.

Fang Zhuo braked, quickly found a bag, and put it on Xing Sen's mouth.

No matter how good-looking he is, it can't offset the disgusting smell in the air. Fang Zhuo pinched his nose and said to the system, "What should I do? I want to put the bag on his head and kick him out of the car."

233 said, "When you get old, you will still rely on him to take care of you. Calm down."

Fang Zhuo thought about it for a while, and if the plot line took too long, he would lose all his teeth and couldn't walk, so he would have to rely on this doll to serve him.

You can't throw it, you have to endure it.

Fang Zhuo had no choice but to continue pinching his nose. After Xing Sen finished vomiting, he wiped his mouth considerately, touched his face and said, "I'm not that kind to myself. You have to repay me well in the future."

Although she knew that the two children had gone out to play, Mother Lu was still worried. The whole Lu family was brightly lit, and everyone from the master to the servants was asleep.

Fang Zhuo stopped the car into the yard, and sighed while unbuttoning the rope.

"What did you say?" Xing Sen opened his eyes at some point and was frowning at him.

Fang Zhuo hurriedly changed his words, "I said you are amazing, I made four bottles of Erguotou by myself, why didn't I drink you to death?"

He threw the rope and unlocked the car, and the person outside immediately opened the door and took him in.

Mother Lu blamed, "Why did he drink like this?"

Fang Zhuo said, "I can't stop it, probably because the pressure of the college entrance examination is too great."

Mother Lu sighed distressedly, and glanced at her little son who was also in a mess, "You also pack up, go and rest quickly."

Fang Zhuo followed into the villa, walked through the hall, and walked upstairs on his own.

"Aren't you going to deal with it?"

Lu Yan suddenly followed from behind, pinching his arm to check.

Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. He stared at Lu Yan for a moment and asked, "Brother, if one day I get seriously ill or have an accident, will you be sad?"

There was emotion in Lu Yan's eyes, which was fleeting, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Fang Zhuo stared at him and asked, "Will it be?"

"Of course." Lu Yan put his hand on his shoulder, "Why do you ask that, what happened?"

Fang Zhuo lowered his head, his eyes rolled around, the two buddies never contacted him after they woke up from the drunkenness, probably after they woke up from the drunkenness, they remembered that they had said the wrong thing.

As for whether they have told Lu Yan about this matter, it is not certain.

"Actually, I went to the hospital today, and several data in the test results were abnormal. The doctor asked me to quit drinking."

Fang Zhuo obviously felt the hands on his shoulders tremble. He lowered his eyes and whispered, "Brother, I won't drink anymore."

"I persuaded you before, but you didn't listen." Lu Yan's voice was still stern but gentle, and he couldn't distinguish his heart, "Don't tell Mom about this, lest she worry."

Fang Zhuowen let out an annoyed "um", then lowered his head again, looking preoccupied.

Lu Yan looked at the hair spinning on the top of his head and remembered what happened many years ago.

He was four years older than Lu Xun, plus he skipped a grade in his studies. When Lu Xun was promoted to elementary school, he was already in the first grade of junior high school. Since it was a boarding school for nobles, he could only come back once a week.

Every time he came back, Lu Xun would drag him into the room and move out a small cardboard box.

There were a lot of snacks in the box, all of which Lu Xun saved for him this week.

This habit was kept until Lu Xun was in high school and Lu Yan was about to graduate from university.

A full nine years.

At the beginning, Lu Yan was very moved, but as the jealousy in his heart continued to deepen, Lu Xun's various behaviors began to distort in his eyes and became disgusting.

So one day, he finally couldn't help it, and threw the box of snacks into the swimming pool downstairs in front of Lu Xun.

He still remembered Lu Xun's expression at that time, from joy to astonishment, to bewilderment and injury.

There were tears in the eyes, but they stubbornly did not shed them.

Because he said a word, crying is useless to me, only trash can cry.

After hurting Lu Xun, he also felt uncomfortable, but after his father passed away and the lawyer announced his will, this discomfort turned into sharp hatred.

But he never thought about really killing people.

"Lu Xun."

Lu Yan's voice was deep and full of emotions.

Fang Zhuo didn't say a word, he quietly waited for Lu Yan to finish speaking, and let the system send a shock after five seconds by the way.

"You have to listen to brother and mother, you know?"

Fang Zhuo clenched his fists, raised his red eyes, tears were rolling, "Isn't it enough for me to listen to you?"

There was something in the words, and he knew that Lu Yan could understand.

On the stairs, the footsteps belonging to another person became smaller and smaller. Lu Yan stood on the empty stairs, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

As soon as he entered the room, Fang Zhuo asked if the system could give Lu Yan a live broadcast.

233 said yes, and soon, Lu Yan's figure appeared in front of him.

He walked into the study, picked up the phone on the table, and swipe his fingers across the screen, as if hesitating.

After a while, he finally made a call.

"It won't be needed anymore."

"I'll pay you a little more, but you have to go as far as you can."

It's just these two sentences, I don't know what it means, and I really can't judge what it means.

Fang Zhuo waited until the live broadcast was over, found out the numbers of the two drinking buddies, and dialed them.

"Let's go out for a drink tonight."

The other side said, "Second Young Master Lu, it's so late, you should go find someone else."

If this were the case in the past, a call would pass, no matter whether the other party was shitting or sleeping, they would be there on call.

Fang Zhuo hung up the phone and called another person, who was also shunned.

It seems that the scheming brother's conscience has discovered it.

Fang Zhuo's mood was disturbed by his son, and he was so good that he flew up in an instant. When he was taking a bath, he sang and danced in the bathtub.

After cleaning up for nothing, he counted the time and went to Xing Sen's room with the radiance of fatherly love all over his body.

Lu's mother and a servant just came out of the room. Seeing that the youngest son was still awake, they frowned and asked, "Didn't I tell you to go to bed early?"

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, and said embarrassingly, "I'm not worried about Xing Sen, I want to go in and see him."

In the room, Xing Sen had already fallen asleep peacefully.

Fang Zhuo tiptoed into the house, adjusted the air conditioner to a suitable temperature, and like all good papas, gently tucked the quilt for his good son.

After doing all this, he didn't leave, but sat cross-legged on the carpet in front of the bed, propped his face in a daze, and waited for the best time to perform.