Little Madman's Guide to Acting Good

Chen Shiming felt something inexplicably, just as he was about to speak, Chen Qizhao had already passed him and walked straight home.He stopped in his tracks and watched the figure go further and further away. It was obviously a very common sentence. The two brothers had already said what they had said when they quarreled even more, but Chen Shiming felt unspeakable.

Xu Tezhu got out of the car and came over, "Boss, I just went to the garage to check, there is no other problem."

"I see." Chen Shiming glanced at the garage, suppressing the feeling of suffocation in his heart, "Let's get off work early."

Special assistant Xu was stunned for a moment, and then saw that Chen Shiming had already walked back.

There are plenty of warm lights inside the Chen family, and the bright light is different from the dim outdoors, giving you a relaxing feeling.

Chen Jianhong didn't come back so early after working overtime tonight, the three of the Chen family ate and didn't talk about work matters, only the voice of Zhang Yazhi chatting with Chen Qizhao from time to time.

Chen Qizhao's performance was the same as usual, but Chen Shiming only had the words of Chen Qizhao in his mind.

Zhang Yazhi was very happy to see her child come back for dinner. She cooked a little too much in the evening. She dragged Chen Qizhao and talked for a long time, "Mom has cooked so much, why do you eat this?"

"I'm too full at school at noon." Chen Qizhao finished his soup, "I'll go back to my room and do some homework."

Zhang Yazhi looked at Chen Qizhao for a while, and saw that he finished his soup before leaving, "Is your brother eating a little less recently?"

"Well." Chen Shiming was thinking about something, but he still said: "The weather has changed a lot recently, and it's normal to lose your appetite. Don't think too much about it."

After dinner, Chen Shiming returned to his study and received part of the investigation results.

The driver, Lao Lin, is honest and dull, and he has been doing things at home as usual, so it can be said that he can't fault him.

In the past, Chen Shiming never paid attention to the people around him, but now the truth gradually surfaced, as if a layer of veil that he hadn't seen before was lifted.

After the accident information at the Panshan intersection was sent in the afternoon, he immediately sent people to investigate the incidents near the Panshan intersection, and found many abnormalities one after another.Lao Lin, a normal-looking driver, often stayed near the Panshan intersection in the past few years. Chen Shiming knew that his wife and child died accidentally at the Panshan intersection, but the information he got from others was really unimaginable.

"This is not right." Chen Shiming frowned slightly: "Someone is not only handling accident information for Lao Lin, but also doing other things."

Moreover, there is a reconstruction plan near the intersection of Panshan Road, and many shops have also moved away. Lao Lin behaved abnormally in the past few years, but he rarely went there since last year. In another two years, nothing will happen, and no one will remember that a person with strange behavior stayed at the intersection of the accident many times.

A person who may have mental problems, goes near the intersection of accidents all the year round, and has been in a car accident.

But now this person suddenly stopped going, which is too abnormal, as if someone asked him not to go, and even cleaned up some traces for him, trying to make him look like a normal person.

The assistant in charge of the investigation on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned: "Then boss, should we still follow this line to investigate?"

"Check." Chen Shiming said in a deep voice, "There is someone behind Lao Lin."

And is there really only Panshan intersection?If Lao Lin had behaved mentally abnormal long ago, could there have been accidents in other places that the Chen family does not know about... The Chen family's car is easy to check. If Lao Lin was driving another car, they may not be able to find some records. found out.

When Chen Qizhao returned to the room, he didn't turn on the light. He turned on the computer, and the lit computer screen illuminated his face.The various data collected in the past few days were imported by him into a private disk for backup, and then the disk was removed.

He saw three red envelopes under several documents, and put the disk next to the red envelopes.

There was no sound in the quiet room, he turned on the light in the bathroom, went in and took a shower.

When I was getting dressed, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror from the corner of my eye, and there was a shallow knife mark on my slightly fair arm muscles.After such a long time, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have gotten used to this young face, and also got used to some of the past that can no longer be mentioned.

After taking a shower and returning to the room, it didn't take long.

Chen Qizhao sat cross-legged in front of the computer, looked at the densely packed text on the screen, and leaned back slightly.

The computer cuts to another interface, which is all the monitoring inside and outside the Chen family villa. The screens are covered with small boxes, corridors, living rooms, gardens... Chen Qizhao's eyes stopped at the corridor of the servant's room, staring at the corner of the room. The door of the driver Lao Lin's room.

After sitting for a while, the addiction to smoking came up again, so he lit a cigarette and let it go.

I don’t know how long I stared at the screen, until there was a buzz——

The silent phone vibrated, and he looked down and saw that the message was from Shen Yuhuai.

I don't know why, during this period of time, Shen Yuhuai would send him messages every night, or the succulent plants he raised, or reply to the messages during the day when the two talked halfway.Chen Qizhao squinted at the night scene outside the window, and suddenly wanted to go to the beach to watch the fireworks.

For the first time, he didn't really want to take the initiative to reply to Shen Yuhuai's news.

Obviously nothing happened, but there was a very sleepy feeling.

The message popped up once and picked up again.

Chen Qizhao reached out and hooked up the phone, and when he opened it, he saw the photo sent by Shen Yuhuai.

[-Shen Yuhuai: I just finished my work and happened to be near you. Are you out for supper? ]

The photo is of a food stall at the gate of the school.

[-Zhao: I’m home, not at school. ]

[-Shen Yuhuai: That's only next time. ]

It's almost an hour's drive from here to school...

Chen Qizhao glanced at the computer time, it was about eleven o'clock in the past, and it was not impossible to have supper.

[-Zhao: Are you alone? ]

[-Shen Yuhuai: Follow Liu Sui. ]

Oh.

Chen Qizhao held the phone, and his eyes stopped on Shen Yuhuai's head portrait.He rubbed the screen of his phone with his fingertips, and the fireworks blooming by the sea in his memory seemed to be blooming one after another in front of his eyes. There was an impulse to bump into his body, and he suddenly wanted to call Shen Yuhuai to the beach.

And this feeling stopped suddenly when he was about to pop up the video chat.

Chen Qizhao seemed to realize something, he crossed out the vx interface, opened the phone album, and his eyes stopped on the recent photo of Shen Yuhuai in the album.Scanning Shen Yuhuai who was eating with his eyes down in the restaurant, and the hands taking care of the plants in the video screenshot... The photos were stacked together and finally formed a segment.

In the corridor of the hospital, a cold hand rubbed against his face.

"Touch me."

In the quiet room, Chen Qizhao said suddenly.

He didn't know where this sudden possessive desire came from, he wanted Shen Yuhuai to stay by his side, just like before, touching his face, touching his forehead... Once this kind of thought rushed into his mind, it was an endless impulse , he grabbed the phone tightly.

At this time, there was a knocking sound outside the door.

Chen Qizhao seemed to wake up from a daze, and suddenly realized that he was sweating.

The knock on the door continued, Chen Qizhao let go of the phone, and the phone made a muffled beep on the table.

He got up and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Chen Shiming stood outside with a glass of milk, and saw the darkness in the room.

He frowned slightly: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

"Forgot." Chen Qizhao's eyes stopped on the milk in his hand, and he laughed: "It's pretty good, ready to go to bed?"

"I brought it for you." Chen Shiming glanced at Chen Qizhao.

Chen Qizhao took the glass of milk in surprise, "If you have nothing to do..."

Chen Shiming: "Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

Chen Qizhao paused: "Lazy."

"Go in and talk about it?" Chen Shiming's gaze paused on his face for a moment, "There's something wrong."

Chen Qizhao glanced around and made way for Chen Shiming, "Come in."

Chen Shiming seldom entered Chen Qizhao's room. The relationship between the two brothers was at odds before, let alone entering Chen Qizhao's room. Just standing at the door could lead to quarrels.Except that Chen Qizhao came in a few times when he had a fever a while ago, he would never step into this place.

He walked past Chen Qizhao and turned on the light switch at the door, and the dark room was suddenly lit up.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but looking at it now, I found that the furniture in Chen Qizhao's room was the same as before, but some fancy things were removed, and it became simpler.He didn't take a few steps before he smelled a smell of smoke and looked directly at the source of the smell.

A cigarette was lit on the ashtray, and the room smelled of nicotine.

Chen Shiming frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when he turned around and saw Chen Qizhao closed the door, with wet hair sticking to the side of his neck, slightly loose pajamas on him, looking a bit empty.

Chen Qizhao said: "If you have anything to say, just talk about it."

He noticed Chen Shiming's furrowed eyebrows, and suddenly thought of something, "Oh, wait a minute, I'll open the window to get some fresh air."

Chen Shiming didn't speak. He watched Chen Qizhao walk over there to open the window, and said again: "You blow your hair first. Didn't you have a long memory when you had a fever a while ago? You have to..." He was halfway through, when he suddenly saw Chen Qizhao stop at the window. In front of the computer, looking straight at the computer screen.

Surprised, Chen Shiming walked over to have a look, only to notice the dense monitoring on the computer.

Chen Qizhao: "There is movement."

Chen Shiming paused for a while, looking at the messy monitor on the computer screen, "What's happening?"

"He came out of the room." Chen Qizhao pointed to a place diagonally below the screen.

Chen Shiming suddenly looked over. The driver, Lao Lin, was walking in a certain corridor, going from one surveillance to another, and finally disappeared into the indoor surveillance range.

"He's hooked."