Suspected death is coming

Ke Ran stood under the street lamp, looking at the house in the shadow of the trees, the lights from the house flickered in and out of the trees.

Flying insects under the light flew down and circled around him from time to time, and he could hear the occasional cry of a mosquito.

Standing here for more than half an hour, there are bursts of soreness in his legs. Although he has lived here for almost ten years, every time he comes to the door, he feels a very strange feeling. He resists from the heart and does not want to leave. go in.

The people in the room seemed to feel his gaze. A gray-haired man stood at the window, knocked on the glass, and waved his hand without speaking.

Only then did Ke Ran move his stiff legs and enter the door of the building.

Opening the door and entering the room, a smell of books wafted into his nostrils. He took off his dry shoes and put on his slippers. Grandma had already come up close and looked at his slightly sunburned face:

"Why did you come back so late? It's too hard to work overtime after only one day of work."

Grandma stretched out her hand to pick up the shoes he put on the ground, but he quickly picked them up and hid them behind him:

"I will do it myself."

Grandma didn't go to grab the pair of shoes again, but frowned slightly, and the smile on her thin face was a bit far-fetched:

"You have been working all day, wash and eat early, so you can take a rest early."

The gray-haired man who was standing by the window just now, his grandfather was sitting on the rocking chair and looking at a book in his hand, without raising his eyelids, he said:

"What's the hard work? A boy, can't bear this kind of hardship?"

Ke Ran didn't speak, went straight into the bathroom, washed his hands twice, took his own white towel to dry, neatly folded the towel and hung it on the towel rack, carefully adjusted its position before walking out of the bathroom.

His grandfather was still staring at the book, turned a page in a dignified manner and asked, "Why were you standing outside in a daze just now?"

"Nothing, just think about something."

Grandpa snorted coldly and said: "We have agreed in advance that you are not allowed to talk about your work at home."

"Well, I see."

How could he not know?Ever since he found out that he wanted to police the university’s grandfather, he showed obvious disapproval. Although he finally acquiesced, he never stopped warning him: Don’t talk about school affairs, don’t tell others that you are my grandson, and don’t talk about work at home. thing...

Ke Ran returned to his room, opened the closet, and the clothes in the closet were neatly hung separately according to the color. He took a set of light gray home clothes from the gray clothes and changed into them, and took the clothes he took off to the laundry room Put it in the washing machine and press the button.

When he came to the restaurant, grandpa and grandma were already sitting at the dining table, and the dishes on the table had not been touched.

Ke Ran said softly, "You don't have to wait for me to eat in the future."

"You don't know when you'll come back. If you don't want us to wait, at least call in advance." Grandpa said sullenly, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to eat.

Ke Ran waited for them to start eating before picking up his bowl and chopsticks, seeing that the full bowl of rice was already full:

"I see. If I come back later, I will call."

"Okay, let's not talk about this when we eat." Grandma pushed some dishes and approached Ke Ran.

After a while of silence at the table, Grandpa asked openly:

"Are you in the same group as that child from Yuan Minglang's family?"

Ke Ran looked at his grandfather suspiciously, and his grandmother smiled and said, "His son's name is Yuan Che."

Ke Ran replied blankly: "Well, yes, he is our team leader."

Grandpa said: "He is your team leader at work, you have to obey the leader's arrangement, and don't interact with him in private."

Ke Ran waited, but grandpa didn't intend to explain. He looked at grandma, and grandma just shook her head slightly, as if it was inconvenient to say.

Ke Ran was suspicious, where did Yuan Che offend Grandpa?Or is his father and grandfather at odds?

But in the end, Ke Ran didn't ask.

The dining table fell silent again. Grandma shook her head helplessly seeing the silence of both grandparents and grandchildren.

She picked up a piece of ribs for Ke Ran, and said softly:

"Chen Linlin came today, didn't you tell her to start work today?"

Ke Ran hesitantly picked up the ribs and slowly put them in his mouth, but shook his head without saying a word.

"You should tell her to let her go for nothing. It's okay to be ignorant of romance with girls, but it's not okay to be inconsiderate."

Grandpa snorted:

"She has nothing to do at home, and the trip for nothing is a chance for her to be active. From now on, she will never answer your calls during working hours."

Grandma looked at grandpa dissatisfied and said:

"You told her that you are not allowed to call Ke Ran, does she still dare to call? I really don't understand you, you were the one who thought she was good at the beginning, why do you think she is not pleasing to the eye now?"

"At the beginning, I thought she was a very quiet girl, and his grandfather and I are old friends. It would be a great thing if we can become a family in the future. I didn't know that girls nowadays are so foolish."

Grandma couldn't help pursing her lips and said with a smile: "You know now, it's too late, the girl likes Ke Ran, and Ke Ran seems to like her a lot. Let's take care of the children's affairs in the future. Don't worry about it." Tired?"

"I'm too lazy to care about it, but no matter what Ke Ran does, he must not be ambiguous about his work, and his work cannot be affected by personal matters. Do you remember?"

"Can he not remember? How many times have you said it?"

"I didn't ask you, Ke Ran, are you dumb?"

Ke Ran hurriedly put down the bowl and replied solemnly: "I remember."

"Okay, just eat when you eat, don't say these things that affect your appetite."

Grandpa muttered in a low voice: "You didn't start it first."

Ke Ran reluctantly ate the food in the bowl, cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and greeted his grandparents before returning to his room.

His room is very simple, with a few books he often read and a photo frame on the bedside table, two dumbbells at the foot of the bed, a standing desk lamp, and a wardrobe are all of his room.

He said goodnight to the picture of the beautiful woman in the frame on the bedside table, lay down on the bed, and turned off the light.

Force yourself not to think about anything, let yourself go, and hope that there will be no dreams tonight.

The night was deep, on the other side of the city, a bar that looked like it was going to close quietly opened the door, and some men gathered here scattered from all directions, and walked through this not-so-big door , the door does not even need anyone to solicit, it seems that there is a kind of magic here, attracting people to patronize.

Like Hermione's magic bag, the inside of the bar is roomy enough to hold two volleyball courts.

Entering the door is like entering another world: soft background music with ambiguous timbre; waiters walking back and forth wearing clothes similar to swimsuits, and some of them have some flashing decorative lights hanging on them; There was a dimness beyond the dim light, and people could be vaguely seen moving in the shadows, but nothing else could be seen.

When Guo Turong and Liu Hecheng entered the Bar Lele Bar, they stopped at the door for a minute.

It's not that they haven't been to the bar, they go to the bar to drink.

The people who come here are obviously not just for drinking.

Liu Hecheng whispered in Guo Turong's ear: "No wonder, that boss will be on a business trip. In such a scene, if the anti-pornography team comes, it is [-]% inseparable."

Guo Turong smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and snorted silently: "Leave them alone, we are here to inquire about news, hey, do you know how to act?"

"Yes, my second choice is to be an actor." Liu Hecheng raised his chin and said.

When they entered the bar, the serious look on Guo Turong's face disappeared in an instant, and his eyes scanned every corner like light, and when they landed on the waitresses in revealing clothes, they swallowed exaggeratedly. Swallowing, and even listening, seemed to be very interested in those laughter and the obscenity behind the laughter.

Here, the main character who volunteered to be an actor saw that the serious Guo Ge in his impression suddenly seemed to be possessed by a playwright, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses.

A man in his 30s came from a place similar to a bar counter in a bar. This man was wearing yellow half-sleeves, with a strand of yellow hair standing in the center of his head, both sides were shaved clean, with two earrings on one ear, and tattooed arms. Looking very strong, this man came over and looked Guo Turong up and down, with a look of vigilance in his eyes:

"This is the first time for you two?"

Guo Turong nodded, making no secret of his first time, with a look of great interest: "We passed by and came in when we saw a BAR sign. It's so cool here!"

The yellow-haired man pursed his mouth, crossed his arms with both hands, and stared at Liu Hecheng's unnatural look: "We are a membership system here, are you members? Why don't you just leave immediately."

"Membership? What about membership? Are there any conditions?" Guo Turong hurriedly reached out his hand and took out his wallet, as if he became more interested in getting less.

"How much money can I become a member?"

Huang Mao looked at the thick banknotes in Guo Turong's wallet, his eyes softened a little, but he still stopped them and said:

"We need to register your ID cards. There are two friend introductions, and then there is the membership fee. The two of you walked in by yourself, and the second clause does not meet the requirements. You should leave quickly!"

"I said, do you still need an ID card to come to your place? Do you think it is a star hotel? Besides, who said that there are no friends, let me ask, do you know Yu Chilin?"

"Yu Chilin? Do you know him?" Huang Mao stared at Guo Turong in a daze, then looked him up and down again, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Yes, I'm his savior. Does he count as one? If so, I'll call him right now."

"Wait, if you really know him, I'll call. What's your name?"

"My name is Guo Rong."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Huang Mao took out his mobile phone, walked a few steps away from them and made a call, nodding and bowing towards the blank wall.

Liu Hecheng whispered next to Guo Turong: "Who is that Yu Chilin?",

"Don't worry about it. I brought you here. Just say that you don't know him. Don't need to say anything else."

Guo Turong didn't expect to use his contacts when he came to inquire about the news. Although this person was involved at this time, although he was very embarrassed in his heart, he didn't show it on his face at all.

When I look back, I should say hello to the old martial arts from the anti-pornography team, and let them pay attention to this place.

After a while, Huang Mao came back from the phone call, his expression turned 180 degrees immediately, and he smiled sincerely:

"Since you are Yuchi's friends, we will treat you well and sit inside. What do you want?"

Just as Liu Hecheng was about to speak, Guo Turong rushed ahead of him and said, "What's so good about you?"

"That depends on what you want."

Guo Turong savored his words, he didn't seem to be talking about food and drinks, but the hostess in it, so he said: "I like petite, cute, and understanding."

"Okay, sit here for a while, and I'll arrange it for you right away."

Guo Turong chose a seat near the innermost corner. Sitting here, he can see the outside, but is not easily disturbed by people passing by.

Seeing that there was no one nearby, Liu Hecheng leaned closer and said, "Brother Guo, you're such a good showman, you just perfectly performed a pervert."

Guo Turong bumped him with his knee, leaned on the sofa and said, "People here are very vigilant. You can pretend to be here for the first time, be shy, and keep talking."

The corner of Liu Hecheng's mouth twitched and said, "I never understood why you didn't just call people to the bureau, which saves time and money. Why bother to come here?"

"I don't understand, why don't you ask?"

Liu Hecheng scratched his head with a little embarrassment in his voice: "I dare not ask. When I saw the team leader, my brain short-circuited and my calf twisted."

Guo Turong smiled happily: "That's the face he scares people. Hey, someone is here, let's talk later, be careful not to slip up."

Liu Hecheng turned his head and got stuck to see the yellow-haired man coming over, and approached Guo Turong with a booklet in his hand:

"Brother Rong, take a look and see if there is anything you like here."

Liu Hecheng poked his head over, looked at the booklet that Guo Turong had opened, and couldn't help but whistle:

"so much?"

Guo Turong beat Liu Hecheng on the head with the booklet in his hand:

"What a fuss, can you be a little bit promising?"

Liu Hecheng quickly covered his mouth and remained silent.

Huang Mao could tell at a glance that this person had never seen the world. Looking at Guo Turong's posture, he seemed to have experienced many battles. In addition, the person they just reported was absolutely true, so he didn't have any doubts: "How much?" You will understand after coming here a few times, there is definitely the gentle town you want here."

Guo Turong opened the brochure, and the women in it were all heavily made-up, and looked similar except for fat and thin faces and hairstyles.In this album, there are several women's photos with the word flop printed on a layer of transparent plastic film, and some are not. Huang Mao explained next to it:

"The flop is already ordered by the customer, and the rest can be chosen."

"Flop, we have become emperors together."

"That's right, this is the three thousand beauties of the harem."

He flipped through it from the beginning to the end, and there was no Qu Jing in the photo, but there was a vacant place, and there was a black sign on the photo. It seemed that the person in it was not Qu Jing, but it seemed that the boss had informed her. But let them take the photo away.

After Guo Turong looked it over, he ordered two women: "These two. Let's have some food and drink."

A trace of uncertainty flashed across Huang Mao's eyes, and he looked at Guo Turong: "Are you sure about these two?"

"What? Is there a problem?"

"No, these two have agreed, but they won't be on stage."

Guo Turong took a closer look at the brochure. There were red tags next to the photos of the two people, and he felt more confident, but he said angrily, "What do you mean?"

"Literally. They only serve drinks."

Guo Turong gave a clear ah and said, "I have no place to go today, and I didn't bring my ID card with me."

"We can solve this problem here." Huang Mao raised his chin and pointed towards the closed doors.

"Here? I don't have this habit. We are doing it inside, and there are a lot of people sitting outside. I can't get hard."

Liu Hecheng, who was drinking water to hide his nervousness, almost spit out.

Looking at Guo Turong's eyes with 120 points of admiration!