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In the boundless darkness, a sense of uncontrollable falling suddenly gripped Lu Che's nerves. He twitched like an electric shock, and opened his eyes with difficulty. But there was a series of subtle tingling sensations suddenly, and Lu Che frowned. He wanted to sit up, but when he moved, he realized that his hands were tied behind his back.

Consciousness gradually returned to the brain, Lu Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and his chaotic head gradually cleared up. He heard someone talking, probably in the direction of the balcony.

Lu Zhe looked up with difficulty, and through the window of the balcony, he could see a thin and refined figure on the phone. His voice was not loud, and Lu Zhe struggled to hear a few words. The police came to restrain themselves.

Lu Zhe regained his sanity a bit, looked around, the whole room was luxurious and low-key, only a big light was turned on above his head, there was no one else in the room except him, An Baiwei and others did not know where they were taken——Lu Zhe silently Sighing, An Baiwei still likes the risky trick of fishing with a line.

He was thinking about how to get out, when the caller on the balcony opened the door and walked in. Seeing that Lu Zhe was awake, he hung up the phone, leaned against the balcony door and looked at Lu Zhe leisurely, with a half-smile on his face. expression.

Lu Zhe frowned and looked at him. Before he fainted completely, he heard Kong Rubei call a name——Han Shaowei. After Han Shaowei looked at him a few times, Lu Zhe remembered that he had been injected with some kind of drug. It was here when I woke up, so the person in front of me was most likely that Han Shaowei.

He opened his mouth, wanting to call this name, but he just spit out a series of hoarse syllables, his throat felt uncomfortable as if it was blocked by a ball of cotton wool.

The person on the opposite side smiled when he saw this: "Lu Zhe."

Lu Zhe was startled, wondering how this man knew his name.

"Your expression is really sad." He covered his chest, walked slowly to the bedside table, picked up two goblets, poured one-third of the red wine into each of the two glasses gracefully, and smiled. Said, "The medicine I gave you takes effect quite quickly. You don't want to talk in a short time. So, listen to me."

He picked up one of the glasses of red wine, and gently raised it in Lu Zhe's direction: "You may not remember the name Han Shaowei, after all, it has been many years, and I don't expect you to remember anything. If I remember correctly , we were neighbors at that time, you were very young, lively and active, every time my grandma brought dumplings to your house, you would stick behind me, brother Wei called..."

Han Shaowei paused, looked at Lu Zhe's wide-open eyes and smiled: "Look, I said you don't remember. But I remember very clearly. The kid next door is thinking about how to sneak into my house every day. I played house with me, and I was willing to accompany you to toss, so I ran to your house every day after school, played with you for a while when my uncles and aunts were not off work, and then ran back to my house before they came back... My grandma found out, so grandma will make dumplings every day and ask you to come to my house to eat, so you can play with me in a fair manner."

"But then you moved, and my grandma didn't know who to send the dumplings to..." Han Shaowei looked down at the red wine in the glass melancholy, and said quietly, "...you still like to eat dumplings filled with pure meat ?"

Lu Zhe froze on the bed, trembling inexplicably.

Han Shaowei took a sip of the red wine and smacked the taste: "The name Lu Zhe was the one I was looking for for a long time after that, and I was thinking, who is such a difficult kid to deal with after he moves? Playing house with him? Every time you say with a cold face that you want to be a prince, except for me willing to be a princess, who else has ever worn such an ugly wig for you?"

"Later, you never showed up, and this name gradually disappeared...until today." Han Shaowei stretched out a hand and slowly stroked Shang Lu Zhe's slightly red earlobe due to drunkenness, and said in a deep voice, "I saw You recognized it at the first sight, isn't this my little prince, why is he so drunk?"

"Police is a good job, but I don't think it's suitable for you..." Han Shaowei smiled suddenly, approached Lu Zhe faintly, and said softly, "...it's not suitable for me."

After finishing speaking, he tilted down the goblet, and the dark red liquid in the cup snaked into Lu Zhe's neckline like a snake. Lu Zhe was so cold that he shivered. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Shaowei coldly.

Han Shaowei poured all the wine in the glass on Lu Zhe, smiled playfully, looked at Lu Zhe from a distance, and shrugged: "You should wear a white shirt today, red wine is more sexy, and black shirts can be seen in everything." It's a disappointment not to come out."

Lu Zhe tremblingly felt the red wine flowing over his body. It was a little itchy and sticky. Although the black shirt could not see the color of the red wine, it still seemed like blood was flowing through his body, which made Lu Zhe very uncomfortable.

"You are investigating the affairs of the Shanghai Normal University, aren't you?" The smile on Han Shaowei's face faded a little bit, and he looked down at Lu Zhe, "I'm going to say a way to get the best of both worlds, see if it works."

"You withdraw the police. According to the school's statement, announce that the girl committed suicide, and only deal with the two people who raped and murdered. As for the security office, someone will punish it-this is the best way I can think of. How? So?" Han Shaowei said lightly, "If you insist on investigating, you won't even be able to deal with the two people who raped and murdered you, and you'll even end up here...I won't lie to you, Lu Zhe, this is not what you want to see ending?"

He poured another glass of red wine, slowly sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and whispered to Lu Che, "But when it's done, I want you."

One hand clasped the back of Han Shaowei's neck like lightning, and at the same time one leg was pinned to his waist. Lu Che was not at all limp like a drunk person, on the contrary, he was even more agile than normal people.

Lu Zhe grabbed Han Shaowei and pressed him firmly on the bed. The rope that bound his wrist at the beginning was scattered aside at some point, which looked extremely ironic.

Han Shaowei was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes, and smiled: "My little prince, you have become so fierce."

Lu Zhe tightened his strength a little bit, pressed on Han Shaowei with a livid face, bent down and picked up another glass of red wine that had been untouched on the bedside table, raised his head and drank it, then let go, the goblet fell to the floor , the sound is crisp.

He cleared his throat with difficulty, feeling better, then said in a hoarse voice, "Naive."

Han Shaowei didn't speak, but just smiled slightly with his back to Lu Zhe.

"What's the hidden story about the security office?" Lu Che's voice seemed to be sanded, it was extremely unpleasant, he cleared his throat vigorously, and did not dare to weaken his strength, "Also, who is the security office for?" Doing things, who are you working for?"

Han Shaowei clicked his tongue softly: "Baby, don't speak so hard, it will seriously damage your vocal cords. Be obedient, let me go first, and I'll pour you a glass of water."

With a stiff face, Lu Zhe kicked up: "Answer me!"

"Don't be so nervous, Lu Zhe." Han Shaowei said slowly, as if he couldn't feel the pain, "You should choose to trust me instead of being so cruel to me... After all, during the hour when you passed out, I I can torture you all I want, but I don't."

Lu Zhe's hands trembled.

"Also, Lu Zhe, are you in poor health?" Han Shaowei turned his head slightly, and smiled, "My medicine only makes people silence their voices, but you fainted, and I almost cried out in fright. Doctor, by the way, I forgot to say, your acting skills are really clumsy, I feel stiff everywhere... Anyway, I have dabbled in medicine, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to deal with it like this."

Lu Zhe kept his face sullen and didn't speak.

"Since you're pretending to be drunk, your companions probably aren't really drunk. It's really hard for you. If you want to use the trick, you can lure a bigger fish out. Unfortunately, it's you who ruined it." Han Shaowei pretended to be helpless and said, "Lu Zhe, To be honest, among the people you see so far, I am the biggest fish, and besides that, you won't find anyone else."

"If you let me go now, I can still drink with you, chat, talk about the past, and even talk about the case you are investigating, but if I count to three and you don't let go, I will turn my face I don't recognize anyone anymore." Han Shaowei laughed, "One..."

Lu Zhe frowned, and pressed Han Shaowei firmly, always on guard against his sudden riot.

"……two……"

Han Shaowei smiled and shook his head helplessly.

"……three."

Lu Zhe let go of his hand abruptly, and at the same time took a step back vigilantly—not that he was afraid that the other party would turn his back on him.He is not afraid of Han Shaowei, even An Baiwei is not his opponent when it comes to fighting alone. The reason why he let go of Han Shaowei is because maybe he can get more clues.

Han Shaowei straightened up slowly as if stretching his waist, moved his stiff shoulders and wrists slowly, turned his head to look at Lu Zhe who was facing an enemy, and showed a friendly smile: "Come on, sit down and drink some wine. "

Lu Zhe stood there without moving.

"You are still as indifferent as ever, are you unwilling to have friendly exchanges? Do you have to tie you to the bed to listen to me obediently?" Han Shaowei said in an ambiguous tone.

"...Why did you kill Li Fudong?" Lu Che tensed his nerves, and asked the question straightforwardly—even though his voice was very hoarse.

Han Shaowei sat on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, and after pouring himself a cup, his expression slowly calmed down, and he said indifferently as if he was narrating something unimportant: "You should have heard what Kong Rubei said, he is greedy for money, so died."

"Now you have a life on your hands."

"One?" Han Shaowei opened his eyes wide as if he heard some joke, and shook the glass amusedly. The red wine swirled against the glass with inertia, like a headless chicken, "Are you threatening me to go to jail, Lu Zhe? No use."

"I can't even count how many people I have killed and how many lives I have taken in the past few years. You don't know, Lu Zhe, after you moved, my grandma was poisoned to death by his own son." Han Shaowei's voice was slow He lowered his voice slowly, with a murderous intent grinding between his lips and teeth, "My grandma and her son are a policeman, do you understand the police? It's the kind of you who say you want to punish evil and promote good, but you don't know that you are using the police under the guise of What are you doing!"

"After that, I never trusted any policeman again. They were only doing things for money. Money can be turned around by ghosts, let alone a few little policemen?" Han Shaowei narrowed his eyes happily and said meaningfully. Said, "And what I do is just a job that makes money. I want to make my people surrender in front of money. There is a saying--more money makes you unable to close your legs, that's what it means , call the wind and call the rain, do whatever you want."

"You're crazy..." Lu Zhe opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and took a few steps back unconsciously. He felt that the man in front of him was not the same person as the vague brother Wei in his memory.The man in front of him is more like a devil who has fallen into the world, grinding the sharpest fangs, drinking the strongest red wine, and putting people to death with elegant gestures.

"I'm not crazy, I just feel that living like that is too tiring." Han Shaowei drank up the red wine in his glass and smiled at Lu Zhe, "I called you here not only because I recognized you, but also because I wanted to ask you a question. You have to answer me seriously..."

"...Do you want to work with me?"

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In fact, he is so handsome that he can't close his legs XD