I've checked you, don't ask me how I checked, I've been in this business for more than ten years, and you'd better not know about the wrong channels. Since I'm going to get on this train, I can't hide it from you, so I might as well do it first. "
Wu Fengrong narrowed his eyes.
"So let the crew find you, lead me to the carriage, and convince me to help you, is it your plan early in the morning?"
"Well, as soon as the flight attendant left, I changed my clothes and threw the original luggage out of the car. You'll know what's next."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"If I told you, you would suspect it along with the text message later. You would think that this detective game was also planned and made up by me. I can't take this risk."
"How can you be sure to bring me here and let me help you?"
Zhou Yanling raised his hand and stroked his hair: "I'm not sure, I can only try it. I was also surprised when you said you believed in me. I really don't want to disappoint you, Rongrong, to be here I'm glad to meet you."
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Mr. Zhou got into the car when he was ready, and he had a lot of hearts =. =
8. Excuse me, Mr. Zhou, move your hands and help me take off
"Rongrong, I'm glad to meet you here."
Wu Fengrong turned his head away unnaturally: "It would be nonsense to ask me to believe you wholeheartedly. I'm not going to accompany you, I didn't mean to doubt you, you also... Consider my pressure." He hesitated before making that call, but finally He convinced himself with work pressure that it wasn't because he didn't want to trust him. It was too much to ask an adult to trust him within a day of meeting him. Besides, Zhou Yanling himself is not an honest person, and he cannot impose such demands on others.
Zhou Yanling smiled slightly with his hands behind his back, and didn't mind at all: "Just say it clearly, it's fine."
He was not in a hurry to put on his clothes, and took care of his wounds slowly. The wound was opened again, and it collapsed miserably. Wu Fengrong looked a little guilty, so he found hydrogen peroxide for disinfection and cleaning. It was originally to bandage the wound, but Zhou Yanlin grabbed his hand without a trace, hovering around the edge of the pectoral muscle between the ribs. Wu Fengrong's hands were like the bottom of a dry ashes pot, rough and hard. They were hands that worked all the year round, but Zhou Yanling didn't mind.
"You see, shaving and interrogation, and forcing people to strip off their clothes to prove their innocence, is it considered lynching to extract a confession?"
Wu Fengrong glanced at him angrily, grabbed his tits and pinched his head. Zhou Yanling pinched him gasping for breath, without saying it hurt, staring at him as if he wanted to eat people. Wu Fengrong was not afraid of him. He took off his military coat and put it on a chair. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou wants compensation?"
Zhou Yanling looked submissive: "That's not what I meant. I think it's unpleasant, and it's also because we don't know each other well. If the train conductor is willing to give a chance to communicate, it's not easy to have any misunderstandings in the future."
This man is virtuous, hypocritical and greedy. Wu Fengrong secretly scolded a hypocrite, too lazy to pretend, Zhou Yanling wanted to play and he was willing to accompany him.
"Okay, it's me, Wu Fengrong, who is too outrageous and has no reason to make the passengers unhappy. Today I will have a good time with Mr. Zhou. Shall we have a boxing session? If I lose, I will take off one piece. Can you take off my pants I'll let it go. If it's a draw, I'll tell you a secret on this train." He added, "If I win..." He took Zhou Yanling's hand and put it on his coat button, unbuttoning the collar of his uniform Two buttons, and said in a low voice, "Please, Mr. Zhou, move your respectful hand and help me take it off."
Zhou Yanling can't wait to strip him straight away now. A broken train, full of rogue bandits, either deadly or robbery! He Zhou Yanling boasted that he was afraid of rolling over in Fengyuechang, but he turned out to be a master from the people. What kind of heroic conductor, what civil servant, who has ever seen a conductor who made a man undress? Isn't this what a rogue boss is
He pulled Wu Fengrong's face over and kissed it, directly to the Adam's apple, where he bit a clear tooth mark. He could see clearly that there was a sweater and a shirt under the uniform jacket, and maybe a vest under the shirt, and adding the pants, it was not easy to strip Wu Fengrong clean within ten rounds.
Zhou Yanling did a lot of things like boxing, drinking, and undressing. In the early years, clients socialized day and night, and he couldn't even shout when he drank, let alone counting his ten fingers. He moved his wrist twice, confident. The two big men were sitting on the bed practicing punches, and it was six, six, six, and the house was full. Wu Fengrong lost a game first, and he lost very clearly. He called Ba and raised his hand, and came out with a finger. He took off his jacket generously and loosened the collar of his sweater.
"I'll give you a little secret." He said with a smile: "You may not be familiar with the structure of trains. Many things on trains can kill people. For example, the windshield at the connection of the carriages is the place like the accordion telescopic box. When the train turns and changes lanes, the windshield acts as a connection buffer, so that the carriage and the carriage will not be disconnected. Now new cars generally add an extra buffer under the windshield, so that the position where the carriage is connected will not be so bumpy. , the windshield is less worn. Our car is an old car, there are two places without buffers, one is the No. 2 to No. 3 cars, and the other is No. 9 to No. 10 cars. Now you can't notice it, go up the hill and turn around You'll understand when you say it, don't stand in these two places, I'm not responsible if something goes wrong."
Zhou Yanling frowned: "What will happen?"
Wu Fengrong said: "I was a small flight attendant back then. I ran there at night to make a phone call, and I was terrified. When I turned a corner, it suddenly narrowed by two-thirds, leaving only a position as wide as a person's sideways. Fortunately, I didn't stand upright. In the middle, otherwise there will be no person like me today." Wu Fengrong said: "The curve on the mountain is narrow and the curvature is large, and sometimes the windshield is exposed on one side, and if people stand there, they will fall directly from the carriage, and there is an abyss below. You've been smashed to pieces, and there's nothing left. So all day broadcasts telling you to 'don't stand at the junction of the carriages', don't take it as a joke and not listen to it."
When the battle was in full swing, Zhou Yanling's mind stayed on the windshield and had yet to react. He casually called the fifth leader, then looked down and saw that his five fingers were facing Wu Fengrong's two. Wu Fengrong pulled back his hand with a smile, this time he won.
Zhou Yanling's eyes became hot, and he returned to Wu Fengrong, leaned over and grabbed the hem of his sweater, and touched it inside. The sweaters piled up along his arms, and through the shirt he felt the skeleton of Wu Fengrong's upper body, except for the waist, there was no extra flesh, and he was thinner than a woman. He put his hand under Wu Fengrong's ribs and rubbed it back and forth—
"The night I was scratched, I almost couldn't go to the hospital. I had a lot of blood, and I had no energy, and the pain was so bad that my head was not clear. I had never been in such pain. The doctor told me that the abdomen is a place with dense nerves. The technique is good, it is not easy to die, but the pain is worse than death. I think, that is also, I have cut off other people's wealth, how can I not let me hurt? "
The faces of the two were close to each other, and Zhou Yanling's nose lightly rubbed against Wu Fengrong's ear, a little itchy. The hand on the abdomen seemed to be able to transfer the pain to Wu Fengrong, making his breathing suppressed and his body chilled. His hand covered the back of Zhou Yanling's hand.
"Don't think blindly, how much money is worth such a big hole? Life is the most important thing."
"One day you will kill me, and I will give it to you with both hands."
Wu Fengrong let out a vague laugh in his throat, raised his arm so that he could take off the sweater, and pulled up the bangs at the neckline, Zhou Yanling grabbed the hair on his forehead and smoothed it back. Wu Fengrong shook his head, as if he didn't want to be touched like this. Because of this refusal, Zhou Yanling slapped the sweater on the bed and made a muffled sound. He couldn't tell if he was irritated by the relationship.
Very close and inaccessible.
Punching is always more flat, and Wu Fengrong's secret is shaking more and more. Speaking of the team members, he said: "I told the vice-commander about your situation. Xintao is my own person. I can trust him and I need him to cooperate with a lot of work. You are lucky. Plainclothes, there are also fewer police officers. When the passenger load factor on the car is not high, the police force will be relatively small.”
He took off his shirt and vest himself, and a fine layer of goose bumps sifted out of his skin. Zhou Yanling saw that there was a dark red birthmark on his belly button, only the size of his thumb, not very prominent, like a wet halo that had melted away from tears and stuck to his stomach.
Then they talked about lighting. Wu Fengrong said: "There is an antique gas lamp in the dining car. It was left from the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it hangs next to the boiler. Many crew members have expressed their opinion that it is too dangerous to hang a gas lamp next to the stove. The old driver also made up his mind to I took it down, but it was very laborious to take it apart. I had to move the stove, and I didn’t bother to spend it, so I kept it until now. The lamp still works, I have lit it, and it lights up beautifully at night.”
His pants were also taken off, leaving a pair of boxer briefs and two snow-white socks. Wu Fengrong pulled up the edge of his panties and slapped the elastic band on his lower abdomen. Zhou Yanling grabbed his two feet wrapped in cotton socks and dragged him into his arms, playing with his beautiful ankles. Wu Fengrong let out a low panting, seeing Zhou Yanling lowered his head, put his toes in his mouth through the cloth, and felt a warm damp heat on his fingers. His heart trembled, Zhou Yanling's teeth hooked on the fabric and pulled off the entire sock.
Rao Shi Wu Fengrong couldn't help blushing when he saw the man holding his socks. He sat up straight, his back so stiff that he could almost hear the rattling between the knuckles.