The lump got up: "Tsk tsk, how uncomfortable it is to sit on the ground, the cold is heavy, it's time to say that I tortured the prisoner, let's go back to bed?"
Zhou Yanling sneered: "Rongrong, this thing can't be used casually, it will kill people." Before he finished, he was pulled up forcefully, the handcuffs were hung up, Wu Fengrong kicked him on the chest and kicked him onto the mattress superior. That kick was not very strong, and the kick made his heart beat faster, and flowers exploded in his brain, as if the whole world was celebrating.
"Don't worry, I can't bear it." Wu Fengrong said condescendingly.
Zhou Yanling looked at him from this angle. He was very charming and unrestrained. Which man couldn't be bothered to see him? Zhou Yanling couldn't care about the golden stick and the silver stick, he greedily stuck out his tongue and licked his mouth, suddenly bit on the stick, pulled back suddenly, and dragged him with the stick. Wu Fengrong didn't dare to resist, for fear that his teeth would collapse and fall into his arms.
Before he could speak, he was kissed fiercely on the neck. Zhou Yanling rubbed the other hand that was not clasped under his waist: "Can't bear me, or can't bear this stick?" Wu Fengrong felt that something was half hard against his leg, and suddenly became angry.
Good you Zhou Yanling, what kind of skill is it to tease people? If you have the ability, don't get caught, and if you have the ability, you can also remove the handcuffs! Do you think that I, Wu Fengrong, are alone in this stick? If you don't smoke again, you won't know who is talking in this car!
The conductor propped himself up in a fit of anger and slapped his chest with his baton. That thing was cold, hard and direct, even if there was a layer of clothes, Zhou Yanling was immediately beaten and shut up. The stick head also avoided the wound under his ribs, leaving only sharp pain in the pectoral muscles. He didn't need to look to know that there would be a thin red mark on the skin, which must be very beautiful. Thinking that this was the trace Wu Fengrong left on him, he was actually a little proud.
Wu Fengrong is not blind, Zhou Yanling's eyes were full of excitement and not a little bit of fear, he was in a hurry, and the stick head focused on two sensitive points and slapped hard. Zhou Yanling's mouth was dry, and his anger was pouring down. After all, this fellow has fought battles before, so he can bear the pain, and he doesn't know what his face is for a long time.
Seeing Wu Fengrong's hands trembling softly, he avoided even looking at each other. He could only complain in his heart that he wasn't up to his expectations: "Isn't it exciting enough? Would you like me to find you a live one to play with? You don't think I am a person. Are you ready?" He said four more strokes on the left and right sides.
He can't count the number of shots, and he uses all his strength, and it's really terrible to fight like this. Zhou Yanling cut off the stick with one hand at the right time and threw the thing aside. He is not afraid of getting hurt, Wu Fengrong is not worth it if he is hurt.
"Okay, okay, I admit my mistake, I admit my mistake." Zhou Yanling begged for mercy with a shy face: "Ancestor, I beat him before, if it doesn't calm down, I will fight again later, rest first, you can't be so angry."
"Can I not be angry? Who am I angry and want to tell you more clearly?" Wu Fengrong grinned: "Do you think I am willing to be angry? Who am I working hard for? I will be in Wancheng in a while. Just hand over you and the thief to the police, I can't be mad at me!"
Zhou Yanling smiled apologetically: "I know you're here for me, and I've caused you trouble. I apologize to you about Zhao Xintao. He is your person. I should save him some face, and I'll take care of you." Said After finishing, he rubbed his nose, a little unwilling: "I admit, I'm a little jealous, why is he the most caring and sensible? Do the people around you still have to be ranked according to their seniority? People who waved their fists with a cold face, he must think that I brought you bad!"
Wu Fengrong was still angry at first, but when he heard this, he laughed.
"He just thinks you have ruined me. Who made you want to be wanted all over the country now? He is afraid that you will ruin my reputation as a heroic train captain."
Zhou Yanling's face sank: "I, Zhou Yanling, can't afford this crime."
Finally, it was Wu Fengrong's turn to be proud. The baton slid down his belly to the side of his ear and forcibly hooked the man's neck.
"I paid for Mr. Zhou's reputation, and Mr. Zhou has to promise himself, don't you remember?"
Zhou Yanling raised his neck to reach his lips, and told Wu Fengrong to turn his head and hide. Zhou Yanling thought he was unwilling, and his mood was even worse. Unexpectedly, Wu Fengrong took the initiative to lean over and kiss the corner of his mouth. The kiss was gentle and gentle. At the end, he lowered his body and kissed his chest that had just been beaten through his clothes. Zhou Yanling raised his chest and sighed contentedly.
"Rongrong, if you don't want to, then forget it. You should play with me, and don't remember it after playing." Zhou Yanling was reluctant after all. Wu Fengrong shouldn't be soaked in sewage for him.
This game was originally meant to be half-hearted, true and false for adults. Zhou Yanling and Wu Fengrong played a lot in the past. It was not too late to get out of the game at this time. , I'm afraid I won't be able to leave in the future.
"Are you worried about me or about yourself?" Wu Fengrong asked.
Zhou Yanling looked at him lovingly: "Last time I said that I was serious when I met you late, and I really hate it. In fact, I have no clue in my heart. If this calamity can't be overcome, you will be the last in my life. Beautiful memories, I can't help but wonder, God sent you to me at this time, maybe it's my last beautiful dream. I dare not take it seriously, Rongrong, what am I afraid of? I am willing to take it seriously Give it to you, I will remember you, no matter what happens in the future, I will remember you, are you willing to remember me?"
Wu Fengrong and his head were on their heads, and the tip of the nose was against the tip of the nose. After a while, he sighed heavily.
"Look at you, you don't want me, and tell me not to remember you. We adults can't be so headstrong, Yan Ling." Wu Fengrong paused and said solemnly: "What I promised you will be done, I promise. I will remember you, I will remember you."
Zhou Yanling's body suddenly became hot and cold, and his mind was in a trance. When people are happy to the extreme, they lose their minds. Even if Wu Fengrong is coaxing him, he feels happy. He fiddled with Wu Fengrong's hair on the temples and kissed his temples tightly.
Wu Fengrong rested his chin in one hand and played with the buttons on his clothes in the other, looking very cute.
"Speaking of business, time is running out, we only have three hours left."
"What three hours?"
"There are still three hours to Wancheng."
Zhou Yanling understood. The marshals contacted the Wancheng police, which meant that the Wancheng police knew that he was in the car. If the real culprit cannot be caught within three hours, he will follow the police.
The time of thirty hours was suddenly shortened tenfold.
Wu Fengrong was not in the mood to joke anymore. He put away the baton, untied the handcuffs, and said, "We will ask each person on the list separately, there will always be some clues. If the suspect sees you, he may reveal his fault. If you shout to the police, you just have a good idea. The mysterious man's text message said that the evidence can be found, maybe it is on him, and it is not impossible to search the luggage if necessary. To that mysterious man, just say that the situation has changed, you don't have much time left, and let him help you think of a way. Since he asked you to get in the car to arrest someone, he still hopes that you can arrest someone, no matter what the reason is, at least You have the same goal, and he should help you for that."
Instead, Zhou Yanling didn't move immediately and fell into silence. Wu Fengrong looked at his watch and his expression became anxious.
"Wait a minute, you said that when the suspect saw me, I would yell and call the police, right?"
"Otherwise, if he can't catch you, how can he escape?"
Zhou Yanling said: "What did the marshal say just now? 'Someone rushed to tell them that they saw me dangling in the carriage', who is this 'someone'? Could it be the suspect? The marshal will directly say that it is a crew member, indicating that it is a passenger. But you did not spread the news of the wanted criminal in the car to the passengers. The passenger will not deliberately pay attention to whether there is a wanted criminal in the car, and will call the police in a hurry. , may be the real murderer."
Wu Fengrong's eyes lit up, and he turned around to find the intercom.
The marshal replied: "It's a little boy, I don't know which carriage he is in. He came here alone, maybe a student. He sounds like a Tongzhou accent. He wears a long black down jacket and snow boots. It's also hard for me to describe, I can take you to him, I recognize it. What are you looking for him for?"
Wu Fengrong put down the walkie-talkie, pulled up Zhou Yanling and ran. The marshals found someone first. They crossed the No. 6 carriage and saw a boy in the first row near the windshield, sitting quietly by the window, seeing the conductor and Zhou Yanling walking towards him at the same time, his face was sluggish for a moment, in the end he was still calm .
Approaching, Wu Fengrong recognized it at a glance, isn't this the pair of little mandarin ducks who kissed inseparably on the windshield
"Brother Rong, it was he who told me that he saw a suspect in the car." The marshal said.
Wu Fengrong didn't see the girl and asked with a smile, "Meet again, classmate. I remember your surname, right? Where's your girlfriend?"
He Youan is a worried, fat and fair boy. He has a few pimples on his forehead, which are red and swollen, half-covered by his greasy bangs, and has a small ear hole in his ear. He doesn't wear earrings, and the small hole is lonely. Attached to the earlobe, it seems that his earlobe is very large. In the words of the old man, he is a lucky person. Wu Fengrong squatted down to be at eye level with him. His eyes were very calm, and he quietly and quietly hid his thoughts that did not belong to young people. He looked at Wu Fengrong for a few seconds, but he didn't lose his momentum.
For a long time, he