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Wu Fengrong suppressed the anger in his heart, and his expression became dignified unconsciously: "I can't be so nonsense anymore, I dare to do this on a train with people coming and going in the daytime, is there any legal dignity? Just because of my injury, I want to They can send special police here. This is a terrorist attack! It can be killed directly!"
Zhou Yanling said: "We also need to figure out their purpose. The behind-the-scenes writer who asked me to get in the car to find the murderer must have his intentions. I don't think it's as simple as just finding out the real murderer." If only the real murderer is caught, You can hand over the evidence materials to the criminal police, indicating that catching the real murderer is only for one purpose, I am afraid this mysterious person has other meanings. What Zhou Yanling couldn't figure out all the time was why the criminal police couldn't investigate the case and must send him to the car? This mysterious man seems to dislike the police very much. He wants to avoid the labor police force and is eager to catch the real culprit. Is there any hidden meaning
"Eat something first." Zhou Yanling said, "My stomach can't bear the delay of lunch until now."
There are two iron lunch boxes on the table, which are the crew's lunch. Zhou Yanling wanted to put them in the microwave and turn them around for a while, but he frowned when he opened the lid. The roast pork was greasy, the spinach was soft and rotten, and the red and green were crowded together to make people lose their appetite. Wu Fengrong just hit his head, maybe he still has nausea, so eating this kind of food is definitely not acceptable.
Zhou Yanling changed his mind and borrowed the kitchen, ready-made some white rice porridge, scrambled two tender eggs, and found a small piece of frozen chicken, thawed and boiled, shredded by hand, and mixed with sesame oil, rice wine, balsamic vinegar, and white sugar. Then cut raw cucumbers, carrots, and green onions into shreds and mix them into a cold chicken shredded dish.
"I didn't put any salt, so you can't eat something with a strong taste now. There are few things in the car. If I'm at home, I'm used to adding a little mustard to mix it in. The mustard doesn't get hot like peppers, but it can add a little flavor and refresh my mind. "Zhou Yanling fed a chopstick of shredded chicken to his mouth: "When I get back to Tongzhou, when I have time, I will invite you to my house for a light meal. The food doesn't need to be too expensive, and it tastes good if it tastes right."
Wu Fengrong has always been a worrying person, and after finally enjoying a blessing, he is very satisfied. He bit his chopsticks and smelled the scent of sesame oil mixed with chicken shreds on Zhou Yanling's fingers. clean. Zhou Yanling calmly put down his chopsticks so that his fingers could be stirred in his mouth. Wu Fengrong's flexible tongue was wrapped around, it was wet and hot, and the coating on the tongue scratched the skin of the fingers. Zhou Yanling's expression remained the same, as if he was just doing an ordinary oral examination. He ran his fingers around the gum basin under his bite, and counted all the teeth clearly. Take a sip.
Zhou Yanling suddenly pulled out his fingers, and put his mouth towards him while holding the person. Wu Fengrong took it smoothly and sucked greedily and eagerly. His mouth was still drooling, and he didn't have time to wipe it. His mind was full of sesame oil and sesame oil chicken shreds. Zhou Yanling was in a good mood, and laughed out loud in his throat. The heads of the two were staggered, and their noses were rubbed many times, and their noses were warm.
"Guess how many times I kissed you when you were sleeping?" Zhou Yanling said in his ear.
Wu Fengrong's eyes crooked with a smile: "How do I know, I have to count when I sleep?"
"While I kiss you, I think of you as a person, and I have to do my best in everything, only when people owe you what you owe others. It seems that you are helping me in the murder case, but I actually owe it to you. Your favor, you like to hold people in your hands like this, so people can't run away," Zhou Yanling looked deeply at Wu Fengrong's eyes, Wu Fengrong's eyes were so beautiful, there was a light spot on the pupil, around the pupil The deepest circle twirled around, looking alive and bright, and looking at it made people feel hopeful and alive, Zhou Yanling unconsciously said because of the pair of eyes, "I think you are really cute when I think about it. , It's cute and painful, so I kissed it a couple more times when I didn't want to, and I'm even more reluctant to kiss more, do you think I'm particularly selfish?"
Wu Fengrong got tired of hearing it, and got goosebumps: "You are so shameless."
Zhou Yanling laughed cheekily and asked him to scold him, but he didn't feel ashamed. Wu Fengrong stayed in his arms for a while, and the plate of cold chicken shreds, you feed me a bite, finally ate it clean, and I don't know how many mouthfuls I ate.
"Xintao didn't embarrass you, did he?" Wu Fengrong asked.
Zhou Yanling joked: "Are you so sure that he can embarrass me?"
Wu Fengrong slandered, and Zhao Xintao knew how many pounds and taels that it was good for Zhou Yanling not to suffer, of course, it was not a problem. But he had been unconscious for so long. Someone must discuss with Zhao Xintao about the matter of stopping and handing over. Zhou Yanling is not a member of the flight crew. In fact, there is no need to bother to clean up this stall. One side compromised.
"The people I brought out are of the same mind as me." Wu Fengrong said proudly.
Zhou Yanling sneered: "Well, he is very loyal, you don't have to doubt it, it's just that his brain is not good."
Wu Fengrong said: "He came with me from the south, and this fate was not easy at first. You asked me before why you came here from the south, and I said that I came here from a colleague, and I didn't fool you. This is the other way around. One. Second, my relationship with my family is not good either. Even if I cut off the relationship with the other side by taking this opportunity, no one will be able to hinder me in the future. For me, it was also a difficult time. Xintao came with me, he is not very clever, but his heart is good, we are not seeking perfection, it is not easy to be able to share weal and woe."
He had never heard him mention his family before, so Zhou Yanling sat up unconsciously.
"What's going on at home? Can you tell me?"
Wu Fengrong's eyes darkened, and anger appeared on his face. Zhou Yanling was secretly surprised, it must be a dangerous and surprising story. In the blink of an eye, Wu Fengrong's face turned and calmed down, revealing some sadness.
18. Can't go back
"There's nothing that can't be said." Wu Fengrong said.
Zhou Yanling took his hand: "Then say it, I'll listen."
"If I make up a story, how do you know I'm not lying to you?"
"It's hard to make up a story. If you don't want to say it, don't say it. There's no need to work hard."
Wu Fengrong sucked on the chopsticks, the aroma of sesame oil in his mouth aftertaste. He remembered a lively courtyard. The stainless steel electric retractable door was like two silver armored dragons lying at the door. They sang when they moved, and the lively electronic piano music of Dili Dili was rare in other places. They were a rare advanced group . The entrance is a fifteen-story building with red tiles, which is one of the top ten high-rise buildings in the city. On the top of the building are the four characters of "Nancheng Newspaper" made of neon tubes. Stylish and majestic. From morning to night, the two dragons sang non-stop, the building did not turn off the lights all night, and the busy people stepped on their front feet on their heels.
"Our family was assigned to the staff room of the newspaper office relatively early. I grew up in the courtyard of the old Nancheng newspaper office. Many people in the southern media industry know about our family. If you ask how many southern departments are now The editor-in-chief of my father should also know my father's name. My father has been a reporter for most of his life, running social news, and in the late 1990s, he wrote several well-known articles, such as child labor factories, violent demolitions, smuggling, theft and sale of land resources... It caused a sensation. Ten years ago, the newspaper office was in full swing. If I dared to speak and speak, my dad would get out of the way. My mother was originally an intern he brought out, and she brought it home with her." Wu Fengrong joked Said: "The tradition of 'bringing interns home' in the media industry has also been passed down from my father's generation."
"The two of them have a very good relationship, have the same interests, and are more vocal. They are both very playful people, and they go into the gray area, but it may not be a good thing for the family. I had a good time when I was in elementary school. Worrying about being afraid, I am often threatened by someone coming to my house. Either someone knocks on the door in the middle of the night, or I go out in the morning and see the walkway being spray-painted. I may not get a call to the two of them, and I don’t know where to go undercover or celebrate. Not to mention going home. It's good to see each other for a week."
Wu Fengrong smiled: "Although I'm afraid, my parents explained to me that they have great energy and can change the world. How expansive it was to be a reporter in the past, a piece of writing has changed a lot. Because my dad exposed illegal employment The problem of child labor has shut down a number of black factories in the suburbs. Many people wrote thank you letters to him, praising him for his chivalry and uprightness. His manuscripts won numerous awards, and the entire glass case was filled with large and small pennants, trophies, and awards. Call him a reincarnation of a Bodhisattva. I'm also very proud, my parents are amazing people, and they want to save the world from water and fire."
Out of the corner of Zhou Yanling's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the heroic golden emblem on his chest, and the square seal with the big thumb was shining brightly.
"When I went to college, something finally happened. First, the print media was indeed declining, and the traditional media industry was squeezed by new media. Second, after several incidents, the Southern Department was severely suppressed. Zhang Bu I started talking. That year happened to be a key point in the reform of medicine. My dad went to the underground drug dealer for a month to make an unannounced visit and was injured. As a result, the manuscript was published and the accident happened the next day. The editor-in-chief was called to talk, and in the afternoon Arrested my dad. The Public Security Bureau went to the editorial department and took him directly in front of the computer desk. My mother was terrified, she called me, just said 'Stay at school, don't come back' and hung up ."
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