Self-change
What does this mean? Could it be that I have some power in my body that healed fatigue damage and even lost blood? How could this be? If there was such a force, how could Fan Wei, as the person involved, be unaware of it.
Fan Wei was puzzled, but after another thought, there was no need to ask the bottom of everything, whether it was a blessing or a curse, but a curse that could not be avoided. Maybe it is a trace of strength left by the well-being spirit
Fan Wei stopped paying attention to this matter, probably because of relaxation, and a lot of questions appeared in Fan Wei's mind at the same time. Among them, the clearest and most urgent question was Captain Wang.
"How about Captain Wang?" Fan Wei looked at Duan Lin and others questioningly.
As a result, when Captain Wang was mentioned, everyone's expressions were not very good.
Seeing this situation, a bad premonition appeared in Fan Wei's heart: "Could it be that Captain Wang has already..."
If the clank and iron man fell, it would not only be a sad thing, but also a loss to the world.
Just when Fan Wei was inexplicably sad, Liu Xin explained: "Captain Wang is actually not dead."
"In that case, why are you in such a low mood?" Liu Xin bit her lip and said with emotion: "We know that you will definitely ask about the whereabouts of Captain Wang when you wake up, so before you leave the prison phoenix building, you searched for Captain Wang. He was found on the penultimate floor. At that time, he was in a deep coma with bruises and bruises. After he was sent to the hospital, the doctor said
The injuries that Captain Wang suffered are not fatal, but he may not be able to be a policeman anymore..."
For a man who respects the shoulder badge very much, not being a policeman is definitely the biggest blow in the world.
But in Fan Wei's view, Captain Wang was not dead, which is a blessing in misfortune.
"What evil did he encounter? Wandering soul?" Fan Wei felt that ordinary people encountered evil things, especially in places like Prison Phoenix Tower, and only low-level wandering souls were the most likely to survive by luck. After all, even the lowest-level walking corpse may be chewed from the remaining bones once encountered.
In the end, the fact was not what Fan Wei thought, because Liu Xin shook his head.
"It's not a ghost, what is it?" Fan Wei was puzzled, because apart from the wandering soul, there was really no other possibility to think of.
Liu Xin sighed lightly: "It's not an evil thing at all, because when we discovered Captain Wang, he had several small knives in his body. We have seen these small knives before, and they belong to Lin Shuo!"
Lin Shuo? Upon hearing this name, an anger spontaneously arose in Fan Wei's heart.
Even if it was to escape from birth, it is completely safe, Fan Wei still can't forget the scene of Lin Shuo crossing the river to demolish the bridge, leaving Fan Wei and others on the seventh floor to die!
I only saw Lin Shuo's men before, but didn't see Lin Shuo himself. I thought he had died in the hands of evil things. As a result, I never thought that good people don't live long, and the sentence of scourge for thousands of years has been fulfilled.
"Is he dead?" Fan Wei stared at Liu Xin, Lin Shuo's life and death undoubtedly became Fan Wei's most concern now.
Things backfired, Liu Xin shook his head: "Although I don't want to admit it, from the various signs left on the scene, Lin Shuo is obviously not dead."
"You mean that Lin Shuo can live alone in a place like the Prison Fenglou by virtue of his status as an ordinary person?" It's not that Fan Wei didn't believe Liu Xin's words, but that it seemed too unbelievable.
Ordinary Yang people entering a murderous house are a situation of nine deaths, not to mention the death place like the prisoner's Fenglou? This has nothing to do with the problem of skill, even if it is the world free-fighting champion, who is proficient in all weapons and fighting, and when encountering evil spirits, they can only be killed by spikes, and they will not have any effect.
Under Fan Wei's unbelievable gaze, Liu Xin smiled bitterly: "Obviously, he has escaped from the prison phoenix building, or in other words, much earlier than we escaped."
Fan Wei still didn't believe that Lin Shuo's fate was so big, but considering that Liu Xin would not lie to herself, Fan Wei still asked, "What's the matter?"
Liu Xin said helplessly: "We found a rope by the window. Lin Shuo didn't take the stairs, but climbed out of the window and went down the rope."
"From the twelfth floor?" Fan Wei looked at Liu Xin blankly, shocked.
Liu Xin sighed, "Remember that fat man who died?"
"Of course I remember." Fan Wei blurted out. Liu Xin nodded: "In that case, you must remember that when they first arrived, the fat man took a bag, and he didn't find the bag beside his body. If you guessed it correctly, put it in the bag. It’s not a weapon or magic weapon, it’s just a rope! From the beginning
, Lin Shuo had already planned a future. "
This guy! He kept saying that he wanted revenge and hate. From the beginning, Lin Shuo's only enemy was Fan Wei, and Fan Wei was unaware of it, and he was in the company of wolves. Fan Wei sighed with emotion in her heart, not because she was too easy to believe in people, but because too often her strength was weak and there were no cards to play, so that every time she had to ally with people with ulterior motives. The result is subject to others every time, and this time the worst result occurred. At the critical moment
Engraved by his own people back stabbed.
Sure enough, most of the time, it is better to ask for others than for yourself, and becoming stronger is more important than anything else.
There is no regret medicine in this world, and things are over when they pass. At least the final outcome is good for Fan Wei, which is enough.
If possible, Fan Wei would really like to be with Duan Lin just plain and plain, thinking about nothing, just like the ordinary little lovers on the street, with the little happiness of the long flowing water.
The most hungry people want to eat is not Australian abalone or wild lobster. Nor is it the most expensive cake and the most exquisite French cuisine. Just a bowl of porridge, a bowl of rice, a dish of dishes, nothing more.
The same is true for love.
Fan Wei, who has been suffering, hungry, and tired, knows how valuable these things are. So when you get it, you will only treat it as a treasure and cherish it twice.
Fan Wei's eyes fell on Duan Lin again, her voice soft: "When will I hear you say those three words?"
Duan Lin didn't avoid Fan Wei's sight this time, looking straight at Fan Wei, as if he could finally face this problem bravely.
The words that are just spoken are not the standard answer imagined.
"When I found Qisele." Duan Lin said.
Even now, can't you say it? Fan Wei didn't say this clearly, but Duan Lin had already seen Fan Wei's thoughts in Fan Wei's eyes. Duan Lin said with a long heart, and said softly: "Since I have been waiting for so long, there is no shortage of time. The moment I find Qisehuan is the time to say the final answer." (End of this chapter)