Huang Mao, who took the lead, asked, "Do you understand?"
Everyone nodded: "I see, wearing a white down jacket, the one with long hair."
The best way to do this is not to scare the snakes, there is chaos in the game hall, and the light is dim, but only in this kind of place, these people can look around recklessly, without worrying about being discovered by Dongge and the others.
One of them said, "Brother, when are we going to get him?"
Another said, "If you rob someone my eldest brother likes, you won't be able to get rid of your hatred even if you are castrated alive."
Huang Mao clicked his tongue: "It's enough to break a leg. If you want to kill someone, no one can explain it. When you do it, listen to the greeting."
After the simple summation was completed, a few of them went to play billiards together.
A few young people were whimpering, and the thin monkey walked up to Huang Mao with an open bottle of beer and two disposable plastic cups and poured a glass for him: "Go and have a look. "
Huang Mao took out the crumpled photo from his trouser pocket: "You take this photo."
Thin Monkey: "...Is this the one I gave you the fuck??"
"It's been around for a while, and you'll be content if you have a whole face." Huang Mao grinned and made an obscene gesture, "Whoever said that girls are good-looking, they'll just look at the photo by the way..."
Thin Monkey rubbed the photo on the front of his clothes in disgust: "Are you familiar?"
"I don't know."
Thin Monkey glared: "You guys are patronizing, right?"
Huang Mao waved his hand: "These motherfuckers who learn dance look the same at first glance, how do you recognize this?"
The skinny monkey took out the photo and looked at it.
The boys and girls in it all wore white clothes and black trousers, because they were carefully selected since childhood, and they even had the same body shape.
The appearance is indistinguishable, the clothes are exactly the same, and it is a group photo, but it is not the same at a glance.
Even skinny monkeys have to count them one by one to recognize where their younger brother is.
Huang Mao took a sip of wine: "Is there no single photo of that kid?"
"My brother should have it, but he's too timid to tell him we're doing this kind of thing." Thin Monkey said, "But that little brat named Dong is quite famous, and you can search for the winning photos online. A lot."
Huang Mao said, "Don't do that. These turtle cubs said they beat a fool who robbed someone else's wife, and they all shouted to go; if they told them to beat a world champion, they would all be bears."
Thin Monkey frowned slightly: "I'm afraid this is going to be a game, can they be reliable?"
Huang Mao smacked his lips: "You can rest assured. I have long been familiar with the police in this small place, and the surnamed Dong is not from a good background. It is just a small family, and it can't make much waves. I will also explain to the cubs. Okay, let's do a play and turn this into a 'drunk fight'..."
Speaking, he lowered his voice: "...At that time, even if they find that Dongge's identity is not ordinary, they will have to bite the bullet because they are not squatting. Let's help them raise reparations, Fifteen days at most."
The skinny monkey breathed a sigh of relief.
If it is not a last resort, he does not want to find unreliable brothers.
But the surnamed He was his brother's dish, and he might have to enter Lou's house in the future. He is also a frequent visitor to his cousin's house. If he gets hit by a guy named He when he is hanging out with his brothers, then his younger brother will be finished. "
It's not easy for close brothers to come forward directly, so Thin Monkey decided to pick a few face-to-face strikers.
Huang Mao patted him on the shoulder: "Big Brother Lou, don't worry about leaving this to me, I promise to do it for you beautifully."
The skinny monkey reminded him: "One leg."
Huang Mao said: "One leg, no more."
The two smiled at each other and clinked glasses.
At around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them came out of the game hall together.
Lou Sifan was a little unsure: "Let's go now."
He Changsheng said, "Today, I told Mother Dong to go back for dinner."
Winter Song: "Yeah."
Lou Sifan didn't mind either, and said gently, "Where are the three of us going to play tomorrow?"
He Changsheng took out the booklet from his pocket and turned to a page where he took a lot of notes.
There are not many places to play in the small county. He Changsheng put a lot of effort into alleviating Lou Sifan's knot.
He said, "Let's go to KTV tomorrow."
Lou Sifan suggested: "In the case of KTV, how about going after the barbecue at night?"
He Changsheng looked at Dong Ge: "Go back and ask Mother Dong's opinion."
Winter Song: "Yeah."
He Changsheng said, "Don't be an old 'um'."
Dong Ge thought about it and changed it to a synonym: "Listen to the seniors."
He Changsheng couldn't stand Dong Ge's words "Senior" right now. It was cold and indifferent, but it seemed like he was seducing people.
He Changsheng turned his face away and said unconsciously, "... um."
Lou Sifan: "..." My eyes are still blind.
He suppressed his impatience and said with a smile, "Contact me that night. I'll book a private room. It's initially scheduled for eight to twelve o'clock in the evening, how about that?"
He Changsheng and Dong Ge said at the same time, "Yeah."
Lou Sifan: "...Then I'll take you back."
He Changsheng said, "Let's send you off. Then we two will walk back." In this way, we can walk twice as long as Dongge.
Lou Sifan bit his back molars sorely: "No need. I'll just go back by myself."
He Changsheng, who was dialing the abacus, was disappointed to hear the words: "Huh?"
Lou Sifan resisted the bubbling blue veins on his forehead and turned his back: "I'm going back."
Watching Lou Sifan walk away, Dong Ge said, "Senior, go home."
Having had hope and then failed, He Changsheng was immersed in disappointment and couldn't extricate himself: "Well."
Dong Ge looked at the boy's lonely expression and pursed his lips: "Senior, let's go to the barber shop."
He Changsheng looked at him.
Dong Ge patted his head: "I'll cut my hair." This will allow the little brat to be alone with his senior for a longer time.
He Changsheng immediately agreed: "Okay. I know there is a good place to cut my hair."
They walked across half a small county town and went to a small shop that was said to have a "good haircut".
In fact, where did He Changsheng know of a good barber shop, this is the one that Lou Sifan often went to.
None of them were talkative people, Dong Ge cut her hair quietly, He Changsheng watched quietly, and they both felt at ease in their hearts.
They stayed together until more than seven o'clock in the evening, and then they went home in three jumpers.
As soon as she entered the house, Dongge was slapped several times in the face by Dong's mother holding the bamboo broom that sweeps the bed.
Dongge was a little aggrieved: "Why?"
Mother Dong stabbed him in the forehead fiercely: "Little calf, why didn't you go to get your hair cut a year ago? Haven't you heard of uncle who died in the first month of the month?!"
Dongge: "...I don't have an uncle."
Mother Dong choked and pointed at Dong Feihong who was setting dishes at the dinner table: "Isn't there your uncle here?"
Dong Feihong, who was holding the dish, couldn't help laughing: "It's time to eat."
He Changsheng also pursed his lips and smiled.
Dong Ge's family style was completely different from that of Lou Sifan's family. He Changsheng liked this kind of tenderness from ordinary people in the market.
The next morning, Dong Ge and He Changsheng were training on the ice rink at home. After lunch, the two went back to their rooms to take a nap to recharge their batteries for the evening.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lou Sifan came to the door, Dongge and He Changsheng got up to pack and change.
Dongge said to Dong Ma while picking out his jacket, "Mom, you don't have to wait for the door at night."
Mother Dong said, "Which KTV are you playing at? I'll ask your uncle to pick you up after the show."
Lou Sifan immediately said, "Auntie, don't worry. When the place is over, I'll send Dongge and the others back."
Mother Dong: "Yo, how embarrassing this is."
Lou Sifan smiled: "I am the oldest, I should be."
Seeing that the three of them came out of the ice rink, Huang Mao, who was squatting and smoking, observed the three, and sent a text message to the gangsters who were ready.
"Target is a light blue coat with a hat."
"Don't touch the person who wears red, that's the dish of the eldest brother."
"The time and place have been sent to you, there is only one entrance and exit. Wait for the opportunity."
By the time the show was over, the time had already pointed to twelve o'clock.
The first month is a day for family reunion, so fewer people go out to play with friends at night. Many shops on the street have turned off their lights and closed their doors, and only a few shampoo shops are still on. Several old couplets torn from the door were swept across the street by the cold wind, making a flapping sound like paper money that was cut out.
The KTV opened in a dimly lit alley with a twist and turns. The three of them walked out of the KTV and had to walk three alleys before they reached the street.
When they passed through the second alley, the three of them simultaneously heard out-of-tune singing coming from the front.
Lou Sifan noticed the approach of the strong alcohol smell and smiled slightly.
... it really came.
It was not worth his efforts to tell his cousin the location of K singing yesterday.
But he immediately made a tone of disgust: "Changsheng, Dongge, let's step aside."
He Changsheng nodded, stretched out his hand and grabbed Dong Ge's sleeve, who was walking in the outermost circle: "Step aside."
But when the group of oncoming people were close at hand, He Changsheng realized what it meant to be unavoidable.
Like bulls, they stubbornly rested on Dongge's shoulders.
Dong Ge was knocked crooked, and threw himself into He Changsheng's arms.
Lou Sifan got angry, stepped forward and scolded: "What are you doing?"
Dong Ge didn't speak, and He Changsheng was too familiar with the rhythm of "seeking trouble", so he stretched out his hand to drag Lou Sifan, trying to signal him not to argue with this group of people.
But it's too late.
The fat man in the lead was drunk and spit on Lou Sifan's shoes: "Yo, that's pretty cool."
Lou Sifan sternly rebuked: "The road is so wide, do you have to hit people?"
The fat man said, "Hey, I'll hit you. You don't agree?"
Lou Sifan: "Why are you unreasonable?!"
The fat man grabbed Dong Ge's jacket, picked him up and pushed him on the gravel ground: "Hey, I won't reason with idiots, what do you think?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of people behind Fatty raised their heads like ghosts, and surrounded Dongge and the others in a fan shape from one side, swearing dirty words in their mouths.
He Changsheng rolled his eyes around.
There is a renovated house nearby, with bricks and long wooden strips, everything is available.
The current situation is completely different from Dongge’s first pick-and-fight. The opponents are all grown ups. There are six or seven people. There are only three of them. In addition, there are too many tools here. Get up, you will definitely get hurt.
Especially at this juncture, when they will be playing in a few months.
Although He Changsheng was upright, it definitely didn't mean that he would do things beyond his capabilities.
He knew that the only way was to run.
Fortunately for him, Dongge's estimate of his own strength is also quite accurate.
He didn't go to provocation, but silently swept the dust on the placket, and stood up staggeringly.
Who would have thought, when the fat man saw him get up, he kicked up with a protruding kick, just hitting him in the stomach.
This kick was really heavy, and Dongge rolled out a few meters away.
Seeing that the time was right, Lou Sifan pushed the fat man and shouted, "Run!!"
Dong Ge responded very quickly, regardless of the pain, he grabbed the sleeve of He Changsheng who was pulling him, turned his head and ran towards where they came from.
061 asked the same question thirty-six times, with an unspeakable anxiety in his tone: "Do you want me to help?!"
Chi Xiaochi responded to him thirty-six times: "Wait."
061 was so distressed that he shivered: "You are injured! Soft tissue contusion... "
Chi Xiaochi limped forward pressing on the sore wound: "I found it."
As he spoke, he listened to the movement from behind him.
… those people didn’t catch up.
And Lou Sifan didn't follow.
When the bridge of the nose was punched with a punch, Lou Sifan couldn't react, and was forced to bend down by the pain from the stab to tears.
After he had planned to push the fat man away, he would go behind them, find a place to hide, let them go to catch Dongge, and then walk through these familiar alleys, find Changsheng, and stage a rescue scene. .
Unexpectedly, the fat man caught him, hehe smiled, and then punched him in the face.
Lou Sifan touched the obviously misplaced nasal bone, and the pain was unbearable: "What are you doing?"
No one responded to his question.
He was stomped to the ground with one foot, and a rain of fists and feet hit him.
He was like a sandbag, smashed by countless fists.
And just after the siege that lasted for dozens of seconds, the fists and feet disappeared at the same time.
Everyone dispersed, and Lou Sifan, whose face was full of sand, opened his blurry eyes and watched as the fat man at the head picked out a piece about the size of an arm from a pile of wood.
no, no...
Must be doing something wrong...
Lou Sifan screamed: "You let me go! I'm—"
Fatty didn't let him finish his self-introduction.
The stick slammed into Lou Sifan's knee with the sound of the wind.
Lou Sifan couldn't even scream immediately, his mouth was wide open, his eyes full of dirt and tears, and he went limp.
And He Changsheng, who followed Dong Ge out of the hutong 100 meters away, finally found out that Lou Sifan didn't follow.
He stopped.
Just as he turned around, a shrill scream was like the wheel of a truck, running over He Changsheng's nerves.
He Changsheng opened his eyes.
The next second, he turned and was about to run back.
Dongge grabbed him: "Why are you going?"
He Changsheng was so anxious that he burst into tears: "Brother Lou! Brother Lou didn't come out!!"
Dong Ge was startled, as if he had just discovered it, took two deep breaths, firmly dragged He Changsheng's hand, bent over to pick up two bricks from the corner of the side, and patted them in He Changsheng's hand: "Together."
061 anxious: "What are you doing?"
Chi Xiaochi didn't respond, only moved his neck slightly.
061: "…" Damn!
The two stupefied greens were about to charge back with the bricks in their hands, when a figure ran out of the slanting thorns and caught one with one hand: "Dongge! Longevity!"
Dong Ge looked back and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Uncle?"
It was Dong Feihong who came.
He looked at the huge footprints on Dong Ge's body and said anxiously, "What's wrong? Your mother asked me to pick you up, and I heard when I arrived—"
He Changsheng trembled uncontrollably: "Uncle, something happened. Brother Lou has an accident."
Dong Feihong said, "I'll go take a look."
As soon as Dong Ge grabbed his hand, her expression became nervous: "There are many of them."
Dong Feihong said succinctly: "Everything has me."
He turned his eyes to He Changsheng, and his eyes that had always been warm were filled with cold light at this moment, and he ordered: "You two, don't move here, don't make trouble, and call the police immediately."
After saying that, he turned around and ran to the place where the screams came from.
And where Dongge couldn't see, Dong Feihong's eyes completely darkened.
He moved his neck bones slightly, making two crisp bone sounds.
As soon as the two made a call, they heard another heart-piercing howl coming from the same direction.
He Changsheng and the operator who were on the phone trembled.
But fortunately, that voice does not belong to Dong Feihong, nor does it belong to Lou Sifan.
Then came another sound.
When the operator heard such a movement, he also realized the seriousness of the incident, and after asking about the specific location of the fight, he immediately notified the police.
In just one minute of talking time, there were seven screams from the other side of the alley.
As soon as the phone was put down, He Changsheng couldn't help worrying anymore. He lost the brick and rushed back.
Winter Song is close behind.
When the two of them returned to the alley, they couldn't help but gasped.
The seven people who surrounded them all fell to the ground, each with a very obvious fractured bone on their body, and each of them wept bitterly.
The fat man who was still showing off his power just now has become a pile of wriggling meat mountains, dragging a broken leg and moving backwards in fear.
And Dong Feihong approached him step by step, his brows and eyes were full of creepy indifference.
The fat man's eyes were red, his teeth rattled, and he kept begging: "Big brother, big brother, please spare me. Forgive me, I will never dare..."
Dong Feihong turned around and said to Dong Ge, "Dong Ge, are they bullying you?"
Hearing this person's name, Fatty's eyes widened like hell, his chest also expanded, and the fat on his face trembled: "Dongge? Dongge... Is he Dongge?"
Dong Feihong frowned: "What do you mean?"
Immediately, there was something wrong with his taste: "You came to find Dongge on purpose? Did you do it on purpose?"
Before Fatty opened his mouth, Dong Feihong swung his fist up and hit the wall beside his left ear.
Fatty clearly heard the sound of gravel rolling down in his ears, and Dong Feihong's lowered voice: "Speak."
Fatty couldn't imagine what it would be like to hit him in the head with such a punch, and immediately cried and shouted: "It's the big brother... it's Lou Siyun! Lou Sifan's brother asked us to fight Dongge, and he wanted one of his Legs! We didn't want to come by ourselves! …”
He Changsheng, who had just squatted beside Lou Sifan and was about to check his injury, was stunned.
He shifted his gaze stiffly to the fainted Lou Sifan, his lips trembling slightly.
Dong Feihong noticed something was wrong and asked, "Then how could you admit the wrong person?"
after an hour.
In the infirmary of the Public Security Bureau, 061 asked Chi Xiaochi, who had received good medicine, the same question.
"How could they identify the wrong person?"
Chi Xiaochi carefully pulled down his underwear: "Why don't they."
061 Silence: "... You already knew?"
Chi Xiaochi said: "There are too many flaws. The location of KTV and the time to choose to sing KTV are not right."
061 remembered.
Last night, Chi Xiaochi checked the specific location of the KTV box after receiving the WeChat message from Lou Sifan's reserved KTV box.
Chi Xiaochi held his stomach and slowed down for a while: "I asked you to check Lou Sifan's family background many times. I already knew what social relationship he had."
That's right, but 061 didn't expect Chi Xiaochi to remember clearly the information he consulted a long time ago.
Chi Xiaochi added: "These people followed us yesterday."
061 said: "...How did you find out?" Even he couldn't find it.
Chi Xiaochi said, "I'm a star."
061: "… huh?"
Chi Xiaochi said, "I can have six or seven paparazzi follow me when I go out and throw garbage."
061: "..." Got it.
"I felt something was wrong, so I started to think of a way." Chi Xiaochi said, "With Lou Sifan's character, it is impossible for him to do it himself, nor to arrange for someone he knows to do it, so as not to involve him. If you are not familiar with it, there will inevitably be loopholes in cognition.”
He rubbed the wound and asked slowly: "Teacher Liu, let me ask you, if you are not familiar with a person, what is the best way to identify him."
… a feature of course.
061 suddenly realized: "So, you went to cut your hair yesterday..."
Chi Xiaochi nodded slightly: "After the biggest feature is eliminated, another feature must be changed."
Saying that, he stood up, walked to the back of the chair, and picked up the coat that was draped over it.
- That's a double-sided jacket.
The inside is light blue, and the white side that is turned out has a dark footprint printed on it.
Chi Xiaochi held his coat in his hands and wrote lightly, "Today, after Lou Sifan entered the house, I chose the clothes to wear when going out according to the color of his clothes."
061 sucked in a breath of cold air.
He remembered that Lou Sifan was wearing a dark blue coat today.
If you look at it alone, dark blue and light blue are of course extremely distinguishable, but under dim street lights, human vision will be seriously affected.
In the KTV, when Chi Xiaochi took off his coat and put it on again, he naturally turned the white face out and stuffed the peaked cap into his carry-on bag.
In the eyes of those gangsters blocking the road, the three of them didn't wear hats, and they lost the reference of long hair. Then, one person was wearing conspicuous red, the other was wearing conspicuous white, and the other one was wearing blue, who cares. Is it dark blue or light blue
At this point, 061 couldn't help but ask one more question: "What if he didn't plan to do it. What if he just wanted to listen to He Changsheng and repair your relationship?"
Chi Xiaochi blinked and asked, "Then if I cut my hair and change my clothes, will I lose anything?"
061: "…"
Chi Xiaochi turned his head and looked out the glass window.
Under the bright corridor lights, He Changsheng sat alone on the plastic bench, with a long shadow cast. He held his head and stared at the floor, wondering what he was thinking.
Chi Xiaochi said softly, "The person who lost the most is outside."
061 thought, the person who lost the most was obviously in the hospital.
At this moment, Dong Feihong is sitting in the interrogation room.
The injury report had just been sent, and the police officer in charge of the investigation couldn't hide his surprise: "There is only one injury?"
The person who sent the report was also amazed: "There is only one spot on each person's body, but every one is a fractured injury. The strike is steady and accurate."
The legal definition of bravery or self-defense is to stop the crisis in time, and after the opponent loses the ability to resist, if the opponent is beaten or even killed, it is excessive defense.
And with such a ruthless attack to defeat the enemy, no one can say that the person who hits people is overly defensive, but can only be considered brave.
The police officer and his companions walked back to the interrogation room, sat down opposite Dong Feihong, and looked at Dong Feihong's face.
Such a gentle man...
After asking his name, age and gender as a rule, he asked, "Your occupation?"
Dong Feihong replied politely, "Cartoonist."