The four gathered around a table and explained the matter while cooking the meat. Wei Shi expressed his understanding, but was still angry.
He was sweating from eating, and he took off his coat, revealing the dazzling Avalokitesvara flower arms, plus his handsome head, sitting there with a big horse golden knife, very bluffing when he didn't speak.
Shen Xiaoshi, Yi Dazhuang and I looked at each other, knowing that the matter was not over, we filled our glasses with wine and toasted him respectfully to make amends.
"Third brother, we were wrong."
Wei Shi raised his eyelids to look at us, wanting to eat a peanut.
It still doesn't seem to work.
Shen Xiaoshi was the youngest, and he was most afraid of Wei Shi. He observed the other party carefully, but seeing that he was still in a bad mood, he felt wronged and filled the three glasses with cold beer.
"Third brother, I actually participated the least in this matter, I really don't know anything. You have to punish them, don't punish me." He drank the wine in the glass again in one breath.
Yi Dazhuang just put the cup to his mouth and heard him say that, almost spit out the wine after a sip.
"Hey, little stone, you will die as a fellow daoist but not a poor daoist, right?"
Shen Xiaoshi moved towards Wei Shi's direction, and argued: "I'm telling the truth. Originally, I wanted to show off my skills to let that pervert know how powerful I am, Young Master Shen, but I went to the toilet and came back to you all alone. It’s all gone, it made me nervous all night, it’s boring.”
Only now did Wei Shi have a smile on his face, and he slapped Xiaoshi on the back of his head.
"You're so boring. I think it's been too long since you've been beaten, right?"
smiled.
I put down the empty wine glass and exchanged glances with Yi Dazhuang quietly. Since Wei Shi laughed, the matter is probably over, and he won't pursue it further with his character.
I tugged at my collar, drank two glasses of beer, and was smoked by the steam from the hot pot, feeling a little hot.
From the age of sixteen to twenty-six, the group life allowed me to work and rest normally, and I had no bad habits. As a result, within a year after I was released from prison, I was smoking and drinking.
How else can we say that society is a big dye vat.
We were full of wine and food, let’s talk about things, except for me, the other three drank a lot, and when we finally paid the bill and were about to leave, Shen Xiaoshi even squatted at the door of the shop and said that he was dizzy and wanted to sleep there, and was grabbed by Wei Shi. He was caught by the collar and dragged into the elevator.
After all, I was a light drinker, so I controlled not to drink too much. I was the most sober among them, so I took the initiative to call a car for the three of them.
Shen Xiaoshi and Yi Dazhuang lived on the way, and they left first.
Wei Shi accompanied me to smoke a cigarette on the side of the road, and he didn't speak for a while. When the car came, he took advantage of the time when the car was approaching, and patted me on the shoulder, telling me not to worry about everything in my heart. Don't forget these brothers.
I know that he held back all night, waiting for a suitable opportunity to say it.
He has never been an emotional person, and he will say this tonight, which shows how worried he is about me.
"Understood." I opened the door and signaled Wei Shi to get in the car.
He held the door and swore: "Don't worry, the law can't punish that beast. I'll help you find someone to break his leg."
Although his eyes are bright and clear, I know that he only said such things after drinking too much.
He once corrected us very seriously, saying that he is just a good citizen with many friends, and he is also doing serious business, not a black businessman who fishes in troubled waters.
"What nonsense, do you still want to eat in prison?" I shook my head helplessly and stuffed him into the car.
The car started slowly, but Wei Shi still didn't give up. He lowered the window and turned around and shouted at me: "Then I'll feed him stinky shit?"
Pedestrians on the road looked sideways, I touched my nose, and ran towards the office building next to the shopping mall.
This hot pot meal took longer than I expected, and I'm actually not sure if Sheng Minou is still in the office.
But when I came to the gate of the law firm and found that it was dark inside and the gate was unlocked, I just hesitated and chose to push the door open.
At this point, the employees had already left work, and the whole company was quiet, except for the faint sound of car horns coming from the business downstairs. But since the door is unlocked, it means there must be someone inside.
I walked in slowly, came to Sheng Minou's office, and gently opened the door.
The hustle and bustle of the wind was blowing, and the soundproof windows in the office, which were always closed, were rarely opened today, and the roller blinds lowered by the side were rattling due to the sudden canyon effect.
Sheng Minou leaned against the window, looked over with a cigarette in his hand, his regular hairstyle was blown to pieces by the wind, and the scattered forehead hair slightly covered his right eye, softening the cold and hard lines of his face, making him look unreasonably approachable .
The whole room was plunged into darkness, with only a blurred outline reflected by a bit of neon in the city outside the window.
"I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now." He was smoking a cigarette, and a little orange in the dim light suddenly lit up and then faded.
The smoke drifted away with the wind, blowing towards me along the airflow, and immediately released the power of the two glasses of wine before.
I began to feel drunk, hyperactive, and behaving involuntarily.
"Are you angry about Luo Zhengyun's case?" I took two steps towards him, and suddenly the end of my eye was shaken by something on the desk. I turned my head and found that it was a letter opener. letter opener with handle.
It was roughly and brutally nailed into the acrylic table top, and it could only stand there in a strange and stiff posture for me to admire.
Judging from the angle and depth of insertion, the assailant was quite aggressive at the time, and if the table was a living thing, it could have killed it with just one blow. Not to mention that there are some round holes scattered around it that also look like they were poked out by the tip of a knife. The poor desk is about to be stabbed into a numb nest.
I mentally simulated the scenario that would generate this round pit. It might be... Sheng Minou was sitting here looking through his mail, or answering someone's phone call, or looking up case information, while doing business, while playing with the letter opener in his hand. Then, something made him irritable, and he unconsciously vented his bad emotions with the letter opener, stabbing the table under his hand. But the anger was getting higher and higher, there was no tendency to stop, and it quickly broke through the limit, so that he couldn't control it, and directly pierced his desk.
And let him lose his composure, let me make a bold guess... I'm afraid it wasn't me
Consciously solving the case, holding the handle of the knife, it took a little effort to pull the letter opener out of the table. After caressing the round hole and the small pit, I looked up and gloated: "It seems that you will have to change to a new table tomorrow."
Sheng Minou glanced at me casually, then quickly looked out the window: "Put it down, and get out."
Although he didn't answer my question directly, judging from his more impatient tone and attitude than usual, he should be quite upset now.
Rubbing the tip of the letter opener, I slowly walked towards him: "The law is really fair to everyone. If I join, you must quit."
As the saying goes, wine is strong and cowardly, people who are usually timid and fearful can become bold because of alcohol, not to mention that I am already bold, and now it is completely reversed. Give me a horn, I can bluff and the whole building knows that Sheng Minou was so angry that I smashed the table.
He didn't speak, still silently staring at the neon city beneath his feet, puffing up clouds and fog.
The moonlight fell into his eyes, blurring into a cold light, making him look like a steel giant without warmth.
"This time I won."
He rolled his shirt sleeves up to his elbows, exposing the strong forearm line, and the letter opener ran down his shoulders, sticking to his exposed skin.
It may be that the cold touch is a bit stimulating. The man who was like a sculpture just now is like a lion just waking up, looking at him in horror. Before I have a bad feeling, he quickly twists my wrist and wraps me. One hand clasped behind the back and pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window.
The letter opener fell to the ground with a soft thud. My body hit the glass with an even louder sound.
"What are you proud of?" Sheng Minou grabbed my hair and forced me to look up, "You think you can win by kicking me out? Luo Zhengyun hired one of the trump cards of Belton, the biggest old law firm in Qingwan , He was defending others when you were still breastfeeding, there are many ways to make you regret taking part in this kick. Without me, you can't win."
I have no doubts that if he exerted even a little force, my arm would be broken and broken.
"If you don't try... how do you know?" I endured the pain and struggled to say, "I like to do what I know can't be done, and challenge difficult things, don't you know?"
"You really haven't made any progress in the past ten years, and you still only do stupid things in stupid ways." At this time, the cold light disappeared, and everything turned into a blue flame of anger. He pressed my face against the glass, so hard that my side face was deformed, and my head was hit even more dizzy.
His words reminded me of ten years ago, Qi Yang, and myself on the rooftop who was extremely angry because of Qi Yang's words. He was right, everything about that day was really stupid. But it was the only choice I could make in that situation.
Pressing my forehead against the cold window pane cleared up my chaotic brain a little.
"Yes, I have never been smart enough. I only use this way of losing both sides... to protect the person I want to protect." I closed my eyes, the heart of the joke was gone, and there was only bitterness in my mouth.
I'm really a bitch, why did I come here to seek abuse? Where is my sanity? Why didn't reason come forward to stop me? Was it assassinated by emotion
"Protect the person you want to protect?" Sheng Minou repeated my words inexplicably, the strength in his hand became stronger instantly, and there was pain that could not be ignored from both my scalp and arms.
"Don't..." I couldn't help but began to struggle, my voice was a little painful.
And just like his sudden attack, Sheng Minou suddenly let go of me the next moment, and quickly retreated an arm's length away. It seemed that I had some kind of virus on my body in an instant, and he didn't want to be infected by me.
I rubbed my tingling scalp and arms and turned around, clinging to the floor-to-ceiling windows, not daring to approach him easily.
A short piece of smoke was burning lingeringly on the ground, which had just fallen from Sheng Minou's hand. He stomped it out with one foot, and his eyes fell on the letter opener on the ground. He looked down for a moment, turned to another window, and took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket again to light it.
"Without the ability, you can't protect anyone." In just a moment, he returned from a frantic state to calm again.
Closing my eyes, I didn't comment on his words, kicked the letter opener out of the way, and walked straight out, almost shattering the door of his office when I closed it. It can be regarded as coming in a good mood and returning in a bad mood.
Two days later, I suddenly received a call from Meng Xuanjun. She didn't go into details, just asked me to have an interview, then hung up the phone.
I heard her tone was wrong, and almost thought there was something wrong with the case, but when I arrived at the prosecutor's office, she asked me to sit down with a serious face, turned the computer screen on the table to me, and then played a surveillance video.
"According to your testimony, I obtained the surveillance video of you and Luo Zhengyun entering the club room and your leaving that night, and found this..."
In the video, I stumbled and appeared in the corridor, like a drunk who had too much drink, and could only stagger forward while leaning on the wall. Not long after, I collided with the figure that appeared at the corner, and I was about to fall. The man supported my body, and when he saw my face clearly, his usually calm face also showed a little Accident.
I stared at the screen blankly until the picture stopped, my brain was still in a state of strike and it was hard to get back to my senses.
"Mr. Lu, do you have anything to explain?" Meng Xuanjun pointed his fingertips at the tall figure in the picture, "Why did your brother appear in the Garden of St. Eden that day?"
I looked at her and opened my mouth: "Uh..."