Xie Dang rolled his eyes, and a hoarse voice came out of his chest, gnashing his teeth after each word: "Who, shaved, my, my, head, hair!"
Master Xie Muzhou: "..." Is this important
He glanced at Xie Dang's bald scoop wrapped in rice dumplings, and firmly believed that it was not important!
The father comforted him: "It's okay, the hair can still grow without it, besides, we look good when we swing, and we look good even with bald heads."
bald head...
Xie Dang raised his left hand with difficulty, touched the back of his head, but didn't feel a single curl...
Like a thunderbolt from the blue, it strikes in the sky!
He let out a heavy breath, exerted all his strength, and said word by word: "Hat, son."
Xie Muzhou was confused for a moment, and leaned over: "Hat?"
Xie Dang tore off the oxygen mask, and the whites of his eyes rolled up: "immediately, engrave, go, give, me, buy, hat, child!"
"..."
You just came back from the gate of hell, and you're thinking about this
Xie Muzhou hurriedly put on the oxygen mask for him, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll buy you a hat right away, don't move around."
Just in time, the attending doctor came over, it was Director Zhao from the Department of Neurosurgery, and he did some examinations.
Master Xie Muzhou sneaked over and asked, "Is my child not out of his mind?"
He felt a little broken.
Director Zhao smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, it's fine."
Master Xie was still worried, he always felt that something was broken, no, he had to buy a hat, or he would be in trouble again when he woke up.
After Xie Dang fell asleep, it was another day, and his spirit improved a lot. After all, he was young and in good health, with a hole in his head, and he could recover so quickly.
Master Xie bought dozens of hats for his son, of all colors. However, Xie Dang had a head injury, so he couldn't wear the heavy ones, the tight ones, and the hard ones... Finally, there was only one pink hat left. Fisherman hat.
Xie Dang: "..."
Damn, I don't want to lose face!
Xie Dang put on a pink fisherman's hat with a look of disgust, and instantly became a girl. In addition, he had just had an operation, his face was pale, he looked thin and weak, and he couldn't talk too much, which caused a neighbor next door to fall. The little boy with a broken leg saw him once and called him 'Auntie' once.
I want to break the boy's unbroken leg!
On the third day after the operation, Xie Dang's condition improved a lot, and he was awake more and more. Jiang Jiusheng didn't dare to ask about his condition until he asked the attending doctor.
"What happened the day of the accident?"
Xie Dang was wearing a pink hat, laying down, had already taken off his oxygen mask, and could speak without hindrance. He looked at Jiang Jiusheng and asked her, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Jiusheng's eyes were uncommonly ups and downs: "Who hit you? Where is Mo Bao? Where is she?"
Xie Dang was stunned for a moment, and grasped the point: "Who the hell hit me?! I want to shave his hair off!" The latter sentence was too loud, which made his brain hurt and his ears rang a little.
Jiang Jiusheng looked anxious: "Didn't you see the murderer?"
Xie Dang was confused: "What murderer?"
not good.
My brain is broken!
Master Xie stared at Xie Dang with a miserable expression.
Yuwen Chongfeng, who had been sitting on the sofa without making a sound, asked abruptly, "Xie Dang, who am I?"
Xie Dang glanced at him: "You must be mentally ill."
Yuwen Chongchong pinched a cigarette in his hand, didn't light it, played with his fingertips, stood up from the sofa, walked to the hospital bed, held the cigarette between his two fingers, and pointed at Xie Dang: "I think it's you who is mentally ill. "
Xie Dang: "..."
Doesn’t this pink fisherman’s hat look bullying? Damn, if he didn't get up, he would beat him up.
"How much do you remember?" Jiang Jiusheng asked.
Without waiting for Xie Dang's answer, Master Xie immediately put his face in front of him, with worried and expectant eyes: "Dangdang, do you still recognize your father?"
Xie Dang glanced at him: "Too old, I don't recognize him." Three pairs of eyes stared at him, looking at him with mentally handicapped eyes, "Why are you looking at me like this, don't worry, even if you all turn into ashes, I won't let you down." I recognize them all."
Everyone knows it, but they don't remember how they were hit.
Jiang Jiusheng frowned, and the cold peach eyes were dark: "You were in a car accident, and the police suspected that someone hit you on purpose. Mo Bao was with you at the time, and she is missing now. How much of this do you remember?"
Xie Dang thought for a while: "I have no impression." He looked at his father, "I just remember you asked me to give gifts to Senior Sister Ninth's house."
Jiang Jiusheng pressed the beeper.
Director Zhao from the Department of Neurosurgery came again and gave Xie Dang a comprehensive examination.
After the examination, Master Xie Muzhou secretly asked him: "Is my son's brain broken?"
Director Zhao shook his head: "It's a temporary memory impairment, there is no major problem." Seeing the old man's worried face, Director Zhao explained in detail, "After the craniotomy, the mass has not disappeared, and it has pressed the surrounding nerves. Wait for a while The blood clot disappears, and those forgotten things can be remembered naturally."
Fortunately, not stupid.
Master Xie breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Xie Dang, he felt sorry for him. His family was in his twenties. Except for the girl he likes who doesn't like him, everything went smoothly. He was playing the violin at a young age. Master, the solo concert is flying, and I haven't suffered any hardships. This is the first time I have suffered such a serious crime, and my brain is almost broken.
No, he loves his son so much, doesn't he always want to change his hat? Buy buy buy! Guess the hair didn't grow out so fast, he bought all the hat shops.
Master Xie was thinking so, and heard Jiang Jiusheng ask Director Zhao: "How long will it take to recover?"
"It doesn't have to be, it could be a week or two, or a month or two."
Jiang Jiusheng's face changed slightly.
Xie Dang looked at her: "Why are you so serious?"
"Mo Bao's blood was found at the scene of the car accident."
The amount of bleeding was not small, and she was in danger.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't tell Xie Dang that he had just finished the operation and needed to recuperate.
In the afternoon, Huo Yining came to the hospital again, caring about Xie Dang's head, but didn't ask anything, Shi Jin sent him the diagnosis number and asked him to go there.
It's like contacting the underground party.
Huo Yining really went to line up, Shi Jin was sitting in front of the computer in a white coat, with a stethoscope in hand, wearing a mask, well-dressed, he looked like a doctor.
He gave him a picture.
After reading it, Huo Yining was sure he didn't recognize it: "Who is this?"
Shi Jin called up a monitoring section from the computer, put his slender fingers on the mouse, tapped it lightly, and paused: "This person came to check on Xie Dang's situation."
It was a man, tall and big, with unremarkable facial features, and tattooed arms.
Surveillance video captured that this person stayed in front of Xie Dang's ward three times, and also entered and exited the brain surgery office.
Huo Yining guessed: "Come to kill someone?"
Shi Jin's finger landed on the photo, and tapped repeatedly: "Xie Dang hurt his brain, so there's no need to kill people to silence him for now."
Xie Dang must know something, there is no doubt about it.
He just didn't remember it for a short period of time, not permanent amnesia, once and for all is good, but it's not so easy to kill people under Shi Jin's nose.
Xie Dang can't remember for the time being, so he is safe for the time being.
Huo Yining looked at Shi Jin: "So, what is your inference?"
Shi Jin's fingers froze: "Something is going to happen recently." He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and half of his face was reflected in the sun, half-bright and half-dark, "The person involved in this matter is thank you people you know."
People Xie Dang knows...
Huo Yining's first thought was: "You think it's Jiang Jiusheng?"
For Jiang Jiusheng, Shi Jin has always had a strong sense of crisis.
He shook his head: "I don't know." He raised his eyes, the light in his eyes was like a dazzling cold star in winter, "We have to guard against it."
Central South Qin Family.
Qin Mingli put the file bag and a stack of photos in front of Qin Xing.
He raised his eyelids: "What is this?"
Qin Mingli stepped forward and spread out the photos one by one: "The person in the photo is the captain of the criminal investigation team."
And Shi Jin.
They met on various occasions, and even photographed the exchange of objects.
Qin Xing picked up one, looked at it for a while, and said calmly: "This is the evidence you said?"
His expression was calm and completely disapproving.
Qin Mingli took out the information in the file bag and presented it to Qin Xing: "This captain of criminal investigation has also been a special police officer and has worked in anti-smuggling and anti-drug operations. Shi Jin has a close relationship with him, can't that explain the problem?" His tone was firm, and he spoke "Father, the traitor of the Qin family is Shi Jin."
Qin Xing flipped through a few pages and threw them on the table: "Just show me a few photos?"
Even the servants of the Qin family knew that he and Shi Jin were at odds, so Qin Xing naturally wouldn't believe everything he said.
"To be able to know all the major movements of the Qin family, and to be able to put an eye on the police and our people," Qin Mingli vowed, "Except for Shi Jin, who else has such a skill to cover the sky with one hand."
Qin Xing was noncommittal: "Then tell me, what is Shi Jin planning?"
The Qin family was defeated, and Shi Jin, as the leader, must be the first to suffer. There are many people who want his life on the road.
"Father," Qin Mingli reminded in a deep voice, "Don't forget that you killed Jiang Jiusheng nine years ago."
Nine years ago, Qin Xing contributed to the flames and gave the psychiatrist an opportunity to take advantage of it. Even Jiang Jiusheng's fake death car accident was also a good show he directed.
In the entire Qin family, it was Qin Xing, not Qin Mingli, who wanted Jiang Jiusheng to die the most.
Qin Mingli returned to the room full of hostility.
"Qin Xing doesn't believe it?" Wen Shihao was five months pregnant, her pregnancy was already showing, and her lower abdomen was swollen. She lay half on the sofa, with her hands on her belly, and brushed it time after time, because she became plump during pregnancy. few.
Qin Mingli's face was gloomy and he didn't answer.
She sat up and put her hands on her belly: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, as long as he becomes suspicious." Picking up the bird's nest on the table, she scooped up the spoon, "Your father would rather be killed by mistake than let him go. "
"He will kill Shi Jin?" Qin Mingli raised his eyebrows, apparently not believing it.
Wen Shihao shook her head: "He is reluctant." She took a sip slowly, as if she had a plan in mind, "Shi Jin is a good chess piece, it would be a pity to kill him."
In terms of courage, the Qin family really couldn't find another Shi Jin, Qin Xing still pointed him to fight in all directions, how could he be willing to give up this sharp blade.
Qin Mingli was too lazy to play charades, impatiently: "So?"
Wen Shihao lay back lazily, touched her swollen belly: "Just wait and see, when two tigers fight, one of them will always be killed or injured."
Qin Xing was suspicious, it was impossible to do nothing, even if he was reluctant to kill Shi Jin, he would probably let him bleed a little and taste the pain.
She remembered again: "Have you found out who sent the photo?"
"No." Qin Mingli rubbed his chin, "I can't find anything at all, so it shouldn't be easy to deal with."
"I didn't give the photo to Qin Xing directly, but borrowed your hand. It should be from the Qin family, and I don't want to expose it." Wen Shihao paused, "However, it doesn't matter how well he deals with it, anyway, the target is Shi Jin."
It has nothing to do with borrowing a knife to kill people, it depends on who is the last fisherman.
study.
Qin Xing thought for a long time, and told the butler Qin Hai: "Get another batch of goods and let Shi Jin trade."
Qin Hai took the order and turned around to go out to do some work.
Su Fu came in, took the freshly brewed tea, and walked up to Qin Xing: "You want to test him?" He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qin Xing, "What about after the test?"
Qin Xing brushed away the tea leaves floating on his face with the tea cover, and bowed his head in silence.
Su Fu was not in a hurry, poured himself a cup, and sat next to Qin Xing: "If the temptation comes out, will you be willing to give up Shi Jin?"
Qin Xing raised his eyes.
She smiled, and made another hypothesis: "If you can't find out, would you still dare to use Shi Jin?"
Not willing to give up, nor dare to use.
She accurately expressed Qin Xing's thoughts. In the entire Qin family, she was the one who understood him best.
Su Fu put down his teacup, stood up, walked to the back, put his hand on Qin Xing's shoulder, and squeezed it lightly: "I have a way to help you relieve my worries." She leaned over and asked, "Do you want to listen?" , Grandpa?"
She is very smart.
Otherwise, Qin Xing would not have kept her by his side for ten years: "You say."
The next day, before leaving get off work, Shi Jin received a call from Huo Yining.
"The person who investigated Xie Dang found out."
Shi Jin put down the case in his hand, raised his head to signal the doctor's assistant to go out, and asked Huo Yining, "Whose is it?"
Huo Yining paused for a moment: "Xitang, the Su family." The Su family had lived in seclusion in Xitang for decades, and Huo Yining had never dealt with him. He continued, "He has a criminal record and is an arsonist. Before that, he was working as a thug in the Su family."
Most of the assets of the Su family are in Xitang in the middle of the country. They have no contact with the Qin family in the south and the Teng family in the north. The three pillars stand together and have been quiet for many years.
Now that the Su family has made a move, it may affect the whole body.
Shi Jin pondered for a while: "Send me a copy of all the evidence in your hand."
Huo Yining sat in front of the computer and directly copied the entire folder from the public security intranet: "Sent to your email address." Then asked, "How much do you know about the Su family in Xitang?"
The Su family started from collecting accounts. In recent years, they want to clean up their crimes and are engaged in finance.
The Su family has a large population, and the fourth eldest of the Su family is mysterious. Mr. Su kept this precious lump outside, and he didn't know if it was a man or a woman.
Apart from that, Huo Yining knew nothing.
Shi Jin only commented on this in four words: "I have a lot of appetite."
Huo Yining agreed: "It's not small, I guess I have already set my sights on your Qin family's piece of fat."
The Qin family accounted for nearly 80% of the underground transactions in the whole south. Who would want to swallow this sweet pastry.
Listen to Jiuxuan.
In the box, the laser light was on, and the red and green lights flashed and flickered, and there were four men in black suits standing in front of the wine table, and one was kneeling on the ground, he was sweating profusely, He lowered his head, pressed his palms on the table, rolled up his sleeves, tattooed his arms, and his five fingers trembled violently.
On the sofa behind the wine table, the woman's slender legs were stacked. She leaned back holding the wine glass, the flickering light fell on her face, mottled and jumping, she took a sip of the wine, and held a gun in her left hand. Turn your mouth.
"boom."
A shot rang out without warning.
The man kneeling on the ground retracted his hand almost instinctively, and the bullet pierced through the table, leaving a sunken hole. The man had lingering fears, and after panting heavily, he lay down on the ground and tremblingly begged for mercy: "I know I was wrong, miss, please forgive me."
In the Su family in Xitang, the most ruthless one is the young lady Su Fu.
She sat up straight, put the wine glass on the table, and blew on the muzzle: "Lin Sheng, how many years have you been with me?"
The man on the ground did not dare to straighten his back, and replied tremblingly: "Five, five years."
The man's vocal cords are damaged and his voice is rough.
Su Fu raised his eyes, his face was shrouded in the light, half-bright and half-dark, his lips painted with lipstick, after drinking wine, his lips became even redder: "It's been five years, and you still don't know my rules?"
The man raised his head abruptly, his eyes were full of fear and forbearance, big beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks on his forehead, he struggled for a long time, and pressed his hands on the table again.
Su Fu leaned forward.
The man closed his eyes in pain.
Click, the bullet was loaded, she moved slowly, and put the muzzle of the gun on the back of the man's hand, with a careless smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was playing an irrelevant game, and she held the trigger with her finger.
"boom."
At the same time as the gunshot, accompanied by the man's screams of pain, he hugged his pierced left hand and curled up on the ground, moaning and groaning in pain.
Su Fu took out a wet towel, wiped the muzzle of the gun, got up, threw the small lady's gun on the sofa, walked to the man, and looked at him condescendingly.
"You can't even kill someone. In the past five years, have all the guns given to you been fed to dogs?"
Enduring the pain, the man struggled to kneel up, not daring to raise his head, bowed his head, covered in sweat, and explained tremblingly: "The hospital is always guarded, and I have no chance to do anything." He raised his head and glanced at Su Fu , lowered his head immediately, and said tremblingly, "But don't worry, miss, that man had a craniotomy and he doesn't remember anything. He will definitely not expose your plan."
She was silent, her long eyelashes were closed, and the light from top to bottom passed through her eyelashes, casting a shadow on her eyelids, and she spoke in a correct voice: "Before the dust settles, watch me Tighten up."
The man quickly responded, "Understood."
Su Fu sat back on the sofa, picked up the wine, took a sip, and asked, "Where is that woman?"
"It's been dealt with."
At night, the winter wind was bitter and rustling, and the moon was covered by dark clouds.
Xie Dang was lying on the hospital bed, still wearing a pink fisherman's hat. His eyes were closed tightly, and a thin layer of sweat was dripping from his forehead. His eyelids trembled a few times, but he never opened them.
In the ward, the data on the monitor was beating, and the liquid in the infusion tube was ticking.
He clenched his hands tightly, as if he was struggling, the corners of his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't make a sound, stuck in a dream, unable to wake up.
In the dream, at night, a black car ran towards him, and his body was thrown up heavily.
There was a man sitting in the driver of the black car, with his lips pursed, his hand holding the steering wheel, tattooed arms, the man stared at him with blazing eyes.
He fell back to the ground from mid-air, hot and viscous liquid flowed out of his body, he tried to move his fingers, but found that he couldn't move at all, the red liquid twisted and dizzy, dripped over his fingertips.
The man in the car got out of the car, wearing black leather shoes, stepping on the asphalt road, making a harsh sound, approaching him step by step.
The man squatted down, his hair was cut very short, revealing his full forehead: "If you shouldn't listen, you should stay away."
The voice was rough and hoarse, as if smoked.
After he finished speaking, he picked up the brick on the ground, weighed it in his hand, raised it over his head, and was about to smash it down—
There was a gust of wind from the right car door, and a figure rushed over, hugged the man's waist, and pushed back hard, the two of them fell to the ground together.
It was Tan Mobao who just woke up.
Taking advantage of the man's unpreparedness, she pushed him away and ran to Xie Dang's side. He was lying in a pool of blood, his head and face were covered with blood, his hands trembling, not daring to touch him, and tremblingly shouted: "Dang, Brother Dang."
Xie Dang struggled to open his eyes, the blood on the eyelashes had scabbed, and his vision was blurred.
Her eyes were red all of a sudden, she was terrified, she touched the phone with trembling hands, her fingers trembled so badly that she couldn't press the keys several times, she bit her lip and choked up: "Don't be afraid, I'll find someone to rescue you right away. "
He moved his fingers, opened and closed his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't make a sound.
"What did you say?" She leaned over to listen.
Xie Dang paused every word, and said with all his strength, "Let, let go."
Tan Mobao was stunned for a moment, then turned around in a daze, the man had already walked behind him, holding a brick in his hand, and raised it above his head.
If she stepped aside, what would Xie Dang do
Almost instinctively, she opened her hands, opened her eyes, and remained motionless.