Han Dongsheng got out of the taxi and saw Yu Lanchuan on the "cassette", and called him strangely: "Little Master Yu?"
Yu Lanchuan himself couldn't tell what was wrong, but he just felt that Gan Qing's glance was very special, as if he had mixed feelings, looking at it from a very distant time and space, and returning to the dust with his servants, which made him feel timid for a while.
Fortunately, Gan Qing was faster than him normally, and stretched out a finger with a half-smiling smile. She held Yu Lanchuan's car key and teased, "I heard that Mr. Yu is really bad today... Ahe!"
Yu Lanchuan: "…"
Gan Qing didn't finish a joke, she sneezed three times in a row, and when she was done, she stuck behind her nose and walked away without dying. She had an ominous premonition in the tinnitus that gradually drowned out the sound of the wind - she was going to catch a cold!
Han Dongsheng and Yan Hao looked at her with astonishment.
Although one of these two has "three highs" and the other can jump over the wall, people who have practiced kung fu since childhood have better physical fitness than ordinary people. Han Dongsheng felt that the last time he had a cold and fever, it was probably when he was the same age as his son.
"Wanmuchun" even has a stuffy nose, coughs and sneezes!
Yu Lanchuan came back to his senses and asked incredulously, "You wrapped yourself into a ball, and you have a cold on your face?"
Gan Qing said with a heavy nasal voice: "God wants to kill me, not war..."
"Nonsense!" Yu Lanchuan pulled up the hat of her down jacket, hooded her head down, and clasped her whole face inside, only showing one chin, "If you don't go home and lie down if you catch a cold, who wants you? To meddle? I'm not more measured than you?"
"I can't see it anymore," Gan Qing pushed up her hat and said slowly, "Isn't it? Use a peach wood sword of the Great Jumping God to single out the four elders of the Beggar Gang, what an inch."
Yu Lanchuan took the car keys, accidentally touched her cold fingertips, and immediately asked suspiciously, "Isn't it okay to eat dinner at night? What did you do just now? The phone was turned off, and Wang Jake still fell into your hands. ?"
"Speaking of which..." Gan Qing took a breath, "Oh, it's a long story."
Although she was afraid of the cold, she used to live in a basement and a group rental, and the heating seemed to be missing, and there was nothing wrong with freezing. Instead, now, enjoying the warm winter sun every day, curling up beside the heating, even her resistance has dropped. Less, spoiled by comfort.
"Forget it." Yu Lanchuan pushed her towards the leeward stairway, thinking quickly in his heart that Zhang Meizhen's poor old lady must have no standing medicine at home. He had just moved here and forgot to prepare it. The convenience pharmacies are closed, where can I get her some cold granules
While he was worried, he was not idle: "Others can practice Qigong to strengthen their body, how about you? Today's stomach hurts tomorrow and tomorrow's head hurts. Apart from causing trouble, it's useless at all. What kind of evil practice are you practicing?"
Yu Lanchuan's mind was full of medicines, while Gan Qing's hearing was seriously affected by tinnitus. As for Han Dongsheng and Yan Hao, one of them is not good at light work and has poor ear power, and the other has poor insight and often lives in their own world. I don't pay much attention to the surroundings.
So on this day, no one noticed that there was someone at the gate of the courtyard.
When they went back to their respective houses, the man came out of the shadow in the corner, and it was the little dumb girl from the pet shop quietly.
When Yan Hao returned to the laundry, he accidentally tripped over the cardboard box at the door. Then he remembered that when the pet store was still open in the morning, he quietly signed for a courier for the next door. Things are forgotten.
Quietly sometimes pays out of his own pocket and buys imported canned cats and dogs to improve the food for the small animals in the pet store. Yan Hao took a look, and the whole street was turned off.
"It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow." He thought without much care, and locked the laundry door.
Buying things overseas, you need to go through customs and upload the real identity information of the buyer. The recipient usually has to write the full name. "Quietly" is definitely not a nickname or a nickname.
On the canned carton, the recipient column wrote a secret real name: Zhu Qiao.
This night, the exhausted community police finished dealing with the disputes between the ancestors of the Beggar Gang, and finally got a little reward - Wang Jiake, who had been missing for several days, fell from the sky!
The whole Internet suspected that she was silenced, and all kinds of conspiracy theories were rampant. Although this girl looked a little embarrassed, but in any case, it was a good thing to be able to come back safely. The police reported to their superiors while asking Where did she go during her disappearance.
Who knows if she doesn't know, when she asks, she is shocked. Her ups and downs in the past few days are no less than the brain hole of netizens. There are routine loans, suspected kidnapping, illegal imprisonment, and even attempted rape!
At the same time, the news that Wang Jiake was kidnapped by "Wan Muchun" was also delivered to Wang Jiusheng. After listening to the cause and effect, Wang Jiusheng stood on the luxurious terrace on the roof of their house and smoked half a pack of cigarettes. The phone sighed: "I'm not afraid that you will not be able to do things well. Young people, if you exercise a few times, you will naturally become more complete. I'm afraid that this kind of nonsense will get carried away when you see a woman who looks a little bit like this. It's a shame!"
The subordinates quickly admitted their mistake: "I didn't pick a good person, Beiruizhu..."
"It doesn't need to be said. You have the list of staff involved, right?" Wang Jiusheng interrupted him and said meaningfully, "Have their families been taken care of?"
The man on the phone said, "Don't worry."
"That's good." Wang Jiusheng nodded, "I couldn't save face in this matter, and I stood up for the friends of the Beggar Gang, no matter whether it was a good outcome or a bad outcome, this 'fruit' shouldn't let us help out, right? "
"Yes."
"Get busy." Wang Jiusheng said lightly, "I always feel at ease when you do things."
However, as soon as he hung up the phone, the easy smile on Wang Jiusheng's face disappeared.
He rubbed his hands and carefully inspected the terrace of his house like checking mines. Wang Jiusheng lives in a rare low-density community in the city. The entire community has only four buildings, and the security is extremely strict. Each building is equipped with a security room. There are round-the-clock patrols.
He bought the top floor of Louwang, the 32nd floor, known as the "Siheyuan in the Sky", with a huge terrace, which could have a panoramic view of most of Yanning City, at a sky-high price.
But at this time, the thirty-second floor could no longer make him feel safe. Wang Jiusheng turned on the infrared intrusion detector on the terrace. In addition to a decorative glass door, there is a very exaggerated security door on his terrace. When it is put down, it is like locking himself in a metal safe.
Wang Jiusheng in the "safe" turned on the computer again. It was like an obsessive-compulsive disorder. He carefully checked all the surveillance cameras nearby three times. Then he grabbed the sleeping pills and ate it, lay down and fell asleep.
But neither the "safe" nor the sleeping pills could let him sleep peacefully. Not long after Wang Jiusheng closed his eyes, he was awakened by a bloody nightmare. , out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a shadow in the corner of the wall!
Wang Jiusheng's hair stood up all over his body, he pulled out a saber from under the pillow, and hissed, "Who!"
There was no answer, it turned out that it was just his own hanger.
Wang Jiusheng let out a sigh, his shoulders collapsed, and he filled half a bottle of mineral water in front of the ice bar.
Wang Jiusheng was born in troubled times. The first person he killed at the age of thirteen was from the same family, a boy about his age, who was prettier than him and had a better relationship with him. In fact, he was a hypocrite at a young age. The number came from this person's mouth. This man was secretly slaughtered by him and then filled in the well. He disappeared without knowing it. People searched for it for a while, thinking it was the boy who ran away by himself.
In addition, the old dog who bit him, the cook who beat him with a fire stick, and the girl who humiliated him "toad wants to eat swan meat"... all disappeared without knowing it.
Heaven knows and earth knows, he knows dead people know.
Later, times changed, and his methods continued to evolve, from simply killing and throwing corpses to creating accidents—the "accident" of the warehouse fire more than 30 years ago burned him to the throne of the North Rudder Lord. It also gave him glory and wealth for the rest of his life.
Later, "creating accidents" evolved and became a more high-end "borrowing a knife to kill", and even a big devil like Wei Xiao could not escape his palm.
These piles of pieces were once the proud works that made him have endless aftertastes, but at some point, they began to silently sneak into his dreams, and at midnight, they turned into ghosts and haunted them endlessly.
This must not be because he is old and afraid.
Wang Jiusheng thought that it was all because of omissions in his work in the past, and the grass was not eradicated, leaving a tail for "Wanmuchun".
He clenched the saber in his hand, opened the bedside table - there was a small safe hidden there, entered the twenty-six-digit code, the safe flicked open, and there was a blood coat and a few old photos inside.
If Gan Qing or Meng Tianyi saw it, they could recognize it. The place where the photo was taken was the place where Wei Xiao lived in seclusion when the back alley of the mud pond was not rebuilt.
The protagonist of each photo is different, and one of the photos of Yang Ping is the most conspicuous - Yang Ping is already middle-aged, standing under the backyard wall of the small courtyard, it seems that he has just come out of the courtyard and is wiping his hands. His twisted palm was a strange blue-purple color, stained with blood, and there was a smile on his face.
This night, the cold wind whistled, Wang Jiusheng was haunted by ghosts, Yang Yifan was anxiously waiting for the news of the rescue, and Zhang Meizhen stared at the silent mobile phone for a night.
People who have ghosts, worries, shame, and pasts in their hearts are tossing and turning, sleepless all night.
Only Gan Qing, who was poured by Yu Lanchuan into a large bowl of cold granules borrowed from Han Dongsheng's house, seemed to faint, and slept until noon the next day.
People who don't get sick very often are especially serious when they are sick, and their reaction to medicine is also especially large. When Gan Qing was woken up by the doorbell, she only felt that her mind was full of mucus, and Zhang Meizhen didn't know where to go, so she had to get up on all fours and drag her two noodles-like legs to open the door.
Yu Lanchuan came in with a bag of lunch and a bag of medicine: "Why did you open the door without asking who it was. Don't you know there's been chaos in this hospital recently? Hello?"
Gan Qing held onto the door frame, her forehead pressed against the wooden door to absorb the coolness, her eyes were not in focus.
Yu Lanchuan felt that her expression was wrong, and reached out to touch her forehead: "It's burnt! I told you to take your medicine in the morning yesterday, have you taken it?"
Gan Qing: "..."
"How on earth did you live so big?" Yu Lanchuan put down his things in a rage, took off the down jacket from the hanger at the door, and picked up Gan Qing with one hand, "Go to the hospital!"
Gan Qing was not very awake, and subconsciously shrank her shoulders and elbows, and hit Yu Lanchuan's pulse with precision - her hands and feet were soft and weak, Yu Lanchuan made a "hiss", grabbed her elbow, Gan Qing Qing, however, seemed to be unsteady, fell forward, and stuck to him with an abnormally high temperature.
Yu Lanchuan's chest snapped, and his heartbeat paused for half a beat.
However, the next moment, the side of his neck became cold, and the cold metal product was pressed against his neck.
Yu Lanchuan: "…"
It wasn't until this moment that Gan Qing seemed to react slowly, and asked in a daze: "...Little Master Yu? Why haven't you gone to work yet?"
"I'll come back from the company during my lunch break to bring you meals," Yu Lanchuan gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Could you please take your claws off my neck?"