Dad Jiao is an activist. After deciding to ask Wei Ling for help, he called Wei Ling directly after lunch. This time was during non-working hours, and it was convenient to find someone.
Because of Zheng Tan, Jiao Dad sometimes talks to Wei Ling when he encounters them, but he doesn't talk much. Basically, it revolves around Zheng Tan. Besides the topic about Zheng Tan, they seem to have talked about other things. Tan is not very clear, only that it is about Wei Ling's future work.
Wei Ling's PHS has been replaced by a mobile phone, and Zheng Tan doesn't have to hear Wei Ling's three words "Hey, hey, fuck" every time he answers the phone.
Sure enough, Wei Ling agreed to come over at night to take care of the next two children. He didn't have much time during the day, but he was more free at night.
The two children stayed in the hospital until more than two o'clock in the afternoon. Aunt Ling came over. She boiled some soup today and brought some over. Then Dad Jiao would just find a microwave to heat it up. At the same time, Aunt Ling expressed that she wanted to take the two children to eat dinner at home, so as not to have to eat the box lunch from the hospital all the time, and then send them home.
Jiao's father and mother must agree, and did not reject Aunt Ling's kindness.
However, after Zheng Tan followed them back to school, he separated from Jiao Yuan and the others. He didn't want to go to Aunt Ling's house. Aunt Ling's house had small children, children from her relatives. Last time Zheng Tan saw the broken The child grabs Ah Huang's tail. Again, ignorant little brats are the public enemy of all pets.
Zheng Tan would rather eat biscuits than go to Aunt Ling's house and have his tail scratched by a child. He is not sure that he will not stretch his claws when his tail is caught.
Standing in front of the gate of the East Family Compound, Zheng Tan thought for a while, and he had nothing to do for a while, so he might as well go to Wei Ling to have a look, and then come over with Wei Ling. Zheng Tan was still thinking about how to tell Wei Ling about that.
The houses that Wei Ling rented were all private houses converted into apartment-style houses. They were rented to the surrounding students and office workers who had not had much economic foundation. The surrounding management was also chaotic. The police are useless. There are so many things like this, and the investigation can't find out why. The advantage is that the rents around here are cheap, so there have been many people renting.
Zheng Tan doesn't often come to the house rented by Wei Ling for a walk. There are too many people and it's troublesome. There will always be people looking for ropes and fur dolls to tease Zheng Tan after seeing Zheng Tan. These people don't know that Zheng Tan is also there every time. Look at them like an idiot.
When Zheng Tan arrived at this housing area, it was after three o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, there were not many people going in and out. Those who went to work and went to school were taking a nap. There are also many wild cats here. The landlord himself has a cat. Cats are very common here, so no one will pay attention to a black cat that enters the building.
As soon as Zheng Tan entered the floor where Wei Leng lived, he heard a "bang" sound. Zheng Tan, who was about to enter the corridor, stopped and hid at the corner of the stairs to look over there.
A young man was lying on the ground curled up with his stomach covered, grunting in pain. Wei Ling held the freshly peeled apple in one hand, and slowly came out with the fruit knife in the other hand, then squatted down in front of the man, and patted the man's face with the fruit knife still sticking to the apple juice.
"I just bought the mobile phone, and you've been thinking about it. I'm not too timid. When I was taking a nap, I came to steal the phone. Do you think I'm bullying or stupid?"
Wei Ling now has a completely rogue tone, and when the man wanted to get up, he was stopped by Wei Ling's knife across his neck.
The man still wanted to speak, but Wei Ling's knife pressed down.
"I don't want to listen to your bullshit." Saying that, Wei Ling threw the finished apple downstairs.
Zheng Tan: "..."
Although the management around here is quite chaotic, there is no need to litter randomly. Zheng Tan remembered that Jiao Yuan deducted a piece of pocket money for the transparent glue that Jiao Yuan threw around last week.
But the next moment, Zheng Tan's ears moved, and it seemed that it wasn't the sound of an apple hitting the ground directly. The ground below is all concrete, and it shouldn't be the sound just now.
Although he was puzzled, Zheng Tan didn't immediately run to the railing to look at it. At this time, he mainly paid attention to Wei Ling's side.
Looking back, Wei Ling's hand holding the knife remained the same, but the other hand had already begun to dig into the man's pocket.
Not too long ago, Wei Ling took out a wallet. There was no ID card or the like in it, but it had a thousand dollars. Wei Ling took out a thousand yuan in disgust and put it in his pocket, then returned the wallet.
In addition to the wallet, there are some gadgets for unlocking. Wei Ling's expression of disgust deepened, but he still kept it at his feet.
Then, Wei Ling took out a small plastic white bottle and twisted the cap off. There was medicine in it, but it was also stuffed with cotton.
Zheng Tan heard Dad Jiao say that if it is a newly bought medicine and there is cotton in the bottle, the cotton should be thrown away as soon as possible after opening the bottle. The cotton placed in the medicine bottle at the factory can prevent the pills in the bottle from colliding with each other during the transportation process, which plays a fixed role, and also absorbs the moisture in the air to prevent the medicine from getting wet. However, if the cotton is not thrown away after opening the bottle, the cotton will continue to absorb moisture, which will easily make the medicine damp and deteriorate.
Whether the person who was kicked on the ground knew that he should throw away the cotton to prevent the tablets in the bottle from being contaminated and deteriorated, Zheng Tan was not sure, but Zheng Tan felt that the reason why the person put cotton in the bottle was more likely to prevent theft. During the process, the tablet slammed into the bottle and made a sound due to body movements. Looking at the cotton that Wei Ling pulled out, if the cotton was originally in the bottle, it would be too much. Looking at the half-torn label on the bottle, it was obvious that the medicine had been bought for a while, and it was not all medicines. Need to put cotton, so Zheng Tan believes his guess more.
Wei Ling looked at the medicine in the bottle and patted the man with the blade, "It seems that it has been used many times, and the harvest is not small, right?"
"No... don't understand what you're... talking about..." the man defended with some difficulty, "that's just... my own... motion sickness pills."
"Is all leeks growing in my head?" Wei Ling stood up and kicked the man again.
The man on the ground continued to curl up into a shrimp.
Wei Ling noticed that Zheng Tan was there for a long time, so he didn't continue to talk to the man on the ground, and poured out three pills and forced the man to eat, "Welcome to come again next time, remember to bring more money when you come, That's enough money!"
The person who was given the medicine didn't care about the pain of being kicked, so he got up and rushed out, not paying attention to Zheng Tan who was standing next to the stairs. Of course, the stairs are darker, and Zheng Tan is also dark now, so it's normal to not notice.
In fact, this guy Wei Ling is also a three-dimensional wrong. This is what Zheng Tan has known since he knew Wei Ling.
Wei Ling could obviously turn the thief to the bureau or call the police directly, but Wei Ling acted according to his own preferences and his mood at the time. This time the thief was lucky.
When Zheng Tan entered the room, Wei Ling was sitting beside the bed and was putting the thousand dollars that he had just knocked back into his purse. The small white plastic bottle was on the bedside table, and next to the medicine bottle was a glass of orange juice.
Seeing Zheng Tan looking at the bottle, Wei Ling waved and Zheng Tan jumped to the chair next to him.
Wei Ling felt that it was still too far away, and dragged the chair to the bedside table.
Zheng Tan just squatted on the chair and let him drag the chair, he was too lazy to jump off anyway.
"Have you seen it just now?" Without seeing Zheng Tan's reaction, Wei Ling pointed to the white vial and continued, "This thing is indeed motion sickness medicine, but that kid also used it to commit crimes."
Wei Ling pointed to the remaining label on the bottle, which said "1 tablet at a time". The name of the medicine was only a little bit on it. Zheng Tan didn't know what it was.
"Most motion sickness drugs will make you want to sleep after taking them, but if you take too much, there will be drowsiness, headache, disorientation and other adverse reactions, and may even have mental symptoms such as hallucinations and disturbance of consciousness. Those people are smart now, buying sleeping pills will make them feel better. People in the pharmacy should pay special attention, but there are many people who buy motion sickness medicine, and no one will go to see more, and if you buy motion sickness medicine, even if you get caught, you can deny the drug. Sometimes, motion sickness medicine is also a problem. Big killer."
After a pause, Wei Ling got up and poured out the glass of orange juice, which was a pill. "You should be more careful in the future. Be careful what strangers give you."
Wei Ling also talked to Zheng Tan about the drugs that need attention at ordinary times, or some words that need attention, such as barbiturates, scopolamine, etc.
Medicine can save people and kill people, and some people will have problems if they take too much medicine, let alone a cat.
After Wei Ling randomly bought some food around, he went out with Zheng Tan. When he walked downstairs, Zheng Tan paid special attention to the fact that the apple core that Wei Ling threw was sitting in a plastic trash can.
coincide? Or is Wei Ling's quasi-head itself good
Wei Ling bought a new motorcycle and parked it in the carport of the family's compound when not in use. After all, the management of the place where he lives is too chaotic, so it is relatively safe to leave it in the compound. touch.
Not long after Zheng Tan and Wei Ling returned to Jiao's house, Jiao Yuan and Gu Youzi came back, sent by Aunt Ling.
When Aunt Ling was greeting Wei Ling, Qu Xiangyang, who was opposite, also opened the door, and the three chatted. Aunt Ling had seen Wei Ling once and had a little impression, but this was the first time Qu Xiangyang had seen Wei Ling.
"We can rest assured with you here!" Qu Xiangyang said.
"Little Qu, is your door scratched by a cat's paw?" Aunt Ling asked.
"No! I don't even know when it was scratched. Did Hei Tan take out the door of my house? Those claw marks are deep enough, I didn't expect Hei Tan's claws to be so sharp." Qu Xiangyang said with emotion.
"Of course, if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his claws! To be a cat, you must have the consciousness of being a cat. What if your claws are not sharp?" After speaking, Wei Ling turned to look at Zheng Tan, who was lying on the sofa. "Am I right?"
Zheng Tan tugged at his ears and ignored them.
"Will you change the door later? Buy a steel one later." Aunt Ling joked.
"The door won't be replaced. There are cat paw prints. Those mice shouldn't dare to come, right? Just put it here to scare the mice."
In the evening, Wei Ling boiled the bath water and waited for the two children to take a bath and lie on the bed before sitting down at Jiao Dad's desk, looking at the documents he brought over, and checking the information on Jiao Dad's computer by the way. These all passed through Jiao Dad's desk Agreed, Jiao Yuan and the others won't say anything. It's just that Wei Ling closed the door, and Zheng Tan didn't know what document he was looking at.
It seems that there is no chance to tell Wei Ling about it for the time being. After thinking about it, Zheng Tan chooses to sleep first, and think about how to tell Wei Ling first, and then talk about the rest tomorrow.