The so-called "friends have seen it" is naturally made up. But the most important thing is that Rong Wan was able to get the internal structure diagram of the "Night Color" that Wang Zixuan visited from the system. In a place like that, if you are afraid of being caught by the police, or that there will be troubles around, cameras are usually installed at the entrance and exit, and these surveillance files will be placed in the storage room behind the "Nightlight" staff in order.
As long as the surveillance tape of the week that Wang Zixuan visited last year was stolen, half the battle would be done to kill him.
The back alley of "Night" is close to shopping malls and vegetable markets. It is a quite remote street. At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, it is the best time for business. The service staff inside is busy, and the frequency of people coming into the storage room is greatly reduced.
After there was no one in the storage room, after a while, a nimble figure ran half a meter and climbed up to the second floor along the air conditioner, stepped on the edge with his long legs, took out the long pry pin in his trouser pocket, and fiddled with it. After a few minutes, the locked windows were easily opened.
Rong Wan lowered his head sourly, until he saw Yuan Yun suddenly kicked the window open with his foot, he was suddenly relieved.
"Yuan Yun, give me a hand." Rong Wan whispered.
Yuan Yun looked down at him calmly, weighed the height, and didn't stretch out his hand for a long time. Just when Rong Wan couldn't help but climb up the wall by friction, the shadow around him fell, and Yuan Yun suddenly jumped down, and landed on the ground so flexibly that he didn't make any sound at all.
Rong Wan was startled, and quickly looked up to the window, thinking that someone was coming over there. But Yuan Yun walked around behind him without saying a word, suddenly squatted down, wrapped his hands around his knees, stood up suddenly, and sent him up a distance of a person's height.
Rong Wan couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Brother Yun, this arm is really strong."
When Yuan Yun heard his teasing, his whole body stiffened, his temples twitched - he raised his eyes and glanced at him warningly.
After finishing his work, he had already figured out his sternness, and he didn't care at all. He smiled and went to the outer unit of the air conditioner, held the iron frame with his hands, and then climbed up lightly.
At this moment, Yuan Yun jumped up from his side with the help of the wall, squatted at the window, and stretched out his thin hand towards him.
The two quickly entered the storage room. The lights were not turned on inside, and it was a mess. Under the moonlight, you could still see bras and panties scattered on the floor, as well as unfinished sexually explicit leaflets. Rong Wan's face turned red, and he hurriedly went to see Yuan Yun, but he saw that Yuan Yun was extremely innocent, as if he hadn't seen it, his eyes didn't stop for a moment, and he went straight to search for last year's storage video tape on the cabinet shelf.
Rong Wan told Yuan Yun earlier that his friend saw Wang Zixuan coming and going here in December last year, so they only need to find the surveillance video tape from December last year. The system had already pointed out the direction for him, so after entering the storage room, he knew where the thing he was looking for was at first glance, but to avoid arousing Yuan Yun's suspicion, he dawdled for a long time before whispering in surprise Shouted: "Found it!"
Yuan Yun came over, picked up the video tape and looked at it.
At this moment, footsteps and flirting voices suddenly came from outside the storage room.
The man walked very quickly, and opened the door the very second he heard the voice. As soon as he entered the door, he saw two shadows of young men who couldn't see clearly by the window. After entering the thief, Daobu rushed over—
"Who? What?!"
Before he got close to the window, one of the teenagers threw an empty shelf across the floor, and immediately pinged and banged and swept the floor, scaring him half to death. Just like a leopard, another person squatting on the outside of the air conditioner also jumped down tentatively.
"Grass! We've been thieves!" The man was dumbfounded, and hurried out the door to call for someone.
The height of the second floor is more than three meters. It is easy to climb up, but difficult to jump down. Rong Wan hesitated for a while on the air conditioner, Yuan Yun opened his arms towards him from below, frowned and looked at the noisy gate of "Night", lowered his voice, and said in a hoarse voice: "Jump! I'll follow!"
After Rong finished, he broke his heart and jumped down hastily.
Usually filming at this height would be a coercion, if you just jump down like this, if you don't control the angle properly, you might have to break a leg. But the imagined icy touch of the ground did not come, but fell into the arms of a slightly bone-shattering teenager, and then the two of them fell to the ground.
Seeing several people rushing out of the gate of "Night" over there, Rong Wan felt like he was jumping up and down, got up from Yuan Yun's body, and asked nervously, "Aren't you hurt?"
Yuan Yun glanced at him up and down, not talking nonsense, and dragged him to run wildly.
Those who chased after him didn't know what happened, they only knew that they had been stolen, but they didn't know what was stolen, so they also yelled and cursed and chased after them. The two of them felt the wind blowing under their feet, and they ran wildly, their clothes were bulged by the wind, their hair was in a mess, they rushed to the corner of the downtown street, hurriedly opened the door of a taxi parked by the side of the road, and climbed up.
"Hurry up! Driver! Drive!" Rong Wan took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket. The driver was also taken aback, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. A group of people from behind caught up, and they couldn't even see the faces of the two boys clearly, so they couldn't help but yelled angrily: "Fuck, what's wrong, you're so courageous, you stole something and came to me?"
Rong finished panting heavily and turned around, seeing them from the rear window of the car in a state of dismay, he was immediately extremely proud, and couldn't help reaching out and hugging Yuan Yun's neck, laughing wildly: "They chased them out with all their strength, and when they went back, they found that it was just the young If you bought an insignificant videotape, you might be so mad!"
He didn't hear Yuan Yun's utterance, so he turned his head to the side, and saw Yuan Yun's eyes fell on his face, and there seemed to be a faint smile in his eyes.
But seeing him approaching at a close distance, Yuan Yun suddenly moved his eyes away in a panic, and shouted in a low voice, "Take your hands away!"
"Stingy, just put it on, don't take it away!" Rong Wan continued to hug his neck, and deliberately sat closer to him, exhaling on his neck, suddenly remembered something, and frowned: " By the way, are there any scratches?"
Yuan Yun ignored him, and took out the video tape from his pocket and put it in the schoolbag he brought. But as soon as he opened the zipper, Rong Wan grabbed his hand, and Yuan Yun's whole body tensed up—
"I didn't bother to ask you a question, I have a little scratch." Rong Wan urged the driver, "Master, hurry up, help me turn on the light in the back seat, it's so dark that I can't see it!"
The driver glanced at the two noisy people in the rearview mirror and turned on the yellow light behind him.
After Rong finished, he turned on the lamp and stared at Yuan Yun's right fingers with a frown. When the two of them were rolling on the ground just now, his head didn't hit the ground, but he felt the back of his head being dragged by something. Sure enough, the back of Yuan Yun's hand was completely torn. , also pressed into the sand.
Although the wound is not big, it still looks distressing. Blood oozes out, and several pieces of skin on the knuckles of the index finger are turned up. The fine and dense sand is still embedded in it. If Yuan Yun handles it by himself, he may use cold water It's okay to rush.
As soon as Rong Wan thought that Yuan Yun was usually injured, and he went back and washed it with water very casually without applying medicine, he felt that the joy of grabbing the video tape faded by half. He couldn't stand the person in front of him getting hurt, no matter it was the last life or this life.
Why are some people able to live in luxury, live in harmony at home, be liked by their classmates, and go abroad to play during festivals, while others are left alone with blood and blood, and are shunned as scourges? Even when I got home, it was a cold bed.
After accepting all kinds of messy emotions in my heart, my throat moved, and I whispered: "Don't move, I have iodophor and cotton swabs in my schoolbag, first help you get the sand out."
The driver stumbled curiously, and asked: "You high school students, don't you usually study? Why do some people put alcohol and bandages in their schoolbags, ready to fight for the tribe at any time?!"
Rong Wan felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he didn't bother to pay attention to the driver's teasing.
And Yuan Yun still looked expressionless, cool is pretty cool, but it made the driver feel a little bit annoyed, and turned his head back in resentment to concentrate on driving.
the back seat of the car.
Regardless of Yuan Yun's resistance, Rong Wan pulled the man's hand over forcefully, pressed it firmly between his knees, then unscrewed the cap of the iodophor bottle, and took out a cotton swab. Holding the cotton swab, he let go of Yuan Yun's hand on his knees. Yuan Yun seemed to want to withdraw his hand immediately, but Rong Wan didn't let him do so, so he quickly reached out and grabbed him.
He held Yuan Yun's broken hand in the palm of his hand, lowered his head, first used a cotton swab to get out the sand from the back of the broken hand, and then dipped the cotton swab in iodophor for anti-inflammatory—
But Yuan Yun didn't seem to struggle any more, just stared at him with lowered eyes. Rong Wan doesn't care what his expression is now, anyway, if he doesn't give him medicine, he will feel uncomfortable, and no one can make himself feel uncomfortable.
But after taking half of the medicine, Rong remembered that the wound on Yuan Yun's arm didn't know what to do, so he couldn't help frowning, and really wanted to complain: "Next time, if there is a wound, please come to me." , don’t I have all the medicine here for you, don’t I? But it’s better not to get hurt... why do you get hurt all the time..." After speaking, I was already holding back a bit of sadness.
Yuan Yun lowered his eyes stiffly, watching Rong Wan's cautious movements, and the distress that almost overflowed in his eyes - the other party's light breath fell on the back of his cold hand a little, the temperature was scorching hot, as if he could The little sun that melts everything. For a few seconds, Yuan Yun's brain was unable to think.
Same as last time, the last time he saw the wound on his arm, the circles of his eyes were still red.
Yuan Yun hardly dared to look any more, turned his head away, his palms were stained with sweat.
He was very nervous, like a sharp blade met a soft rib, and even a panic that he had never seen before appeared in his heart.
"Okay." Rong Wan finally got out those embedded sands, heaved a sigh of relief, and after applying some povidone iodine on Yuan Yun to reduce inflammation, he put down Yuan Yun's hand.
Yuan Yun withdrew his hand, looked out the window expressionlessly, but clenched his fingers nervously. He pursed his lips tightly. At this time, he didn't know that his heart was beating very fast, which had exceeded the heart rate produced by vigorous running.