The Plough

Chapter 158

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Ling Shu has always suspected that Lu Zude was pretending to be crazy.

But it is also a skill for a person to be able to smirk without blinking for half an hour.

At the very least, Ling Shu couldn't see any flaws under close observation.

Lu Zude has been detained for so many days, there must be people of all kinds who have come, hoping to get a secret from him.

Including Lu Tongcang's secret, Lu Tongcang holds the secret of other people's secrets.

Lu Tongcang died suddenly, but he has been on the beach for so many years, and the invisible handles in his hands are estimated to be enough to knock down most of the political arena and make many bigwigs panic.

How many people can't wait to dig out these secret bits and pieces from Lu Zude's mouth, and how many people are looking forward to Lu Zude's death.

Ling Shu heard Shen Renjie say that Lu Zude had been in prison for so many days, and he had encountered food poisoning three times and an assassination by a cellmate. When the opportunity arises, he will start tossing, such as scratching himself with a broken bowl of porcelain, scratching his body with large and small wounds, and the patrol room cannot let him die, so he has to find someone to watch him, which can be said to be exhausted. .

Ling Shu's eyes lingered down from his neck, including the hands and feet that were exposed outside the clothes. The wounds were deep and shallow, and some of them were still oozing blood.

He didn't seem to notice it himself, staring at a point in the corner of the room, dazed and confused.

Ling Shu took away the patrol who was in charge of guarding him, and the latter was relieved and happy for a moment.

It is not a beautiful job to guard such a person. The other party would rather go to the streets to patrol than face a lunatic. After a long time, he can drive the people who watch him crazy.

There were only Ling Shu and Lu Zude in the cell.

The roars and shouts of other prisoners were heard not far away, magnified in the dark and empty space, and echoed layer by layer, and it was not so clear again.

"Lu Zude, I know you don't want to die. Playing crazy is the only way for you to survive."

Ling Shu was a stone's throw away from him, and only the other side could hear what he said.

"You know too many secrets, those people won't let you die well, but now, they can't tell the truth from the false, but they won't kill you for a while, so you can live longer. But have you ever thought about it, Do you have any other way to live?"

Lu Zude was indifferent, neither did Ling Shu, and continued—

"I can help you change your name and surname and go to Hong Kong. As long as you leave Shanghai, those people can't help you. They may be able to call the wind and the rain here, but when you leave Shanghai, many people's hands can't stretch that long. This is your only way to survive. , I hope you take good care of it."

Ling Shu didn't intend to help Lu Zude change his face to escape, but his method was true. As long as a person still has the desire to survive, he will never sit here and wait for death. Even if he acts stupid, he will always show some subconscious reaction.

However, he was disappointed.

Lu Zude didn't react at all.

His eyes were still dull, his expression was dull, and his hair didn't even tremble.

At most, he was muttering to himself, what nursery rhymes were being sung, and nine out of ten lines were incomprehensible to others.

Is it really stupid

Ling Shu didn't want a really stupid Lu Zude, that would make his trip meaningless.

Together, Sister Rong and Sister Song don't know as much as Lu Zude.

Even if there is any news about Miss Feng San's whereabouts, it must be on Lu Zude.

"Think about it, I won't come back once I leave today. If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to go out again in the future. I'm only interested in the whereabouts of Miss Feng San, and I don't want to know any other secrets. You Are you sure you don't even want to take this opportunity?"

He approached Lu Zude and said every word.

The latter slowly turned his gaze back to him, and giggled abruptly.

Ling Shu was about to get up, but unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly attacked, and he directly knocked him down, and even opened his mouth to bite.

He raised his leg and kicked, and Lu Zude flew out and fell directly into the corner of the wall.

"Ho... ho..."

Lu Zude was panting, like an old and corrupted bellows. The strength of this kick was not light. He must have severe pain in his abdomen now. Ling Shu stood still, staring at him coldly.

He actually spoke up.

"Miss Feng San... Feng Zhenzhu... The pearl is round, white and smooth... Hehehe!"

Lu Zude didn't mind that Ling Shu said nothing, he just smiled.

It's just this smile, it's not like a smirk, it sounds a little creepy.

Ling Shu said slowly: "You know her name is Pearl, remember? Then where is she?"

Lu Zude blinked and smiled, "Pearl, she's right behind you!"

The kerosene lamp in the corner flickered and flickered, and the faint light could not resist the darkness of the large area.

The yin wind blowing from nowhere was pressing towards the back of his neck, and Rao Shi Ling Shu couldn't help shivering.

Ling Shu took a step forward.

"You have figured it out for yourself. Feng Zhenzhu can save your life. You are not at a loss. Don't toast, don't eat and drink fine."

Lu Zude hugged his knees and shrank to the corner, as if something really floated past.

"Don't come! Don't come! You didn't kill me, don't look for me!"

Ling Shu's heart sank, he intuitively said that this sentence was referring to Feng Zhenzhu.

Could it be that Miss Feng San is really dead

But is there really a ghost in this world calling to complain about grievances

"Don't come here, you have a debt and a debt, you go to them, go to them!"

Lu Zude was still shouting in a low voice, his face was distorted, and his fear could not be disguised.

Ling Shu: "Who are they?"

Lu Zude muttered, but the voice was getting smaller and smaller, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

Ling Shu tried to get closer again, but the other party suddenly screamed and pressed his entire body to the corner of the wall with his back facing him.

Lu Zude's figure was originally small, but this time it was even more shrunk into a ball.

No matter how pitiful the leader of the trafficker is now, Ling Shu refused to let him go.

"say!"

Lu Zude shivered and shook his head violently.

"I don't know. I don't know. You go to them instead of me! Go away, go away!"

He seems to be driving Ling Shu away, more like driving away unknown creatures in the dark.

"Is Miss Feng San dead? Who killed it? You? If you killed it, you will be charged with one more crime, and the gods won't be able to save you!"

Ling Shu lowered his voice and threatened viciously.

Lu Zude just shook his head, but did not speak.

Ling Shu stood up, took a few steps back, and looked at Lu Zude coldly for a long time. Seeing that the other party still refused to explain, although his face was not revealed, he was a little helpless inside.

It didn't make much sense to stay any longer, he was about to leave.

He thought that the other party was pretending to be crazy, but now it seems that he is really crazy again.

If Lu Zude's acting skills are really good to this level, it's no wonder that those who are eager to get secrets from him can't figure out whether he is crazy or not, and keep his little life.

But what's the point of living like this

Hanging on in the dark, pretending to be mad and foolish under surveillance, just breathing out of two nostrils, is it called alive

Is this what Lu Zude wants

Behind him, Lu Zude began to speak upside down again.

"Pearl, pearls are so beautiful, I like agate, agate like fire, fiery red, fire... They say fire is vermilion, fire, hehe, and blue dragon, tiger, turtle!"

Ling Shu's footsteps stopped.

"I like turtles too, shells, I'm going to get in... Where's my shell? Hey, where's my shell?"

He stopped and listened for a while, and found that the other party's words had no logical order.

Ling Shu went to see Sister Rong and Sister Song again.

Sure enough, these two women were normal, but they didn't know anything. Sister Rong refuted her statement that she had met Miss Feng San before, insisting that she was wrong.

The patrolman told him that among the women who would be kidnapped in Chunshan, there was indeed a woman who was somewhat similar to Miss Feng San, but her surname was Chen, her family background was ordinary, she was a female student, and had nothing to do with the Feng family, it was just a coincidence.

Ling Shu gained nothing from the three of them, so he had to leave here completely.

The darkness of the prison and the sunshine outside describe two worlds.

Ling Shu let out a long breath.

To be honest, staying inside may not feel like at first, but after a long time, that kind of depression is enough to drive normal people crazy.

Maybe Lu Zude is so crazy.

But is he really crazy

Ling Shu is also a little uncertain now.

No one can pretend to such a degree that he is not at all tempted by the temptation to escape from birth.

Yue Dingtang and Shen Renjie were waiting for him outside.

Along with them are the Yang family couples.

Yue Dingtang came forward, and things went well. After a phone call with Minister Feng, the Yang family was granted parole. In other words, they were placed under house arrest. The patrol room sent someone to live in the Yang family and went in and out with them. This person is Shen Renjie.

When Ling Shu heard this, he joked: "Old Shen, are you almost a veteran surveillance expert?"

Shen Renjie sighed: "This job is done, hey, I actually don't want to!"

Ling Shu patted him on the shoulder: "Come on! You live in Yang's house, you are served with delicious food, and you don't have to go back to the patrol room to order Mao, it's not much more comfortable than before. If this case is done well, you will have another share of the credit. , what else is not satisfied?"

Shen Renjie couldn't hold on, so he heard the words, hey hey, and stopped stammering.

"What happened to Lu Zude?" Yue Dingtang asked.

Ling Shu shook his head: "His mouth is so tight that he can't pry anything out. I even suspect that he is crazy."

Shen Renjie: "Trust me now, we suspected him at first to pretend to be mad and foolish, but later we tried all kinds of methods, but those face stickers and tiger benches couldn't try him out, and people were even more crazy. Actually, he's crazy when he's crazy. Originally, he couldn't be killed by thunder, but the people above didn't want to kill him. !"

Ling Shu sighed, "If he's really pretending, then I really admire him so much. If a person can be so cruel to himself, it's no wonder that he was able to grab Jiang He's position under Lu Tongcang."

The Yang family followed behind them, not knowing what they were discussing, but they were trembling and flinching.

The prison in the patrol room is not something that ordinary people can endure. Although the couple did not have what happened to Lu Zude, they must have suffered a lot of sparring, plus psychological torture. They are lucky not to be sick.

"Several officers, when we arrive, please invite a few to sit in the house first. What do you want to check, we will find it for you." The woman pointed to a house in front of her and said.

This is an unremarkable residential house, no different from other houses around.

Ling Shu is a local. He knows that this area is populated by people who are not very wealthy. It is not enough, and it is more than the next. It cannot be called a slum. It is even more difficult to use up the wealth they have saved, especially in such a world, to maintain a peaceful life.

For Yang Chunhe to go to college in such an environment, it must be because her parents love her very much and regard her daughter as the jewel in her palm.

"Sister-in-law, is Chunhe your only child?"

Ling Shu was courteous and dressed in casual clothes, which made Mrs. Yang closer than Shen Renjie.

"Yes, she originally had an older brother who passed away due to illness two years ago. Hey, we have a child with this child. She will help us with work after school on weekdays. She is very sensible and painful..."

"Sister-in-law, now it's not whether we believe in Chunhe or not, but she is missing. Even if she is innocent, she has to be found first. It can't just disappear for no reason. Your family has only one child, a college student, and a future. The pillar of the country, we will do our best."

Ling Shu comforted her, and sure enough, Sister Yang gradually calmed down.

"Yes yes, it's time to find someone first... Sir, then please!"

Sister-in-law Yang wiped the corner of her eyes, raised her legs and went to the back room, while the Yang family men poured tea and water for them.

"Several officers, please forgive me. We haven't come back for two days, and there is nothing ready to eat at home. Otherwise, I will let my son go out and buy a chicken, and I will cook chicken soup for a few today!"

He nodded and bowed his head, ready to be attentive.

Sister-in-law Yang took out a small package from the back room and opened it to find a few pieces of silver.

"Several officers, this is our savings for many years, a little thought, please accept it with a smile."

Shen Renjie was about to stretch out his hand, but Ling Shu glared back.

Ling Shu pushed her hand and said sternly, "Sister Yang, we are not here to get benefits, but to investigate the case. I want to go to your daughter's house to have a look."

Sister-in-law Yang said hurriedly, "I'll take you there, please!"

This home is not big, and Yang Chunhe's house is even smaller.

But although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

There are not many books on the table, but there are many notebooks, which are piled up and noticed at a glance.

Ling Shu picked up a copy and opened it, it was "Les Miserables" handwritten by Yang Chunhe.

Open another book, it is "Ball of Suet".

Next to Mrs. Yang said: "Our family Chunhe borrowed a book from the library and copied it when she got home. She said that she didn't want to buy it. First, it could save her family money, and secondly, she could memorize it when she copied it, which would make it easier to copy the book. After reading the content, her father and I don't understand either, so I'll leave it to her."

Ling Shu nodded, he was indeed a hardworking child.

He turned over it one by one.

Most of them are hand-copied books, and some are thesis assignments. Yang Chunhe treats each assignment very carefully, and it can be seen that she cherishes her studies very much.

Ling Shu noticed that in some free course papers, her imagination is very rich, and she always has all kinds of whimsy. Although she is not a history major, she is particularly interested in all kinds of anecdotes in history. Interested, under a stargazing insight, I even copied a copy of "Mengxi Bi Tan", in which I wrote no less than the number of words in the original book in the chapter of various strange things and anecdotes in the past dynasties.

for example-

Shen Kuo once wrote that there is a light-transmitting bronze mirror in his home, with ancient inscriptions engraved on the back that no one can understand.

Yang Chunhe commented on the side that the inscription on this mirror has not determined the secret of antiquity, and records the technique of immortality in the face. Unfortunately, no one knows it today. If there is this mirror, I will spend my life pursuing the mystery.

A confident tone, but also very childish.

Teenagers and girls always have endless longings and fantasies about the world, but girls’ families prefer beautiful clothes and rouge gouache that match their age. There are very few people like Yang Chunhe who focus on astronomy and ancient mysteries.

When Yue Dingtang saw that Ling Shu was interested in flipping through the various notes left by Yang Chunhe, and he was even sitting down, he patted him on the shoulder to remind him.

"Bring back what you want to see, don't delay others here."

Ling Shu woke up like a dream, and remembered that the purpose of the Yang couple being released was that the patrol room wanted to use them to catch Yang Chunhe out. If he and Yue Dingtang were here, Yang Chunhe would definitely not appear.

But after reading these diaries, he has ruled out Yang Chunhe's suspicion in his mind.

At best, this is a girl who loves fantasies and fantasizes, and absolutely can't do things like kidnapping and murdering because of jealousy.

What's more, in her so many notes, there is no record about Wu Wu.

This shows that even if she is obsessed with Wu Wu, it is not that deep.

However, he still had two notebooks to read, so Ling Shu decided not to draw conclusions for the time being.

"When you say it, I'm really hungry."

"What do you want to eat?"

"De Da Western Cuisine Club?"

"Let's go." Yue Dingtang agreed.

Instead, Ling Shu felt embarrassed.

"Just find a home, I guess I won't be able to wait that long."

Shen Renjie was drooling next to him, and couldn't help but interject: "I know the Portuguese chicken and tenderloin steak from Deda Western Cuisine Club are the best."

Ling Shu patted him on the shoulder: "In order to be worthy of your recommendation, we will eat more."

Shen Renjie: …

He was still waiting for the two of them to invite him together. Even if he asked politely, he would definitely climb down the hill and climb the pole, but they didn't even ask!

Shen Renjie's teeth were itchy.

The Yang family man came over cautiously and asked, "Sir Shen, would you like some porridge?"

Shen Renjie was annoyed: "I'm not hungry!"

Returning home with Yang Chunhe's two notebooks, Ling Shu was able to spare an evening to read carefully.

He found that the last two notes were actually poems.

There are flowers and trees on the campus, and there are obscure favors for someone - Ling Shu can't see whether it is Wu Wu, because Yang Chunhe has no explicit and implicit at all, and it is suitable for every young heterosexual body. .

The ones who wrote the most were the stars in the sky.

As Wu Wu said, she made up a story for each star and wrote it in a poem.

The choice of words and sentences is a little naive, but it is full of enthusiasm and rich imagination enough to make up for those deficiencies, turning each poem into a star aria.

Ling Shu browsed for a moment with the double eyes of investigation and appreciation, and suddenly let out a loud noise, and his body suddenly sat up from half lying on the bed!

He found a strange place.

Yang Chunhe has written more than once about the Eastern Canglong Qisu, and the frequency of mentioning the word Canglong is too high.

He opened the book and counted them one by one, and he actually counted to twenty-seven.

Why is Yang Chunhe so interested in Canglong Qisu

Where did he seem to have heard these lately...

Ling Shu frowned and searched in his mind, but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by his sister Ling Yao's voice.

Ling Yao called him outside the door: "Little brother, Dingtang is here to find you!"

This Yue Dingtang, even if he thinks about him again, it's just a night away. There's no need to think about this. It's impossible for him not to go home and sleep every night.

Ling Shu sneered narcissistically, not wanting to leave the bed at all.

"Sister, let him in!"

"It's ridiculous, how can someone entertain people like this, don't care about him..."

There was a vague complaint from the elder sister and Yue Dingtang's response that seemed to be saying it didn't matter, and the door was quickly pushed open.

Ling Shu raised his eyebrows at him and patted the bed next to him.

Yue Dingtang didn't move.

"Miss Feng San is back."

"what?"