The Plough

Chapter 56

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Jiang He had a strange dream.

He dreamed that he became an apple tree.

Fruitful, full of ripe apples.

At first glance, it is a red and crisp Shandong big apple.

When the apple is ripe, it can't hang, and it falls down by itself.

There was a man standing under the tree, taking one in one hand, and biting into his mouth when he took it.

Click, click.

Never stop.

Jiang He opened his eyes.

The wall of white flowers caught the eye first, then the iron frame and the medicine bottle dripped.

A young man sat not far from the bed, nibbling on an apple.

Click, click.

Jiang He's teeth were a little sour.

He looked at each other, and the other looked at him.

After a long while, the young man raised the apple with almost only the core left in his hand.

"Do you want to eat too?"

Jiang He: …

"Where is this?" He suddenly woke up, "You sent me to the hospital?"

Coming to the hospital means that the whereabouts are exposed, and the murderer will soon find the door.

He subconsciously wanted to get up, but the back of his hand hurt.

The needle was pulled, and blood beads appeared in an instant.

Jiang He has a kind of trance of being separated from the world.

He remembered that he went to Paramount to celebrate Miss Zhen's birthday, remembered that the house was full of guests, full of clothes, Miss Zhen was beautiful, but He Youan was even better, and he also remembered that Miss Zhen ignored most of the wealthy sons and brothers in Shanghai and was alone I picked a little-known little white face to dance the first dance.

He also remembered that he left the arena early, was chased by a killer, and the other party came prepared and wanted his life wholeheartedly.

It was the young man in front of him.

he is-

"Ling..."

"Pivot. The pivot of the Privy Council, the pivot of the Tianshu."

Ling Shu finished eating the apple and put the core aside.

"Don't worry, you're not in the hospital. This is a western medical clinic in the concession. The doctor is also a foreign devil. Those people won't find it here for the time being. You can slowly recover and let your subordinates take you back."

Jiang He's memories slowly returned to his cage.

He seemed to have a road, and was dragged forward in a semi-consciousness.

The feeling of dragging your feet on the ground is so strong that your legs are still sore and numb, as if... you fell again

In order to prove that his memory was correct, he lifted the quilt and rolled up his trousers.

Sure enough, gauze was attached to the knee, and the redness and swelling on the edge could still be seen.

Jiang He looked up at Ling Shu.

The latter snorted: "Why is your knee still hurt? It's none of my business! I almost took my life to save you!"

Jiang He: "Where are those people?"

Ling Shu: "I lost it."

Jiang He: "Impossible, they're experts at tracking, and I'm injured again. You alone—"

Even if one of the four killers was brought down by him, and there were three others, it would be almost impossible for Ling Shu to escape alone.

Ling Shu: "After you fell into a coma, I didn't take you over the wall, but ran into the house. After walking out of the main entrance, there were three fork roads. The three tracked them in three separate ways, but in fact, we were hiding in the house at the time. When they were far away, I would take you away."

Jiang He was noncommittal, and he didn't know whether he believed what he said, or was shocked by Ling Shu's intelligence.

Ling Shu was too lazy to care what he was thinking.

"During your operation, I ate two apples, a meat bun, and a bowl of soy milk, totaling 15 cents. For the sake of our life and death, I wiped off the fraction for you. Also, if just now It's not me, you died on the street long ago, and after you fell into a coma, you didn't have enough money on your body, I even paid you a handling fee, the grace of escape and the grace of survival, eh?"

Jiang He was silent for a moment: "When my injury is healed, I will go to get the money and deliver it to the house in person."

Ling Shu cupped his hands in a fake manner: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey. You see, we are also friends of life and death. If I ask you a few irrelevant questions, you will never reject people thousands of miles away, right?"

Jiang He didn't speak, and Ling Shu didn't mind, so he continued to ask.

"He You'an, what is the relationship with you?"

Jiang He: "It doesn't matter. As I said, I don't know her."

Ling Shu got up and sat beside the bed and said earnestly: "Old Jiang, you are not being kind, I worked so hard to take you to escape for this answer, almost two dead and two lives, but you are still so unhappy, since it doesn't matter. , why did you secretly meet Chen Wendong on the balcony of Paramount?"

Jiang He: "I didn't look for him, he came to me."

Ling Shu: "What did he do for you?"

Jiang He: "Buy your life."

Ling Shu: "Whose?"

As soon as he asked this sentence, he felt that it was inappropriate and immediately changed his words.

"Wait. You may not know it yet. I accepted He You'an's commission to help her find the murderer who sent her death threats one after another. If your answer has nothing to do with this matter, you don't need to answer me."

Jiang He: "Related."

Ling Shu was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to think deeply, he saw a smile on Jiang He's pale lips, and there seemed to be gloating malice in his eyes.

"He wants to buy your life."

Ling Shu was investigating the serial death threats behind He Youan and found Chen Wendong.

And Chen Wendong also wanted Ling Shu's life.

What a coincidence.

"I don't know him, and I haven't even spoken a word." Ling Shu said.

Jiang He: "I do things with money, and I never ask why. He buys it and pays for it. I'll take it if I want."

Ling Shu pointed to himself: "Lao Jiang, look at me. Handsome and handsome, with a jade tree facing the wind, it is hard to find a few in this world. They are the best in the world, and they will be gone when they die. Besides, I just saved them today. Wouldn't you be so kind and revenge for your life?"

Jiang He: "I can give you a large sum of money first, repay your life-saving grace, and then kill you, otherwise the grievances will be cleared up."

Ling Shu: "Damn the grievances and grievances! Can your life be measured by money? Then you give me the money first, and I will run for my life now. You just pretend that you haven't seen me today, and we will have an indefinite future. Don't let it go!"

It had been too long for Jiang He to feel like he just wanted to laugh.

But as soon as he made a movement from his throat, he was involved in the wound on his body, and his face darkened immediately in pain.

Ling Shu thought he was unwilling, and sighed: "Forget it, I consider myself unlucky, I originally wanted to ask you how many large yellow croakers you want, but now it seems that if you are willing to pay me back the surgery fee and the meal money, that's about it. For the sake of our acquaintance, it's all ten dollars. I know you have money in your shirt pocket. When you ran for your life before, I was of good character and didn't move a single cent. Now that you are awake, If I take money in front of you, it doesn't count as stealing!"

After that, he really got up and reached for Jiang He's coat hanging on the hanger.

Jiang He: "I didn't agree."

"Huh?" Ling Shu groped in his coat pocket without raising his head.

Jiang He: "I didn't accept his deal."

Ling Shu immediately retracted his hands, went back to the bed and sat down, smiling and asking for warmth.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier, does the wound still hurt? I asked the doctor to come in and give you a few more injections to relieve the pain?"

Jiang He: …

Ling Shu: "He gave you less money?"

Jiang He replied, "He You'an is not as simple as you think."

The meat is here.

Ling Shu tucked his quilt and poured him a glass of plain water from a hot water bottle.

"If you are sick, drink more boiling water, you continue to say."

Jiang He: …

He had a gunshot wound to one arm, a sling shot in the other, and where is the third hand holding a cup

But Ling Shu obviously didn't mean to feed him, so he picked up an apple from the side.

Click, take a big mouthful.

Jiang He: "He Youan once asked me to kill two people."

Ling Shu was horrified: "She? Looking for you to kill? Who to kill?"

If this is the case, then He Youan is also very good at acting.

Jiang He: "Xiao Jun and Chen Youhua."

"What's the history?"

These were two completely unfamiliar names, and Ling Shu couldn't find their source even though he searched through his memory.

Jiang He: "One is a tailor in a tailor shop. There are three generations of tailors in the family. By now, he is the fourth generation. The tailor shop has been operating for decades. He is not well-known, but the neighbors around him are willing to find him to make clothes. The other is a newspaper employee. , responsible for newspaper printing, in his 40s, his children died early, and he has a successor who will marry again.

Ling Shu frowned: "These two people should have a bad relationship with He Youan. Are you sure she asked you to kill?"

Jiang He: "The murder list, along with the US dollars, was placed in a file bag, which He Youan handed it to me. However, according to my investigation, the person should be the one Shen Shiqi wanted to kill. He Youan didn't know what was in the file bag. What, just give it to me according to Shen Shiqi's orders."

Ling Shu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it, I said she's not like this. Are those two still alive?"

Jiang He: "One is dead, the other is alive."

Ling Shu: "Do you still have time to miss?"

Jiang He: "Chen Youhua disappeared on the day the killer was dispatched. Nothing in the house was moved. He and his wife were gone."

Ling Shu: "In other words, your mission failed? What happened later?"

Jiang He: "A month later, my subordinate happened to be in Hangzhou, and saw Chen Youhua haunt a bookstore in Hangzhou. Coincidentally, he just went in on the front foot, and He Youan also went to the bookstore on the back foot to buy books."

Ling Shu: "Why did He Youan appear in Hangzhou?"

Jiang He: "I checked it later, and He Youan happened to be going back to Hangzhou to visit relatives in those few days, saying that a distant aunt lived there."

Ling Shu smiled: "I can see it, your curiosity is no less than mine, you must break the casserole and ask to the end, to find out whether He Youan has such an aunt?"

Jiang He: "Yes. Her aunt lives not far from the West Lake. She is quite old and has limited mobility. I asked someone to try it out. The other party really called He Youan a niece, and she could even call her by her nickname."

Ling Shu: "So, it's just a coincidence that He Youan and Chen Youhua appeared together?"

Jiang He said coldly, "No coincidence is a book. Too many coincidences will make people suspicious, so I said, He Youan is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

Ling Shu: "Then it's impossible for her to ask me to help and at the same time send Chen Wendong to entrust you to kill me, right? I have no grievances with her. What is this for?"