Qiao Wen, who was standing on the side of the street at this time, withdrew his thoughts and squinted his eyes at the signboard of Furong Tea House.
In his era, to stop Chen Jianan's actions today was just a matter of phone calls, but now that there is no mobile phone, he can only run over and wait for the rabbit.
Although Chen Jianan was fierce and violent, he was definitely not a brainless guy to become a big villain. In the original book, he killed Lin Zhaoming and not only got away without leaving any evidence.
And to be able to do it so neatly, he must have made all the preparations—such as disguise and change, and set up an ambush in advance.
Qiao Wen felt that he was a little hungry again. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a fish ball stall next to him. He walked over and bought a copy. He was about to start eating when he suddenly felt a gaze staring at him. Seeing a little beggar in ragged clothes, he was staring at the fish ball in his hand eagerly, his dirty little mouth was opened wide, and the saliva was about to flow out.
He was slightly taken aback, glanced at the steaming fish ball in his hand, handed it to him, and said softly, "Here you are."
It was probably the first time for the little beggar to meet such a gentle and generous person, so he took it over in surprise, bowed again and again, hurried to the dirty corner and sat down, his face almost fell into the fish ball, Xilihulu started munching.
This is a world where some people live in the gorgeous clouds, and some people linger in the mud.
Qiao Wen shook his head, and bought another one for himself, because standing was too difficult, so he walked to the bench beside him, and started to eat slowly while observing the movement diagonally across.
Uncle Lin Zihui's teahouse has a good business, and this is the time when there are many people coming in and out.
Qiao Wen didn't specifically stare at the door of the Furong Tea Room, but focused on the two sides of the tea room.
On one side is an izakaya, on the other side is a grocery store, and there is a newspaper stall at the door of the grocery store. Occasionally, people passing by stop to read for a while, and then buy a copy.
After finishing a bowl of fish balls, Qiao Wen's eyes locked on a figure who had been standing in the newspaper stall for more than five minutes.
The figure was facing this side, and with the twilight approaching, he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly. He was wearing a gray-blue shirt, black trousers, a peaked cap, and an official document between his elbows. Bag, is the attire of a company office worker, exactly the same as many urban men who have just got off work on the road at this time and are in a hurry.
But because the original body and Chen Canaan could recognize each other even if they turned into ashes, Qiao Wen had already confirmed that this person was Chen Canaan at first glance by his figure.
He originally planned to walk over and stop the person, but after thinking about it, he gave up.
When he finished eating the fish balls, Chen Jianan across the street finally bought a newspaper, but instead of walking away, he lit a cigarette, spread the newspaper in his hand, and leaned against the side of the road Telephone poles, flipping through them unhurriedly.
After flipping through it for a while, he raised his wrist, looked at the time, folded the newspaper, and walked into the Furong Tea Room next to him.
Qiao Wen threw the finished lunch box into the trash can, clapped his hands across the road, and walked towards the tea room.
The tea room is divided into two floors, the lower floor is a hall with Eight Immortals tables, and the second floor is a private seat and private room.
Qiao Wen went directly to the second floor.
When he got out of the stairs, he glanced casually, and at a glance he saw the man in the peaked cap who was sitting in the private seat by the window, had already ordered tea, and pretended to drink it.
In addition to wearing a hat and a beard, the man looked much older than his original age. If the original body was not too familiar with him, this disguise could actually be considered a success.
As Qiao Wen stood there, the waitress at the teahouse came over and asked, "Sir, how many are there?"
He waved his hand and walked straight towards the elegant seat.
Halfway through the walk, the man in the private seat had clearly noticed the strangeness, and suddenly turned his head to look over, his handsome eyebrows frowned into a character horoscope.
Qiao Wen raised the corner of his mouth and showed him a smiling expression.
But a certain future villain suddenly stared blankly, and the fake beard on his lips twitched twice in response to the occasion.
"Brother Nan! You didn't call me for tea?" Qiao Wen said with a smile.
The man in the seat just felt his head go blank, and stared at him with wide eyes, looking terrified.
Chen Jianan was born in the Walled City and grew up in the Walled City. He saw someone lying dead on the street twice in three days. Zhao Shanhai borrowed money, and the other party sent him a murder mission, saying that if he could only do it well, he would give him 10,000 yuan immediately, and he would agree to it without hesitation.
All he wanted was to get the money to treat Qiao Wen's illness. Until now, he was very calm about the first murder.
Because he thought of sending Qiao Wen to a big hospital after killing someone, he was even a little excited. As if not to kill people, but to kill a chicken.
However, when he saw Qiao Wen who suddenly appeared here, all his excitement was immediately shattered.
That's right, Chen Jianan is not afraid of everything, but he is afraid of his good brother who grew up together.
Qiao Wen was different from him. He followed his grandpa and grandma to Kowloon Walled City when he was five or six years old. At that time, he was wearing a small suit, combing Cen Liang's small parted hair, pink face and peach cheeks. He was as beautiful as a doll in a painting. He is a rich young man who came from a big family.
And indeed it is.
The Qiao family was originally a large family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. After experiencing wars and famines, the family was destroyed. The big family has been living in the Kowloon Walled City to make a living. There are only an old couple and a young grandson left. Grandfather of the Qiao family was already seriously ill when he came here, and he left his wife and grandson behind him not long after.
Grandma Qiao used to be a rich lady, she was a decent person even if she was poor, she always wore an old cheongsam and her hair was combed neatly. The little grandson was even tidied up by him. Even though he was wearing patched old clothes, his little face was always fair and beautiful. No one could help but take a second look.
The children in the walled city are always like monkeys rolling in the mud. Chen Jianan has never seen such a beautiful little person. At that time, he went to listen to people's storytelling and heard the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. He didn't remember anything else, but he remembered that there was a beauty named Xiao Qiao in it. He felt that this title was very suitable for Qiao Wen, so he called him Xiao Qiao one by one every day.
In addition to good looks, Qiao Wen also has a great specialty, that is, he gets sick twice in three days, like a doll made of porcelain, as if it would break when squeezed by hand, and fall down when the wind blows.
Such a little person would naturally be bullied in a city where the weak prey on the strong, and Chen Jianan spontaneously became his protector. Whoever dared to bully his younger brother, Xiao Qiao, had to eat a piece of him. Remember the big fist.
Qiao Wen naturally also relied on him, the two grew up close together, not brothers are better than brothers
Grandma Qiao's lifelong wish is that her grandson can walk out of the city and become a decent person again, so she saves money and sends her grandson to a missionary school outside, and carefully educates him to get out of the mud.
Although Qiao Wen grew up in the Walled City, his character is very noble, and he doesn't take the dirty things in the Walled City very seriously. Once he finds out that Chen Jianan has done something bad, he must be reprimanded and educated.
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Therefore, whenever Chen Jianan did something immoral, he would definitely carry Qiao Wen behind his back. He is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, he is not afraid of being beaten or scolded, but he is afraid of making Qiao Wen angry. Because of Qiao Wen's poor health, he might have to lie in bed for two days after a fight.
The year before last, when they found out that he had joined the Hexing Club, the two had a big quarrel, and after the quarrel, Qiao Wen lay down, and Chen Jianan waited on him for a week in undressed clothes.
Such a glass person, if he knew that he was killing people to raise medical expenses for him, he would be so angry that he would go to see the King of Hades.
Can Chen Jianan not be afraid
However, Chen Jianan is also a cunning person, and he quickly realized that he didn't even mention Hao Zai about being the killer himself. Finally, as if suddenly thinking of something, he looked up and down the young man sitting opposite him in disbelief, widened his black eyes and asked, "Little Qiao? Are you all right?"
When he left Uncle Hua's clinic this morning, the other party clearly only breathed a sigh of relief, as if he might die at any time. Uncle Hua also said that it was probably something bad. He was so frightened that he almost cried and left.
However, the person sitting across from him now, although he still looked weak and collapsed when the wind blows, but the blood color that appeared faintly on his fair cheeks completely showed that this person was still a thousand miles away from dying.
Qiao Wen replied with a faint smile: "I woke up this afternoon, I ate something, and I feel better. Uncle Hua also said that I'm fine."
"Really?" Chen Jianan thought of his half-dead appearance in the morning, and still couldn't believe it.
Qiao Wen smiled and said, "Do I seem to be lying to you? It was really uncomfortable to lie down for too long, so I came out to walk around, I didn't expect to meet you here. "As he said, he raised his eyelids and looked at the other party, "You haven't told me yet, why did you come to drink tea alone? "
Chen Jianan returned to his senses, without changing his face, he said: "Just passing by, I'm a little hungry, so come up to eat something."
Qiao Wen smiled at him, and said without exposing him, "That's just right, I'm a little hungry too, let's eat together."
"Okay... ah." Chen Jianan smiled dryly.
At this time, a young man came up and asked, "What else do you want to order?"
Qiao Wen looked up, and saw that the waiter was not wearing a teahouse uniform, but a sea soul shirt and a pair of glasses. He looked gentle, like a college student.
Lin Zihui.
He confirmed the identity of this brother almost without any hesitation.