After Xiao Qi finished speaking, he deliberately looked at Chen Yu, who had been silent all this time. At this time, Chen Yu's face that had been stabbed by Xiao Qi had long since healed, but there was a scar, which was not small, and looked like a flesh-colored insect. He seemed to be lying on the exaggerated kitchen knife tattoo, which made his big face show three levels.
The relationship between them was average, Xiao Qi didn't want to say anything more, he nodded in that direction with a sad look on his face, and left.
"Don't be sad!" Xiaopang had a better relationship with Chen Yu. He stepped forward and patted his shoulder before leaving.
Who can be blamed for this?
Not long after, the police arrived, and a dozen people came down and started to set up a cordon at the accident site. Wang Lun was really dead. This extremely evil thug who had not been caught for several years was finally brought to justice in this city.
After giving a few instructions, the old policeman took Lu Yu away.
When Lu Yu got on the bus, he met a forensic doctor wearing a mask and carrying a box. He looked hurriedly like a novice, and he didn't know what he would feel like when he took out the coins from Wang Lun's head.
After successfully leaving the suburbs, Lu Yu sat in the back seat of the police car. He felt a little stuffy in the car. He unbuttoned his shirt and gently rocked the car. The summer wind was not cold, but the air flow was enough to disperse his The ends of the hair are very cool.
"Do you know me?" Sitting in the driver's seat, the old policeman asked Lu Yu.[
"I don't know!" Lu Yu looked in the mirror, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Haha, this is normal!" the old policeman said, taking out a pack of cigarettes and handing them over.
"Why do you say that?" Lu Yu took out one and clamped it to his ear, feeling confused.
"You know what? You remind me of a guy!" the policeman said.
"Who!" Lu Yu asked.
"A killer, that happened more than ten years ago!" The old policeman sighed and looked up at Xiao Lu in the mirror.
"So, you think I am also a killer!" Lu Yu smiled bitterly.
"Well, it's possible!" The little policewoman took the words, and then made a pistol gesture towards Xiao Lu with a smile: "bubu".
"Haha!" Lu Yu smiled very calmly. The silly and cute look of the girl in front of him really looked like Li Kexin.
"Hey, what do you have to give me?" Lu Yu reached out and patted her shoulder and asked.
"You'll know soon! I can't tell you now!" the little policewoman said with a smile, pretending to be mysterious.
"Oh!" The girl's thoughts were always unpredictable, so Lu Yu simply ignored him.
"Your name is Lu Yu, right? Have you practiced kung fu before?" Seeing that the little policewoman stopped talking, the old policeman turned to ask Lu Yu.
"Well, I know a little bit!" Lu Yu said very modestly.
"Then, what type of boxing are you practicing?" The old policeman is quite knowledgeable, and uses boxing type instead of the divergent inheritance of schools.[
"Bagua Zhang!" Lu Yu didn't even think about it.
"Where is your master?"
"Zhong Liancheng!"
"Taoist Priest Yunlong!"
"You know him!" Lu Yu was stunned and said seriously.
"When I was young, he was very famous. At that time, who on Wudang Mountain didn't know Taoist Master Yunlong's name!" said the old policeman.
"You are from the Wudang sect. Do you know how to do Tai Chi?" At the critical moment, this girl appeared again. The old policeman always interrupted when he saw her, waved and gave her a big chestnut, and the little policewoman muttered He looked at the master with a face full of resentment.
"Haha, I know a little bit about Tai Chi!" After Lu Yu finished speaking, he smiled kindly. This pair of master and disciple was really interesting.
"By the way, what did you throw out just now!" In the flash of lightning, the old policeman didn't even see what Lu Yu had in his hand. Now that he had some free time, he naturally wanted to ask questions.
"Money! One dollar!" After Lu Yu finished speaking, he looked out again.
"Good technique!" said the old policeman.
"Thanks!"
After wandering for a while, the car stopped. I originally thought they were going to the police station. Unexpectedly, the car stopped early in front of a hotel.
"I'm going up first! I'll be back in a minute!" The little policewoman ran out of the car first and disappeared. Then Lu Yu and the other two also opened the door and got out, slamming the door twice. Lu Yu looked around. This was a very ordinary hotel. The first and second floors are for restaurants, and the third and above floors are for accommodation. This one-stop structure is very common in the city: "Why, do all your police officers work here!"
"No, it's not office work. In fact, I just want to talk to you. By the way, thank you for your generous help today!" The old policeman patted Lu Yu on the back and made a greeting gesture.
They went in, and the waiter greeted them warmly. They found a seat and the two of them sat down: "Has anyone ever told you that you really look like the same person?"
"Who!" Lu Yu knew that he was referring to the killer just now. When a person repeatedly leads the conversation in the same direction, there must be something wrong here. Lu Yu was also curious, so he followed his line of thinking and asked.
"An old friend! He is a very powerful killer!" the old policeman said, sitting up straight, he tilted his head slightly to look at Lu Yu, and then quietly sighed: "You two look so much alike, so much alike." Got it!" the old policeman murmured.
"Tell me his name, maybe I know him?" Lu Yu grabbed the teapot, filled the old policeman's cup with water, and said with a smile: "Although I am not a killer, I have been in the martial arts circle for so long. , I’m still very familiar with those more awesome names!”
"Okay, easy to say, well, before that, I would like to take the liberty to ask, what does your father do?"
In one sentence, Lu Yu was asked about his pain points. Xiao Lu was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said: "I have no father and no mother!"
"Ah!" It stands to reason that after being a policeman for a lifetime, they must be much more familiar with things like orphans and widows than the average person, but the old policeman's face was full of shock, which was a bit much.
Lu Yu shook the cup in his hand and quickly calculated the old guy's intentions.
Lu Yu didn't lie. He really didn't know who his parents were. Before Fujitora took him away, he had been living with the blacksmith who was dressed in rugged clothes. At that time, Lu Yu was still a small baby and wore a greasy clothes every day. Wearing greasy coarse cloth clothes and bare little feet, he would either sit in a daze by the roaring fire, or move those huge iron blocks around.
Picking ants, catching grasshoppers, and swatting at butterflies are all enjoyable to him.
Lu Yu is not a rich second generation, nor is he a princeling. He is an orphan, living alone and alone.
However, Lu Yu is lucky because he has a father.
The blacksmith father is Lu Yu's adoptive father. He has a rough appearance but a delicate heart. He has always been very good to Xiao Lu, at least much better than Ling'er's alcoholic biological mother.