In the early morning, Zhou Lingjun was awakened by a strong sense of pain. It felt like a huge stone falling from the sky on his chest. The stone pressed against his sternum, and several fragile bones were about to be broken. He suddenly opened his eyes and gasped, curling up.
His whole body was in convulsions. A long and short minute passed, and he was covered in cold sweat. The feeling of his heart being broken gradually disappeared. He lay on the bed and slowly calmed down his breathing. He only felt lucky that he had not died of acute shock just now.
He lifted the quilt and sat up, looking at the small clock on the bedside. It was now 8:15. He got up late today, and his biological clock did not wake him up. Maybe it was because he slept too late yesterday. He came to the living room.
, the living room was empty, a pot of porridge was being cooked in the kitchen, and the smell of rice filled the room.
The little Golden Retriever Orange ran out of the study, whining and wagging his tail around him. He bent down and touched Orange's head, then went to the bathroom to wash up. After washing, he went to the kitchen to look at the porridge in the pot, worrying about the porridge in the pot.
The water boiled out. However, he couldn't tell whether the porridge was ready, and he couldn't even adjust the fire. He opened the lid, looked at it, closed it again, and led the little golden retriever to the living room.
He sat on the sofa, holding the orange in his arms, and stared at the pot of porridge in the kitchen. About five minutes later, the door was opened, and Liang Xiao walked in carrying two packing boxes: "Are you awake? Now
It’s still early, why don’t you sleep a little longer.”
Zhou Lingjun glanced at him and said nothing.
Liang Xie went into the kitchen and was busy for a while, brought two bowls of white porridge to the dining room, and picked the Shaomai he just bought one by one on the plate, saying: "It's time to eat."
The little golden retriever followed Zhou Lingjun to the restaurant. Zhou Lingjun pulled up a chair and sat down. He saw the shaomai on the plate and asked, "Is it the shaomai from the breakfast shop next to the community?"
Liang Xie: "Yes, you said you wanted to eat it yesterday."
Zhou Lingjun didn't remember that he said he wanted to eat the shaomai from that store yesterday. Maybe he just mentioned it casually and didn't take it to heart.
The two of them sat in silence and ate separately. Liang Xie looked at his face frequently and only said halfway through breakfast: "The chairman and I talked on the phone last night. He wanted you to take a vacation. During your rest, I will cooperate with Deputy Zheng."
Always handle the company's affairs well."
There was no ripple on Zhou Lingjun's face: "Does the board of directors want me to take a vacation, or do you want me to take a vacation?"
Liang Xie smiled and said: "The doctor asked you to take more rest, but you haven't taken a few days off from the beginning of the year to now. During this time, you should take a good rest at home. I will keep an eye on the company's affairs for you."
Zhou Lingjun broke open a siomai, put half of it in the palm of his hand and fed it to Orange: "I'm going to take Orange to see a doctor in the afternoon. Yesterday I took him for a walk in the garden of the community. The neighbor said that his hind legs were weak when running."
Liang Xie handed him a piece of paper to wipe his hands and said: "I will get off work early today. When I come back, I will take it to the hospital."
Zhou Lingjun frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but held back.
Liang Xie said again: "Don't take it to the garden in the future. There is a lot of pollen in the garden, and you have rhinitis. Every spring and summer -"
While he was talking, he caught a glimpse of Zhou Lingjun's expression, so he stopped and smiled: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Zhou Lingjun put down his chopsticks and looked up at him: "Are you planning to never let me go out?"
Liang Xie pretended to smile lightly and said: "How could that be? I just-"
Zhou Lingjun interrupted him coldly: "The day before yesterday you turned down the party with my old classmates for me, and yesterday you turned down Lao Jiang's game for me. Tell me today that I don't have to go to work in the company, and I don't have to take Orange to the hospital.
No, you can't even go for a walk in the garden. What on earth do you want to do? Lock me in your house for the rest of your life?" As he said that, he smiled sarcastically, "No, I don't have a lifetime, it should be said that it is the rest of my remaining life.
"
Liang Xie's face gradually turned cold and he said, "I know you are angry with me."
Zhou Lingjun said seriously: "Why am I angry with you?"
Liang Xie: "Because of me, Xiao Song was convicted."
Zhou Lingjun shook his head: "The police will investigate whether Xiao Song is guilty or not. I will not take my anger out on you for this. I am angry with you because you don't care about him at all."
Liang Xie drank a few spoonfuls of porridge in silence before saying, "Actually, I care about him."
Zhou Lingjun: "If you really care about him, you should tell me everything Zihao saw. For such an important thing, you acted like it never happened. You booked a flight for Xiao Song without telling me, even if he would abscond in fear of crime."
Crime. I know why you are anxious to send Xiao Song away. You want him to bear the risk alone, and you don’t want him to involve me. In the end, you don’t care at all whether he has committed a crime. All you care about is that he will be bad for me.
Impact."
What Zhou Lingjun said was absolutely correct. Liang Jie couldn't argue with it. He picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen. While washing the dishes, he said: "I admit that I am afraid that he will affect you, and I also admit that I don't care about him that much. But I don't think I
I’m wrong, I just can’t be affectionate to everyone.”
Zhou Lingjun was once again saddened by his indifference: "But he is Xiao Song."
Liang Xie turned off the faucet, put his hand on the kitchen counter and sighed, as if he was a little tired: "To me, there are only two kinds of people in the world, you and people other than you. Except you, everyone else is
unimportant."
Zhou Lingjun couldn't tell whether he was more surprised or disappointed: "How could you think so?"
Liang Xie walked out of the kitchen: "That's what I think. You can say I'm selfish and cold-blooded, but I'm right."
He returned to the bedroom, found Zhou Lingjun's mobile phone on the bedside table, changed the settings of the machine, and confirmed that the mobile phone could not connect to any wifi for the time being before putting the mobile phone back to its original place. He changed his clothes and walked out, wearing a tie and said: "It's at home.
There is something wrong with the router and I can’t access the Internet for the time being. I’ll come back to fix it tonight.”
Zhou Lingjun walked to the living room with Orange in his arms, sat down on the sofa, and asked, "Is there any news about Xiao Song?"
Yes, of course there is. Nowadays, the Internet is full of videos of Zhou Song setting fire to Jiang Chao, so Liang Xie cut off the Internet at home, not allowing him to go out, and trying to cut off his contact with the outside world. But of course Liang Xie would not
Tell him: "Not yet. If there is any news, I will tell you as soon as possible."
Liang Xie squatted in front of the sofa and touched Orange's head: "Don't think too much and have a good rest at home. When I get off work, we will take him to the doctor together."
Zhou Lingjun lowered his eyes and remained silent. He raised his fingers slightly and wanted to say something, but he didn't say a word.
Liang Xie took his briefcase and car keys and went downstairs. As soon as he left the unit building, he saw a man wearing black T-shirts and sunglasses standing in front of his car. When the man saw him coming out, he took off his sunglasses and waved at him.
, it’s Han Feilu.
He walked over slowly and said with a smile, "Officer Han."
Han Feilu: "Going to work?"
Liang Xie: "Yes."
Han Feilu glanced at the unit building behind him: "Where is Zhou Lingjun?"
Liang Xie: "He's at home, a little uncomfortable."
Han Feilu patted the roof of Liang Xie's SUV and said, "I came by taxi, and I happened to bump into your car. I sat downstairs in your company."
Liang Xie looked at his watch and said, "I'm sorry, Officer Han, I have to go to the airport to pick up my supplier now."
He squeezed Han Feilu out of the way, opened the car door and threw his briefcase in the back seat. When he got in the car and was about to leave, Han Feilu bent down and looked at him through the car window and said with a smile: "Then you go ahead, I'll go up and take a look around."
total."
Han Feilu knew how to pinch his weaknesses, so he had to compromise: "Get in the car."
Han Feilu sat in the passenger seat and Liang Wei drove out of the community. The traffic was always congested in the early morning, so the car went very slowly. Han Feilu lowered the window, took out his cigarette case and asked, "Do you mind?"
Liang Xie: “I don’t mind.”
Han Feilu: "Have you watched the news these two days?"
Liang Xie asked knowingly: "What news?"
Han Feilu bit his cigarette holder and rubbed it back and forth twice before saying: "Zhou Song posted a video online."
Liang Xie said nonchalantly: "Really? I haven't seen it."
Han Feilu knew that Liang Xie was pretending to be confused, but he really didn't want to say more, so he said hastily: "Since Zhou Song disappeared until now, has he contacted you or Zhou Ling?"
Liang Xie rarely told the truth: "No."
Han Feilu glanced at him and smiled meaningfully: "I believe you."
Liang Xie: "What do you believe in me?"
Han Feilu: "I can see clearly that Zhou Song is nothing to you. I believe you can do justice to him."
Liang Xie smiled calmly: "Then what does Zhou Song mean to you?"
These words were like a sword thrust into Han Feilu's heart. He choked for a while and said, "In my eyes, he is just a fugitive suspect."
Liang Xie smiled and said nothing.
Han Feilu put his cigarette out the window and dusted off the ashes: "Something happened at Lu Yiran's house."
When Liang Xie heard Lu Yiran's name, alarm bells rang in her heart, but her face remained calm: "What happened?"
Han Feilu: "He had a cousin named Peng Jiashu, and Peng Jiashu killed his second uncle two days ago."
He was too concise and to the point, and Liang Jie couldn't find the point: "So?"
Han Feilu turned his head towards him, looked at him and said, "We sent Peng Jiashu to the hospital for examination, and guess what? His brain was opened and searched."
When Liang Xie heard this, his heart was in turmoil.
Through his eyes, Han Feilu could see that he was thinking about something, and added: "The doctor said that the prefrontal lobe of his brain was removed. Having the prefrontal lobe removed is equivalent to erasing memory and all sensory perceptions.
To put it simply, you will become a fool."
Liang Xie silently took a deep breath and said, "Why are you telling me this?"
Han Feilu ignored it and continued: "Do you know Jia Qing?"
Liang Xie thought for a while and said, "I don't know him."
Han Feilu: "His wife's name is Deng Lanlan. She has brain cancer and is also seeing a doctor at the Central Hospital."
Liang Xie made no reply and turned smoothly through the intersection.
Han Feilu: "Deng Lanlan's parents were killed two days ago, and her sister Deng Mengmeng was also killed and dismembered."
Liang Xie's eyes trembled, but he still didn't speak.
Han Feilu stared at his face: "Both Deng Lanlan and Lu Yiran have been in contact with Wu Qiping."
Then, Han Feilu saw the doubts in Liang Xie's eyes dissipate quickly, and his eyes suddenly became clear. What he just said seemed to be the answer to Liang Xie. Han Feilu said: "Don't you think it's strange?"
Liang Xie: "What do you mean?"
Han Feilu: "Lu Yiran is dead, and Deng Lanlan is half dead. Both of them have a close relationship with Wu Qiping, but they are plagued by bad luck, causing their families to suffer for no reason."
Liang Xie: "From what you said, Wu Qiping is the culprit?"
Han Feilu rarely said something from his heart to him: "I'm very worried about you."
Liang Xie was silent and said, "Why are you worried about me?"
Han Feilu: "I know that your relationship with Wu Qiping is unusual. You know very well that Wu Qiping has secrets, and you are helping him keep his secrets."
Before Liang Xie could refute, Han Feilu said again: "Zhou Lingjun is also a patient of Wu Qiping. Aren't you afraid that Zhou Lingjun will end up with the same fate as Lu Yiran and Deng Lanlan?"
Liang Xie's face turned cold instantly: "Officer Han, pay attention to your wording."
Han Feilu: "I know you care about Zhou Lingjun. There is a saying that care leads to chaos. People who are confused are often deceived. Here we go, stop the car."
When the car arrived in front of the Wanheng Group building, Liang Jie parked the car on the side of the road. Han Feilu got out of the car, held on to the roof of the car and bent down to look at him through the window, saying: "I am helping you. You are a
Smart people know what I'm talking about."
After Han Feilu finished speaking, he left and crossed the road to the other side of the street. Liang Xiao sat in the car and followed his back with her eyes until he could no longer be seen, then she fell back on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief. She took a short rest.
After a while, he sent a message to his assistant Xiao He, asking Xiao He to handle the morning work for him, and then searched for Jia Qing on his mobile phone. Jia Qing is also a small boss. There are photos of him on the Internet. Liang Xie saw his
The photo looked familiar. He recalled it carefully and remembered that he had seen Wu Qiping in his office. However, he did not talk to him. He only called and met him in a hurry. He found Jia Qing's company phone number, called him, and was told that Jia Qing did not go to the company.
, he claimed that the police successfully asked for Jia Qing’s address and then drove there.
It took nearly an hour on the road, and it was almost noon when we arrived at Jia Qing's house. Liang Xie parked the car beside the outer wall of the villa, walked to the door, and found that the courtyard door was ajar, so he pushed it open. He pushed the door and walked in.
There was no one in the yard. When he walked under the door, he heard someone moving around in the house. He wanted to see what was going on inside the house, so he walked slowly to the window of the living room on the first floor. Through the window, he saw people sitting on the sofa in the living room.
There is a thin woman wearing a fisherman hat. She is curled up in the corner of the sofa, her hands wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, and she is watching TV. There are several large suitcases on the living room floor, containing clothes and other items.
.Obviously, the family is preparing to move.
Liang Xie continued to observe and saw the woman getting off the sofa and going to the restaurant to find a drink of water. She wanted to pick up the cup, but it was inconvenient with her hands wrapped in gauze. The cup fell from her hands and broke. She suffered
He backed away in shock, bumped into a chair and fell to the ground.
"Lanlan!"
Jia Qing hurriedly came downstairs with a pile of clothes in his arms, and quickly went to help Deng Lanlan: "Where did you fall? Does it hurt? Come on, stand up slowly." He hugged Deng Lanlan and sat on the sofa, his face covered with tears.
She expressed sincere sympathy, "Did you hit your leg just now? Let me take a look."
He wanted to lift up Deng Lanlan's trouser legs, but Deng Lanlan avoided him, so he had to give up and comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't touch you. You can watch TV by yourself for a while, I have to pack my things."
He kissed Deng Lanlan's head through the hat, picked up the clothes he had just thrown on the ground, and when he stood up again, he suddenly found a strange man standing outside the window and asked quickly: "Who?"
The door was not closed tightly, so Liang Xie came in uninvited, pushed the door open and walked in, saying: "Hello, is this Mr. Jia Qing?"
Jia Qing looked at him warily: "Who are you?"
Liang Xie glanced at Deng Lanlan and said, "I am a friend of Dr. Wu Qiping."
Jia Qing's eyes were even more wary.
Liang Xie sat on a nearby sofa chair and said, "Please sit down, I want to chat with you."
Jia Qing said: "Go away quickly, I don't know you, and I don't know Wu Qiping either."
Liang Xie looked at Deng Lanlan again with a deep gaze: "I know she is dead."
Jia Qing was stunned.
Liang Xie looked at him with a cold smile on his face: "Sit down, we are friends."