103 Overwhelmed by the Addiction of Being a Bad Guy
He has been flustered recently and can no longer take this as a signal to run away. Zhong Ping quietly looked at what e was thinking about. Xiong Weiqun seemed to have stopped thinking and stood quietly in the yard observing the kindergarten.
two-story building.
Zhong Ping saw that none of them had any intention of moving, so he could only say silently: "It's so cold outside... why don't you go inside."
e didn't speak, but looked at Zhong Ping, and then at the foreign living loach that was struggling on the ground. The meaning was simple and clear: Come into the house? You can't bring it into the house yet? Did you catch this guy in vain?
Seeing that trying to persuade him was in vain, Zhong Ping said to Xiong Weiqun, "Go in?"
Xiong Weiqun is about to assimilate with e. Look at Zhong Ping and then look at the hostages on the ground.
What the hell are you worrying about! Employees of such a shabby company don’t even have five insurances and one housing fund! Zhong Ping was a little angry, so he looked at the struggling young man on the ground and said, "Why don’t we just let him go! What can we do if we keep him?
All gone..."
Then he looked at e, then at the slide, and said a little anxiously: "Let out all the things underneath quickly, otherwise, otherwise..."
"What else?" This reason that Zhong Ping had not thought of in the first place was caught by e.
"...Otherwise they would be so anxious..." Zhong Ping had no choice but to squeeze.
As a result, Zhong Ping was ignored again. Xiong Weiqun said to e: "How about we take him underground to escape first? Wait until the limelight passes before asking him about it?"
"When we go down, who will seal the underground entrance?" e didn't seem to agree with this suggestion.
Xiong Weiqun fell silent again.
If there hadn't been the hostage's "Woo" cry, the night would have been very quiet. But the so-called quietness didn't last long. E soon carried the hostage on his shoulders with some difficulty and took the lead towards the kindergarten building.
Go.
Xiong Weiqun followed him silently. Zhong Ping thought that even if he complained or rebutted, he would definitely be ignored, so he followed him reluctantly.
The hostage groaned hoarsely on E's shoulder. Naihe was tied tightly and professionally. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape. Zhong Ping felt tired just looking at it. If it was him, then he would be captured obediently.
He had endured being steamed and stewed, so why should he suffer the crime of struggle?
There is another question. Isn’t there a policeman inside? Isn’t e really afraid that the police will see him kidnapping!? Because he is e, so he is powerful and doesn’t have to run away like Quanzi. He can still be upright.
He hit the policeman's gun.
His idea was really angry. But he still followed the two people into the building where he had worked for many years.
After arriving at the house, e took the struggling hostage to a cabinet in the house, tilted the toys and other things inside so that they could slide to the ground, then removed the wooden board in the middle, and stuffed the hostage into the cabinet.
, then close the cabinet door, and insert the newly removed wooden board into the cabinet.
The hostage was still struggling inside the cabinet, making it look like it was haunted. Zhong Ping asked worriedly: "What can happen to him? Besides, have you asked him his last name? What if you don't understand what we are saying?"
what to do?"
Xiong Weiqun patted Zhong Ping on the shoulder comfortingly: "Don't worry, he will definitely understand."
Before Zhong Ping could ask why, he was sure that people understood, so e asked Zhong Ping: "Didn't you say there are police here? Where are the police?"
For a moment, Zhong Ping thought that e was yelling at him, but was e such a childish person? Thinking about it again, the group of people just now were indeed talking about this and that in the corridor on the first floor, and the little policeman also
There was a lot of panic there. Now the first floor is eerily quiet, with the muffled sounds of the hostages banging against the cabinets.
It must be more convenient on the second floor, so I went there. Then Zhong Ping pointed upstairs, indicating that they might be there, and asked e: "Would you like to go over and have a look?"
e didn’t say he would read it, nor said he wouldn’t read it. He didn’t know where his thoughts went, and asked Zhong Ping again: “Where is Quanzi?”
Zhong Ping thought that the organization had a conscience and knew that it cared about its employees, so he replied unfairly on behalf of Quan Zi: "He saw that the police were coming and you were not here, so he ran away first..."
"...I still have my phone with him." e asked.
Zhong Ping simply didn't know what to say, so he silently took out e's cell phone from his pocket and handed it to him silently. He didn't say any words of thanks, not even "So here it is."
, and picked up the phone.
Only then did Zhong Ping feel that e was really not the always-smiling father who picked up his children from get out of class every day. The doting on his children in his eyes had now turned into sharp and to the point thinking. What was he thinking about, Zhong Ping? Ping doesn't know. Maybe it's something about the organization, or maybe he wants to protect himself at all costs. That's not nature, it's habit.
The noise in the cabinet didn't stop for a moment, and even got more and more intense. I really don't know where that guy got his energy. Do foreigners just have better physiques than Chinese people?
Zhong Ping felt that after experiencing these things, he was no longer the hardworking little teacher who lay lazily in bed and couldn't get up, but still got up on time to go to work every day.
Can't get out of bed? Is this a trivial problem? He was weak before. When he couldn't get up, he thought about wandering between two underworlds that were once the same family. He couldn't get the truth.
Don't you want to open your body? You were really weak before. When you first met K, you thought that was the extreme fluctuation of his life, but now what is the fluctuation of life! Who told him what the fluctuation of life is! A large wave of underworld came from outside the screen
Here we come!
Life is like the electrocardiogram on the hospital instrument. Once things go smoothly, death is not far away.
It seems that he is getting old, and he also knows that he is feeling spring and mourning for autumn, and he may not love anymore. Zhong Ping was silently expressing his feelings alone, and then he saw e taking the lead and leaving the room, and Xiong Weiqun also followed.
When it comes to feeling sad about spring and autumn, Xiong Weiqun is the one who should feel the most. At the golden moment when he should work hard for life, he was controlled by others, was threatened by that person, was used by this one, and now he has to please the one who promised to take care of his sister.
The upper echelons of the underworld.
Zhong Ping couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. Looking at Xiong Weiqun's back, he suddenly remembered the kiss they had when they parted a few days ago... His heart, which was originally hurting, suddenly started pounding, and his face felt hot.
Steam. But there was nothing he could do about it because it was to convey the message. But suddenly he remembered that he still couldn't help but struggle with this for a while.
It wasn't until the two people disappeared at the end of the corridor that he suddenly realized that he was still alone in the room with the haunted cabinet. So what should I do with this cabinet? What should foreigners do? Is anyone here to watch?
Did e ask someone to watch? I didn’t ask him to watch just now... then he would have left.
e took Xiong Weiqun and turned left and went upstairs. Zhong Ping also saw that they had indeed turned left. He also took two steps upstairs and found that he still couldn't follow the two people.
When he reached the second floor, he felt something was wrong. Shouldn't the little policeman be writing down the situation at the scene, and then listen to his senior's instructions to protect the scene and be busy with something meaningful...
But the second floor is much quieter than the first floor... There is also a haunted closet on the first floor.
Where is e? Where is Xiong Weiqun?
Zhong Ping felt that this matter was not that simple, and his breathing slowed down, and he moved softly from the corridor on the second floor to the stairs, then slowly retreated from the stairs to the first floor, and slowly retreated from the corridor on the first floor to the haunted house.
In the cabinet room, the cabinet was still shaking, and there was a continuous "dong-dong-dong-pah" sound coming from inside.
What happened up there... Why did everyone disappear? The sound also disappeared? This looks like a ghost story...
Thinking of this, Zhong Ping felt a little cold on his back and felt anxious, but he slowly removed all the wooden boards blocking the cabinet, thinking wholeheartedly that there would still be the original foreigner in the cabinet, regardless of language skills.
It doesn’t make sense, at least he is a living person... we can feel more at ease together...
And the people inside seemed to feel that Zhong Ping was planning to let him out, so they struggled even harder in the cabinet. As soon as Zhong Ping opened the cabinet door, the person inside was bounced to the ground like a carp. He finally managed to hold the person down, but was freed again.
, the man struggled to swim toward the door like a real loach that had bounced onto land.
Zhong Ping hurriedly yelled: "Shh! Shhh!! Can you stop shouting!? Can you understand what I am saying? If you can, just nod! Listen to me... there is a problem above..."
But the man still didn't seem to understand anything and continued to struggle and jump up.
Zhong Ping didn't want to use that trick. It was common in the industry, simple and effective. He silently pulled out the revolver, walked around in front of the foreigner and shouted "hey~" in an American style to attract attention. The result was quite good.
, the man stared at the gun in his hand, almost immediately silenced his voice, and looked at the gun in Zhong Ping's hand with some vigilance.
When Zhong Ping saw that it was really useful, he squatted down and kept the muzzle of the gun pointed at him. He used his hands and feet to say to him using the phrases that he only knew apple and banana, "i," he made a gesture of tearing off the opponent's tape, "you
,shutup.ok?”
He saw that there seemed to be some confusion in the other person's eyes, making him think that he was mentally ill. But the other person nodded, and he felt relieved: this should be a sign of understanding!
Then he said, "Then I'll tear it off, don't scream," while slowly tearing off the three layers of insulating tape that was stuck to the other person's mouth.
The foreign young man said "bah bah bah" several times, as if he had eaten a lot of tape in his mouth. Then he looked at Zhong Ping like a bunch of flies lying on the food and said with a slight accent: "What do you think?"
Death? What did you just say? Who to kill?"
Zhong Ping was confused for a moment. Did he turn on the wrong channel when he tore off the tape...