Although the time the two of them shared as children was not long, it was still rich. After all, there was also the time when Uncle Lei and their father taught them to shoot and assemble automatic pistols, and there was also the scene where their mother often took them to climb trees. Now that I think about it,
Quite joyful.
They talked about their childhood for a long time. It seemed that the sky suddenly turned dark, and the night scene outside was replaced by dots of colorful lanterns. The conversation continued endlessly in silence.
Zhong Jiaqi said that he knew the words "Zhong Jiaqi bastard" were written on the table legs after Zhong Ping left, so he just lay there and looked at it. Zhong Ping asked guiltily? How could this be? Zhong Jiaqi showed his teeth.
Come and say "hehe" and laugh twice, and ask, "Do you really not know?"
Before he could tell whether it was true or not, he was pushed down on the bed by his younger brother and was pressed and tickled.
Zhong Ping howled that the food was about to be squeezed out! It was squeezed out! At the same time, the doorbell rang.
Zhong Jiaqi smoothed the hem of his clothes, cleared his throat and walked to the door like a human being. He heard the person outside the door say: "We can go."
Zhong Ping heard it from a distance and jumped out of bed and walked to his brother's side to show his determination to follow.
Zhong Jiaqi had no choice but to take Zhong Ping downstairs ten minutes later.
It was completely dark outside, and it was already past nine o'clock. They walked through the hall and exited the revolving door. Quanzi honked the horn from a distance, and the two of them got into Quanzi's car.
Quanzi and Daxuan were both in the car. After the twins got into the car, the car stayed still for a few long minutes. Zhong Ping could hardly sit still and kept asking Zhong Jiaqi why he didn't leave. It couldn't be a change.
Got an idea?
Zhong Jiaqi couldn't laugh or cry. Zhong Ping's condition can be described by an old saying, that is, he is full.
The two of them had been chatting for a long time, and Zhong Ping had been sitting on the bed, fearing that he had accumulated food. The Zhong family wanted to wait until next time, and not let him eat so much next time! Later, they wanted to stop him from eating.
Can the food really do that? Then let him exercise after eating the food...
A few minutes later, Quanzi saw E's car moving, so he drove to follow it.
Zhong Jiaqi asked in vain: "Do you remember what we said before we left? You have to stay in the car -"
"I know, I know," Zhong Ping nodded repeatedly, "I will definitely sit in the car well!"
Zhong Jiaqi felt that he could no longer say anything, although he knew that if Zhong Ping was willing to sit in the car properly, why would he follow him with his head sharpened?
The two of them just sat in the car with heavy thoughts, and the car drove to the kindergarten led by another car.
Li Huihui woke up just as night fell. After waking up, she frowned and looked at her watch. It seemed that the time was a bit late.
She put on her white coat and another layer of clothes and told Xiong Weiqun that it was time to leave.
Xiong Weiqun was already sad enough, and finally touched the knife behind him, followed the woman out of the underground hotel, and finally breathed the air on the ground again with great happiness.
The woman made a phone call, walked along the roadside, looked around casually, and then set off. Xiong Weiqun followed silently until the clothes were frozen inside and out. The woman's coat and white coat
It was still worn open, revealing the tight-fitting bottoming shirt underneath.
He was too embarrassed to ask the woman where their destination was. Maybe it had something to do with the weapons depot? Maybe it had something to do with Zhong Ping's life experience? He didn't know.
The woman finally took him to a very dilapidated building. Before entering, he saw a demolition notice posted on the door. The building seemed to be demolished. Most of the residents had moved out. Only a few households had lights upstairs.
Those who were able to move out in time may still be living there.
Xiong Weiqun followed the woman to the top of the sixth floor. She opened the door and entered the house. Until now, he still didn't know what the woman wanted to do by bringing him here. Could it be that he wanted to live in a better environment than the basement tonight?
As a result, the woman took him to the bedroom door and motioned for him to go in first. He was under the eaves, so he walked in obediently.
As soon as he entered, he saw a loaded sniper rifle next to the window. This was nothing, but when he looked in the direction of the barrel, his heart dropped: the muzzle of the gun was vaguely facing the
It's at the entrance of the kindergarten.
The woman was very cheerful and introduced to him: "This gun is the one that injured you."
Xiong Weiqun glanced at the rifle and asked calmly: "Where is the shooter?"
The woman raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you still want to take revenge?"
"I think...if he was still here, it wouldn't be my turn to come here today." Xiong Weiqun continued to hit the nail on the head calmly.
The woman just laughed and replied with a relaxed look: "He went back to his hometown to get married and have children."
Xiong Weiqun still couldn't laugh. Returning to his hometown to have a baby... This sounds a bit fantasy.
Looking at this formation, Xiong Weiqun didn't need to ask what the woman asked him to do. There was only one question, and that was who the target was...
The woman took out a cigarette and smoked it. She inhaled deeply as usual. After two puffs, the room was filled with smoke. She turned around and sat on the table next to her, crossing her legs.
Without letting Xiong Weiqun speculate for too long, Li Huihui revealed the purpose of his trip: "Keep an eye on the kindergarten. As soon as the Zhong family shows up, I will snipe him for me."
Xiong Weiqun had already guessed this option. He even guessed Zhong Ping. But when he heard this name, he still wanted to ask this woman why.
Why... love killing? Vendetta? Killing for a great benefit that he didn't know?
The woman also thought that Xiong Weiqun was resisting the mission, so she persuaded him in a persuasive way: "Although he looks very similar to your little lover, you must not be afraid of shooting the wrong person. You must know why you are attacked."
I restricted it. Besides, Zhong Jiaqi always wears glasses, so this should be easy to recognize."
Xiong Weiqun glanced at her and said nothing.
The woman frowned: "Have you been doing this for a long time? Although I have never killed anyone with my own hands, I have also felt the pressure on the spot. My suggestion is that you don't think so much first, and now think about whether I will
Is it useful to keep my promise? Everything has to wait until you finish the matter..."
Xiong Weiqun laughed: "Most villains are the kind who say, 'Give me the thing, I will never hurt you,' and then everyone knows that this is not credible."
"Then do you think I can be trusted?" the woman asked.
"I don't know." Xiong Weiqun said this. The reason why he said this was that he was blindly pursuing the 0.1% possibility - this woman would let him go, perform an operation on his sister, and then send them away from here.
There was a brief silence between the two, and then they saw the woman holding a cigarette between her fingers, blowing away the smoke around her, revealing her face clearly, and returning the topic to its original point: "Go and watch now, look for opportunities.
Get rid of Zhong Jiaqi."
Xiong Weiqun was also silent for a few seconds, once again demonstrating his talent for always asking strange questions at critical moments: "Have you ever had a relationship with Zhong Ping's brother?"
The woman just made a "poof" sound and became happy: "Why do you ask? So what if it happened? Do you think it was a love killing?"
Xiong Weiqun also felt that she had asked the wrong question again. After being asked three questions in succession, she fell silent again. Thinking about it, it was indeed inappropriate for her to ask this question. If he knew too much or wanted to know too much, she might
An upset complicates things.
But it seemed like this woman was in quite a peaceful mood, and Xiong Weiqun couldn't tell whether the woman's "pouch" of joy was happiness or bitterness.
The woman looked at Xiong Weiqun and pointed at the sniper rifle with her cigarette. Xiong Weiqun stopped asking questions and sat on the small stool in front of the gun, put his eyes on the sniper rifle, glanced at the scope, and found that it was installed quite carefully in front.
Got night vision goggles.
He silently fine-tuned the direction of the gun and began his surveillance work without saying a word.
But unexpectedly, the woman spoke again: "Of course we had sex. Whoever asked him to do a striptease to seduce me after drinking that day, I raped him."
Xiong Weiqun silently moved his eyes from the scope to the woman's face, feeling a little weird in his heart.
Why did he seem to see Zhong Ping dancing all kinds of dances when he was drunk? It was like a waste of resources if he didn't get involved. So he couldn't control it.
But what is the situation of this woman? She was "raped" because she was seduced? Xiong Weiqun really doesn't know whether to resonate first or to complain in his mind first.
"...Guess what, I almost cried when he came the next morning. Now that I think about his expression, I find it funny..." As she said that, the woman really smiled with a somewhat unclear meaning.
"He begged me for a long time not to let our parents know about this... Then I will comply with his wish." After saying this, the woman's smile disappeared, her expression became a little lonely for a moment, and she seemed to stand up again.
His eyes became firm.
Xiong Weiqun stopped looking at the scope and just watched what the woman was going to say next. But the woman seemed to have just discovered that she was revealing some serious feelings, so she urged him to take aim at the person with some unpleasantness.
Xiong Weiqun aimed his eyes at the scope again and asked again unforgivingly: "So this is really a love killing?"
"You don't deserve to know this!" He only heard the woman's voice suddenly louder and louder in response to him.
The room fell into silence again. The woman lit up a cigarette again and moved to sit next to the bed, making a gentle rubbing sound of fabric.
Xiong Weiqun didn't think about women anymore because he saw two cars parked on the road outside the kindergarten yard.
He evened out his breath, adjusted the focus, and silently paid attention to the two cars. He saw a person getting out of the first car, and it was e.
Looking at the last car, as he expected, it was carrying twins, but what surprised him was that neither of them wore glasses! And the clothes they wore were not Zhong Ping's clothes!