The night was as cold as water, and Tang Feng was dragged into the squad room by two policemen like a dead dog. When the robber who claimed to be the scythe of death was dumbfounded, the two policemen threw Tang Feng onto the bed, then clapped their hands and joked with each other.
Then he turned around and walked out.
Waiting until the backs of the two policemen disappeared, the middle-aged robber frowned. He glanced left and right as if hesitating, and then tiptoed to Tang Feng like a civet cat. Like a naughty boy.
The middle-aged man looked at the child quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand and touched Tang Feng gently twice. When he found that Tang Feng had no response, he stretched out his foot and kicked Tang Feng.
Seeing that there was no response, the middle-aged robber couldn't help but whispered: "Hey, little brother, are you okay?" He sniffed slightly and muttered softly: "It doesn't smell of alcohol, I'm not drunk.
ah!"
"Hey, boy, you took my bed!" The middle-aged robber suddenly raised his foot and looked at Tang Feng.
Tang Feng lay on the bed and was kicked and shaken twice by him, but still remained silent.
"Not like this, right? I'm going to be locked up with a dead man?" The middle-aged robber almost jumped up. He raised his voice sharply, and then looked at Tang Feng expectantly. He hoped it was this new man.
The guy who came was joking with him, but to his disappointment, Tang Feng still lay there silently, like a cold corpse.
The middle-aged robber seemed to be a little upset. Like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, he jumped to the iron door in twos and threes and slapped the iron door hard. He shouted loudly: "Here comes someone!"
Come quickly, people are dead here."
"What's your name?" A policeman with a serious face came over with a baton. He glanced at the middle-aged robber gently, and knocked twice on the iron door with the baton in his hand in a warning manner, which was very impressive.
said coldly.
"Comrade police, please come in quickly and have a look. This man seems to be dead. Really, hurry up and take a look." The middle-aged robber said hurriedly, trembling slightly. He couldn't even speak clearly at this time.
, and kept urging the police to come over and take a look.
"Why is he dead? What are you talking about? I don't think he is alive and well? Haha, it looks like he has lived longer than you!" The little policeman didn't even look at Tang Feng.
With a faint evil smile on his lips, he said to the middle-aged robber.
The middle-aged robber trembled slightly and quickly turned back to look at Tang Feng on the bed. At the same time, his hands had already subconsciously climbed up several small iron pillars on the iron door, ready to climb up the door at any time.
.However, Tang Feng was still the same as before, lying quietly on the bed with no reaction at all, let alone turning into the thing he was afraid of.
"I, I said, comrade policeman, this man is obviously dying, how can you say he is fine? Look, he is already breathing out more and taking in less air, and he will definitely be cold after a while!"
The young robber said as he turned back to look at the young policeman.
"Is it cold? Wouldn't it be better if it's cold? On such a hot day, it would be more comfortable for you to sleep with your arms around him!" The little policeman smiled sinisterly, then his face turned serious and he said coldly: "Stop shouting.
Otherwise, I will make you like him and become someone else’s bed!"
The middle-aged robber was slightly startled. What they said was so clear. If he didn't know what happened, then he wouldn't be worthy of farming here. He breathed out softly, and the middle-aged robber
Anger flashed through his eyes, and then he whispered curiously: "Comrade, what on earth did this man commit? That you want to torture him to death like this?"
"What did you commit? Is killing someone a big deal? You just used your skills to help retail investors rob the stocks of a few small bosses. Haha, although the suicides of those guys are indispensable to you, but compared with others
That's a long way to go. Okay, kid, you're here
After staying here for a few days, I have somewhat understood the rules. I might as well tell you clearly. If you want to go out, just go back to bed and don't ask anything or say anything. Do you understand?" The little policeman chuckled.
There is unspeakable evil in the dark eyes!
The middle-aged robber seemed to be more courageous than before. When he heard this, he immediately dropped his face and said mournfully: "Comrade, I think he will not be able to survive soon. You,
You’re not going to lock me up with a dead person, are you? How unlucky is that? How about you change my room for me?”
"Change rooms? You have a great idea! Do you think this is a hotel owned by your family? Why are you worried about bad luck after you have already entered this place?" The little policeman sneered twice, then turned around and left.
"But, my bed has already been taken over by him!" the middle-aged robber said loudly and depressedly.
"Haha, then you sleep with him!" The little policeman smiled slightly. Seeing the robber's eyes widening in displeasure, he smiled even more happily. After a slight pause, the little policeman reminded him "kindly"
"Well, if you don't want to, just sleep on the ground. Haha, it's spacious there!" After saying that, the little policeman laughed and left arrogantly.
The middle-aged robber stood there helplessly, quietly looking at Tang Feng who was like a dead man on the bed, and gradually his breathing became rapid. At this time, the room was so quiet that you could almost hear the heartbeat, and the dim lights were
The atmosphere was extremely terrifying.
It's so depressing that it's almost impossible to breathe.
However, after a while, the middle-aged robber seemed to smile, and he murmured in a low voice: "What a damn bad luck, I just said that we are destined, but I didn't expect to be dragged into the trap by you. Humph,
It's your luck to meet me!"
As he spoke, he slowly walked to Tang Feng's side, and patted Tang Feng's body gently with his hands like butterflies in flowers. One hundred and eight times, the middle-aged robber kept patting Tang Feng's body.
It took him a hundred and eight times to stop his hand, but compared to just now, his complexion seemed much worse. When illuminated by the light, he looked so pale that it was scary.
"Finally, I saved your boy's life. That little policeman is so damn useless. You actually want me to live with a dead man? Damn it!" He raised his hand to wipe the glistening sweat on his forehead.
, the middle-aged robber stood up and curled his lips somewhat depressedly.
After resting for a while, he seemed to have remembered something, his expression changed and he huddled in a corner of the class room. Then he looked at Tang Feng on the bed and said loudly: "I, I said, buddy, neither of us knows each other, you have been tricked into
This makes me feel bad, buddy. In fact, I am also a very kind person. If you get there, please don’t come to me."
Compared with Tang Feng's tragic experience, Feifei and Rosa seemed much luckier. After all, they were both women, and they were very beautiful women, so no one was willing to do anything to them and destroy them.
They were taken away together with Tang Feng, but they parted ways halfway. Fortunately, they were both locked in the same room. Although the room was not big, there were only two of them in it, so it didn't matter.
It doesn't look too crowded. However, the feeling of being deliberately ignored is not pleasant.
The two women had hardly spoken to each other since they entered the public security bureau. They did not expect to be arrested. However, with the idea of taking it easy, the two women secretly decided to find out what happened.
They tried to find out the whole story and tried to resolve the crisis. However, what they didn't expect was that since they were locked up, no one had ever come to question them, and no one had asked them to take statements, only the guards.
Their little policeman is constantly attentive.
It is better for the county magistrate to take charge now. If left outside, these little policemen might not even have the right or courage to talk to Feifei and Rosa. However, now that the two women have become criminal suspects, they, the little policemen guarding the cells, are all
He also became energetic.
Feifei and Rosa looked at each other gently, and they could see worry and fear in each other's eyes. They were not ordinary women, one was the founder of Dark Angel, and the other was the former ace killer of Suzaku Hall. The situation in front of them
Of course they knew what it meant. Like Tang Feng, the two women had already thought that someone wanted to frame them.
This opportunity was great. Tang Feng's visit to Beijing was originally a secret, and the unexpected incident in the morning caused Tang Feng and the others to be taken away by the police later, even more suddenly. So now it can be said to be a god-given opportunity to plot against Tang Feng, even if they
Taking the opportunity to kill Tang Feng quietly, I'm afraid no one knows about it. And there are too many people who want Tang Feng to die. Who knows who these policemen are?
Exhaling slightly, the two women couldn't help but feel worried, because they knew that if someone really wanted to frame them this time, then the other party must be targeting Tang Feng!
The power of the Suzaku Hall has not yet reached such a pervasive level, and their opponent Tang Feng should mostly focus on assassinations, and would not use such an almost bloodless method as they do now.
"Sister Sasha, how do you think my brother is doing now?" Feifei bit her lip gently, and after a moment of silence she still couldn't help but ask. Her beautiful big eyes flickered and stared at Rosa, filled with
The look of worry.
"You've asked me twenty-seven times!" Compared to Feifei, Rosa was obviously much better. She always had the same cold expression on her face as before, as if she didn't care about anything. But she actually counted
After understanding Feifei's question, it was obvious that her true thoughts were not as free and easy as she showed.
It's not that Rosa isn't worried about Tang Feng, it's just that she doesn't want to write her worry on her face like Feifei did. "Don't worry, your brother will be fine." Rosa glanced outside gently, as if she
His eyes were able to pass through countless spatial barriers and see Tang Feng directly.
It's just that she said this, but who knew that she actually didn't have any confidence in her heart?