In hh city, at the entrance of the intensive care unit of a private hospital, a middle-aged man in the nursing home, smoking a cigarette, stood at the glass window next to the wooden door, looking in expressionlessly. He had already undergone an operation and was covered with penises.
The roar of instruments.
Behind the middle-aged man stood Yuanyuan, the driver who was with Qiuqiu, and three or four middle-aged men, all over thirty years old.
"...Brother...go back to the house and rest for a while!" Yuanyuan gritted his teeth and said aloud.
"It's okay, I'm not too tired!" The middle-aged man who had been standing in the corridor for more than two hours stepped on the cigarette butts on the ground, put his hands in his pockets, turned around, was silent for a long time, and asked Yuan Yuan: "Yuan Yuan
Yuan, am I thinking too much about others??"
"...Brother, Zhang Xu and we are not the same family!" Yuanyuan said in a hoarse voice.
"He is just like Hong Tao!!" The middle-aged man lowered his head, paused for a long time, and looked at the cigarette butt.
"It's different!!" Yuanyuan said through gritted teeth.
"Is that different??" the middle-aged man asked.
"Xiao Tao has been squatting for three years!!!" Yuanyuan quickly replied.
"Yeah, I've always been a little biased!!" The middle-aged man sighed, sat down on a bench in the corridor, crossed his hands, closed his eyes and said nothing.
Yuan Yuan and others looked at the middle-aged man without saying a word. They stood there and smoked anxiously. Time passed by and they didn't know how long it took. The middle-aged man took out the medicine bottle from his pocket.
When two white pills came out, Yuan Yuan handed over the mineral water casually. The middle-aged man raised his neck and drank the water, and asked lightly: "Where is the piece of shit that Huang Yongfa asked Xiao Tao to wipe for him??"
"... Qiuqiu told me before, it's not in our hands!! When Xiao Tao's accident happened, Huang Yongfa's son, leading that piece of shit, appeared in Gaga..." Yuan Yuan mentioned Qiuqiu's
At this time, he paused and spoke slowly.
"Did she follow the police later?"
"No, it seems to have disappeared!"
"What are the names of her and that boy from East China Sea Dragon Palace?" the middle-aged man paused and asked again.
"Nayu!!" Yuanyuan replied.
"Oh!" The middle-aged man nodded, took out the phone from his trouser pocket, searched for it among the two to three hundred stored numbers, and then dialed a number called President Dong. After the call was answered, the middle-aged man stood up
He got up, touched the bald head on top of his head, and said with a smile: "Hey, Dong Xing, I'm so "sorry" for bothering you so late??"
"...Haha...not too cool, I haven't slept yet?"
"Okay, I have something to do at home, so I'll just tell you straight up. Do you have anything to do with our airport here?" the middle-aged man asked.
"It doesn't matter, there is sponsorship!!"
"It's really jb to put it mildly, that's enough, help me check the ticket purchase records!!"
"Haha, do you think I'm an FBI agent?" the voice on the phone asked with a smile.
"We've encountered a hurdle, or do you think I'm willing to pull you off? With you once, I can build a very luxurious second floor in the countryside, haha!" The middle-aged man also laughed.
"...That's it, then I'll do my best according to the area of your second floor. Tell me, what is it called that day?" The voice on the phone asked half seriously and half jokingly.
"Wait a minute!" the middle-aged man said to the phone. Then he covered the phone with his hand and turned to ask Yuanyuan: "Hey, that day when the person who told Na Yu to die came??"
"The day before yesterday!!" Yuanyuan replied, the middle-aged man nodded, let go and continued on the phone: "The day before yesterday, the ticket buyer was named Na Yu, and there should be a woman who booked with him.
I don’t know what the last name is, but it seems to be Monroe!”
"Okay, just wait for my call!"
"Okay, I won't do anything else tonight, just stare at the phone!" the middle-aged man said simply, and then hung up the phone.
"Brother...you??" Yuan Yuan frowned and looked at the middle-aged man in confusion, hesitating to speak.
"It's okay, I'm a little angry, haha!" The middle-aged man came back to his senses and waved his hands, and said casually to everyone: "Hh City, we can't stay here anymore, Lao Huang is good to us, I will bring Qiuqiu back tomorrow, in the morning
Finish things properly and give his son and Xiaotao this afternoon. Can we go away right away??!"
"Let's go, what is that idiot son of his doing?? Besides, Lao Huang... doesn't have any affection for us?" Yuanyuan asked the middle-aged man in complete confusion. He felt that the middle-aged man's words seemed a little bit...
There is no logic and I don't know what I want to express.
"Xiao Wen, please go back. There is something in the safe in my room upstairs, something belonging to Qiuqiu. Please help me get it back!!" The middle-aged man paused and looked up to where he was with Qiuqiu.
The driver said with a smile, took out the key from his pocket, threw it to the driver, and continued: "There is a password under the table!"
"...I know, brother!" The driver accepted the key and agreed.
"Go!" The middle-aged man waved his hand tiredly.
"Okay!" The driver nodded, took the key, and trotted away.
"This little Leilei! His personality is still the same, haha!" The middle-aged man was silent for a while and said something incomprehensible.
Yuan Yuan looked at the middle-aged man, and then at the driver who had already run to the stairs. He frowned and thought for a long time, and his eyes became a little weird.
"Beep bell bell!"
After more than ten minutes, the mobile phone in the middle-aged man's hand rang. He lowered his head and answered the call.
"Here's the phone number of the person you mentioned, and the flight the night before yesterday!" Dong Xing said straight to the point.
"Where are you flying to??" the middle-aged man asked.
“Shenyang!!”
"Okay, thank you!!"
"I just heard about the family affairs. Hey, please let me know if you need my help!"
"That must happen!" The middle-aged man paused, hung up the phone again, pointed at a burly middle-aged man and said: "Wenfeng, you go to Shenyang! Take a plane and leave now!"
"Then what??" the burly middle-aged man asked in confusion.
"Then wait for my call. I will give you the confirmation letter tomorrow night at the latest!" the middle-aged man said, looking at Wen Feng.
"Okay! Yuanyuan, help me book a ticket. I'm going to the airport now!" Wenfeng said without asking any more questions, turned around and left.
The middle-aged man looked at the background where he left, his body bent, sitting on the bench, his wrinkled hands covering his face, and he was silent for a long time without saying a word.
Yuan Yuan could no longer keep up with the middle-aged man's thoughts. After thinking for a long time, he frowned and asked, "Do we still need to help Huang Yongfa wipe that piece of shit??"
"It's necessary!!" the middle-aged man lowered his head and replied.
"He's about to fall down at a glance, why are we trying to pull him??"
"Pour it slowly, I have to let him exert some of his last heat!" the middle-aged man said slowly.
"why??"
"I haven't played chess for a long time, so I took the chess out from the car and let's play two games together!" The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and said with a smile.
Yuanyuan looked at him, completely confused.
ps: Enter the brain development mode, move the small bench, and look carefully!! Oh, by the way, today I am driving from Lugu Lake to Lijiang. It takes more than six hours to walk on the rugged mountain road, and the car is shaking.
I'm suffering from altitude sickness, a little nauseous, and my butt is a little swollen. I owe two thousand words, but I'll pay back an extra thousand tomorrow!!
It's easy to borrow and return, and you won't return it if you borrow it again. You can do whatever you want...just kidding...hehe.