"Zhuge Tao is crying!" Wu Ming said loudly. No one outside responded.
In desperation, Wu Ming stood up and came to Zhuge Tao, who was about to faint. He stretched out his index finger, pressed his thumb, shook his head and said, "Please, just make some noise."
Pressing it down gently, his thumb sank into the tabletop, and Zhuge Tao suddenly woke up. Then severe pain came from his fingers, and he opened his mouth wide.
"Ah!" The decibel level of the sound was very high, penetrating through the doors and windows and reaching the ears of the police officers outside the door.
The police officer who was playing games outside the door was bored. When he heard the shouting, he laughed and said: "Captain should be more careful. Discipline has been very strict recently."
The police officer opposite smiled and said: "There are policies from above, and countermeasures from below. It's just a matter of fun, as long as no one is killed. Our police station is fair and honest, and there will never be a hide-and-seek incident."
"Hey, the voice just now is very familiar, it seems to be the captain's." The police officer said in surprise.
"Go and have a look."
The two hurriedly opened the door, only to see Zhuge Tao lying on the table, facing Wu Ming, whose hands were being roasted. Wu Ming sat honestly and said with a smile: "Captain Zhuge, I feel a little uncomfortable."
At this time, Zhuge Tao burst into tears and looked pitiful.
"Captain." The police officer exclaimed. Seeing that Zhuge Tao couldn't move, he pulled out his gun in shock and pointed it at Wu Mingdao, "What did you do to the captain?"
Wu Ming sighed: "I have been sitting here. Captain Zhuge may have had too much sex last night, and his body is weak and he is not energetic enough to go to work. You should give him kidney replenishment."
The police officers looked at each other and had no choice but to prepare to take Zhuge Tao away.
Just at this moment, two people came in at the door. Looking at their epaulettes, it was obvious that they were of high rank. Sure enough, the police officer immediately said: "Hello, Director Liao."
Director Liao was a good-looking man. He was over middle-aged, slightly overweight, and his hair was meticulously combed. He frowned and said, "You are so ridiculous. How can you torture Student Wu?"
Under the dumbfounded eyes of the police officers, Director Liao opened his shackles and said with a smile: "Classmate Wu, this is a misunderstanding. It's our fault that Captain Zhuge arrested people without approval."
"Director Liao, he is..." The police officer was about to add something, but was interrupted by Director Liao impatiently.
"Let him go, do you hear me?" Director Liao caught a glimpse of Zhuge Tao's appearance and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"Kidney deficiency." the police officer whispered.
Director Liao shook his head and sighed: "Zhuge Tao, please take two days off. I will ask others to take responsibility for Xu Pengfei's affairs."
"But..." the police officer continued to speak.
Director Liao glared fiercely and said displeasedly: "Why, what I said is inaccurate, right?"
The policeman was sweating from behind, and he nodded and said, "Yes."
Everyone in the bureau knows about the quarrel between Director Liao and Zhuge Tao. Director Liao came by air this summer and has no connections at all. There are people behind Zhuge Tao, and it will be a matter of time before he becomes the director. So what Zhuge Tao said
, sometimes more effective than Director Liao. The two police officers were direct descendants of Zhuge Tao, so they naturally had to carry out the captain's orders. However, Zhuge Tao could only watch, tears streaming down his face, but speechless.
Wu Ming's energy entered his body and was raging crazily. Since coming out of the underground cave, Wu Ming noticed changes in his body, but he did not expect that his energy would also change.
Zhuge Tao's eyes widened, he suddenly foamed at the mouth and fell down.
"team leader--"
"It seems to be a physical problem. Captain Zhuge overworked himself in serving the people and should be rewarded." Director Liao said nervously, "You guys should send people to the hospital quickly. The situation is urgent."
After a few people left, Director Liao was sweating profusely in order to show concern for his subordinates. He personally helped Zhuge Tao get into the car, looked at the police car going away, and smiled.
Wu Ming followed behind and said, "Director Liao, right?"
Director Liao didn't have the power he had just now, so he smiled and said, "Master, they didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"
Wu Ming asked: "Who are you from? Wu Qing'er?"
Director Liao smiled bitterly and said: "I am the master's man."
Nodding, Wu Ming continued: "Whose order?"
"My subordinate, I just got the news, so I came here in a hurry. Fortunately, it didn't lead to a big mistake." Director Liao sighed, "My name is Liao Qingfeng. I will obey the young master's orders!"
Wu Ming shook his head and laughed: "Wu Qing'er really took great pains not to show up. I am not the prince of the Wu family. I haven't been since a long time ago."
"In the hearts of my subordinates, I have always been the young master." Liao Qingfeng stretched out his hand, pointed at the police car parked at the door, and said, "Let's talk in another place."
The two of them were sitting in the coffee shop. Liao Qingfeng smiled and said: "Master, my subordinate..."
"Let's get straight to the point. What should we do next?" Wu Ming frowned.
Liao Qingfeng smiled dryly and said: "Everyone knew about the young master when he came to Shanghai, but the superiors told him not to disturb him, so he hid in the dark. In the few days since the young master disappeared, everyone was anxious to death. The young master is a good person and has good fortune, so everything will be fine."
Wu Ming smiled half-heartedly and said, "Do you want to inquire about my disappearance?"
Director Liao hurriedly denied: "No, the young master can go back first, and I will handle the rest. Although the bureau has opened a case, it cannot arrest people without an arrest warrant. Someone has hired a lawyer for the young master."
"I can go now without having to worry about Zhuge Tao suddenly catching me?" Wu Ming said calmly.
Liao Qingfeng smiled and said: "Of course, if we can't handle small things well, our more than ten years in Shanghai will be in vain."
Wu Ming nodded and said: "Tell Wu Qing'er that I don't like her behavior very much."
Wu Ming hailed a taxi, remembered that he had no money, waved his hand again, and walked to school.
Having some free time, Wu Mingjing thought about the changes in his body. He didn't have time to pay attention when he was in the dormitory, but he knew that the changes in his body must be related to the statue in the underground cave. He had an illusion that the underground statue was related to the secret guarded by the family that Ding Ziyi said
, because the atmosphere felt from the copper platform on the cargo ship is exactly the same as that in the cave. It's just that the intruders in the underground cave are much stronger.
Intruders, let’s call unknown things invaders. When the blue mist invades the body and rages crazily, the control and consciousness in the body are beyond your control. The invaders are fighting for the battlefield in the body. And I don’t know where.
At that time, there was already another force hidden in his body. When fighting with the intruder, his body was so tortured that his body changed. Li Haoran called it plastic surgery.
Although Wu Ming's appearance has not changed drastically now, his facial features are still the same, but his skin has become crystal clear, and his slightly arched back has straightened up unconsciously, and he exudes a strong self-confidence. This kind of self-confidence is naturally emitted, not
It comes from a strong heart. Wu Ming has always hidden himself and watched the world in the dark. But after his body mutated, the world quietly changed.
In ten minutes, Wu Ming arrived at the small park, climbed up to the site of the incident, and observed the crime scene. The police had already collected evidence and left, and a ten-meter-wide area was surrounded by cloth strips.
There were traces of blood on the ground, but after being exposed to the sun, they were almost invisible.
Looking around carefully, Wu Ming slowly closed his eyes, and the scene at that time appeared in his mind. Xu Pengfei begged for mercy. He was controlled by anger and wanted to kill someone. Oscillating between rationality and emotion, Wu Ming, with great perseverance, suddenly realized
Leave. I remember that at that time, he stabbed Xu Pengfei with a broken branch, but it was not fatal. The theory of excessive blood loss seemed to be true, but Wu Ming knew that Xu Pengfei must have used his mobile phone to call for help, and what he stabbed was nothing more than his palm.
Vital parts.
The images were constantly replayed in his mind, and Wu Ming frowned. There was no abnormality found around him, just like when he left. A master of Wu Ming's level has extremely strong memory, and can almost replay the memory of the environment.
Wu Ming shook his head and was about to leave. When he lowered his head, he suddenly found a piece of hair. It was a silver hair, half a meter long, and it was definitely not Xu Pengfei's.
The hair lay quietly in front of Xu Pengfei's body. In other words, the owner of the hair was probably in this position at that time, watching Xu Pengfei die, or killing Xu Pengfei.
There are always many possible surnames, or they may have been left by someone. But Wu Ming's intuition was that Xu Pengfei was killed by the owner of the hair. As for the evidence, Wu Ming squatted down, picked up the hair and looked at it carefully. Hair is not something ordinary people can have. Hair
It's very thick and the silver color is unusual.
Putting away his silver hair, Wu Ming left. He planned to see Xu Pengfei's body.
Xu Pengfei's body was not in the police station. With the status of the Xu family, it would be easy to get the body out.
In Dexin Hospital, Xu Pengfei was lying in a large container, with his eyes closed, and his expression was stiff, full of dissatisfaction, horror and disbelief, as if he was scared to death.
There were two people standing in front of the utensils, Zhuge Qingqing and Xu Jiehui. Both of them felt sad. Especially Zhuge Qingqing's sadness was accompanied by anger. As a child of the Zhuge family, her softest place is her son. If his son does not learn well, he will
She didn't know that there was trouble outside, but every time Xu Jiehui got angry, she was like an old hen protecting her chicks, not allowing her son to be wronged at all. As for the unflattering words like "dandy", Zhuge Qingqing had seen it all too often.
She thought that as long as people grow up, they will grow up on their own. Her brother was not the same. He was once a troublesome boy. However, Xu Pengfei's death suddenly woke her up and began to doubt her own educational philosophy. But this kind of
The thought just disappeared quickly. It was replaced by crazy thoughts of revenge.
Zhuge Qingqing's face showed ferocity, and he said fiercely: "Pengfei's death will not be in vain, I want someone to bury him with him!"
Xu Jiehui sighed: "Don't be impulsive..."
Zhuge Qingqing said angrily: "I am impulsive. My son is dead. Don't be impulsive! Xu Jiehui, are you a human being?"
"The doctor said he died from excessive blood loss. I feel something is wrong." Xu Jiehui frowned and said, "I always feel there is something suspicious."
Zhuge Qingqing said loudly: "Fuck your mother's doubts, do you know the pain of giving birth to a son? I don't care, whoever is involved in the son's murder case will have to pay the price. The students were not allowed to be touched at home last time.
Now I will kill them to vent my anger on my dead son."
Xu Jiehui did not answer, shook his head, left the ward, lit a cigarette. Under the sun, his figure, one of the Four Tigers of Shanghai, became rickety, suddenly ten years older. However, on his tired face, there was still
A pair of shrewd eyes, dancing with wisps of faint light.
His face was surprisingly calm, as calm as before, whenever he killed people, his expression was very calm.
