"Fu Wei, don't be like this, calm down!" Wu Haosen hugged Fu Wei's trembling body, patted her back gently, and then winked at the young woman next to him. The woman nodded and took the
He took out a syringe and walked softly behind Fu Wei.
The transparent liquid in the needle was slowly injected into the back of Fu Wei's neck. Fu Wei's struggle gradually became less intense, and he could hardly open his eyes. Wu Haosen sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to do this either, I'm afraid of you
Hurt yourself."
"When have I ever blamed you, Brother Haosen, that kid Wei Ke..." Fu Wei gradually calmed down and leaned weakly in Wu Haosen's arms.
Wu Haosen hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will protect her. Except for the few people we trust most, no one will know her abilities, not even herself. In this way, no one will take advantage of her."
"And those people in the dungeon..."
"They were controlled by ICV before, but now they have unstable temperaments. If the ability of any one of them is used by someone with ulterior motives, it will cause immeasurable consequences. So don't blame me for being cruel, they can't regain their freedom for the time being.
"Wu Haosen said helplessly. Fu Wei in his arms slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.
He gently stroked Fu Wei's forehead and looked at her aging but still beautiful profile. It seemed that everything was the same as before, she was still a well-behaved girl who pulled his sleeves and called him brother. If she hadn't left her back then, she would have
Maybe I wouldn’t have faced so much misery alone, and I wouldn’t have become what I am today.
At this time, Liu Weike had come to Hucheng alone, looking for Zuo Jing, whom she had not seen for many years. When she was a child, she was always brought here by Su Wei to spend various festivals with his family. She still misses Su's mother.
All kinds of delicious dishes were cooked for her. However, nine years ago, Su's mother became a vegetative state due to an accident and could only lie in bed for many months.
Liu Weike suddenly felt her nose was sore. She bought some fruits and snacks from a nearby small supermarket, and then looked for Su Wei's home based on her memory.
Suddenly a little boy ran out halfway and grabbed the fruit bag in her hand with his dirty little hands.
"Dongdong! How rude!" A young woman hurried over and picked up the naughty boy who was making faces at Liu Weike.
"Sister Zuo Jing." Liu Weike was stunned for a moment and shouted. The woman in front of her was thin and pale, far from the bright-eyed, healthy and beautiful woman in her impression.
Zuo Jing stared at Liu Weike for a moment, then recognized her and said excitedly: "Weike, my God, you have grown so big. The last time I saw you, you were just a little girl in high school.
"
Liu Weike felt a little guilty. She and Gu Siyi hadn't visited Su's mother's family for a long time. Even Su Wei came back to see them at most twice a month. Firstly, it was because the Security Bureau's workload was really heavy;
Because after all, they live a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, and they cannot interact too closely with relatives and friends, otherwise they will put each other in danger. A senior Liu Weike knew had his wife and daughter abducted by icv, and ended up in the rescue
They encountered a conspiracy during their journey, and all three members of their family died.
Liu Weike was looking at Zuo Jing's pale face, and Dongdong suddenly jumped down from his mother's arms, grabbed her hand affectionately and said, "Hello, aunt." Then he stared at Liu Weike's hand with a smile.
He picked up the bag in the bag and repeated it again: "Hello, aunt, my name is Dongdong."
This is what he wants to eat. What a clever guy. Liu Weike squatted down and stuffed a few oranges into his hands, then patted his head and said, "Can the rest of the aunties hold it for you, too?"
It's heavy and you can't lift it. It will all be yours later."
"Okay, thank you, auntie." Dongdong smiled sweetly, showing half of his missing front teeth.
"Are you okay at home?" Liu Weike asked Zuo Jing with concern.
"Just like that, good can be as good as bad, and bad can be as bad. Life has to go on." Zuo Jing smiled reluctantly while peeling an orange for Dongdong.
Nine years ago, her stepmother became a vegetative state; her father couldn't bear the blow, his temperament changed drastically, he was moody, and his memory gradually declined; and three years ago, her husband died of a serious illness. Although Su Wei could provide them with sufficient financial support, it was difficult for her to do so.
He took time off to help her take care of the house. Seeing Zuo Jing's thin appearance, it was not difficult for Liu Weike to imagine how miserable she had been in these years.
Zuo Jing held Dongdong's hand with one hand and Liu Weike's arm with the other, as intimate as before. She was minding her own business and chattering about things at home: Su's mother moved her fingers one day, and maybe she would suddenly wake up one day;
Her father is becoming more mentally stable and his alcoholism has improved; the Phalaenopsis that Su Wei's brother gave her last time is growing better and better.
She always called him brother Su Wei, relying on and trusting him as she did when she was a child. Maybe she would never know that Su Wei's meticulous care for her was not just because of his brotherly love. Su Wei never knew that Zuo Jing was taken care of by her stepfather.
Being brought to him, is it a blessing or a hardship?
Liu Weike looked at Zuo Jing's side face thoughtfully. This seemed to be the kind and gentle young lady she knew. Should she really continue to doubt her? But how should she explain the illusion she saw? After all, her mind had been
All the scenes that appear in it are real.
From a distance, Liu Weike saw Zuo Jing's father standing at the door waving to his dear grandson. He had a kind face and held a faded bear toy in his hand.
"Uncle Zuo." Liu Weike greeted with a smile, "It's me, Liu Weike, do you still remember me?"
Zuo Mingyang stared at her for a long time, scratching his head in confusion, looking a little embarrassed, like a child who had done something wrong. After a while, he hesitantly pointed at Liu Weike's face and said: "Tingting? It's Tingting.
"Tingting is the little girl who lived downstairs a few years ago and couldn't speak clearly. She is only eight or nine years old now. Liu Weike sighed softly, but she didn't expect him to be so confused.
"His memory is good and bad. Sometimes he can't even remember brother Su Wei's name." Zuo Jing walked over and helped him straighten his half-rolled trouser legs. "This is Xiaoke, dad, she and Gu Siyi
He often came to our house when he was a child."
"Oh, it's Wei Ke." Zuo Mingyang grinned, stuffed the little bear in his hand to Liu Weike, and patted her head kindly. "Come in and sit down, the neighbor next door gave it to her last time
I have a model airplane, come and take a look."
Liu Weike followed him, holding hands with Dongdong who was humming children's songs. The child seemed to like her very much, grabbing the corner of her clothes and not letting go.
"Auntie, let me take you to see my toys!" When Zuo Mingyang was rummaging through boxes in the living room, Dongdong happily led her to the bedroom, pulled out a cardboard box from under the bed, and carefully put the Transformers model
Hold it in your hand.
"It's so beautiful! Oh, you have so many treasures in this 'treasure box'." Liu Weike took out a remote control racing car and suddenly had an idea, and said to Dongdong, "Auntie has never played with a remote control racing car. Let's play with her.
Is this good?"
"Okay, Auntie, let me teach you! I'm very good at racing cars, and the kids here can't even play with me!" Dongdong said happily with a grin on his face.
While Dongdong was adjusting his little racing car, Liu Weike looked around the entire bedroom, and even bent over to peek at something unusual under the bed. After all, this was the bedroom where Dongdong often stayed, and the children loved to play around.
Looking to the west. If Zuo Jing was really ulterior and had any evidence about ICV, she probably wouldn’t have chosen this place. There shouldn’t be anything strange in places like the living room and bathroom that are often visited by people. Zuo Mingyang and Su Wei
The mother's bedroom should also be excluded.
That left only the study and the kitchen, which almost only Zuo Jing had access to.
"Wow, Dongdong is so awesome! Be careful, avoid the table!"
Dongdong controlled the car with ease and chased the car into the living room.
"Auntie, do you understand? Give it a try." Dongdong placed the racing car at Liu Weike's feet, dancing and explaining how to operate it, as if he was a little teacher.
Liu Weike pretended to study the structure of the racing car, and quietly squatted down and attached a badge-shaped camera to it. The images recorded by this camera could be transmitted to her mobile phone in real time. She glanced at the busy people in the kitchen.
Zuo Jing, who was washing vegetables, looked at Zuo Mingyang, who was staggering into her bedroom, and carefully drove the racing car into the study.
She deliberately and clumsily let the racing car spin around the study room to check if there were any strange things. Then she knocked over a plastic stool and let it get stuck in the gap under the desk. "Oh, oh, oh, oh! Auntie, drive slowly.
"Dongdong stamped his feet anxiously, feeling sorry for his "scarred" little racing car.
"I'm sorry, Dongdong. By the way, auntie bought you a few boxes of biscuits. I almost forgot about them. They should have been placed in the living room with the fruits. You can go find them yourself, okay? Then help me there.
Ask your mother in the kitchen if you want me to go out to buy some vegetables and meat. Be good, go quickly!"
"Yeah!" Dongdong's attention was quickly diverted, she agreed loudly, and ran out of the study happily.
Liu Weike quickly and quietly closed the door and quickly rummaged through drawers and cabinets. No, it would be difficult to find anything while searching aimlessly. She removed the miniature camera from the racing car and glued it to the table.
On the photo frame on the table. If nothing was found today, she still wouldn't dare to be sure that Zuo Jing was innocent. She might as well think long term and closely monitor her every move after returning.
A hand suddenly reached out from behind and pressed his shoulder forcefully. Liu Weike was startled, and turned around warily to see Zuo Mingyang holding an airplane model. "Weike."
He had a straight face and a low and hoarse voice.
