In Yongcheng City at this time, Lu Li was walking leisurely into the dark and cold depths of the dungeon, stepping on his polished leather shoes. He hummed a tune and stopped in front of a room, slightly raising his lips as he listened to the painful moans inside.
Corner. He held the lunch box he brought under his arm, squinting his eyes and lighting a cigarette with familiarity.
In the smoke, he took out the key given to him by his Aunt Ci from his pocket and slowly opened the iron door in front of him.
He glanced at the poor man lying on the cold ground covered in blood, squatted down and blew a puff of smoke into his face, and asked with a half-smile: "How have you been these days, Lan Que?"
The bruised Blue Bird coughed twice weakly, and struggled to open his eyes that were blurred by blood and sweat, and saw clearly who was coming. The slightest movement of his body caused the wounds all over his body to hurt, but he remained stubborn.
He gave a disdainful smile and said with disgust in his eyes: "Lu Li, what are you doing here? Do you want to see my joke?"
"Why do you say that? We have worked together for a while, and I am not someone who doesn't miss our old relationship." Lu Li opened the lunch box, picked up a few shredded potatoes with chopsticks, and brought it to Lan Que's mouth, pretending to be concerned.
"Having been beaten to the point where half of your life is gone, you can't eat yet. Are you so hungry that you have no strength at all now? Come on, come on, try the food I cooked with my own hands."
Lan Que snorted coldly and turned his head away. "You should be the one who wants to see me in such a state of desolation the most, right? You have been relied on by the elder members of Ci Gu, and now I have offended the ghost again.
Mr. Mu, you are locked up in this dark place. Without me as a stumbling block, Luli, your future journey will be much smoother."
Lujiu ignored him, smelled the food and said, "I'm quite confident in my cooking skills, why don't you want to show your appreciation? Oh, by the way, my brain! I forgot that you were hungry.
For many days, what I miss most is the taste of meat." He picked up another piece of braised pork and brought it to Lan Que's mouth.
Lanque felt that Lujie was humiliating him and was already a little angry. However, his hands and feet were bound by iron ropes and his body had no strength. He could only look at him with a sneer, and then spat at the braised pork.
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat. How can you waste food!" Lujie glanced at the piece of braised pork regretfully and threw it to the ground. "I really came to visit you with good intentions, why don't you appreciate it?" said
Tell me, what mistake did you make? Why did Mr. Guimu lose his temper so much?"
"It has nothing to do with you!" Lanque replied angrily.
"It has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with your sister." Luli said slowly.
"What's wrong with my sister? Shouldn't she be getting good medical treatment?" Lan Que immediately became nervous after hearing about her sister, and her bloodshot eyes stared at Lu Li, who was still trying to pass him off.
"It's a pity that the disease has not been cured yet, so I have to come back to clean up the mess for my useless brother. I want to exchange one life for another." Lu Li took out two photos. In the first photo, Zhuo Jin was squatting.
He was eating on the street, looking miserable; in the second photo, Zhuo Jin had been captured by the security bureau, his eyes were distracted, and he seemed to have no desire to survive.
Lan Que looked at Zhuo Jin's appearance and felt heartbroken. "Why is my sister like this? Who caught her?"
"People from the Security Bureau. However, this is a trap set up by our beloved Mr. Guimu. Your sister is just an inconspicuous weapon in his hand, used as a human bomb." Lu Li said lightly.
Talking.
"What is Guimu's plan? It's my fault. If he wants to kill or scrape, he can just come after me. Why should he torture my sister! Where is my sister? How is she now?" She endured many kinds of torture.
Blue Bird, who had never shed a tear, now had red eyes and burst into tears.
"I don't know, but I'm afraid I won't live long. You know, Guimu has always been cruel and ruthless. You have worked diligently for him for so long, but he still doesn't miss your old relationship, let alone begrudge your sister.
life."
Lan Que roared: "I want to see Guimu! Let me see him!"
Lu Li pressed Lan Que's shoulder and said: "It's not that easy to meet him. We have been in ICV for a long time. We have seen his true face. At most, we can only talk to him. But.
, I heard that Cigu and Shouke are deeply trusted by him, and I have a fairly good relationship with them. Please tell me what mistake you made, whether it is serious or not, so that I can know how to plead for mercy."
Lan Que did not trust Lu Li, but could only place hope in him at the moment, so he stopped talking to him with a gun and a stick, and answered honestly: "Yin Liji asked me to carry out an assassination mission, and I must kill him with one shot."
There is no room for mistakes or wrong kills in life, but I... made a mistake."
Lu Li asked doubtfully: "Don't the snipers still have Gracilaria? Why would they send you, who is not first-rate in marksmanship?"
"Jiang Li was sick that day, so I volunteered to participate in this mission. I didn't expect to cause such a disaster." Thinking of this, Lan Que regretted it. He would not have been involved, but he had been following Yin Liji to do something unrelated.
When it comes to important tasks, I often feel that I am being subordinated and somewhat unconvinced, so I usually behave very actively.
Lu Li looked at him with a more mocking look and said, "You really don't want to miss any opportunity to express yourself. Can you tell me who you want to assassinate?"
Lan Que was a little hesitant. Yin Liji emphasized that this operation was arranged by Guimu himself and the specific details should not be leaked to others. "This is a top-secret mission. I dare not reveal too much."
"It doesn't matter, I won't force you to say it. Lan Que, I really don't want to see you in trouble. Although we have no friendship and usually don't like each other, we have met each other at least. My heart is not made of stone. I
I won’t just watch you suffer. Don’t worry, I will help you plead for mercy.” Luli said as he put away his lunch box and turned to leave.
Lan Que stared at the two photos on the ground, tears slowly falling on them. "Lu Li!" He shouted to Lu Li who was about to leave.
Lu Li slowed down his pace, tilted his head and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
"If you get any news about my sister, please tell me as soon as possible."
"Okay, no problem." Lu Li closed the heavy iron door, and the low sobs inside were isolated. He took out his mobile phone, read the text message from his old friend, and learned that Zhuo Jin was dead. He
Leaning on the cold iron door, he lowered his head and thought about something, with an expression that seemed a little regretful. He sighed, patted his cheek, and reminded himself to cheer up. He still has a long way to go, and he
He has to climb up step by step, and the Blue Bird, the Thin Guest, the Arrowhead and even the Yin Li Ji are just stepping stones on his way forward.
