next year is a wolf

The two of them didn't sleep all night, and went to the bathroom to calm down. It was a cold day, and Lu Jue took a cold shower and came out.

He didn't even dry it with a towel, so he just put on the big loose underpants and let the water dripping down from his chest dry naturally.

The heart is cool and the heart is flying.

After half an hour, he could become a Buddha instantly.

Lao Luo kept sending him messages, asking him to join Miracle Liangliang to make clothes with him.

Lao Luo: "Come and join the battle of concrete."

Lu Jue: "Mix your father's concrete."

Lu Jue's map has been completed, and all levels are cleared, but each level is ranked second by friends, and Lao Luo is the first.

This is simply a humiliation for Lu Jue, who pursues perfection.

He suddenly became enlightened today, and with an idea, he deleted Lao Luo from the friend list, and then successfully got into the position and became No.1.

Lu Jue took a screenshot and sent it to Moments, with an emoji of a wretched smiling face looking out while grabbing the railing with both hands: "Hee hee hee, I'm such a clever little guy."

It didn't take long for Jiang Heng to comment on him: "Mother."

"What do you know, isn't brother cute?" After Lu Jue replied to him, he received another new message.

Lu Tian cheered and said, "Cute."

Lu Jue was quite relieved that he was really his own cub.

"Fuck." Lu Tian added.

He has been learning basic pinyin, and his vocabulary is not rich enough, so his typing speed is also slow.

But anyway, he is smart, if you teach him something once, he will understand.

Lu Jue thought about buying him some children's books, the ones with pinyin, and went to Jiang Heng the next day and asked him to recommend two.

At that time, Jiang Heng was cleaning the table, and he took out a booklet from the drawer of the bar. Lu Tian reacted quickly and caught it with a wave of his hand.

Lu Jue glanced at it, and the cover was written in bold and fancy fonts, with the following words: "SMS Love Story: Old Couples".

The color is very fancy, the kind with a star filter, colorful and very psychedelic.

Lu Tian casually turned a page and asked, "What's this about?"

Lu Jue took it from his hand, glanced at it, and read it in the tone of reading a Chinese text: "Husband, husband, I love you, just like an old farmer planting rice, serving you carefully, waiting for you to slowly become rice, I love you want You eat you, and I'll start growing rice again."

After reading this article, Lu Jue said, "Good book, it's good to read it."

Lu Tian scratched his scalp: "I feel a little numb."

"Take it and learn it." Lu Jue threw it to him casually, "After learning it, you can directly become a Taoist and become an immortal. There is nothing wrong with it."

Jiang Heng bent down and took out another book and said, "There is also a series of books."

The title of the book was "How to Conquer a Beautiful Girl", Lu Jue also picked it up and handed it to Lu Tian.

"Do you have "How to Conquer the Wild Boys"?" Lu Jue asked, taking a piece of cut fruit from the table.

"Which wild boy?" Lu Tian asked.

"You wild boy." Lu Jue said.

"I don't need you to conquer." Lu Tian said, "I bow my head to you. It's not easy for you to raise me up."

Feeding is a powerful word.

Lu Tian's positioning of himself is basically on par with that of a pig.

Lu Jue was so moved that he was about to cry, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "I didn't hurt you for nothing."

Several people chatted for a long time, and after a while, Lu Jue's phone rang.

The caller showed that it was Zhou Ci. In the past few days, the situation has been turbulent. When Lu Jue saw Zhou Ci's name, he subconsciously tensed up.

He immediately decided to finish the phone call, and changed Zhou Ci's remarks to Liuhe.Lottery, so that every time he answered the phone, he would feel like winning a lottery.

Sure enough, nothing good happened when Zhou Ci spoke: "Someone found Fang Qingya's shadow near City S, not long ago."

"Damn, is it true?" Lu Jue looked at the time, "I'm going there now? Where are you?"

"Yangcheng." Zhou Ci said, "Witnesses say they saw him around here."

Yangcheng is a county in the city of S, which belongs to the area of ​​urban-rural fringe. Because the location is relatively remote, it has been engaged in industrial development. Due to heavy industrial pollution, the river has become the same color as the colorful auspicious clouds.

There is no clean water source when the groundwater is dug to more than ten meters, and almost no grass grows in a radius of ten miles.

There are basically no people living around the industrial base, only one village is still holding its ground.

When he arrived at the village, Lu Jue found that almost all the people living in this village were old people who were over seventy years old. They were like the civilization left here, dying and dying.

"A worker aunt in the factory said that she saw Fang Qingya at the market near the village not long ago." Zhou Ci put his sunglasses in his pocket, found a rock, and sat down on the ground.

Lu Jue glanced at the expensive suit pants on his body. As far as he knew, the brand was at least five digits.

"Auntie said that because her daughter is a fan of Fang Qingya, she remembers him very clearly. At that time, he was wearing a mask and a black sweater to go shopping, and he wrapped himself tightly. Auntie thought it was very strange and approached Take a look, and you can see the black tattoo on his hand." Zhou Ci turned on the phone and showed Lu Jue a look at the pattern on the screen, it was a small letter F.

"Are you sure he lives here?" Lu Jue asked.

"Not sure." Zhou Ci said, "It's just speculation. If he wants to hide himself, he will definitely choose this place."

Not only is the traffic not smooth, the network is not well developed, there are no hidden cameras everywhere, and there is no danger of being discovered anytime, anywhere.

While the two were talking, an old man happened to walk past them with a pipe behind his back.

"Master, have you seen a young man in the village?" Lu Jue asked the uncle in time.

"What?" The old man shook his head and yelled loudly in dialect, "I didn't eat donkey meat fire in the morning, I ate steamed bun porridge."

This donkey's lip is not right for a horse's mouth.

Lu Jue nodded and waved to him: "Alright, go."

"Ah?" The old man couldn't hear what he said, and coughed, frowning, "I'm sick, everyone is sick. Everyone is sick."

sick?

Lu Jue decided to let go of this old man who didn't understand what he said, and asked someone who understood.

The village is very small, and the two of them ran into a grandma basking in the sun at the door within a few steps. This grandma looked very energetic and her mind was not confused.

"You mean the young man who always goes out at night. I met him once." Grandma said, "All the young people in our village have moved to the city. The conditions in the city are good and there is no pollution. Here we are , not a place for people to stay, and the water was destroyed by that paper printing factory.”

"That young man lives in the village?" Lu Jue ignored her last few words, "Then do you remember when you saw him?"

"Yes, I don't remember the exact time, I just remember that he seems to live in the direction of Lao Li's house." Grandma may not have communicated with anyone for a long time, and she couldn't stop talking, "We are the only ones left here. Those who are old and immortal can’t walk away, they all have cancer.”

Lu Jue clicked his tongue, feeling very sad.

The printing factory is really polluting the water. I don’t know who did this stupid move to build the factory in the upper reaches of the river, and no one cares about it?

"The young man looks so energetic and open-minded. Where are you from?" Seeing that the two of them had not spoken, grandma asked with a smile on her face, "Do you have a date now?"

"Yes." The two lied tacitly at the same time, and looked at each other suspiciously after speaking.

Then the two exchanged very complicated eyes for several seconds.

The old Li's house that grandma talked about lived in the east of the village. It was a very dilapidated house with a big yard. Looking through the crack of the door, the ground was very clean, free of weeds, and there were signs of recent residence.

Just as Zhou Ci was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, Lu Jue jumped onto the wall, jumped directly into the yard, and let out a yo.

Zhou Ci followed closely behind, kicked open the door of the main room, and found that everything in the room was empty.

Lu Jue walked into the room and looked around carefully, lying on the ground, picked up an empty cigarette case from under the bed, and poured out some ash from the case.

He rubbed it with his fingers, put it under his nose and smelled it, and said, "He should have been there three days ago."

Zhou Ci's eyes darkened and he said, "It's still too late."

Sitting in the bar, Lu Jue drank one cup after another, but his eyes became more and more sober.

Such a scene appeared in Lu Jue's mind, Fang Qingya was standing in front of him wearing a black sweater and a mask, and behind Fang Qingya stood a black figure with no face, looking at him with black eyes like a devil. he.

Someone behind Fang Qingya is manipulating everything, he is controlled by this person, and this person is like a God standing on the roof, overlooking everything in the dark, and all their actions are under the surveillance of this person.

From arranging Fang Qingya's death to finding the body in the cold storage of the hospital, to going to Li Village today to track down Fang Qingya's traces, this person knows all their actions and cut off all clues before them.

But that person seems to deliberately leave some intriguing hints to prove his existence, such as the cigarette case under the bed, which seems to be provoking them: Yes, I exist, but unfortunately you just don’t know Who am I, you are showing me in the dark, you will never catch me.

You are not angry.

"Analyze from a psychological point of view." Jiang Heng touched his chin and said, "This drug dealer should have a criminal personality."

As an excellent storytelling contestant, Lu Tian took the initiative to ask: "What kind of personality is that?"

Jiang Heng talked about it in a few sentences, criminal personality, also known as anti-social personality.

Some drug dealers take risks simply to satisfy their own desires, chasing money and status.After their desires are satisfied, they will feel guilty psychologically and regret their criminal behavior.

And people with antisocial personality, they not only want to satisfy their own desires, they commit crimes to enjoy the thrill of controlling the overall situation and being chased.

And they will never feel any guilt about the crime.

Such people simply cannot use the thinking of normal people to analyze and understand their behavior.

Zhou Ci propped his chin with one hand, looked at Jiang Heng with sparkling eyes, and his face seemed to be written with these big words "He is so good, I love him so much."

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