Human ladder

Lu Congqi twisted the key to open the door, looked at the house that was obviously empty, lowered his head and pinched his nose in a little tiredness.

He put the key on the porch cabinet, and the metal collided with the marble board to make a crisp sound, making the whole house even more silent.

The interior furnishings are relatively traditional decoration, the sofa is still covered with old-fashioned old sofa covers, and a family portrait and certificates of different sizes are attached to the entire wall directly above it.

You can tell the owner of this home is very proud of it.

But in fact, only Lu Congqi knew that the head of the family clearly posted the awards he got every year when he was a child, just to make up for the compensation he made for the years his son was missing, because he did not have the opportunity to share his son. proud and guilty.

Eager to prove, eager to show.

I have known these ways from time to time, but unfortunately it is too late.

He is no longer the kid who gets a certificate and expects to be praised.

Lu Congqi went straight into the bathroom in the dark, took off the monotonous sterling silver bracelet on his wrist, and put it away. The bracelet was an old-fashioned silver bracelet without the slightest pattern. , with the same nature as the longevity lock blessing, at first glance, it seems to be a child who grew up under the care of the elders.

The cold water splashed onto Lu Congqi's head, the water brushed his eyelashes, and flowed through his mouth and nose, making him have short breathing difficulties, and his mind went blank almost as if he was suffocated.

There is only this moment, when his mind is empty and there is nothing.

Wen Yan seemed to have completely forgotten about that conversation.

But he remembered.

He remembered that Wen Yan looked at him with panic and pleading for help, as if he was also frightened by the wounds one after another.

Lu Congqi spoke softly at this moment, and said in his usual gentle tone: "It's okay, it's normal."

"Compassion is just your reaction to one thing, and aversion to crime is not because you are on the side of justice, out of good nature, but because you feel disgusted when you see the pain of the victim .”

Lu Congqi didn't show any expression on his face, and lowered his eyes to treat Wen Yan's wound.

There was a lot of noise all around.

The two stood and sat. Because of the angle, Wen Yan had to raise his head to see Lu Congqi's face clearly. Wen Yan looked at Lu Congqi standing under the streetlight and asked him, "Why? Why do you understand?"

Only then did Lu Congqi raise his eyes and look directly at Wen Yan: "Because I am too."

I hope that those criminals are caught, not because of the obvious retribution, justice is late or as promised, I have almost barbaric, primitive contempt and disgust for them, I hope they will be stripped and crushed by their opposite, I hope they will suffer To be spurned, unforgiven, let them be exposed, everyone knows that he is a villain, a bad person, disgusting, terrible, wretched, and a psychopath.As human beings, they can't hold their heads up in front of their peers. Seeing this will give me satisfaction and pleasure.

I am such a person.

Lu Congqi had never admitted himself so happily, as if tearing open the wound he had pretended, so that people could see the rotten essence inside.

But... that person was completely forgotten.

Lu Congqi opened his eyes, brushed his hair over the top of his head, and raised his head to avoid the water flow at the last moment.

The fresh, warm air rushed into the nasal cavity in an instant, and the water flowed down from the chest cavity, the already faintly shaped abdominal muscles, and all the way down.

He only wore a bath towel, and while wiping his dripping hair, he walked up to the flickering mobile phone, put the bracelet back on his hand, and then picked up the mobile phone and flipped through the messages absently.

They lived on the first floor, and they could see which car started and left in the community, who took the dog for a walk, and who came back from grocery shopping.

In the darkness, he could faintly see the outlines of the furniture in the house. The light from the mobile phone shone on his face, and even his drooping eyebrows were stained with a layer of loneliness.

Lu Congqi put the phone to his ear and listened to the voice from Sister Luan.

The rumbling sound of locomotives and motorcycles was accompanied by cheers from boys and girls from time to time. He heard someone call Sheng Wenyan's name, telling him to drive slowly.

Lu Congqi couldn't help laughing, his depressed mood was swept away for a day, he turned on the voice and said, "They don't know the importance of a group of people, you should watch carefully, don't let him cause trouble."

Sister Luan quickly replied: [I can't stop it, this group of people called the death convoy for nothing?Wen Yan's gang has a newcomer, and they have been urging Wen Yan to go to nightclubs with monsters, what should we do? 】

Lu Congqi typed out the word "Old Jin", and Sister Luan seemed to know what Lu Congqi was thinking, and said, "As your father's informant, Lao Jin said that there is an action tonight, so he has to pretend to be a buyer. , Guess what? The place where Lao Jin will act tonight is the 'monster'!"

Coincidentally, as if at the right time, a person whose comment was "Daddy" sent a voice message: "Son, I won't be going back today. Dad knows that you are coming back from leave. You can cook something yourself. You can't order takeaway."

Lu Congqi hurriedly called Sister Luan, but before he could say "stop him", he swallowed him again.

Because Lu Congqi obviously heard from Sister Luan's phone that the environment has changed—"Hello? Reason for going?"

Lu Congqi squeezed his fist, he didn't blame Sister Luan after all, he just said: "It's okay, I'll take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, he immediately dialed Wen Yan again.

Several times in succession, no one answered.

……

Of course Wen Yan couldn't hear it, Haozi brought in a newcomer, who said he was from another school, just to get to know each other and take care of things later.

Originally, he didn't have the time to talk to him, but he didn't refuse. He obviously didn't have much enthusiasm for this person. He originally wanted to go back to school to find his way after a couple of laps to refresh himself.

As a result, Lu Congqi was not at school again, which made him bored at school and couldn't sit still, so he had to come along.

The person that Haozi brought over was called Huang Mao, and he booked a private room in the 'Yaokai', but he was not in the private room at the moment, only a few scattered people, it seems that everyone has not arrived yet.

"Fuck, I don't understand. Is there a fart here? Go to my shop, at least I won't give you fake wine."

The one who spoke was a very tall woman in a motorcycle leather jacket, with a cigarette in her red lips, walked up to Wen Yan, and moved her body closer to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan took out a lighter from his jacket, held up a cigarette to light up, and curled his lips together: "Sister Luan, are you jealous that other people's business is better than yours?"

"Fuck you, I'm jealous of this broken place?"

As she said that, the woman took off her leather jacket and threw it on the sofa. She sat next to Wen Yan with her legs crossed, her eyes were lazy and her eyeliner was long and narrow, and she always inadvertently gave off a charming smell.

Wen Yan glanced at Luan Bing in the smog, and was about to get up to go to the bathroom, but Luan Bing quickly pressed him on the sofa: "Stinky boy, you asked my old lady to come out to play with you, so I will stay with you tonight." I’m not allowed to go anywhere with my old lady.”

When Wen Yan heard that there were still such unreasonable people, he laughed angrily: "No, sister, how can you be so unreasonable? I won't let you go to the toilet?"

Luan Bing leaned over to press Wen Yan, the sexy sling tilted slightly, completely exposing the row of letter tattoos on her shoulder blades.

This posture also happened to block the eyes of a row of waiters who just walked past the door of the private room.

Wen Yan stared at the string of English letters and realized that he didn't understand what they meant. He looked back and said, "Miss? Beauty? Please pay attention to your image, a bit self-conscious of a 25-year-old mature woman, don't seduce a high school student OK ?”

Luan Bing didn't pay attention to Wen Yan, his long curly hair hung down on the side of Wen Yan's neck, making Wen Yan dodge a little uncomfortable, Luan Bing squinted at Wen Yan for a while, and finally let him go, nestled in the bed Seeing Wen Yan leaving with his clothes on the sofa, he let out a slightly dissatisfied "tss".

People like Wen Yan always run into acquaintances wherever they go, slipping around in the crowd, and doesn't know how many rounds of drinking they have had with them.

However, Luan Bing looked carefully, and at a glance, he knew that this kid playing chicken thief just touched the wall of the glass, not even touching his lips. Easy transfer.

Like Lu Congqi, he played routines.

At this moment, Luan Bing's cell phone lighted up, and at the same time, the lights of the nightclub changed colors, and the miniature walkie-talkies of the plainclothes policemen who were ambushing various people also got signals with each other.

"Point A is in place."

"In place."

"What about point B?"

"In place."

……

Luan Bing crossed her legs. She didn't participate in this operation. She glanced at the surrounding arrangements and felt that everything was safe.

Until his eyes were darkened, a group of people walked into the private room. The leader cast a glance at Luan Bing, his eyes flashed, and he quickly waved his hands at the people behind him. The earrings on his ears flickered slightly with his movements.

"The earthworms are in place, waiting for the fish."

Seeing this, Luan Bing hurriedly stood up and shouted at the man, "What are you doing?!"

The door of the private room was closed, and Luan Bing, who was under control, only had time to see an inconspicuous young man following Wen Yan at some point, who was flattering and didn't know what he was saying to Wen Yan.

At the same time, the passionate music began to stir, and the follow spot lights seemed to sweep in a chaotic manner, following the green laser lights flashing and going off.

The miniature walkie-talkie clicked, and a code came: "The target has appeared."

People in twos and threes approached Wen Yan as if pulling a net.

Luan Bing's heart felt cold at the moment, and before he could rush out, he was pushed on the sofa again.

The man with the earrings put his palm on Luan Bing's shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "You can't go anywhere."