Human ladder

Wen Yan squatted beside Mu Jiangqun, playing with the knife in his hand, and said seriously: "You used this knife to kill people by mistake?"

Mu Jiangqun's complexion changed, and a flash of cowardice flashed in his eyes.

Wen Yan tilted his head, smiling brightly, with no emotion in his eyes: "A miss is a miss, what can't be said? If you don't have the guts to kill someone, you just don't have the guts."

He flicked out the knife, patted Mu Jiangqun's face with the blade, and asked, "Tell me, who told you to get your idea on me?"

The blade was pressed against Mu Jiangqun's face tightly, and Wen Yan's sneer was reflected on the other side. He was not in a hurry and just waited for Mu Jiangqun to speak.

Suddenly, Wen Yan turned his hand, and the blade turned to face Mu Jiangqun's face. The next move was self-evident.

He Zhang, Liu Duwen, and Chen Fan watched in shock, but no one noticed that Haozi's footsteps moved towards Wen Yan.

At the same time, Lu Cong came to the back door of the school against the crowds after school. He held the phone in one hand and put it to his ear. He didn't know what he heard, and his footsteps stopped.

The van, which was separated from Lu Congqi by a wall, honked its horn, and then a beam of bright light came in so that Lu Congqi could distinguish its position.

Lu Congqi retreated a few steps and jumped up. He looked down, turned over and jumped down.

It was an unremarkable van with the high beams on to illuminate the road. A person stepped out from under the driver's seat. Standing against the light, she could only see a woman through her long hair.

The woman neither helped nor urged, she just leaned against the car and smoked with her head down.

Seeing Lu Congqi coming over wiping the dust off her body, she raised her head, smiled at Lu Congqi, and said in a low voice, "Those who didn't know thought you sneaked out to surf the Internet in the middle of the night, high school student."

It was Luan Bing who spoke. She was wearing a leather jacket. The jacket was short and shapely, elongating the ratio of her waist to the length of her legs. She had Ruifeng eyes with narrow and long tails, giving her a charming and charming appearance.

Lu Congqi didn't tease him, looked around vigilantly, and said, "Say it in the car."

The van slowly drove out of the school, Luan Bing smoked a cigarette to refresh himself, and said, "Huang Mao has been put in the detention center, should we try Ge Hui's line?"

Lu Congqi shook his head: "No, Ge Hui and Huang Mao are not necessarily the same group. The police on Ge Hui's side followed. It seems that they didn't focus on Huang Mao—what does Brother Jin say?"

"He's already on his way, he's taking the dark road, you're making it too difficult for Lao Jin, anyway, he belongs to your father, you really let Lao Jin smear your father's face? "

Looking at the empty street, Lu Congqi took a deep breath without showing any emotion, and shook his head, trying to drive away the tiredness of the past few days.

During the day, he studies intensively, and he has never closed his eyes until now.

Under the strong pressure, Lu Congqi's mood was a little unstable, and he said tremblingly: "I'm afraid that 'Haishi' will be watching Wen Yan."

Luan Bing glanced at Lu Congqi distractedly, and said unceremoniously: "Come on, do you really think you are a good person? For two years, I used Wen Yan to touch all the entertainment venues in the city. I understand, and you deliberately asked me to take him there... Lu Congqi, you should have expected that Wen Yan would come into their sight sooner or later, right? Sometimes, I really don’t know, what are you? For his good? Or for his harm?"

Lu Congqi hesitated for a while, as if he was also struggling, he could only cover it vaguely: "Wait a little longer, it's not good for me to walk into their sight now."

"Have a clue?"

Lu Congqi shook his head in embarrassment, and smiled wryly: "Sister Luan, what are you thinking? I'm still a high school student, and I don't have supernatural abilities."

When Luan Bing heard Lu Congqi mocking her in turn, he immediately shook his head helplessly and asked, "Did you go to see your mother?"

Lu Congqi nodded, and said, "She asked me to say hello to you, thank you for taking care of me back then...otherwise she wouldn't be able to stay here as a woman."

Luan Bing's cold and seductive eyes were full of sourness, she sniffled and scolded: "Fuck you, if she still has this idea, my mother would have picked her up long ago."

She doesn't even know your son anymore.

After all, Luan Bing swallowed the words, turned his head to glance, and saw that Lu Congqi had been holding up your mobile phone, looking like you were on the phone, but Lu Congqi didn't speak for a long time, so he asked: "What are you talking about?" What are you doing?"

Lu Congqi put the phone on speakerphone, but his side was always on mute: "Wen Yan became suspicious of this matter, and started to investigate..."

Wen Yan's voice came through the phone: "Tell me, who told you to put your idea on my head?"

Luan Bing raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "Little brat, where are there so many sets?"

Lu Congqi frowned more and more as he listened.

Realized that things might not be good over there.

Luan Bing took Lu Congqi to the door of a bar, signaled Lu Congqi to get off the car, and said, "Lao Jin is looking for someone in the detention center. We have to ask Lao Jin for details."

The place where Luan Bing led the way came from a clearing house under Jin Shuo's men. It was only nine o'clock, and it was not the time when there were the most people.

When Lu Congqi entered, the resident singer was playing the guitar and singing folk songs.

Luan Bing led Lu Congqi directly to the box on the second floor.

Pushing open the door, he saw Jin Shuo was facing the tablet with a serious face, and from time to time there were muffled sounds of fists and muffled grunts from the tablet.

Lu Congqi took a deep breath, walked up to Jin Shuo, and picked up the tablet to read it after Jin Shuo's consent.

It's a bathroom with partitions, the smallest one can't be smaller.

There are red eye-catching words painted on the wall of the bathroom. Lu Congqi has never seen yellow hair before, but Luan Bing reminded him: "This is yellow hair. He shaved his head. You haven't seen him with yellow hair. It's ugly. died."

Lu Congqi didn't talk to him, probably because someone was holding up the camera, which was a little unsteady.

Huang Mao was covered with his mouth and punched several times in a muffled voice, all of which hit his stomach. The painful Huang Mao knelt on the ground, crying and begging for mercy.

But it was useless, he still didn't say the information they wanted.

It was like a scene that was constantly being replayed, the person who beat him didn't ask anything, just beat in a muffled voice, Huang Mao had no power to resist.

"This person happens to be in the same detention center as Huang Mao. Is there anyone in the detention center? This is considered light."

Luan Bing thought that Lu Congqi couldn't bear it, so he said these comforting words.

After a while, Lu Congqi said, "If he keeps silent, we can't kill him."

Lu Congqi's eyes sank, and he said, "Someone is going to kill Wen Yan with drugs."

"!!!"

Jin Shuo stood up suddenly, looked at Lu Congqi and asked, "Is that really Lao Wen's son?"

Lu Congqi nodded, handed his mobile phone to Jin Shuo, and said, "Huang Mao found Wen Yan through Haozi. Wen Yan knows who to go to for this matter, and he also has that method."

In the toilet, Wen Yan was surrounded by smoke, and Mu Jiangqun knelt on the ground, with his head pointed at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan bit the zipper of his school uniform, raised his chin slightly, looked at the kneeling man on the ground, and asked, "What's the origin of the yellow hair?"

Haozi stood on the side in fear, and took the lead in admitting his mistake, "I'm sorry, Brother Wen, I didn't know that kid had ulterior motives..."

Wen Yan didn't even look at Haozi, pulled down the zipper, took off his school uniform, and said with a sneer, "If you knew, you wouldn't be able to stand up."

Mu Jiangqun finally knew that Wen Yan in front of him was indeed not someone to be trifled with. He cried and said, "The man gave me [-], saying that Wen Yan from the key high school next door asked Huang Mao to bring him to the monster on Sunday..."

"Who?"

"I don't know, I met in the alley behind the school..."

Lu Congqi, Jin Shuo and Luan Bing gathered around the phone and looked at each other when they heard this sentence.

Lu Congqi: "Tell that brother not to fight, otherwise there will be accidents."

Jin Shuo made a phone call, and after a while, there was a whistle sound in the video, and then someone yelled through the bathroom door: "Is there anyone inside?"

The video suddenly became chaotic.

Jin Shuo walked out with the phone in his hand, but neither of the two communication tools had any valid information for the time being.

Lu Congqi sat in a chair exhausted. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his school uniform pocket, smoked a blue menthol cigarette skillfully, and lit the lighter.

While feeling unsatisfactory, he stuffed a strong mint candy in black packaging into his mouth.

Luan Bing glanced at Lu Congqi strangely.

"Do you want to eat?" What Lu Congqi handed to Luan Bing was a piece of individually wrapped mints. She took the mints, looked at them for a while, and asked, "Do you smoke?"

Lu Congqi took a puff, and his temple felt as if he had been pricked by a needle because of the peppermint cigarettes and strong mints, and he became sober all of a sudden.

He took a long breath out of the cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and his long and narrow eyelashes were covered with a layer of smoke, making it impossible to fathom the reality.

"what happened?"

Luan Bing smiled to himself: "It's okay, I just wanted to ask, do good students smoke too?"

Lu Congqi didn't know what to think of, and laughed: "Then you are wrong, Wen Yan never touched a cigarette."

Luan Bing raised his eyebrows curiously and waited for Lu Congqi to speak.

"I know this."

The door of the box was opened again, and Jin Shuo went and returned. Hearing this, his usually stern face was slightly moved. He looked at Lu Congqi, as if looking at another man of his age through his figure. Similar teenagers.

"Wen Guochao also showed off his parenting experience in the group. It was during the mission three years ago that Lao Wen and Sun Yu caught his boy smoking, and Sun Yu was so angry that he wanted to beat him with a rolling pin on the spot. Wen was stopped, and Lao Wen asked what to do in the work group at that time."

Lu Congqi was happy to listen to Jin Shuo occasionally talking about the past, and listened lazily while propping his chin in the chair.

"At that time, many people urged Lao Wen to beat Wen Yan, saying that boys would be disobedient if they didn't beat them."

Jin Shuo picked up Lu Congqi's cigarette case and raised his eyebrows: "You're pretty picky, aren't you? Like to smoke this?"

Before Lu Congqi could reply, Jin Shuo was stunned suddenly, staring at the cigarette case as if stuck, and said nothing more.

Luan Bing urged him: "And then?"

Jin Shuo murmured: "Why would Lao Wen's character beat his son? He couldn't be serious all his life... I remember that Lao Wen was still complaining in the group at that time, saying... Wen Yan is quite a picky kid. The cigarettes are still of a good brand.”