Human ladder

Wen Yan's words brought a long silence between the two adults.

After a long time, Jin Shuo broke the silence and asked, "Then what happened today?"

Meng Shi coughed dryly: "Let me do the talking."

"Wen Yan sent me a text message last night, saying that he knew Mu Jiangqun well, and knew why Mu Jiangqun wanted to bring him to the Monster Bar, so he approached Ming Xun, the owner of the Monster Bar."

"He is..." Jin Shuo glanced at Wen Yan suspiciously, swallowed the question he wanted to ask, and signaled Meng Shi to continue.

"I checked Mingxun's details. It's true, but it's not easy to look up. At the same time, Lu Qicong and the others also found the number of a courier through Mu Jiangqun's communication network. Following the search, they found that It was shared by Mu Jiangqun and other people, because the communication IP is in the north and south directions, so Lu Qicong used this to contact the courier's number, and wanted to find Mu Jiangqun's family through this, and successfully connect with Shangming. Fast communication network."

Meng Shi turned around and looked at Jin Shuo, and asked, "Is this your plan? You plan to catch them all."

Wen Yan followed Meng Shi's words and added: "They want to test me, and everyone who gets started has to leave evidence in their hands. Either you take drugs, or you sell drugs... I have no choice, so I will go to the Meng Bureau."

"I understand."

It wasn't until now that Jin Shuo believed what they said, his tensed shoulders relaxed a little, and he sighed leisurely and looked at Wen Yan: "Then why did you do this?"

Meng Shi and Wen Yan looked at each other, the eyes of the old and the young were different, but they both had a certain tacit understanding.

After a while, Wen Yan saw that the sky outside was getting darker and darker. He glanced at the time and said, "Because this is the day I've been waiting for, Uncle, can I ask you something?"

Wen Yan's expression was too serious, and for a while, Jin Shuo mistakenly thought it was some kind of important event, so he couldn't help standing up straight: "Say it."

"What did Lu Congqi give you?"

Wen Yan's expression was frank, without even the slightest resentment, he seemed to be really curious about this question.

"I took the initiative to find him."

While Jin Shuo was struggling with the words, he thought about how much he could tell Wen Yan, and then made up his words, but he didn't expect that Wen Yan just nodded in understanding, and smiled as if he was really relieved: "That's fine... that's fine."

"how?"

"I mean...in that case, I advise you not to trust Lu Congqi, but trust me."

Wen Yan patted the dust on his body, with an expression of not intending to stay here, as if he was waiting for Jin Shuo's answer, he didn't know what to do at the moment, his hands in his pockets were clenched into fists, He looked at Jin Shuo motionlessly.

Jin Shuo looked at Meng Shi who had been silent behind him calmly, knowing that the gun in his hand was confiscated, Wen Yan and Meng Shi were in the form of flanking back and forth, posing a faint threat to Jin Shuo.

As if a century had passed, Jin Shuo lowered his head to hide his expression, and walked a little closer to Wen Yan: "I have always been with your father, and I have never changed."

It wasn't until this moment that Wen Yan completely relaxed. Jin Shuo's attack was really ruthless today, and his back must be purple and blue.

"Fuck, I'm hurting to death... If that's the case, I'll leave first if there's nothing else to do."

Meng Shi and Jin Shuo's expressions did not loosen until Wen Yan cried out for pain.

Jin Shuo asked puzzledly: "No, you haven't told me yet, how did the two of you get hooked up? Did you really get in touch last night? Hey, Wen Yan!"

Wen Yan: "Let's go, Director Meng, just take your car to take me back to school."

"Contact again, Lao Jin—"

Jin Shuo chased all the way to the outside of the unfinished building, and found that Meng Shi was driving his own private car. Wen Yan sat in the co-pilot loudly, rolled up the window and said this sentence to Jin Shuo.

When Meng Shi drove the car a long way, Wen Yan looked at the direction and felt something was wrong and asked, "This is not the way to school, where are you taking me?"

"A place you should have known."

It’s obviously the rush hour for commuting at this moment, but the place Meng Shi brought Wen Yan to came to, the more cars and people went inside, the fewer and fewer cars and people, until driving on the expressway, Meng Shi took Wen Yan to the After winding the mountain road, it stopped outside a deep and secluded nursing home.

Meng Shi didn't take Wen Yan in, but stopped far away, and through the windshield, he could only see the gate of the nursing home.

It stands to reason that a nursing home suddenly appearing on such an occasion is usually the main venue of a horror story, but here it feels different.

The two combined paths in the pine forest seem to provide the most comfortable environment for those who rest here, but the whole building looks like a high-end villa, with bright lights and warmth. Listen carefully, the wind pierces the pine needles, and the sea hits the reef.

It's like a paradise in the painting.

"This is a private nursing home, and it took me a long time to find out."

"What? Where will you retire in the future?"

Meng Shi smiled slightly, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke and said, "I can't afford to live in this place."

Meng Shina pointed to the front and said, "Xu Qiuyue is over there."

"Who?" Wen Yan didn't realize it for a while, thinking that Meng Shi was joking himself.

"Don't you think I have no sincerity in cooperating with you? Sincerity is coming... But there are people monitoring inside and outside here, and it's not convenient for me to go in. It depends on your ability."

"..."

old fox.

Wen Yan scolded and asked, "You mean, Lu Congqi is fucking here?"

Meng Shi didn't know how good Wen Yan and Lu Congqi were, so he nodded without burden.

"That's it, I'll bring some fruit to see my future mother-in-law."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Meng Shi suspected that the son of a bitch had grown up on a fucking train, and asked, "What did you say?"

Wen Yan smiled triumphantly, shook his head, and asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

Meng Shi looked at Wen Yan hesitantly for a while, and said hesitantly: "The person who hinted that there was an undercover agent in the organization was Luo Tuo, that is, Lu Qicong."

"..."

Wen Yan silently stared at the front, his expression became heavy for a moment.

"There's nothing I can't tell you about this, but what's the use of knowing so much?"

"Lu Congqi's family can't afford such a high-end place..." Wen Yan stared straight ahead.The voice-over said, either Shui Mengshi, the old fox, was framing him again, or... there was someone else behind Lu Qicong.

In fact, Meng Shi didn't need to say anything at all, he should have guessed this a long time ago.

Meng Shi unlocked the car and said to Wen Yan: "You can go and see for yourself. Since then, Uncle Lu and you will often come to see her. Wen Yan... unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't want to doubt my own people."

Private nursing homes are generally not allowed to enter without an appointment in advance, but Meng Shi didn't know what method he used. When Wen Yan registered at the front desk, he saw Lu Congqi's visit records on the day of Liqiu, and there was no more after that.

By coincidence, he wrote Lu Congqi's name in the column of family members.

According to the nurse's instructions, he came to the last room on the fourth floor.

The red-brown wooden door is tightly closed, the house number is 4527, with red letters in a golden frame.

He curled up his fingers and knocked on the wooden door three times.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside.

What came into view was the figure of a thin woman.

She should be reading a book, the lights in the room are dim, there is a recliner by the window, and a dim lamp is on beside the table.

The woman was still holding a book in her hand, she was not surprised to see Wen Yan, she just looked up and down at Wen Yan, and said: "Here we come."

This is... Lu Congqi's mother?

Wen Yan Liushen hummed, and walked in lightly.

Wen Yan listened to Lu Congqi and told his mother that she was a kindergarten teacher with a quiet and gentle personality and could sing nursery rhymes. He liked one of the songs, Little White Boat, very much.

However, looking at Xu Qiuyue, who was thin and frightening, he couldn't imagine her singing in front of the children.

"Hello, Auntie, I am..."

Don't look at Wen Yan running the train with his mouth full of mouths, and cowards faster than anyone else when he gets in front of people, right now he stood stiffly in front of Xu Qiuyue and immediately said kindly: "I am Wen Yan."

Xu Qiuyue walked in with his back to Wen Yan, so he couldn't see any expression: "Son of Wen Guochao?"

Then she turned around and sat on the recliner, covering her legs with a blanket, as if feeling cold, she smiled slightly at Wen Yan, and said softly, "Help me close the window."

It should be because he doesn't talk to people often, but Xu Qiuyue gives people a strong sense of alienation, like an unreal painting, and even the facial features of the whole person are understated.

Wen Yan approached the balcony, and saw the endless dark blue sea outside the window, and the moon hanging on the sky was the only bright color.

The sea breeze felt as cold as pinpricks on his skin. He hurriedly closed the window, but he heard Xu Qiuyue say behind him: "This sea is the same sea that Wen Guochao died in the line of duty."

Wen Yan grabbed the glass with ten fingers, but only left a shallow mark on the glass. He stared at the sea for a while, forgetting the people behind him.

This is actually a reminder to Wen Yan, but it also seems to tear open the wound that Wen Yan has been bandaging well.

It seemed that the wound was covered up by the people around for whatever purpose, or bandaged up sincerely, but Wen Yan didn't let Wen Yan see the original appearance of the wound.

Xu Qiuyue was the one who mercilessly tore off those bandages, so Wen Yan was finally able to see the original face of the wound.

"Auntie, I..."

Xu Qiuyue turned a page of the book, but suddenly asked: "Is he okay from now on?"

"..."

Wen Yan let out a long breath, moved his already stiff expression, turned around and said: "It's good, I'm a little nervous about studying in the third year of high school, and he sleeps very late every day."

Xu Qiuyue nodded, her dry yellow hair was hanging down, her fingers were thin and thin, and because of her white skin, there was almost no flesh and blood, only a few glaring blood vessels and veins on the back of her hands became more and more obvious with her movements.