Human ladder

Wen Yan managed to calm himself down, and resisted cleverly, "Uncle Wu?"

Uncle Wu grinned and said, "As soon as people enter, you will be in charge? Wen Yan, right?"

There are not many people who are really stupid.

Xiao Jia, who was hurriedly supported, changed his face when he heard this, as if he didn't expect that Uncle Wu would really turn against Ming Xu because of Mu Jiangqun's matter, so he moved his arms willingly to resist for fear of harming Chi Yu.

Wen Yan was pressed on the mahjong table, his face turned pale, and he argued, "What's the matter with Mu Jiangqun entering me?!"

"Boy, Ming Xun is not fucking stupid."

Uncle Wu's ambiguous words set Wen Yan's heart on alert. He couldn't see Uncle Wu's face behind him, but Uncle Wu's strikes were really ruthless. Wen Yan was controlled by others, so of course he didn't count on Xiao Jia's dog legs.

Xiao Jia added fire at the right time: "Uncle Wu, what do you mean?"

Uncle Wu ignored him, but pressed Wen Yan again: "Ming Xun sent you to me, what do you mean?"

Xiao Jia was waiting to say more, but Uncle Wu tilted his chin at his subordinates, then grabbed Wen Yan's clothes by the neck and threw him against the wall.

The huge impact made Wen cough heavily, his heart was full of surprise, but he refused to let go of his mouth: "This thing has always been done by whoever does it. Are you arguing for Mu Jiangqun?"

Xiao Jia was politely invited outside, Wen Yan knew that today he was going to shed a layer of skin, and thought nonchalantly: If he is really disabled... he obviously hasn't had time to do anything yet.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan spit out the blood in his mouth with a vicious expression, and stared at this man named Uncle Wu, as if he wanted to entangle him with endless revenge.

Uncle Wu seemed to be used to seeing this look, and turned a blind eye to it. He wanted to go forward, but was interrupted by someone who came from nowhere: "If you kill this man, guess what will happen to me?"

Uncle Wu snorted disapprovingly, and stopped moving.

Wen Yan's face was complicated for a while when he heard this, and he looked at Jin Shuo who came out of the room in disbelief, and broke down: "My day|Your uncle——"

Jin Shuo glanced at Wen Yan expressionlessly, and then said to Uncle Wu, "Thank you, how much is it?"

"Hey, count me as a favor for you."

Jin Shuo looked at Uncle Wu sincerely: "I can't afford to repay the favor, let's count the money."

Without waiting for Uncle Wu to speak again, Jin Shuo said to Wen Yan as if he was in a hurry: "It's not easy for us to meet, I will find a way to connect with Mingxun in business, and you can just do your own thing."

"Don't you not touch this kind of business?"

Jin Shuo interrupted impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll be angry when you see your head and tail in everything, how come you don't inherit all the good things?!"

"..."

Wen Yan gritted his teeth and was gasping for air in pain at the moment, and asked: "Then can I return these two strokes? I don't respect the old and love the young."

Uncle Wu and Jin Shuo looked at him together, the meaning is self-evident.

Jin Shuo handed Uncle Wu a card in front of Wen Yan, and he and Uncle Wu handed over the money and delivered the goods, and Uncle Wu handed the package of drugs brought by Wen Yan to Jin Shuo.

"..."

Before he could ask in detail, Jin Shuo hurriedly said to Wen Yan: "Lu Qicong found Diao Qianwei's whereabouts, I just ask you, do you believe in Meng Shi?!"

Wen Yan moved his shoulders, and said lightly: "Meng Shi showed me the file... The last case my dad investigated was the file of the Qixi case."

"Did you find anything?"

When Uncle Wu saw that they were starting to talk about something serious, he waved at Jin Shuo, wiped his hands, opened the curtain and walked out.

He didn't know what he said to Xiao Jia, but Xiao Jia paused with his hand to lift the curtain, and didn't intend to come in again.

Jin Shuo glanced at the door vigilantly, and brought Wen Yan to the inner room of the box. The inner room was a cramped small corridor that could only accommodate one person, and the two stood one behind the other.

Wen Yan: "The murderer is Fu Banghe. Diao Qianwei deliberately asked Wen Guochao to find out about Fu Banghe...From the beginning to the end, they never thought about letting Fu Banghe and Wen Guochao live."

"them?"

Wen Yan took a deep breath: "'Haishi' and Lu Qicong."

Jin Shuo blurted out: "Isn't Fu Banghe the founder of Haishi?!"

Then he suddenly realized: "I was blacked out."

Wen Yan whispered, "The whole thing had nothing to do with him."

This sentence was really full of hatred, Wen Yan seemed to be trying to suppress his emotions, took a deep breath and said: "Why does my dad know about the secret level of undercover hidden missions?"

"Lu Qicong used to work in Zhongyuan City, why was he transferred to Linhai after he came back?"

"Why did Fu Banghe come all the way to China and kill seven members of the Fu family?"

"I know all of this."

Wen Yan looked at Jin Shuo with burning eyes, and said with a sneer, "The bomb is in my hand, let's see who I am willing to kill."

Jin Shuo suddenly understood everything, and said clearly: "So it's not whether you believe in Meng Shi or not, but Meng Shi must make you believe in him."

As soon as the school bell rang, students who had been hungry all morning rushed out of the classroom like a hive.

Lu Congqi sat in his seat and stared at the simple map drawn on the draft paper on the table.

The map was divided into several sections by him. Except for the marked buildings that were specially marked, the others were the names of more than a dozen stores connected in a line.

People who often like to play around will be able to tell at a glance that this is a high, medium and low-level entertainment venue in the city.

Lu Congqi was playing with the ballpoint pen, and the tip of the pen was pushed out and indented dozens of times by him. He hesitated a little and drew a circle in the word "monster". Then, as if he had finally determined something, he hurriedly closed the classroom door and stood behind it. Dial the phone.

The phone reminded the other party to connect, Lu Congqi didn't wait for the person to speak, and said first: "Who is the owner of the Monster Bar?"

The other party didn't know what to say, Lu Congqi was silent for a while, and after a long time Lu Congqi said vaguely: "Wen Yan found it."

Lu Congqi's expression seemed to alternate back and forth between sadness and joy, and after struggling for a while, he finally settled on a regretful expression.

He sighed aloud, squatting on the ground by the door.

Almost everyone sensed that something was wrong with Wen Yan, as if it was enough to make sure that such a person was still dangling in front of them, and no one cared whether it was dilapidated or collapsed silently.

"From the period?"

"From the period?"

Luan Bing's voice was in his ear through the microphone, but Lu Congqi ignored it, as if the amount of information in this sentence was already overloaded.

Lu Congqi seemed to be talking to himself: "No wonder I smell that smell on him..."

"No wonder he dumped you..."

"No wonder he doesn't want to get close to me anymore..."

The more Luan Bing listened to the back, the more frightened he became. The last sentence made Luan Bing wonder what messed things up in his head, and he hurriedly said: "You are still so young?! Although you are at a young age...but... …but……"

Luan Bing 'but' couldn't go down, because she suddenly heard Lu Congqi's gnashing of teeth through the mobile phone.

Anyone who heard that sound would be terrified, similar to the grinding of teeth of an animal, even in broad daylight it would make one's scalp tingle.

She didn't know what Lu Congqi had discovered, so she called out cautiously: "Congqi?"

Luan Bing didn't know what to say, so he comforted dryly: "If you want to cry, just cry..."

"I am fine."

Lu Congqi couldn't cry, but the lacrimal glands stimulated his senses in different ways, and even snotted his nose when he held it to the extreme. He was a big man squatting on the ground, his eyes were red and his nose was running. Too ridiculous.

Lu Congqi gave up on himself and said: "I pushed him out... I was too greedy, Sister Luan, I always told you to wait until I had enough evidence for Lu Qicong, and when I finished the college entrance examination , When I graduate, I will stop Wen Yan again."

"Actually, I'm too cowardly and too greedy," Lu Congqi cleared his throat, as if vomiting out all the stale air in his lungs: "We can't stop him anymore."

Luan Bing turned around a few times angrily, even if she didn't know what Lu Congqi's words didn't match up, she was quite frightened by Lu Congqi's appearance, so she could only try her best to comfort her: "It's not that bad. A few months? You take the college entrance examination first..."

She was suddenly blessed, and immediately thought of something: "You asked me to secretly go to your house two days ago, and deliberately found those things, is it because..."

Lu Congqi felt extremely despicable to himself, and said stiffly, "Yes, I don't like to waste all my efforts...he is soft-hearted."

"..."

Luan Bing was so choked that he couldn't speak, and because Lu Congqi made him lose his temper, he said dejectedly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"I don't know." Lu Congqi seemed to never have imagined that one day he would be able to say this. During the three days of the cold war with Wen Yan, he refused to accept softness but used clever tricks to make Wen Yan soften his heart.

The thousands of emotions in his heart will never burst uncontrollably, just squeeze out a few drops when needed, and play its sufficient role.

Like a master of incense, he has a sufficient dose.

Just a few drops are enough to keep you dreaming and wanting more.

Outside the corridor of the classroom are people returning from their meals, in groups, shoulder to shoulder, discussing new topics, playing and jostling to entertain each other in the boring study life.

Lu Congqi took a deep breath and said, "I'll do the rest."

The people who were fighting were approaching, and the sound reached Lu Congqi's ears.

He hung up the phone, got up and opened the door, bumped into the student who was about to open the door.

The man didn't seem to expect such a coincidence, he hurriedly said with a smile: "Why don't you go to eat?"

Lu Congqi seldom turned sideways to avoid the man, and left without looking back.

"You just said that Lu Qicong found Diao Qianwei's whereabouts?"

Jin Shuo stabilized his mind, never expecting that one day he would be led by the nose by Wen Yan, and said with an unnatural expression: "Diao Qianwei went to the southeast coast, and he was targeted as soon as he came back."

Wen Yan leaned against the wall and ground his teeth when he heard this, and suddenly said, "No wonder."

Jin Shuo pretended to be listening.

"Make a bet and see how Ming Xun will react this time."

Jin Shuo kindly reminded: "The past two days have not been peaceful. There is a man named Wu Xiu who came back with Diao Qianwei. I heard that he brought back new goods. Everyone is scrambling for the supply. He wants to stop Mingxun. The source of wealth—”

Wen Yan was puzzled: "New product?"

Jin Shuo said solemnly: "It is said that it will open a beautiful new world. This martial artist is cruel, so be careful."

"Beautiful... new world." Wen Yan rubbed the eyes of the word, smiled inexplicably, nodded at Jin Shuo and said, "I see."

He made a gesture to leave, but Jin Shuo stopped him: "Wait—"