Antibiotics: one in a trillion brothers

Wang Zhao guessed that Yang Yi didn't remember. When the two of them were very young, their relationship was not as tense and subtle as it was later, and they could get together every day to play in the mud happily.

At that time, Wang Yi was bubbling with snot, and there was a puddle of coffee-colored malted milk stains on the skirt of his clothes. He held his head up and chest out and said to Wang Zhao:

"I am brother, I will protect you."

In the direction against the wind, that figure is like a golden light, which has been engraved in Wang Zhao's heart for many years, and it will last forever.

Gradually growing up, their simple little brains each developed a set of bizarre personalities, and the two evildoers were incompatible, so they became estranged unconsciously, and they became strangers even when they developed under the same roof.

Wang Yi is well versed in the way of life, and behaves with his tail clamped to the outside world, and has been going smoothly; Wang Zhao's "weirdness" is extremely blatant, so he is often bullied and teased by people from all walks of life. Sometimes he is blocked on the way from school asking for money, and sometimes he is locked up He splashed water in the toilet, and sometimes even got beaten for no reason because he thought he was smiling too much.Wang Yi never defended him, and even folded his arms coldly and said, "I asked for it."

Wang Zhao was beaten outside, and he was beaten by Wang Yi again when he returned home. The mixed doubles were very sour.

At that time, Wang Zhao thought that he must have forgotten the promise he made when he was a child and claimed to be an "older brother" and threatened to protect him.

Being bullied all the time, Wang Zhao himself didn't take it seriously. After being beaten a lot, he knew what posture to defend to reduce the damage. When he saw someone aggressively attacking him, he could immediately lean against the wall and hold his head skillfully. Crouching in defense, while being punched and kicked, he can still be distracted thinking about being robbed. The money in his pocket is enough to buy a few boxes of cannonballs from the commissary.

In the winter when he was 12 years old, Wang Zhao finally ordered Tai Sui to commit crimes, or it was his own fault. Somehow, he offended people in the society and was beaten out of his body.That time he was able to come back alive, it was really moved by the sympathy of Lord Yan, who felt that the world with normal distribution could not live without such a strange creature as Wang Zhao, so he insisted on accommodating on the edge of life and death, and told him to save his life.

At that time, he was beaten by a group of people with iron rods, and he was thrown in the snow nearly half a meter thick for several hours.When he was dying, he glanced at his lower body, and his right leg turned out in an extremely caricatured state, lying limply on the snow like a rubber hose, a strange flash of his remaining consciousness: this is Isn't it in line with the human body structure?

He looked up at the sky in a trance, and the snow fell in succession, which was extremely psychedelic.

The snow gradually covered his body, his body and consciousness were both numb, the sky and the earth gradually became distant, and the school bell from a distance passed softly, and he was neither cold nor in pain. There is no joy, no sorrow, nothingness that goes far and wide.

He thought that this time he might really have to explain it here.

Haha.

Just before he lost consciousness, he vaguely heard someone calling his name.

Yes, I am Wang Zhao, may I ask which ghost messenger is here?

"Wang-zhao-wang-zhao!..."

Anger is mixed with anxiety, from far to near.

Wang Zhao thought, I am not in a hurry to reincarnate, why are you in a hurry, the service attitude is really bad.

"Wang Zhao! Wang Zhao! Wang Zhao!"

A thunderous cry rushed over.

Then he fell into the boundless darkness, at the last moment when his consciousness was stripped, he felt his body lifted by a force, and then a gust of air sprayed on his neck, warming him.

Everything that happened later is kept in Wang Zhao's memory in a very montage way. For a flash, there are bloodstains blooming like flowers on the snow. When the camera turns, he sees someone's shoulder bumping forward. When he closes his eyes, the rental The smell of leather in the car wafted, and in the next second, someone opened his coat and held him in his arms. The unfamiliar body temperature made him drowsy.

When he woke up, Wang Zhao was lying on the hospital bed, and the people around him were all beaming: "He's awake, he's awake."

He moved his eyes, and after seeing the crowd, a figure flashed out of the ward and disappeared.

Everyone said that if it had been delivered an hour later, he would have been a corpse by now.

During the hospitalization, Wang Yi didn't come to visit him once. After he recovered from his injury, he went back to school. He heard that the leader of the group of social bastards who taught him a lesson was beaten.

That guy was drunk one day, and someone kicked him from the back, put his head in a sack and tied him to the ground, someone came with a pair of iron fists, and beat him so hard from the beginning to the end without saying a word half dead.In the end, the little bastard only had half of his teeth left, and his ears were almost deaf. The person responsible for the crime was not found, so that guy could only consider himself unlucky.

Wang Zhao also heard the comments from his classmates. Wang Yi, who was playing in the indoor basketball court, felt crazy when he was beaten and thrown in the snow that day. He threw away the basketball and ran away without a trace. His eyes were red when he ran towards the main road with his back on his back. People who saw his expression thought he was going to fight.

Later, as long as anyone who troubled Wang Zhao would suffer varying degrees of misfortune in the near future, so all the hooligans were afraid of him, talking privately that this man was the reincarnation of the Great Failing God and could not be provoked, and walked around him tremblingly. , Seeing his piercing smile, he secretly cursed: "Unlucky."

Wang Zhao finally understood that Wang Yi did not break his promise.

Although he beat himself, he didn't allow others to beat him, he was even more penny-pinching than himself, and he had various means of revenge.

Wang Zhao also discovered that someone would always quietly clean up the mess left by his troubles, and his criminal evidence would always be destroyed before being discovered. He never asked Wang Yi if he did it, and the two developed a tacit relationship. tacit understanding.

He protects himself in his own, very strange way.

Wang Zhao loved to eat sweets when he was a child - although this is incompatible with the setting of him as a freak, in everyone's imagination, freaks should like to eat weirder things, such as dirt dug on the road, coffee poured with human blood, or fresh food from trees. Cicadas that are still singing after being caught are just like fairies who can't shit, freaks also have their own set of settings.But the real world is not as extreme as literary stories, there is no consistent black and white, but Wang Zhao is a child with a very normal eating habit.In addition to his sweet tooth, he will obediently sit in the classroom for eight classes every day, never fails to hand in blank papers in exams, and is also distracted by many daily chores like others.Hearing this, the evil spirit was reduced sharply, and the image collapsed, and everyone disappeared, and the audience wanted to run away.

Because he loves sweets and often does not brush his teeth, Wang Zhaoguo developed tooth decay as expected. The plaque was formed on the big tooth at the end of the mouth. Light.

For a while eating became a horrible torture, from enjoyment to love-hate thing.But he really can't let go of the deliciousness of sweets, and he insists on eating them even if it hurts to death.Whenever he contorted his face and chewed the candy, the sweet pain was unforgettable.

He loves Wang Yi, but Wang Yi always wants to beat him; even though he wants to beat him, he still protects him.

When Wang Zhao was punched and kicked by Wang again because of causing trouble, Wang Zhao, who was rolling on the ground in pain, suddenly understood that the person in front of him was not the honey that had gnawed on him.

If he was given a chance to choose whether to come to the world, he would choose whether to; if he was given a chance to choose whether to come to the world with Wang Yi on the premise of becoming a human being, he would choose want.

He is very fortunate that the trillions of possible combinations came with him.

At the end of a long dream, Wang Zhao opened his eyes, brushed his long hair lazily, and turned his head to look out the window. It was dawn.

He straightened his wrinkled clothes, got up and opened the door, and the wind with a hint of dust immediately poured into the room from the back door of the shop, dispelling the stale air of the night.The front and back construction sites have already started, and the impact is sudden and sudden, accompanied by loud shouts.

He stretched and turned his head, only to see Yang Yi walking slowly from the southwest.

Wang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled at him, "You didn't leave last night?"

Last night, the two of them chatted one after another, fell asleep at one end of the bed and the other at the end, and just woke up to see Yang Yi, Wang Zhao thought that he had already left.

Yang Yi's face was not very good-looking, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction he came, and said in a bad tone: "The things in that small house are yours?"

Wang Zhao smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Yang Yi's expression was uncertain, and he asked in a deep voice, "Oh, then tell me, what's inside?"

"Reaction tanks, balances, test tubes, scales, chemicals..."

"What the hell are you doing?"

Wang Zhao, who was interrupted halfway through the enumeration, winked at him:

"Poison."

Wang Zhao rented a dilapidated small house not far from the grocery store. He lied that it was from a nearby construction site and wanted a place to store some special building materials. The landlord did not suspect him and immediately lent the small house out.Wang Zhao has always used it as a "studio", where he configures various weapons to complete the death for his customers.

The noise from the construction site and the yellow sand flying all over the sky swept along with the wind. The end of summer is not yet here, and the residual heat still makes everything look impetuous.

Yang Yi who got the answer was stunned for a moment, but Wang Zhao was calm, and the shock was fleeting. Yang Yi put on an ordinary expression, folded his arms habitually, and said lightly: "You told me before that you are studying poisonous drugs. , So it’s not just casual talk.”

Wang Zhao pretended to be strange, and smiled crookedly: "I asked you if you believed it or not, didn't you say you believed it?"

"You shouldn't just study it for fun," Yang Yi's eyes flickered, "Say, what are you using it for?"

He also took out the kind of questioning tone that Wang Zhao was familiar with when he was young, cold and self-imposing. The lines between the lines are full of coercive majesty. He stands against the light, and his tall body is almost enough to place Wang Zhao in the projection Now, Wang Zhao saw signs of anger in his eyes, as if he had reset to the previous unequal mode in an instant, and the slightly peaceful interaction after the reunion for a year seemed like a lifetime ago.

On the contrary, Wang Zhao was secretly relieved, he didn't understand the world, Yang Yi didn't understand the world either, they didn't understand each other.They can't understand each other's thoughts and behaviors, but they can understand each other's incomprehension because of their deeper commonalities.

Yang Yi is a capricious person. After ten years, what remains unchanged is his fickleness, which is good.

Wang Zhao smiled slightly, and looked up at the sharp eyes like white sharks in the backlight: "If I say I use it to kill people, will you arrest me? According to the police officer surnamed Lei, you have always been very upright, Uncle Policeman .”

"Oh? Did you use it to kill people?"

Every word that came out of his mouth carried a chill that didn't match the season.

"Well," Wang Zhao said, "a lot of people."

As soon as the words fell, unexpectedly and reasonably, a punch came with an afterimage.

Under the sunlight, every detail of Yang Yi is clearly visible, the ferocious facial features, the bulging veins on his forehead, the scars on his fists, and the collar torn back due to inertia.

A few tenths of a second were pulled for a long time like pulling dough. When the pain came, time suddenly bounced back. Wang Zhao knelt on the ground, and a small cloud of dust was raised on his knees.

It seems to have returned to that time again, and the ten years in a trance seem to have never slipped away.

"I thought you farted today."

Then a bunch of keys, like the milk bottles back then, were slammed into the shadows in front of them.

"You dare to say this to the second person, I will kill you."

Wang Zhao was so painful that he couldn't straighten up, his heart had changed over time, this guy's fighting skills really improved, his punch was so powerful.

"Don't do it again in the future, I'll give you two days to clean it up." Yang Yi turned around and left with an angry look, "Also, remember to lock the door and pull out the key from now on."

Walking away angrily, Wang Zhao hung his head, giggled, clutching his overwhelmed stomach, and the air flowed through his throat hoarse and harsh.

His oneness, hasn't this changed yet?Isn't that brother who threatened to protect him still there?

"One, do you love me?" Wang Zhao called out to his back.

As soon as Yang turned around and rushed back, he raised his foot and kicked him on the shoulder: "I love you."

When he arrived at the police station, Lei Ting approached mysteriously: "Sir Yang, big news, do you want to hear it?"

Yang Yi glanced at him absent-mindedly, and said, "Just say what you want."

Lei Ting: "Then I won't say anything."

"Whatever you want, if you can hold it back."

Lei Ting curled his lips: "Tsk, that's enough, I'll tell you." He lowered his voice, "In the early hours of this morning, someone reported that a single old rich man died at home in Jinxiu District."

Yang Yi frowned after hearing this, and froze when he took out the cigarette case: "He killed him?"

"It should be, but it's hard to say. It is said that it stinks when it was discovered. The team next door is taking over the investigation."

Called the female police officer Xiao Lin to listen, and interjected: "It's probably a homicide. Just now Wu Xiaojia sent me a WeChat message to tell me that she felt that she died of a tachycardia caused by sex, and there was still a needle hole in her arm. No syringe left, it doesn't look like suicide."

Lei Ting: "Who is Wu Xiaojia?"

"The forensic doctor, she said that the victim was like being euthanized. Phenobarbital, muscle relaxant and potassium chloride (this also shields orz) were injected together, and the person died in a few seconds, and he walked a little bit. No pain, very peaceful."

Lei Ting: "Oh, eh? If it's true, murdering one's life is quite particular."

"I don't know if it was murder for money. But it is said that the house is very tidy, and it doesn't look like someone has robbed it at all."

"Ah?" Lei Ting was a little surprised, "Then it looks like a vendetta. Rich people must have many enemies."

"Generally speaking, do vendettas specially choose a way to make people die so comfortably?" Xiao Lin hesitated, "And I heard that this person is full of illnesses, and life is more painful than death."

Lei Ting held his chin: "This is strange... huh? Yang Yi, where are you going? We still have a lot of things to do with Miao Miao's case."

Yang Yi has already walked out of the door quickly: "Suddenly remembered something, I will go back as soon as I go, I'm sorry."

Lei Ting yelled "Hey Hey" twice from behind, but didn't keep anyone, turned his head and scratched the back of his head, and murmured: "What's the matter with being so anxious all of a sudden..."

The number of the elevator kept beating, and Yang Yi's mind was ringing with alarm bells, and an ominous omen suddenly surged in his heart.For some reason, he immediately thought of Wang Zhao's face, and his thoughts unstoppably pointed to the house of bottles and jars he saw just now, and the fact that Wang Zhao admitted to killing himself with a dark smile.

He didn't ask for any details just now, and left the key that Wang Zhao had pulled out carelessly, pretending that he was not an insider as if evading.

But the thin thread of fate that tied the two of them somehow miraculously connects their hearts at certain times.

He gritted his teeth with a sullen face, Wang Zhao, oh Wang Zhao, the bondage he could never shake off in his life.

Yang Yi rented a taxi and came to the high-end residential area in Jinxiu District alone. The security guard stopped him at the gate. He took out his ID and showed it to the man: "Police, my colleague who was in charge of the case last night has already entered."

The young security guard said "Oh": "A lot of policemen have come earlier."

"Well, my colleague hasn't adjusted the surveillance video yet, has he?"

The security guy nodded: "Probably not."

Yang Yi: "Then please tell your leader, I am in charge of monitoring."

The security guy immediately said: "Okay, wait a moment, I'll go in and make a phone call."

After a while, an older man in a security uniform came over, took Yang Yi to the monitoring room, and asked, "Officer, when do you want to check?"

"Is there any problem with the elevator monitoring in building No. 18 in the past three months?"

The man hurriedly said: "No problem, you come with me."

The cell phone in his trouser pocket was ringing loudly, and the series of calls made people's heart skip a beat, and the caller IDs were all "Wei Hailin".Faced with the obvious anger of his boss, Yang Yi only took out his hand and glanced at it, then put it back in his pocket and ignored it.

But the phone in his pocket kept ringing, so he simply pulled out the battery board.

"Officer, since three months ago?" the man asked with a peek at the dead cell phone.

Yang Yi put his hand in front of his mouth and nose and thought for a moment, and for some reason he had a flash of inspiration, so he resolutely said: "Let's start from mid-July first."

"Ok."

The silent camera reproduces the time at eight times speed. People come and go in the narrow elevator, the female white-collar worker who puts on makeup, the boy who delivers food, and the child who picks his nose and smears it on the wall while no one is around. Without blinking, he silently stared at the rapidly changing monitor screen with folded arms, without making any gestures.

After a while, he stopped: "It's ok, let's leave it at that for now, my colleague may come to trouble you again."

"But..." The older man next to him was a little confused, "Did you find anything?"

"Sorry, it's inconvenient to disclose this to the outside world, please forgive me." Yang Yi stood up and nodded at him, "Thank you."

The man replied in a daze: "No, no, of course we will fully cooperate with you when you do things."

Walking slowly outside the door, step by step on the marble floor tiles, "Go slowly." Humane behind him, and then the door of the monitoring room closed, "Gada".

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, Yang Yi suddenly turned into an arrow that left the string, and flew away.

Wang Zhao lay on the counter in front of the grocery store and fiddled with the cigarette butts that were blowing in the wind, but he heard the roar of the engine coming from far and near with an earth-shattering force. Rubbing the road surface, a Volkswagen car barely drifted half a circle and stopped in front of it. The road was filled with a vast future and settled dust.

The window of the driver's seat was rolled down. Wang Zhao was startled when he saw the person coming, and immediately said, "Motor vehicles are not allowed to pass here."

Yang Yi said, "Get in the car."

Wang Zhao asked, "Where are you going?"

Yang Yi said, "Run away."