Rent is always due

It’s no wonder that I don’t feel bad for someone who works outside to improve the food. I don’t spend my own money. However, I still want to enjoy this meal. The old fox is usually like an iron rooster. It’s rare for him to be generous. , can't live up to the kindness of the old fox.

Half of the table was set up with seafood, plus beef and mutton, this meal was enjoyable.Chinese people are used to putting things on the dinner table and saying that if you have enough to eat and drink, Wu Xie also intends to finish the business that Wu Sansheng entrusted to him.

Xu was afraid that the sound insulation effect of the box would not be good, so he cleaned up the empty dishes a little bit. Wu Xie glanced around, then hooked his fingers, motioned them to move their heads closer, and lowered his voice and said, "Actually, this time Come on, I have a mission. My third uncle asked me to give you a word, if you have to, don’t hesitate to shoot.” Many times, the police’s guns are just a decoration, and many policemen have never actually fired a single shot until they retire. .

The fat man burped: "You are innocent and you are here to spread the word~ Third Master thinks this case will be very dangerous?"

Wu Xie pushed the head of the fat man closest to him away. The fat man's burp smelled like hot pot and beer, and the smell was really not friendly.Wu Xie cleared his throat slightly: "He said, this sentence is not only applicable to the present, but also applies in the future."

"Xiao Tianzhen, did the third master ask you to bring a gun to the fat man?" The fat man rubbed his hands, his eyes shining.The last time I saw Pan Zi drawing his gun, his hands were so itchy, the fat man thought, drawing a gun by himself must be more aggressive than Pan Zi.

Wu Xie shook his head, and said in a rather regretful tone: "Third Uncle didn't ask me to bring you a gun, but I can buy you a toy gun with flashing lights and sound effects at my own expense."

"Forget it, I'll help you save some money, I can't hold that thing fat master."

At night, as expected by Wu Xie, it rained and the wind blew up. Wu Xie stayed in the hotel where Zhang Qiling and the others stayed. Changing rooms with Wu Xie, Wu Xie's is a single room.

Originally, the four people in the city bureau lived in single rooms, which were arranged by the county bureau. People from the city should be treated well, right?But later, Zhang Qiling and the leaders of the county bureau had a disagreement. The leader of the county bureau believed that the case could be closed, but Zhang Qiling and the others believed that the case was not over yet, so the county bureau was no longer responsible for their board and lodging. For money, I had to move from a single room to a double room.

The one who lives with the fat man is Zhang Qiling, that is to say, now Wu Xie wants to live with Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie was lying on the bed facing the ceiling, and Zhang Qiling was on the bed next to him.Wu Xie said: "I have heard about this case. What do you say is right and what is wrong? What is good and what is bad?"

Zhang Qiling lay on the bed in the same gesture: "I personally caught a father who robbed a bank to save his son suffering from leukemia."

and then?

"Many times, morality and law are contradictory." Zhang Qiling still stared at the ceiling, with a hint of helplessness in his indifferent tone.

"Then have you ever had any conflicts?" Wu Xie changed his posture, facing Zhang Qiling, and asked with his hands on his head.

Zhang Qiling thought for a while and replied: "I have, but I know what I have to do. I have to follow the rules. Once the rules are broken, it will be even more chaotic."

Wu Xie sighed: "Yes, there are rules, but at least there are still some restrictions. As long as the rules are still maintained, they dare not be too unscrupulous. To be honest, money is very pitiful."

Zhang Qiling still didn't move, maintaining a posture and said: "It's useless to just sympathize."

"But it's too difficult to change in this world. You see, in the animal world, even animals have a hierarchy." Wu Xie pouted, not in a good mood. Anyway, this topic was really depressing for him. point.After calming down a bit, Wu Xie asked again: "Brother, why do you want to be a policeman?"

"Because..." Zhang Qiling was at a loss for words for a while, but he didn't know how to answer. It seemed that he had never thought about why he wanted to be a policeman.

"Okay, I'm sleepy, good night." Wu Xie didn't continue to wait for Zhang Qiling's answer, he didn't want an answer when he asked this question.

"Good night."

Oh, what a heavy bedtime chat.

Early the next morning, Wu Xie went back, leaving only one word to Zhang Qiling - be careful.

The author has something to say: Why do you keep writing about them eating?It's probably because I'm always eating... six meals a day, and five meals a day. It's a miracle that I didn't grow into a height of 1.7 meters and a weight of [-].

☆、chapter9

Zhang Qiling and Fatty were walking on the muddy path. The aftertaste of the rain last night hadn't faded away, and the sky was still a little overcast. The withered yellow grass leaves were terribly smashed by the rain, and they lay powerlessly on the dirt, merging with the surrounding muddy water .It was a very narrow road, and cars could not drive in it, so it could only be walked on. The soil was a little soft due to the lack of people walking for a long time, and when you stepped on it, it sank a little, and then brought up a pile of mud.Fatty's temples twitched, damn it, if I knew it, I would have gone with Heixiazi. This road is purely bullying us fatty!Fatty saw that the pit he stepped on was obviously deeper than Zhang Qiling. In this way, more soil was brought up, and the feeling of walking with a heavy weight on his feet was uncomfortable. What's more, this sticky feeling was like stepping on a stool. illusion. (Excuse me, it’s all over the place...)

In the morning, the four decided to split into two groups. Zhang Qiling and Fatty went to "visit" the great painter Yang Wang, while Heixiazi and Wang Meng reported Qian Gui's case to the Higher People's Court for a retrial. Negotiate with your leader and ask for support.The fat man knew that Yang Wang's home was in the suburbs, but he never expected to cross a dirt road!One deep foot and one shallow foot, and accidentally fell.

At the end of the dirt road is Yang Wang's house. Yang Wang bought a piece of land in the suburbs and built a villa. The villa is quite big. The fat man saw it from afar. The fat man concluded that Yang Wang is a rich man!But he even built a villa, so why wouldn't he spend money to repair the road.But to be honest, this villa is so beautiful, it looks like a church, only a cross is missing.It turns out that painting is so profitable~ The fat man swallowed his saliva and asked Zhang Qiling: "Brother, do you think it is too late for me to change my career to learn painting?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at Fatty and said, "It's still too late for you to learn how to butcher pigs."

The fat man shut his mouth, talking to Zhang Qiling sometimes felt like he was slapping himself in the face.

Arriving at the gate of Yang Wang's house, there is a small garden inside the silver iron gate. The shrubs are not too tall. An eerie feeling.There is only one cobblestone path between the bushes, only for one person to pass.The gorgeous villa, the gloomy garden, and the owner who doesn't get in touch with outsiders, Fatty thought of those bloody nobles who were hidden in the night in medieval Europe in legends, and the person who lived there was either pretending or abnormal.

The door bell next to the iron gate is covered with a thin layer of gray and white dust because it has not been touched for a long time. The owner of the villa may not want anyone to ring it.The fat man didn't care about the details, and didn't care about the thin ash on the doorbell. He pressed the doorbell with his index finger and rang the doorbell. The man who opened the door was a man in his 30s. He didn't have artist-specific long hair or bald head. Can cover a little ear, blue sweater, beige trousers look very home.The fat man recognized that he was Yang Wang whom he had seen at the entrance of the flower shop last time.

"Who are you?" Yang Wang still had oil paint on his hands that he would not wash off in the future, he was painting just now.Seeing Zhang Qiling and Fatty, he was a little surprised. After all, they were two strangers, and he didn't know why they came to him.

"Master Yang, hello, my name is Wang Kaixuan, a calligraphy and painting broker, and also a famous calligraphy and painting collector. This time I came here because of the reputation. I hope to see Master Yang's demeanor. By the way, is the master interested in cooperating with me?" Fatty's The smile is three points sincere, six points smooth, and one point of treachery is well hidden.What he wants to play is an art dealer, a calligraphy and painting dealer who wants to cooperate with Yang Wang because he sees that Yang Wang's paintings are very popular in the market and he is a promising painter.I have to say that Fatty's expression is in place and his acting skills are excellent, but the mud on his pants and shoes really ruins his image.The suit on the fat man was borrowed by Lu Renjia from a friend. It is rare that he has a friend who is the same size as the fat man. He is very energetic in a black suit. Be a successful businessman.The fat man pointed to Zhang Qiling who was standing beside him again, "This is my assistant Xiao Zhang." Zhang Qiling showed a shy smile, feeling like Wang Meng's upper body for a moment, and he was really a little follower .Fatty and Zhang Qiling both have powerful acting skills.

This rhetoric was planned by them a long time ago. Yang Wang is well-known but has never had an agent. It is reasonable to go to Yang Wang as a calligraphy and painting agent, and it is not easy to arouse Yang Wang's suspicion. It is perfect.If he rashly went to find Yang Wang as a policeman, he might be alarmed, and if no evidence was found, Yang Wang would run away, which would be very troublesome.

Yang Wang remained silent, as if hesitating. "Is it convenient to go in?" the fat man asked, interrupting Yang Wang's thoughts.Fatty and Zhang Qiling originally wanted to go into Yang Wang's house to investigate clues, but now they are drying them at the door, it's no big deal, no wonder Fatty opened his mouth in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, I've been negligent, please come in." Yang Wang made a gesture of invitation, and the expression on his face didn't change much, which makes people uncertain. If there is really something hidden in his room, he should be nervous. yes.

Anyway, let's go in and talk.

Entering Yang Wang's villa, the fat man felt a gust of air-conditioning coming towards him, and his skin was covered with goosebumps. The temperature in the room was colder than the outside world, mixed with the faint smell of oil paint. Surprisingly, he didn't smell it. The smell of formalin.Fatty has a good nose and is especially sensitive to the smell of formalin.

Yang Wang observed that the fat man trembled when he entered the room, and explained: "I am trying to use a new material for painting, because it is an organic material, and low temperature is more conducive to the preservation of paintings."

As a businessman who wants to cooperate with others, he should praise the other party in a timely manner at this time to gain favorability points, "Master Yang is still the Edison of the painting world!" Fatty feels that his acting skills are quite good.

Unlike the fat man who only wanted to play the businessman well, Zhang Qiling became alert as soon as he entered the room, and looked around with his peripheral vision. It was a big living room, so empty that even playing tennis in it would not be a big problem. There is hardly any furniture, and if the ladder is a painting of furniture, it is the only piece of furniture.Looking up the ladder, the ceiling of the living room is painted with murals, which is in the final stage and is about to be completed.

The fat man also noticed the mural on the ceiling of the living room. The fat man has no interest in painting at all. Compared with those who study the smile of the Mona Lisa, the fat man is more willing to study how the Mona Lisa died.But at this moment, the fat man exclaimed: "My God! What a masterpiece!" because he is now a painting and calligraphy agent.

Zhang Qiling frowned. He had been to many art exhibitions and seen many famous paintings, but none of them could make him feel as depressed as he is now.Although the mural is based on gold and white, except for the three main characters, everyone else's faces are stiff and full of lifelessness, looking gloomy, like a world of undead.

"I named it Bercean, which means cradle in French. It consists of three parts, Comely Freyja, Weird Verdandi, and Eonian Idun." Yang Wang said softly, as if explaining to Fatty and Zhang Qiling, but more like Tell yourself.His expression was gloomy, as if he was remembering something.

Note: ComelyFreyja the touching Ferreya, WeirdVerdandi the fateful Verdandi, EonianIdun the eternal Eden

All three are beautiful goddesses in Norse mythology.

☆、chapter10

Because there were no tables and chairs in the living room, Fatty and Zhang Qiling had to stand all the time, Yang Wang apologized for this.Yang Wang lives alone in this room, and no one comes here at ordinary times, the tables and chairs are just piles of ashes, it would be easier to have no tables and chairs.

Fatty asked to visit places, but Yang Wang did not refuse.

Paintings can be seen everywhere in Yang Wang's room, carefully framed and mounted. The most common elements are the Virgin and the Angel. The picture is clean and peaceful, which is completely different from the murals I saw before.Pointing to these paintings, Yang Wang said, "This is all left over from my early years of practice."

"It's very commemorative." Fatty couldn't see the wonderfulness of these paintings, so he had to chat with Yang Wang casually.

"It's not all because of this. My paintings can be sold for a good price in the outside world. Although I practiced in my early years, the remaining ones are all paintings that are not bad. Some people are willing to bid." Yang Wang said.

When the fat man heard this, he felt that Yang Wang was quite a real person, and joked: "It turns out that the Virgin Mary and the angels are only for sale."

Yang Wang was overwhelmed by the fat man's witty words, he chuckled twice, and said, "Saints also need to have their fill."

After going back and forth, the fat man felt that Yang Wang was a very interesting person, at least chatting with him was much more interesting than chatting with the younger brother.But no matter how interesting the chat was, it wasn't as interesting as the smell of formalin on him that day, wasn't it?

Yang Wang dared to let them in, and even showed them around, and the fat man has not smelled formalin, which means that Yang Wang put the things soaked in formalin in a very hidden room. place, and that thing is still well sealed.According to the fat man's experience, the smell of formalin can be tainted on a person's body, and it lasts for a while, except that this person has stayed in a place with formalin for a while, and the amount of formalin is also very large. The key is to have such an effect, the amount of formalin should not be less than one cubic meter.The amount of one cubic meter is neither too much nor too little. Formalin is easy to volatilize. It is very difficult to keep its smell from leaking out, and it is impossible for Yang Wang to be an idiot. Put him in the room.The fat man suspects that there is a secret room in Yang Wang's villa, and what he and Zhang Qiling have to do is to find a way to find the secret room in the villa.

The downstairs is almost ready, the only thing missing is Yang Wang's studio. There are two windows in the studio, and the lighting is very good, which is suitable for painting.

"You guys take a look around here, I'll pour you a cup of tea." After leading Fatty and Zhang Qiling to the studio, Yang Wang suddenly said such a sentence, and then left the studio.The fat man thought it was a bit strange, but he didn't care. It was just right that Yang Wang wasn't there, so he could tell his little brother about his discovery.

Seeing Yang Wang walking away, the fat man closed the studio door, lowered his voice and said, "Brother, I think there is..." When the fat man spoke to Zhang Qiling, Zhang Qiling didn't pay attention to the fat man, but He couldn't stop looking at the west window and the westernmost corner of the studio. The fat man was a little puzzled and asked, "Hey, little brother, what are you doing?"

Zhang Qiling exhaled and said, "I found it."

The fat man was at a loss, he didn't know what Zhang Qiling's words meant, what did he find?

Zhang Qiling also lowered his voice: "I observed this villa. The studio is on the westernmost side. From the outside of the villa, the westernmost window should be more than four meters away from the corner, but here, the distance from the window to the corner is less than three meters."

Zhang Qiling's words gave Fatty a sense of enlightenment. It turned out that the secret room was only separated from him by a wall. It turned out that the younger brother had already guessed that there would be a secret room, and he also paid special attention to the distance from the window to the corner of the wall.

The chamber of secrets is behind the wall, so where is the door to enter the chamber of secrets?

Yang Wang has been away for a long time and has not come back. It stands to reason that it does not take that long to make a cup of tea.The fat man thought to himself, Yang Wang went to make tea, could it be because of the tea?Although it is a good thing for him and Zhang Qiling that Yang Wang will not come back for a long time, they can find out where the entrance to the secret room is. Uneasy, the fat man decided to go out and have a look.

But as soon as he opened the door, the fat man was taken aback and didn't dare to move.

Outside the door, Yang Wang was pointing a gun at the fat man, the black muzzle of the gun was only an arm's length away from the fat man's forehead.There was no time to think about the ban on guns, or how Yang Wang got his gun. Fatty just felt that the world was jumping too fast, and he couldn't keep up. Didn't he agree to make tea?Okay, what gun to take!

"Don't move, raise your hands up!" Yang Wang pointed his gun at the fat man, glanced at the fat man, then at Zhang Qiling, and said.

What a familiar line, the fat man didn't expect to use it on himself, being pointed at with a gun, and his life is all at the other's thought, this feeling is really terrible!The fat man slowly raised his hands, while frantically thinking about countermeasures, but tragically found that his blank brain could only struggle through a few distorted earthworms, just like the ups and downs of the electrocardiogram in the hospital. A straight line without waves.

Zhang Qiling didn't raise his hand, and now rushed to kick the gun in Yang Wang's hand, or drew the gun and shot his hand, which would have a greater success rate?The answer is - not much.Zhang Qiling was several meters away from where Yang Wang was. Before he could kick Yang Wang's gun away, a flower might bloom on the fat man's forehead.In the same way, Zhang Qiling's gun is on his waist. From drawing the gun to firing the gun, he is definitely not as fast as someone who shoots directly. The stimulation goes from the eyes to the optic nerve to the brain. The brain makes instructions, and then the nerves transmit them to the hands to complete the instructions. , which only takes a few tenths of a second.It's not that there's no possibility of success, it's just that he can't bet on Fatty's life.

Seeing that Zhang Qiling didn't raise his hand for a long time, Yang Wang was a little annoyed, and pulled the trigger heavily, until Zhang Qiling raised his hand, Yang Wang smiled slightly.For some reason, this smile made his face look slightly distorted.

"You are the police|police." Yang Wang said firmly.In fact, Yang Wang was also struggling in his heart. It is undeniable that Fatty’s calligraphy and painting agent acted very similarly. Yang Wang was also deceived at first, but then Yang Wang became more and more wrong. Not long after Gui was arrested, it was quite a coincidence~ At this time, Yang Wang was betting that they were not calligraphy and painting brokers, but the police|police.

☆、chapter11

Fatty felt that he had played the role of calligraphy and painting agent quite well, but he didn't know where there was a flaw, and Yang Wang saw it, but he didn't know that Yang Wang was also guessing and gambling.Looking at the pitch-black muzzle and the pulled trigger, cold sweat dripped down the fat man's face.

Zhang Qiling noticed that Yang Wang's hand holding the gun was trembling slightly, which showed his inner struggle and anxiety. Zhang Qiling didn't know how Yang Wang could know their identities, but this was not important anymore. The important thing was how to subdue Yang Wang.

Except for the slightly trembling hands, Yang Wang managed his expression very well. His eyes kept scanning between Fatty and Zhang Qiling, guarding against their slightest move. After a few breaths, Yang Wang suddenly shouted sharply: " Hand over the gun."

As expected, Yang Wang is only a painter, even with a gun, he can't become a murderer.

Zhang Qiling touched his waist, and at the same time, the fat man also touched his waist - although he didn't have a gun at all, he wanted to distract Yang Wang.Seeing the same movements of Zhang Qiling and Fatty, Yang Wang was a little panicked, he didn't know who to point the gun at.Oops, he regretted what he said just now.

"Hello!" The fat man suddenly yelled, and Yang Wang's attention was all attracted by the fat man. At this moment, Zhang Qiling aimed his gun at Yang Wang's hand, and with a bang, without the slightest hesitation, the bullet aimed at Yang Wang. This is the first time Zhang Qiling has shot at someone since he became a policeman. Both the timing and the accuracy are very good, but... why does his head hurt so much? Things are going to break out of the ground, how can this be?

When Yang Wang noticed the gunshot, it was too late. There was severe pain in his wrist. The moment he let go of his hand, there was another gunshot. Clutching his wrist, he whimpered in pain.

The fat man patted his chest, it was really dangerous just now, thanks to his flexible body.The fat man put away Yang Wang's gun, and just about to call Zhang Qiling, he realized that he was holding his head and his expression was very wrong. "Brother, what's wrong with you?" The fat man asked with concern.

The thing that was about to break through the ground was pressed back, the pain in the brain gradually disappeared, Zhang Qiling raised his head, his face was pale, he waved to the fat man, "It's okay, let Lu Renjia know."

The fat man was still very worried about Zhang Qiling, and while dialing Lu Renjia's number, he asked, "Brother, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhang Qiling replied that it would not be a problem, and then slowly put the gun back.Although the fat man was still worried, he didn't say anything more.

Yang Wang was sent to the hospital, and Hei Xiazi and Wang Meng also rushed over.The door of the secret room was violently opened, and the smell of formalin rushed out in an instant.Everyone else covered their mouths and noses, only the fat man took a few breaths vigorously, as if feeling nostalgic.

The most eye-catching thing in the secret room is a glass coffin, which is filled with formalin. A corpse is soaked in formalin. The corpse has been dehydrated, but it can be seen that it is about seven or eight years old. girl.Above the glass coffin, there is a bouquet of daisies in the girl's hand. The petals are slightly withered, but they are still beautiful and pure.

Lu Renjia found Huo Hai's hand, which was also soaked in formalin, in a cylindrical specimen container, and tied with thorns.Next to it is a sketchbook with hands tied with thorns from different angles...

A small shelf was placed next to the glass coffin, and a few books and a pot of prickly pear were placed on the small shelf, but the growth of the prickly pear was worrying.Those books were "The Little Prince", "Robinson Crusoe" and "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea". The blind man guessed that Yang Wang put these books here to read to the girl in the glass coffin, but The facts are just as guessed by the blind man.

There was also a notebook under the three books, and the black blind man opened the notebook. The first few sheets were some sketches, with messy lines and extremely heavy writing. Some strokes scratched through several sheets of paper in one stroke. The resentment is so hard to get along with a pen and a piece of paper.The later paintings are obviously much better, one by one, clear and soft, the protagonist is a person, from a baby to a child, and stops abruptly at the child.The last few pages are a few design drafts, with fine brushstrokes, showing the artist's meticulousness everywhere. Without looking carefully, the black blind man has already discovered that this is the painting on the ceiling of the hall. In the corner of the last page, there is There are these words: Dad hopes that there will be no death and no harm in the place where you are.

The fat man noticed that the black blind man was flipping through the book beside the shelf, and he was curious for a moment, and asked, "What is that book in your hand?"

The blind man shook his notebook: "Poor daddy in the world."

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This case can be regarded as coming to an end here, but no one knows that on a dark and windy night, Lao Sun and his wife went home from relatives. It's not stable, there are no street lights on both sides of the path, only ruined weeds, the wind blows people chilly, and the old sun wakes up from the wine when the cold wind blows, and the speed of the battery car is faster, and the old sun wants to go faster Go home and get into bed.

Suddenly there was a sound from the grass on the side of the road, "whoosh--", Lao Sun saw a white shadow passing by, it seemed that the hair was quite long, it should be a cat, Lao Sun thought.

There is still a long way from here to Lao Sun's house. Lao Sun wants to drive faster, but the speed of the battery car is limited, which is already the fastest speed.In the wilderness, Lao Sun was a little scared, so he called his wife, "Old lady." There was no answer.There was a chill rising from the soles of the feet all the way to the Tianling Gai. "Old woman." "Old woman." Lao Sun became more and more anxious, until the fourth call, Lao Sun's wife finally responded.Thank goodness, "Let's talk for a while." Old Sun said.

Maybe because it was too dark, Lao Sun didn't notice that what he just passed was the construction site where Huo Hai's company had stopped working, and under the closed construction site were twelve bronze figures with cinnabar runes pressed on their chests.Almost a month ago, on the day of Huo Hai's death, the twelve bronze figures all rose by one centimeter.

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Everything is over, Yang Wang is still in the hospital, a lawyer offered to help Qian Gui free of charge, the case was sentenced to the original court for a retrial, no matter what, it finally ushered in a turning point, but Qian Gui didn't seem happy, maybe In this world, nothing can interest him, including his own life and death.

The matter is almost done, it's time to report to Mr. Wu, and ask for a few more days of clean life by the way.The four set foot on the way back.Unlike when I came here, I was accompanied by fat jokes, this time the return trip was very quiet.It took a long time before Wang Meng opened his mouth to break the silence.

"This is the first case I've been directly involved in, and I'm a little confused. I called the police because I thought the police were the embodiment of justice, but... are we really upholding justice? What exactly is justice?"

The fat man sneered, Wang Meng was so dazed and naturally cute.

Zhang Qiling thought of the sentence Wu Xie asked him, "Why do you want to be a policeman", because of justice?Only kids think that way.

"Rather than maintaining justice, it is more accurate to say maintaining stability. You know, in this world where fairness is vague, justice is actually illusory."

"The Collector Looking Up to Heaven"

--Finish--

The author has something to say: The volume of Collectors Looking Up to Heaven was messed up by me. In fact, I wanted to write that Qian Gui is a collector who dreams of collecting. The dream of living a better life came to the city, and his life had already developed in a good direction under his hard work, but a car accident destroyed all his hopes... The injustice after that made him completely desperate, and he originally looked up to heaven Longing for a better life, he began to go crazy...Yang Wang and Qian Gui had a very similar experience. His daughter died in a train bombing. In formalin, he painted the "cradle" for his daughter, which is his best wish for her daughter.During a trip, he learned about Qian Gui, out of anger and pity, he helped Qian Gui, and left Huo Hai's right hand behind by a mysterious accident, and hid it in a secret room.At the moment he decided to help Qian Gui, what he thought of was not crime, but comfort. There are many injustices in the world, such as why some people die, and why some people are still alive. He just did what he thought was right, despite this Things are wrong in the eyes of others, even though it hurts every time I see that right hand afterwards.Yang Wang is a collector of pain, because those who look up to heaven are in hell.

Many things here are not explained clearly, such as how Huo Hai died, how Yang Wang knew about Qian Gui, what the twelve bronze figures represent, and the rhythm is too fast, the turning point is sharp and inexplicable, and the ending is unfinished. All in all, one word, scum!But I don’t want to change it, and I don’t want to write it anymore. I really feel that writing is very tiring. Maybe I am suitable for writing funny things, and deep things are not suitable for me.

☆、chapter1

The woman wrapped in a mink fur shawl has delicate makeup, her eyes are glistening slightly drunk from drinking, and her small lips are painted with bright red lip gloss, which looks extraordinarily enchanting against the backdrop of her fair skin.She is so beautiful. She touched herself in the mirror, and the corner of her mouth curled up in a graceful arc, but it drooped in an instant. How many years can she be so beautiful?She was already 25 years old when she debuted, and finally climbed from the fringe of the entertainment industry to the current second-tier position. She is already 34 years old, how many more years do she have left?She has no background, everything she has today is due to the accumulation of one small role after another. When she first debuted, she also became popular with this face that resembles the international superstar Aning, But counterfeit products are counterfeit products after all, not genuine ones, so everyone just looks at them for freshness. After the freshness period, who remembers your name? It would be nice to remember that your name is "Xiao Aning".

This road, even if she is ruthless, it is also extremely difficult.It's not that she hasn't thought about unspoken rules, but with him around, she doesn't dare.

The phone rang, and when she saw the three words displayed on the screen, she answered the phone with some annoyance. Her expression was cold, but her voice was extremely sweet. As expected, she was an actor, and even her voice could act as a play.

"Dear, what's wrong?"

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"I'm afraid I won't be able to come back during the New Year, you know that the crew I'm in has no humanity at all~"

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"Then I'll hang up, remember to wear more clothes, it's cold now."

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"Well, bye~"

After answering the call, she threw the phone into her bag casually, with an imperceptible coldness in her eyes, and her tone of disgust, "I'm in trouble." It would be great if there was no such person!Without him, she could probably marry a rich man and become a wealthy wife. The shelf life of a star is very short, and she doesn't want to ask for a man and go out of her way when she gets old.That man couldn't give her the life she wanted, but he still clung to her, trouble!How can I get rid of him being 34 years old? It's really not young.

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Wu Xie was walking on the road with Ah San in his arms, and it was getting dark gradually.

Ah San in Wu Xie's arms shrank herself into a ball, buried her head in Wu Xie's elbow, her chubby body was like a ball with black hair.In the past few months, it has not lived too well around Wu Xie. It eats, sleeps and eats every day. It is too lazy to walk around. It looks like a pig. When Piggy was slaughtered, then deep-fried, then braised, and then fed to the dogs, it waved its short legs and ran behind the curtain, with a urinating expression of "you can't see me", leaving Wu alone. Xie laughed so loudly in the room.

Ah San loves to eat, meat and vegetables are not taboo, and the most important thing is to be full.Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling didn't come back at noon, and he could only eat two meals a day, so Wu Xie often found that the bread and jerky he bought disappeared and all went into Ah San's stomach.It's winter now, and Affected by the temperature, Ah San feels even hungrier. The consequence of being hungry is that he can't choose what to eat. Yesterday, he almost drank the blue moon as juice, it was crazy!

After such unscrupulous tossing, Ah San finally made herself vomit and diarrhoea, and the scene made Zhang Qiling, who had always been paralyzed, instantly turn pale.

Wu Xie walked into an alley unknowingly, the cold wind in the alley was even more raging, Wu Xie's arm was slightly stronger, and she hugged Ah San even tighter, Ah San was too weak to move, Wu Xie sighed: "Hey ~Let you eat indiscriminately, let you use your stomach as a trash can, it’s okay now, get sick, go to the hospital, I tell you, this is what you deserve! Don’t eat indiscriminately in the future, or you will be boiled gone."

Ah San stretched out her head and let out a weak "meow~", rolled her eyes by the way, then lowered her head again, leaned on Wu Xie's arm, found a comfortable position, squinted her eyes and began to sleep.Although it only has the IQ of a child, after a few times it has come to understand that Wu Xie's threat is purely to scare it, and it is the same as an adult lying to a child to be a wolf, so it is no longer afraid of Wu Xie's threat, but feels that it is The new owner of the game is so childish, he is still playing this game at such an adult.

Wu Xie didn't realize at all that she was being attacked by a