Lucky Records

There are no children in Shiye's family, and his only son immigrated to the United States very early.

The master knows and is proficient in those legendary stories.Speaking of Ma Yongzhen, Huo Yuanjia and Chen Zhenlai can tell you about it for three days and three nights.However, I am confused about the animated characters.

How could he know what he was talking about!

Song Lan told him that SpongeBob SquarePants might as well tell him about Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, the latter at least looks familiar.

"this……"

"My name is Song Lan."

"Oh, Mr. Xiao Song, I'm really sorry. No matter you are SpongeBob SquarePants or Sea Cucumbers, I can't help you get in touch with Mr. Lu today. It's really inconvenient for Mr. Lu to make a phone call. You see, you have to call tomorrow morning Come again?"

If you refuse, you must say it. Master Liu is an old jerk, and he is very good at blocking unnecessary trouble for the boss.He can speak very well, giving others a step down.

Song Lan didn't expect his pass to be so difficult, a little resentful, the corners of her mouth twitched, and secretly cursed in Shanghai dialect.

"Hey, Shanghai Ning?" (Shanghai people?) The master's eyebrows drooped, and his eyes curved even more when he smiled.

You can't be angry with this guy.

Song Lan nodded to him.His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were straight with a hint of expectation.He thought things were turning around.

The master is also looking at him.This little devil is handsome, tall and thin, he said he is Boss Lu's or something, why does he look more and more familiar?

"Ah la... have you met each other?" (Have we met before?) The master asked casually, feeling more and more familiar with him.

In fact, Song Lan remembered him. In his memory, there were only two people who followed Lu Xiang, a young man who spoke very aggressively and had a strong temper, like the second uncle.The other one is slightly older, the one in front of him.

"Dongjiadu Police Station."

When the master heard it, he remembered it all at once.No wonder they look so familiar, we met at the police station last time.But at that time, he had an injury on his face, and his cheek was swollen a lot more than it is now.

The master still remembered that when he saw him that time, he didn't think it was special, he thought he was just a little red guy in the alley, but now that he looks like this, it turns out that this deity looks like this!The last time I was beaten hard (the last time I was beaten quite hard), such a handsome face was completely beaten into a wild cat.

As expected, Boss Lu still had a temper, and he shot hard enough.

However, after all the beatings and the money was fined, why did they find it again?Did you come to kick the hall?It doesn't look like it!

The master was rarely gossipy, and thought of what he said about SpongeBob SquarePants, he thought it was a code word, so he set him up: "Mr. Xiao Song, can you tell me about your business with Boss Lu? (What is the matter with Boss Lu? ?)"

Song Lan looked at him, thinking that this uncle is quite smart, if he doesn't contact Lu Xiang for him, he's just talking about himself, he calmed down, and replied calmly: "It's nothing, I Come back tomorrow."

After speaking, he walked towards the door.

Song Lan was very cautious. Now that he knew that Xu Changdong, who was working with Lu Xiang, was a white-eyed wolf, he thought in his heart that this uncle from Shanghai was also an insider who was kept by Lu Xiang's side.

In this world, many things are hard to say, the more decent you are, the more bad water you may have in your stomach!So, no one can trust you except yourself!

It only took about ten minutes to walk from the warehouse to Dongjiadu, and it was just after eleven o'clock when Song Lan got home.

He opened the door and sat quietly on the sofa for a while, going back to what he heard in the nightclub in his mind again, stroking the logical relationship in his mind, and almost confirming a few things.

One of them is that Wang Zheng and Lu Ying should be opposite, and then Wang Zheng found Xu Changdong's partner to pry Lu Xiang away, and transferred the project to Wang Zheng, so that Xu Changdong could get more benefits.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who the hell does it, it doesn't matter what they earn, it's not in his pocket.The most important thing is... now that he's fucking involved in their plot, they should know they've heard everything.

It's all right now, if he offends the people who can reach the sky and the gangsters in Shanghai, Song Lan should have a bad life soon.

This is the most frightening thing!He hasn't even figured out what to do next!

In March, the weather in Shanghai is still cold at night.There was no time to turn on the air conditioner in the room, and the overcast feeling was more uncomfortable than the cold winter months.

Song Lan sat on the sofa and thought over and over what to do, and didn't even notice that the phone screen was turned on several times.

In the end, when he was really cold and went to boil hot water in the kitchen, he saw his mobile phone on the chest of drawers.

I picked it up and wanted to call Shi Qing to ask about his situation, but unexpectedly there were more than a dozen missed calls on the screen.

He turned on the screen and saw that it was all Shi Qing's calls. He called back, and Shi Qing quickly answered the call.

Only after Song Lan said "Hello", Shi Qing hurriedly spoke. On the phone, he was panting and his voice was visibly trembling, "Brother Lan, come to Huashan Hospital!"

Song Lan's heart twitched, she guessed something, and asked Shi Qing: "Dunzi, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Shi Qing's voice trembled even more, and shouted tremblingly: "It's Wu Di, he's about to be beaten to death!"

The emergency department of Huashan Hospital was brightly lit at night, and several ambulances outside brought the patients over at intervals. As soon as the beeping of the cars stopped, the emergency personnel waiting at the door directly lifted the patients from the car. Carried all the way to the emergency room.

When Song Lan arrived, an ambulance stopped outside. He thought it was Wu Di, so he rushed over to look, but it was not.

He walked around the ground floor of the chaotic emergency building again, but he didn't see Shi Qing, so he called him.

Shi Qing asked him to go directly to the small garden outside the door, and after a while, he saw Shi Qing squatting there smoking a cigarette.

"Dunzi." Song Lan stood beside him and called him.

When Shi Qingbie turned his head to see him, his eyes were still full of panic and fear.

After a long time, when he took the last puff of the cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt in the flower bed, clapped his hands and stood up.

Maybe he squatted for a long time. When he got up, he didn't stop. He staggered and fell forward. Fortunately, Song Lan supported him.

Then he leaned against Song Lan's shoulder and trembled.

Song Lan knew that his current state should be the same as after he escaped from the nightclub before, with a sense of sadness for the rest of his life, and even with adrenaline rushing, that's why his whole body twitched.So she tried to pat him on the back to calm him down.

When Shi Qing came over, he turned his head and said to Song Lan with red eyes: "Brother Lan, Wu Di is going to die! He is bleeding a lot! He is unconscious. They were all beaten to death, and no one dared to stop him , I can’t go up even if I’m dragged by Brother Zhou... I’m so useless.”

Shi Qing was obviously choked up when he spoke, his tall body seemed particularly fragile at the moment, he might be getting more and more agitated, his mood was not very good, and he was shaking even more.

Song Lan simply hugged him and murmured, "Don't fucking talk nonsense! He's not going to die! He won't die."

His voice was a little loud, which attracted the attention of some passers-by.

Song Lan simply took Shi Qing and walked towards the dark place, then took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it on his own mouth and gave it to him, "Don't worry, calm down and talk."

Shi Qing took the cigarette, took another puff, and looked at Song Lan.

"Where is Wu Di now?" Song Lan asked him.

"In the rescue room."

"Who hit it?"

"The Xu Changdong group." Shi Qing took another breath, and then continued: "They said that he put someone in, and he let him go. Let him explain clearly. That person is you, and he closed his mouth." He didn't say anything."

"We met some of Xu Changdong's group this morning. I recognize them. Fuck it, they punched and kicked to death. Brother Lan, Wu Di is a model, he didn't say anything! "

Song Lan frowned when he heard about that group of people, and stomped her feet on the spot with her hands on her hips.The feeling in his heart was very accurate, knowing that they would not let people who did bad things go, but he didn't expect that Wu Di was the first to be dealt with.

Song Lan blamed herself a little, remembered something, and asked Shi Qing, "Did anyone see you when you brought him to the hospital?"

Shi Qing knew what he meant, if someone saw it, it would be equally dangerous here.He shook his head and said, "No, they threw him at the garbage station in the back street after beating him up. I went down through the front door and asked two beggars to carry him to the corner of the street. When there was no one to take him He took it away."

Shi Qing took another puff of cigarette after speaking.

Song Lan wanted to ask something else, but Shi Qing said, "There should be news about him in the emergency room, let's go and see together."

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Early the next morning, Master drove the car to Xiaoyanglou as usual to pick up Lu Xiang for work.

Lu Xiang was still on the phone in the study on the second floor. The master was about to go up when he saw his aunt coming out of the laundry room with a pile of washed and dried clothes.

The auntie saw that the master was very polite, and greeted her continuously: "Master Liu, it's so early today. You haven't had breakfast yet, sir."

The master happened to pass by her, and saw that there was a pair of underwear in the clothes she was holding, which was an eye-catching color that didn't match Lu Xiang's temperament.

"Is this Mr. Xia's? You are also asked to take care of his current things?" The master pointed to that one.

"Hey, don't move! This is Mr.'s, baby, he secretly hid himself in the bathroom to wash it this morning, and just asked me to dry and iron it for him."

The master didn't understand what was going on, so he pointed and asked, "This is a famous brand, so baby, is it thousands of dollars?"

Auntie smiled happily: "Master Liu, this is not a famous brand. My grandson likes it very much. It's called SpongeBob SquarePants. It's a child star!"

The master paused, thinking that he might have messed up a huge thing.He looked in the direction of the second floor, and suddenly he didn't want to go up and knock on the door.