Dedicated to the silly little white artist

Ten

Bai En didn't expect that as soon as Boss Song left, he saw Zheng He.

While the car was waiting for a red light, Jiezi sat up straight suddenly, and said nervously, "Dong Bai, someone is coming at two o'clock."

Bai En was resting with his eyes closed and didn't reply.

Jiezi looked at it for a while, and suddenly said: "Isn't this the one who was with you just a few days ago... who is that?"

Bai En opened his eyes and looked out of the window. He didn't remember who he was for a moment, but he felt very familiar from the outline, and said, "Well, it's him."

"Then you plan to...?"

"Be safe and don't worry." Bai En turned on the electric switch of the window, only pulling down a gap, so as not to let the man see what he shouldn't see in the car.

Zheng He ran to the front of the car, bowed his head and took a few breaths. The dark night suddenly flashed before Mr. Bai's eyes. The man in front of him was holding the curtain with one hand and resting his back with the other. His lips were bright red and moving, and he kept panting...

Bai En began to recall his name, thought for a while, and asked suspiciously: "Are you Zheng He?"

Zheng He nodded and said with a smile, "Mr. Bai, what a coincidence, don't you think so?"

Bai En saw Zheng He sticking out his soft tongue and licking his lips. This lowest-end teasing method successfully aroused his desire, Bai En smiled slightly.

Is there any reason not to throw yourself into your arms?

"Yes, where are you going soon? I'll see you off."

But Zheng He said: "Oh, there is not much time left, you go first, I will contact you later!" After speaking, he turned and left.

Bai En watched Zheng He run away, and said, "Wait a minute! I'll give you my business card."

Zheng He ran even faster without looking back.

"Why did he leave?" Monk Bai Enzhang asked Jiezi in the back seat, puzzled.

Jiezi was so happy that he clutched his stomach and sat down on his seat.

Bai En was a little annoyed by Jie Zi's laughter. What's more, he just felt a little excited, and turned his head to entertain himself. He said in a cold tone, "Should you shut up, or go back by yourself?"

Jay fell silent immediately.

eleven

The wind direction in H city is not right recently, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Bai En moved to a nursing home built on an island in the middle of an artificial lake.

Bai En thinks this place is good, the environment is elegant and the security measures are good. What he doesn't understand is that his subordinates firmly disagree to take a 10-minute speedboat every day to come to this beautiful island to report work. Below, he can only control it remotely.

Half an hour of meeting time every day, the rest is a burst of emptiness.

At this time, Bai En couldn't help but start thinking wildly, and then fell asleep with his head blown, but not today, he chose the main breakthrough point on the 'lower body' after a while, and then began to think about his previous bedmates, The number is pitifully small. Counting the ex-wife of the heroine, he can almost count the ten fingers and toes in bed in the first half of his life.

Bai En began to think again that his body was suffocated because of mental cleanliness, and his eyes were red and swollen, but he couldn't sleep.

The small island is surrounded by lake water, and the only way to communicate between the two places is by boat, which leads to the sound of engines starting and the sound of water 'squeaking' often being heard in the nursing home.

Bai En turned aimlessly to the side of the island at night, outside the two-meter-high iron fence was a half-black lake, and the brightly lit city over there.

He stretched his hand out of the fence, but he couldn't touch it. Of course, Bai En knew it, but he was unhappy, and he didn't take back his hand. He still put it on the other side. He felt that this scene Just like his current situation, there is something tightly blocking his pursuit, like this lake water, trapping him here, bleak.

"Zheng He……"

Bai En muttered to himself.

Zheng He, what will happen to you?

twelve

Boss Song is really restless.

When Bai En knew that he dared to ignore his own words and insisted on terminating the contract with Zheng He, he could already be sure that he belonged to that gang.

There is not only one Mr. Bai in City H, nor is he the one who can cover the sky with one hand. There are many forces doing their own thing, most of which cannot be mixed together. Of course, there are always a few people who don't have a good eye.

Bai En could vaguely guess that some people might not like him, and Zheng He under Boss Song's hands did the surgery.

Bai En has never been afraid of these things. After so many years of turmoil and waves, this is just a reef under calm waters. Besides, that person dare not come forward, let alone head-to-head?

"Then what do you say?" Sang Bei asked with his head bowed.

Bai En avoided answering and looked out the window: "How long have I been here?"

"It's roughly seventeen days in total."

"It's been almost half a month..." Mr. Bai seemed to be feeling emotional: "Should I go out?"

Sang Bei's pen paused slightly, and asked, "Did the doctor agree?"

Bai En raised his eyebrows: "You, do you really think I'm a patient?"

"No." Sang Bei bowed his head.

"Then who is the doctor?" Bai En's face was cold, but his tone was very aggressive: "Don't trust anyone, how many times have I told you? Why does it always seem like you don't understand."

"Yes, sorry."

There is no clock in Bai En's room, and his only watch that can accurately tell the time has been artificially set back by 7 minutes since he entered the nursing home. He said: "You will help me with the discharge procedures the day after tomorrow. I haven't been checked by the doctor for so many days." It may arouse suspicion, and you will help me fill out a family member form later, without the signature of the family members, no medical staff here dare to examine me."

Sang Bei was very puzzled: "Bai Dong, you don't need to check..."

"No," Bai En dialed back the 7 minutes dialed back stitch by stitch, and said, "I need it very much."

"But this will greatly expose your identity. The name we registered here was provided by the hospital. You know it is fictitious. If something really happens, it will be easy to find you."

"There will be no situation. Also, I'm just notifying you about this matter, and I don't need you to tell me what to do."

Although Sang Bei was still very worried, he could only say, "Okay, I see."

Mr. Bai's face, which had been looking down at his watch, finally lifted up, tilted his head and said softly, "Stop."

Sang Bei asked respectfully, "Do you have anything else to do?"

A very unfriendly smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Bai's mouth, and he said, "Do you still remember the person named BEACHER who walked with me last time?"

Sang Bei nodded.

"Let him come and find me, before four o'clock this afternoon."

Sang Bei thought for a long time before he dared to ask, "Excuse me, what's his name?"

"You don't know?" Mr. Bai said with a smile: "Could it be that Boss Song didn't tell you anything before?"

Sangbei shook his head.

This thing is getting more and more fun, Bai En thought to himself.

He said: "Zheng He, you can find out as soon as you check."