Reason is still chaotic

Shen Jiali was terrified.

While he was hospitalized and recuperated, patrol police and military police began a large-scale manhunt throughout the city.Countless people were captured and imprisoned due to various unfounded suspicions. Seven or eight out of ten of these poor people bid farewell to this world forever.

The real murderer is still at large.Therefore, after the fuss of howling ghosts and howling wolves, as usual, the police station randomly selected a few unlucky ghosts, pushed them out to parade them in public and beheaded them, and hung their heads on the fifth archway of the front door.

Shen Jiali was a popular person, now he was injured by a gunshot wound, which naturally attracted countless colleagues and subordinates to come to express their condolences.He had already been admitted to the hospital once a year ago, but now it has only been half a year, and he revisited the old place, and his face was very uncomfortable, so he just disappeared.

It was Shen Zichun who stayed in the hospital to wait on him day and night.Tian Ruibao was naturally willing to show his loyalty at this critical moment, but Shen Jiali didn't use him much.

Now whenever Shen Jiali was hit or tortured, he would subconsciously go to pester Shen Zichun.This half-grown nephew has now become his only family member, and only when he sees Shen Zichun, will his heart gradually settle down.

However, Shen Zichun could never forget the scene of him talking and laughing intimately with Tian Ruibao on the street.

Shen Zichun was originally a young man, but for the past two years he has been bored at home, almost isolated from the outside world.In some aspects of human sophistication, he seems to have not grown much; but on the road of emotional desire, he simply went astray.He fell in love with Shen Jiali seriously, and without second thoughts, he decided to keep this love for life.But although his heart was clean, Shen Jiali did not cherish it.

Shen Zichun knew that the third uncle was not a blank slate, but when Duan Zhicheng was around, he didn't seem to be so sad in his heart - after all, the third uncle and Duan Zhicheng had a long-term relationship, and it seemed that they really had some feelings in it.

Shen Zichun believes that emotion is a precious existence no matter what, and it must not be tarnished with conspiracy.So when Shen Jiali and Duan Zhicheng cut off contact silently, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that all his troubles disappeared, and he no longer had to hold grudges in pain all day long.

However, Shen Jiali found a newcomer outside without knowing it!

This time the situation was even worse. The third uncle seemed to have become a prostitute!

Shen Zichun was sitting on a bench in the corridor of the hospital, with the door of the ward beside him.

Through a door panel, he could hear the loud chatter and laughter coming from inside - Ma Tianlong is here.

Ma Tianlong brought a gift, and after entering the door, he expressed his sympathy in an exaggerated tone, and then stepped to the side of the bed, making sure to lift the quilt to see the wound.Shen Zichun watched the other party's vulgar behavior, feeling that it was really unsightly, so he backed out without a sound.

He thought that the third uncle was always messing with these disgusting people, and gradually became...

He didn't want to use the word "disgusting" to describe third uncle, but he did feel that third uncle had turned bad.

Just as Ma Tianlong left, Duan Muren's secretary came again with a basket of melons and fruits.

Shen Zichun couldn't go back to the ward, so he could only sit on the bench outside for a long time.This time the room was much quieter, not even whispers could be heard.After a while, the secretary pushed the door open with empty hands and a modest smile on his face.

As soon as the secretary left, Tian Ruibao appeared again.

Tian Ruibao was dressed in a suit and came up from downstairs holding a thermos bucket in both hands. He walked with ease and whistled. A plainclothes bodyguard followed him step by step.Shen Jiali was injured, but he used various excuses to gain the freedom to come and go.Happily turning into the corridor, he looked at Shen Zichun, nodded with a charming smile, and asked, "Is the chief awake?"

Shen Zichun looked up at him and nodded silently.

Tian Ruibao continued to move forward, gently kicked the door open with his toes, and then said with a sweet smile as he entered: "Director, do you see what lunch I brought you today? I personally watched the cook make it, it must be to your taste .”

Shen Zichun turned his head, and saw Tian Ruibao's tall and tall figure flashed, and then the door closed again.

Shen Zichun cast his eyes out of the window at the end of the corridor, and saw a small piece of blue sky.

Shen Jiali lay on the bed for more than half a month. Because the wound on his leg was flesh and blood, it was neither fatal nor disabled, so in mid-June of this year, he began to try to get out of bed and walk.

The weather was hot and his mind was heavy, so he didn't rest well, and his body returned to the state of sick bones at the beginning of the year.He was thin and weak, and he was afraid that he would become disabled, so he would not walk forcefully. He was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and his legs hurt—so he began to lose his temper.

At such a time, there is only one Shen Zichun who is willing to face the difficulties and serve him.

Shen Jiali accidentally looked in the mirror and felt like a consumptive ghost, so he ordered someone to find a barber and give him a haircut.The stubble of hair fell into his neckline and couldn't be wiped off no matter how much he wiped it-of course it was the most normal thing, but it made him furious.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tian Ruibao ran away a long time ago.Shen Jiali opened fire on Shen Zichun.Because Shen Zichun really had nothing to scold, so Shen Jiali had no choice but to pull Shen Jiayi out, and scolded him from head to toe.

Shen Jiayi was heartless and ungrateful, his younger brother was shot by someone, but he didn't care.With such a biological father, Shen Zichun naturally couldn't escape the fate of being scolded.He took off Shen Jiali's shirt, and used a wet towel to wipe the hair stubble on the back of his neck bit by bit. After wiping it clean for a while, he took the towel and went out to wash it.

Shen Jiali was still full of cursing, turned around and asked him: "Where are you going? Stop!"

Shen Zichun lowered his head and ignored him, and opened the door to go out.Seeing this, Shen Jiali put on his shirt and got out of bed, stood up tremblingly and shouted: "You bastard, come back!"

Shen Zichun really walked out.

Shen Jiali was indignant in his heart, supported the head of the bed with one hand, and leaned on a cane with the other. Because of his rage, he was no longer afraid of pain, and gritted his teeth to catch up with Shen Zichun.He walked staggeringly for two steps. Feeling the pain in his leg, he quickly leaned forward against the door frame and shouted out, "Xiaochun, don't you even listen to me?"

The plainclothes guards at the door saw him sticking out his sweaty head, and hurriedly rushed forward to help him.But at this moment, several officers suddenly passed by, one of them was tall and straight, and he was particularly outstanding.Shen Jiali stared at Shen Zichun all his eyes, and didn't pay attention at all, but he vaguely felt that the person seemed to be looking at him, so he turned his head slightly impatiently and released his gaze - after looking at it, he was startled.

It turned out that the officer was none other than Shen Zijing whom he hadn't seen for a long time!

Shen Jiali didn't feel too much, just wanted to "see a ghost", and then shifted his attention, commanding the bodyguards around him: "Go and bring that bastard back to me!"

The bodyguard did as he said, and ran a few steps quickly, coaxing, persuading, pushing Shen Zichun back to the front of the room, and took his wet towel.Shen Jiali tightly grasped Shen Zichun's wrist, panting and reprimanded: "You really have an idea, just leave as soon as you say!" Then she couldn't help but drag him into the room.

Shen Zichun pouted, and reluctantly went in, not aware of Shen Zijing's existence.

Shen Zijing continued to walk forward with a blank face——Nie Renxiong was bitten by a dog when he was out hunting in the city.He came to visit the commander-in-chief, but he didn't expect to see Shen Jiali.

Shen Zichun gambled with his petty temper, but Shen Jiali softened.

Although his mouth is damaged, he also knows that he cannot do without this nephew.If it is an ordinary uncle-nephew relationship, it's fine, but there is another layer of shady feelings between the two.Standing on the ground profusely with sweat, his injured leg did not dare to exert strength, and his arm on crutches was so tired that it trembled.Because he knew that his current image could not be pleasing, his arrogance suddenly became three points lower, and he wished he could abandon his body, leaving only his soul to talk to Shen Zichun.

"What's wrong?" He tried his best to be gentle: "The wings are hard, don't you take me seriously?"

Shen Zichun lowered his head, unwilling to answer.

Shen Jiali staggered to move in front of him, first pulled him to sit down on the bedside together, and then lightly punched him with his elbow: "Third Uncle is in a bad mood, and you still hold grudges if you say a few words about you? "

At this time, Shen Zichun could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, so he could only reply in a low voice: "No."

Shen Jiali put his arms around his waist and said with a very affectionate smile: "Okay, okay, be good—"

Having said that, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, feeling that Shen Zichun was no longer as tame as before, so he should be beaten up.

But now he doesn't have the physical strength to train his nephew, and he is reluctant to let others do it.So he paused in words, and he changed the subject.

Shen Zichun was in pain.

He found that the third uncle he loved was not only a traitor, but also a tyrant; not only a tyrant, but also a client;

But he still loves this person.

"Third Uncle..." He said in a low voice, "Do you like...Mr. Tian?"

Shen Jiali thought for a while, then put his chin on Shen Zichun's shoulder, and replied with a low voice and a smile: "It's just for fun, of course Third Uncle likes you the most."

Shen Zichun looked down at his twisted fingers, and muttered hesitantly: "Don't...don't play."

This time, Shen Jiali did not say a word.

Before being discharged from the hospital, Shen Jiali received another letter, and there was only one bullet in the envelope.

The bullet, and the shot that hit the leg earlier echoed back and forth to create a whole picture of threats and warnings.Shen Jiali knew the ins and outs of this, for the sake of his life, he should immediately resign and go back to Tianjin, and stop doing this gangster thing.However, Duan Muren did not let him go.

This is certainly not because of his outstanding ability.Duan Muren just refused to let him leave his eyes.

Shen Jiali leaned on a cane to visit Duan Zhai in person, and told the other party in horror: "I will die!"

Duan Muren sneered: "It's ridiculous to scare you like this for such a terrible thing! Don't let me see your cowardly behavior again, or I will let you die right now."

Shen Jiali suppressed his disgust and fear, and boldly retorted: "Uncle, if they really do something, I will be the one who will die! I can't not be afraid!"

Duan Muren glanced at him, and suddenly a half-smile appeared on his face: "Are you afraid? So you came to me? Afraid of death, not afraid of me?"

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Shen Jiali felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured into his heart, and immediately shrank back tremblingly: "Uncle...this cannot be compared."

Duan Muren lit a cigarette for himself, and sat on the chair like a mountain, with murderous intent hidden in the deep and shallow wrinkles at the corners of his eyes: "I heard that you wanted a young adjutant from Ma Tianlong, and you even found a house to raise him ?”

Shen Jiali was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, there is such a thing."

Duan Muren sneered: "Yes, you still have the guts to admit it."

Shen Jiali looked at Duan Muren inexplicably, not understanding why he had no courage in this matter.He raised a lover out of his own pocket, and it wouldn't be wrong to put it anywhere - unless it was because the lover came from Ma Tianlong's command.

Duan Muren looked at his expression and guessed what was on his mind. He couldn't help but get angry from his heart, and the evil turned to the guts: "Do such a thing behind my back, do you still have the face to pretend to be stupid?"

Shen Jiali flinched, and vaguely understood Duan Muren's intentions, but he also felt angry, and angrily grasped the cane forcefully, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Uncle, you make fun of me, and I admit it; but now you don't even Do you want to interfere in your private affairs?"

Duan Muren asked contemptuously and ferociously: "Private matter? You even own your property and life, so how can there be any private matter?"

Shen Jiali was speechless, struggling to stand up, he turned around and wanted to leave.But Duan Muren certainly doesn't allow him to be so arrogant!

Regarding what Duan Muren did, Shen Jiali completely adopted a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude.Even if someone pressed him on the bed and took off his clothes, he didn't resist at all.But Duan Muren was very annoyed when he saw his insensitive attitude, he took off the cigarette in his mouth, and rubbed the red cigarette end on Shen Jiali's lower body.

Shen Jiali immediately screamed in pain, jumped up and was about to struggle to get out of bed; but Duan Muren saw that he finally regained his vitality, so he simply picked up the pillow and covered his head and face, and at the same time pressed the half-extinguished cigarette butt down hard. On his lifeblood!

Shen Jiali whimpered and cried out under the pillow, while his body writhed and trembled like a live fish, and he fumbled with both hands to push and beat Duan Muren.Duan Muren grabbed both of his wrists with one hand, then lifted the pillow and threw it aside, only to see Shen Jiali's complexion changed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and tears flowed from his eyes.

Shen Jiali couldn't bear the pain anymore, and cried unbearably.

He spread his legs wide, and didn't dare to move his lower body at all, but even so, the piercing pain still stabbed upwards into his brain.Duan Muren helped him sit up, and hugged his upper body in his arms.

He had long seen that Shen Jiali was a softie, with only a temper for beating, but no ability to be beaten.But Ruan Dan is a decent person after all, and he is quite dignified to the outside world.Such a person is now sobbing and crying purely because of the pain, which doesn't look interesting.

He stroked the other's naked chest and abdomen with his palm, and he suddenly became interested.

Shen Jiali, because he couldn't put on his pants anymore, stayed in Duan Zhai overnight.

A string of scalding blisters appeared on his lower body, Duan Muren mercilessly pricked it with a small knife, and then applied some burn ointment.During this treatment period, Duan Muren has been playing with that organ intentionally or unintentionally, causing Shen Jiali to suffer from the pain again.

He couldn't eat dinner, and lay on his back weakly on the bed. The wound on his leg that hadn't completely healed broke out, and it hurt like a blunt knife cutting flesh.At this time, he missed Shen Zichun very much, and missed the gentleness and kindness of this child.

But the one who accompanied him was Duan Muren.

Duan Muren rubbed him, kissed him, rubbed his cheek with his rough chin, and stuck his tongue into his mouth to stir.Shen Jiali endured it numbly for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and said in a low voice, "You didn't give me wine today."

Duan Muren sucked on his lips, and then replied: "You should be more awake."

Shen Jiali closed his eyes: "After all, I called you Uncle, you shouldn't torture me like this."

Duan Muren touched his chest, grabbed it and pulled it lightly, then blew hot air into his eyes: "Be honest, keep your duty, and I will let you have a good life for a few days."

At noon the next day, Shen Jiali left Duan Zhai step by step.

His grief and indignation were unspeakable, and he went straight to the small mansion like a mourning concubine.He thought that he might not be able to keep Tian Ruibao - such a cute baby Tian, ​​he sometimes ate him like candy.

He didn't care about the pain in his body, and wanted to send Tian Ruibao out of Peiping quickly and safely.The two of them had a good game, he couldn't let others lie low and become a small boy in vain.He is usually very busy and has no time to take Tian Ruibao out for fun, so let's use all his money to make up for it this time!

While he was still in the car, he took out the check book from his body.Money has always come in and out with him, and he has never known what generosity is; but at this moment, he unscrewed the pen and hesitated, and decided to be generous once, giving Tian Ruibao 2 yuan.

The tip of the pen touched the paper once, and he changed his mind again.

It was a rare move for him, and he couldn't just be worth 2 yuan.10, he thought, [-] is enough for Tian Bao'er to buy a house and land in Tianjin.

The check for 10 yuan was folded, and he stuffed it neatly into his trouser pocket.The car turned into the alley, and saw his golden house in front of him, but the driver suddenly screamed and stepped on the brake: "Gu Zuo, look, there is a seal on our gate!"

At the same time, the plainclothes people who used to be in charge of protecting the home and the nursing home rushed out from the corner of the alley, surrounded the car and talked about each other.Shen Jiali pushed open the car door, stretched out that good leg and stepped on the ground, and then asked angrily, "Who did it?"

Someone quickly replied: "Japanese gendarmes! They came just now, saying that Mr. Tian was anti-Japanese, took him away, and smashed the furniture in the house. We tried to stop them, but in the end they actually opened fire - they were going to report to you Well, there you are."

When Shen Jiali heard this, he immediately withdrew his good leg, and then slammed the car door: "Go to the Gendarmerie Command!"

Before Shen Jiali arrived at the gendarmerie headquarters, Tian Ruibao's head had already been hung on the archway.

Shen Jiali stood under the archway, looking up at Tian Ruibao's head.Tian Bao'er was so beautiful when she was alive, but now she's dead, she's not terrible.His beautiful eyes were tightly closed, his once rosy lips, which could spit out countless sweet words, were slightly opened, his face was pale and gray, because there was no blood under the skin.

Shen Jiali looked up in a daze for a moment, and for the first time realized that he loved Tian Ruibao so deeply.Surrounded by layers of bodyguards, he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth, and then cried out with a "woo".

Everyone had never seen the chief wail, but seeing him squatting down like a madman and sobbing again and again, making a choking sound as if he was about to vomit, they were at a loss and did not dare to go forward.There was still an older, more mature man who dared to help Shen Jiali up, murmured "sorry for the seat", and sent him back to the car.Shen Jiali's body and mind were in severe pain, and his eyes even went dark for a while, making him suspect that he was going to be exhausted.

Shen Jiali did not ask Duan Muren for an explanation, because he knew that he would never get good results.

He retrieved Tian Ruibao's body from the garbage dump, and ordered someone to sew the head back onto the cavity.Tian Ruibao, who was decapitated in a different place, was tidied up by the experts, and put on good clothes, he looked like a whole person.

Shen Jiali bought him a good coffin made of golden silk nan, held a big funeral, monks and Taoists took turns to chant scriptures, which was more grand than ordinary people sending old grandpas.On the day of the funeral, white flags fluttered and paper money fluttered everywhere they passed, attracting idlers to come out to look at it.

As soon as Tian Ruibao was buried, Duan Muren's secretary called Shen Jiali, and sternly reprimanded him for a trivial matter.

Shen Jiali quarreled with the secretary, put down the phone, found an excuse, and slapped the chief of the secret service department to the end.

The chief of the secret service department is an important position, and he is a member of Duan Muren's subordinates.

Duan Muren personally issued an order for Shen Jiali to visit his home.

Shen Jiali excused his illness and refused to go.