my brother is not cute at all

The orange-yellow orange slid from his hand onto the old carpet with a clatter, just like the tri-color patterned ball, rolling out——

"Yang Yue, the ball has rolled to your side, hurry up and pick it up."

The fine snow falling, the deserted mountain top, in a trance, a strong and powerful hand came up to the back of his heart, and he seemed to hear the whisper from the abyss echoing in his ears——

"If you can't pick up the ball, you're going to die."

The gloomy and hoarse voice seemed like a bullet whirling through the air!Hit him straight on the throat!

--boom!

At the moment when he suddenly lost weight, the sound of the wind, afterimages, breathing, heartbeat, all mixed together with the loud noise of his body hitting the stone, and countless ferocious sharp claws burst out like thousands of ghosts crying, and crazily pulled him into the bone-chilling ice-cold world. deep water!

Hulululu——

Pool water gathered from all directions, silently strangling his neck tightly!The chaotic blisters hit his eardrums, and the bone-piercing ice shards stuck into his flesh and blood!He fell into a boundless darkness, the air in his lungs was evacuated little by little with the passage of time, evacuated...

The scene in front of me gradually became misty and blurred, a layer of gray gradually appeared in the place where the water shadow surged, and the soul seemed to be struggling to get away from the body, rising, and drifting to the distant sky with the layer of white mist floating in nothingness .

...Is this the end?

The moment the increasingly heavy eyelids were about to close to death, a beam of dazzling light suddenly broke through the water!Like a bird flapping its wings, it ran towards him with open arms!

He couldn't remember his appearance, but he remembered his voice...

——"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

The steady voice turned into a silent long song and dissipated into the wind, traveling through the long years to wrap him tightly, and it overlapped wonderfully with the voice reverberating in the living room at this moment——

"Do you understand now? Today, I came to you to settle an old debt."

The faint light and shadow dissipated, and when Yang Yue raised her head again, the tall and straight figure stood there quietly. It was an aggressive beast and a mysterious and dangerous hunter.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, he paced slowly, passed Yang Wenkang who was stunned in place, passed Yang Yu with a gloomy face, and finally stood in front of Yang Yang with a pale face, and smiled meanly.

"Is it you who pushed Yang Yue down the mountain wearing that blue down jacket 11 years ago?"

The heavy bomb that exploded hit Yang Wenkang's brain nerves hard, causing his pupils to shrink like needles in an instant!

Only then did Yang Xing understand what they were talking about, and immediately exploded!He stared at Yang Yang angrily: "What do you mean? So you pushed my brother into the water when he fell into the water?! Second brother! This is murder! How could you do this!"

"I didn't!" Yang Yang was so emotional that he jumped up to defend himself: "He has no evidence! He is talking nonsense!"

"Hiss," Hou Zeqi was shocked by his voice and gasped. Thinking of the admonition he gave Yang Xing when he opened the door, he turned his head and glanced at him contemptuously: "Didn't your family teach you? Don't be rude to the guests." Shout out."

"you--!"

Such a brilliant tit-for-tat move, Yang Yang was immediately speechless with anger, but soon, he snorted coldly again, and returned to his usual calm and gloomy state: "You are bloody, and you only rely on a rotten down jacket from the street, how can you do that?" Are you sure that person must be me?"

"It's not you?" Hou Zeqi seemed to have expected that he would deny it, and asked him with great interest: "Then tell me, who is that person?"

Yang Yang let out a cold snort of disdain, and refused to admit it: "Hmph, how could I know, when my brother and I were playing football, there were so many people on the rockery, and he was standing far away from us, how could I know?" Can you see who it is?"

Nonsense, he is the one talking nonsense.

Yang Yue's pale fingertips clung tightly to the thin cushion on the sofa, shivering as if she had fallen into a pool of water 11 years ago.

"Standing far away?" Hou Zeqi savored these words carefully.

"That's right, he was standing at the southeast position on the top of the mountain. I remember that there happened to be a stone tablet blocking him at that position."

"That's it, then..." Hou Zeqi's eyes followed Yang Yu's face with a deliberately protracted tone, and asked with a smile, "Did you see clearly?"

The cold and fierce light in his eyes was hidden under his casual smile, which caught Yang Yu by surprise!

"I..." Yang Yu paused, gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't see clearly either."

"Really?" Hou Zeqi's light brown eyes suddenly sank.

He imitated his hands into the windbreaker pockets calmly, raised his jaw slightly, and straightened his chest in an extremely leisurely but oppressive posture.

This is his usual provocative way in the arena. His impeccable self-confidence and overwhelming aura are revealed in his elegance and elegance, which invisibly exerts a psychological pressure on the opponent that he has already controlled the overall situation.

Yes, he was betting.

Because in the next words, he needs this kind of full confidence and self-confidence to support himself to lead the scene perfectly, otherwise he will fall short and lose everything.

"It seems that your memory is not bad. After more than ten years, you can still remember the location of the stele." Hou Zeqi praised him for this, and continued to be persuasive: "If this is the case, then you must also remember the location of the top of the mountain." There is an ancient building facing south, called Wanlu Pavilion, right?"

"Wanlu Pavilion?" Yang Yang didn't know what he wanted to do, and his eyes began to wander uneasily.

"Tong Yinghuai, chairman of Deepin Media, is a family friend with my father. When he built Luyuan Cultural Park in his early years, he built an ancient building on the top of the mountain. In order to echo the park, the ancient building collected many Chinese and Western cultures from ancient times to the present. There are a total of 128 famous paintings about deer, and the largest one hangs right in front of the door, have you observed it carefully?"

Yang Yang snorted coldly with disdain: "Hmph, what am I doing observing a broken painting when I have nothing to do?"

His lack of confidence and wandering eyes proved that he had already started to panic.

"Broken painting?" Hou Zeqi showed a contemptuous sneer that was extremely in line with his rich and young temperament, as if mocking his ignorance: "That is the re-enacted mural in Cave 257 of Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes - "Jatana of the Deer King", From the Northern Wei Dynasty, it is a famous religious painting that promotes the idea of ​​retribution for good and evil, and it was also the opening ceremony of the Cultural Park that my father bought at an auction at a price of 12."

"So?" No matter how tough Yang Yang was, he was shocked by his words at the moment: "Does what you say have anything to do with me?"

Hou Zeqi leaned over slowly, staring at his slightly dilated pupils.

"Of course it does matter. The anti-theft high-definition camera above the main entrance of Wanlu Pavilion is facing this famous painting. It can fully capture the image reflected on the glass of the frame. And you deceived your brother with the excuse of picking up the ball." Go to the edge of the rockery and push him down when he was unprepared. The camera has recorded it from beginning to end, just like the nine-color deer king transformed by Sakyamuni, who has already sinned you Every word and deed is seen in the eyes."

At the end of the conversation, he squinted his deep eyes, and pointed his slender fingers at Yang Yang's trembling eyes menacingly, as if he was going to poke someone's eyeballs hard in the next second.

Sure enough, Yang Yang's eyes began to dodge violently, and his lips trembled slightly: "You, you lied to me...I don't believe that the surveillance video from more than ten years ago has long been lost. How could it be preserved until now!"

"Snapped."

Hou Zeqi took out a thin mobile hard drive from his file bag and threw it on the coffee table, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.This time not only Yang Yang, but even Yang Yu and Yang Wenkang's complexions became extremely ugly in an instant!

"How could a major incident that almost caused a murder be let go so easily? Are you an idiot as the senior management of Deepin Media?" He raised his chin at the table and smiled lightly: "Let's see."

Yang Yang stared at the mobile hard disk on the coffee table, his pupils constricted violently!The trembling facial features gathered on a face that was extremely ashen, trembling like a precarious candle in a strong wind.

Hou Zeqi took all this into consideration, and continued to press: "Let me tell you, the definition of the high-definition anti-theft camera is really good. Even if this video is handed over to the police, they don't need to do image processing."

He knew that these were far from enough to destroy a person's psychological defense. The only way was to use the law as the last straw that broke the camel's back and completely crush him.

"If my private detective's investigation is correct, you were already over 14 years old at the time, and you should be held legally responsible for the attempted murder," Hou Zeqi paused, then slowed down his tone: "As for how to be responsible?" , then it depends on the police..."

"Don't call the police! I'll tell you! I'll tell you all!" Yang Yangmeng's pretentious mask was finally shattered, and he rushed forward desperately and grabbed Hou Zeqi's sleeve, his eager expression made his face very ferocious: "I pushed the man! I tricked him into picking up the ball on the edge of the rockery, and then pushed him down the mountain!"

Although everyone had already made up their minds, his own admission was still like a thunderbolt hitting everyone's central nervous system!

"You fucking—!"

Yang Xing was so angry that he didn't choose what to say, he rushed up and was about to punch the man's face, but Hou Zeqi stopped him with his backhand.

"You, you..." Yang Wenkang pointed at his son with trembling fingertips, his chest heaved violently, and he was desperately gasping for breath!Then his feet lost strength, and Yang Yu, who was livid, called out "Dad" in a low voice, and then stretched out his hand to support him and pressed him on the sofa.

Only Yang Yue was like a cold-faced doll whose heart had been hollowed out from the beginning to the end, with a deadpan face, but bloodshot eyes had already been pinched out of her palm.

"I just hate him, I just hate him, but I never thought that things would develop like this. I didn't want him to die. At that time... I just wanted to scare him and push him down the mountain. A small lesson for him, but I didn't think he would fall into the water, and I didn't think he would almost...just..."

"You bastard!" Yang Wenkang yelled loudly, a mouthful of blood was choked in his throat, and then he broke out into a violent choking cough.

Yang Yang was terrified: "Dad? You can't let the police know about Dad! I finally became a regular trainee and my career has just started! I can't...I can't—"

In his panic, he thought of something again, and his trembling pupils turned to look into the light brown eyes, which seemed to be pleading, but more like a threat: "I can't be caught by the police, did you hear that? You, you can't call the police." , can't call the police..."

Hou Zeqi laughed at his bullshit-like nonsense tone: "Can't call the police? Why? You are a shitty intern who is not even considered a second-class hospital. You only became a regular because of your relationship. Are you ashamed to say that your career has just started? You Where is the face?"

This crushing of background and identity made him look at that hypocritical face condescendingly, and his smile became more arrogant and stubborn: "Oh, by the way, if I remember correctly, you are still a pediatrician, right? Then I will put a A potential murderer who has child abuse tendencies since he was a child is handed over to the police, and I am doing harm for the people."

"I'm not! I didn't! I didn't kill anyone!" Yang Yang was frightened by the fierce lion-like light in his eyes, and said without hesitation: "I beg you, don't call the police. I can do anything, anything! As long as you Don’t call the police, as long as you don’t call the police, you can do anything!”

"Anything is fine?" Hou Zeqi asked back.

"Yes, yes, anything is fine!" Yang Yang said.

Hou Zeqi's eyes sank: "Then I let you jump off the rockery in Luyuan Park, is it okay?"

Yang Yang's eyes widened in fear, his expression froze instantly.

Yang Yue couldn't listen anymore, and whispered: "Brother, you can almost—"

Hou Zeqi's palm pressed against his shoulder with a snap, and the familiar and reassuring temperature spread along his shoulder to his limbs.

"Don't worry, I won't call the police, because I have no evidence," Hou Zeqi looked at Yang Yang's dull and shocked eyes, and said slowly: "There is no Wanlu Pavilion in Luyuan Park, and there is no Wanlu Pavilion directly opposite the entrance." There is no the painting I mentioned, and there is no anti-theft high-definition camera. This mobile hard disk is just a cartoon of Nine-Colored Deer. I don’t have anything, but I have this.”

After finishing the words, he took out a recording pen from his pocket and pressed the button, and Yang Yang's hysterical shouts came from it immediately——

"I pushed the man! I tricked him into picking up the ball on the edge of the rockery, and then pushed him down the mountain!"

"I just hate him, I just hate him, but I never thought that things would develop like this. I didn't want him to die. At that time... I just wanted to scare him and push him down the mountain. A small lesson for him, but I didn't think he would fall into the water, and I didn't think he would almost...just..."

"..."

It turned out to be the case.

Everything is an illusion, from the beginning to the end, it is just a play directed and acted by him.

The only real thing is the crime Yang Yang committed 11 years ago and the evidence left in the recording pen.

The living room was as quiet as the sea before the storm, and everyone was in shock that could not be calmed down for a long time, until Yang Yang rushed up to grab the recording pen in a rage, and shouted hysterically with a red face——

"Cheat me?! You fucking lied to me?! How dare you lie to me? You—"

Hou Zeqi quickly put the recording pen back into his pocket, and before the man who looked like a mad dog came up screaming, he kicked him to the ground!

There was a muffled bang!It was like a cluster of flames igniting the anger in Yang Yang's chest!He yelled, grinning and struggling, but Yang Xing rushed over and pressed him to the ground!

"—Brother, stop!"

Yang Yu saw it and was furious!Thinking of the bullying he received for no reason in the hospital, he yelled "How dare you do it?!" and rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward!

At the critical moment, Yang Wenkang suddenly shouted angrily: "Enough!"

The noisy living room was frozen like a movie for a moment, and the brothers who were eager to fight came over one after another.

He leaned quietly on the sofa, coughed a few times in a haggard way, and finally let out a long sigh into the air after a long time.

"What do you want to do when you come to our house to make such a fuss?"

Although he didn't mention his name, Hou Zeqi instantly understood what he meant. The huge amount of medical expenses between the two of them was a favor carefully set up by him, but now that the time limit is up, he naturally wants to ask for it back , but in another way.

"As I said, I'm here today to settle an old debt." His voice was cold, and his eyes returned to the original coldness: "Your son punched my brother indiscriminately in the hospital, and 11 years ago. It almost killed him, and it’s enough for you to let them return it.”

Yang Wenkang nodded, as if he understood everything: "Okay, let's do it."

Yang Yu and Yang Yang yelled in disbelief at the same time: "Dad!"

But in exchange Yang Wenkang yelled: "Shut up! Let him pay it back!"

"Don't worry, I don't want any interest, it's enough to pay back the original amount," Hou Zeqi smiled indifferently, and walked slowly towards the target.

Like a ruthless hunter holding a gun, he walked steadily to the dying prey, let his tall shadow slowly cover the opponent's head like a god of death, and then laughed mercilessly.

"A third-level boxer? It's a pity. I'd better use my artistic ability in the right place in the future."

Yang Yu's pupils widened: "You—"

After that, he was suddenly blocked in the throat by a fierce muffled fist.

There was a muffled bang!The facial features on half of Yang Yu's cheek were deformed by the hammer in an instant, and he smashed the glass coffee table with blood spurting from his mouth and nose.