Yunnan Bridge Noodles

Qiaojia was alone in the room, sitting on the sofa in a daze for a long time.The mobile phone in my hand was swiped on and off, closed and on, but I still couldn't judge what I should do next.

If Song Dongliang died, it meant that the biggest hole in Guo Lin's hand was gone.

But what really made Qiao Jia uneasy was that Bao Feng actually delivered the news to him.

——Does this mean that Bao Feng has been aware of his and Guo Lin's plan since Song Dongliang was arrested?

How much of their affairs did Bao Feng hold in his hands?

For the first time, Qiaojia felt that he had no idea in his heart. The trouble was that he had no one to discuss with now.When Bao Feng gave him the information, he obviously wouldn't tell Guo Lin, and if he told Guo Lin, he always felt that it would destroy the whole plan of Guo Lin and Du Ziping.

But if you don't say it, will it also affect them?

Qiao Jia is not a policeman. He really has no way to predict how much effect Song Dongliang will have in Guo Lin's plan. He is afraid that something like Liu Yu will happen again, but instinctively, he feels that this matter Telling Guo Lin is not the best policy.

Because the object of Bao Feng's real concern was never himself, but Guo Lin.And at this time, the more normal Guo Lin behaved and the more ignorant he was, the more value he would retain with Bao Feng.

Having figured this out, Qiaojia didn't hesitate any longer. He stood up and went to the window, first turned off his mobile phone, then threw it into the bathroom, and turned on the bathroom shower.Then he went back to the window, took out a mobile phone that he didn't use often from his inner pocket, and made a familiar call.

His call was to Sun Peng.

It was a name that had been buried in the depths of his memory for a long time.If it wasn't for this time, he might never want to provoke this person in his life.

Answering the phone over there was quick: "I didn't expect to receive your call while I was still alive."

The familiar tone was almost the same as in his memory, and Qiaojia was a little dazed. He always felt that the days were far away from him like a dream. Strictly speaking, it was only a year or two, but he felt as if he had passed through several lives.

Frowning, Qiaojia tried to keep his tone as natural as possible: "How are you doing recently?"

"You've been kidnapped? That's not like your opening line."

The gloomy and deep voice stood out with the usual laziness. Qiaojia also couldn't understand why people like Sun Peng and Bao Feng always liked to speak in a low voice. Did they appear to be particularly advanced or eerie?

Without concealing his irritability, Qiaojia chose to get straight to the point: "I want you to check the news for me."

"You should talk to me face to face about this kind of thing, otherwise... I charge very expensive."

Sun Peng seemed to be in a noisy place, with people shouting, laughing, and the sound of music.Qiao Jia frowned slightly, hesitated for a few seconds, and still chose to refuse: "Your place is a tiger's den, and I won't even lose the scum when I go in... The price is up to you, I just ask for accurate information."

"You want to know about Bao Feng?"

"No, I want you to help me find a man named Song Dongliang, how did he die..."

Sun Peng didn't speak or make any sound for 2 minutes, but Qiao Jia could hear the noise around him was gradually decreasing, indicating that Sun Peng was moving to avoid the crowd.

Qiaojia didn't say a word, just waited until all the voices from Sun Peng's side disappeared, and finally heard the other party's reply: "You know I never touch the letter on that road."

"I know...but it's impossible for anyone else to find out except you, boss."

Sun Peng was the first person Qiaojia followed seriously when he first entered the society.At that time, Qiaojia didn't even know what Sun Peng was doing. This man opened a bar, and he just sat in the bar and drank every day, but all the people who came were polite. Brother Sheng Peng.

The most delicate person, the person who went to Sun Peng's office to chat privately, no matter what kind of person they came in, they would leave in a happy mood and shake their heads when they left.

For a time, Qiaojia thought that Sun Peng had some unknown "serving" skills.

And the reason why he became Sun Peng's younger brother was because he thought that he had tried his best to sell thirty cases of beer to Sun Peng in the last seafood shop where he worked.

Probably the reason why Sun Peng fell in love with him in the end is because his mouth is more capable of spraying...

It was also a long time before he followed Sun Peng that Qiao Jia knew that he was a peddler.In this world, everyone seems to have their own unique skills to survive. Bao Feng uses other people's bones to fill his own path, while Sun Peng uses other people's ears and mouths to make money for himself.

If the relationship between the two hadn't become so delicate later, Qiaojia would not have chosen to leave Sun Peng, and then risked his life to order a death takeaway for Qiao Jian's illness. That's how he met Guo Lin.

Qiaojia still remembers Guo Lin wearing a uniform and smiling at him under the sun that day.

Who would have thought that the two of them could become entangled like this later?

He couldn't help sighing, and when Qiao Jia's heart moved slightly, Sun Peng on the other side of the phone actually laughed lightly: "I'm just calling you the boss... It seems that I have no room to refuse."

"I owe you a favor."

"Forget it, you can't afford to repay my favor... I heard that you have been following Bao Feng recently. Let me advise you, you can't get involved with that group of people. No matter what you want to do, get out quickly."

In Qiaojia's impression, Sun Peng was not a person who would talk superfluous nonsense.Especially this kind of words that can be called "caring", even when Qiaojia was with him, he didn't often hear them.

But until now, it seems that there is nothing more to say to each other.

Qiaojia just hummed lightly, and finally, in silence, Sun Peng hung up the phone first.

Hearing the disconnection sound on the phone, Qiaojia still maintained his posture standing in front of the window. He subconsciously took out the cigarette in his pocket and put it on. Then, with a cigarette in his mouth, he squinted his eyes and looked at the dark night outside the window.

——If, at the beginning, he hadn't chosen to leave Sun Peng, what would he be like now?

Eighty percent of them still hang out in the bar every day, listening to countless people beating farts and chattering around, and some people make fun of it.Thinking about it carefully, the life at that time was once the most satisfying for me, but now that Qiaojia thinks about it, he feels so boring that he feels a little ashamed.

In Guo Lin's words, people shouldn't live until they are only panting...

I don't know why in my mind, the day when I first met Guo Lin, he couldn't let go. Feeling extremely irritable, Qiao Jia simply rushed out of the room, touched the door of someone's room familiarly, and started to smash it with his fists without saying a word. Door.

When the door opened, Guo Lin was only wearing a pair of trousers.

He frowned and looked at the impetuous informant in front of him: "Did you take the wrong medicine or took too much?"

Wasn't it normal when the two separated just now?

Qiao Jia was too lazy to talk nonsense. He pushed Guo Lin into the room, then casually tore the clothes in the closet and threw them at Guo Lin: "Put it on, let's go out."

Guo Lin, whose face was thrown by his clothes and trousers, tore off his clothes, with inexplicable writing all over his face: "What are you doing?"

After all, he really started to put on clothes.

Qiaojia still had a cigarette in his mouth: "I want to pick you up and go out on a date."

Guo Lin's hands that were fastening the buttons finally stopped. At first he thought he had heard it wrong, but it wasn't until the impatience written on Qiao Jia's face on the opposite side began to expand, he was sure that Qiao Jia might be serious.

So the movements of his hands continued, and a strange silence began to fall between the two of them.Until Guo Lin got dressed and walked out with Qiao Jia, Guo Lin didn't ask what Qiao Jia wanted to do, and where they were going again.

In order to make it easier for them to meet with Du Ziping, Bao Feng deliberately arranged them all near the kitchen, a business club where no shit or eggs were laid, so that everyone had nothing to do all day long and could only take a bath to vent.

When Qiao Jia and Guo Lin walked out of the clubhouse, they immediately saw someone calling behind them.

On the face of it, Bao Feng ignored Guo Lin and Qiao Jia, but in fact every move was under surveillance.But Qiao Jia didn't care at all, he grabbed his car key at the front desk, and then pulled Guo Lin into the car.

In the night wind, the silence seemed to make people tinnitus.

Guo Lin was sitting on the co-pilot, tilting his head to look at Qiao Jia, who was obviously speeding. The window was lowered, and the cold night wind made his face a little numb. The pipes that go through are similar.Guo Lin frowned slightly, flattened the chair and closed his eyes.

Seeing Guo Lin's reaction, Qiao Jia finally couldn't help laughing. He slowed down the speed of the car: "Just lie down like this, and I'm not afraid that I will open the door and kick you down."

"I'm on the safety lock."

The man lying on his back with his arms around his chest answered a word lightly. Qiao Jia glanced subconsciously, but found that Guo Lin was fooling himself.

From the past to the present, Qiao Jia has always been Guo Lin's defeated opponent in the matter of making nonsense.

"Guess how long we'll be out this trip?"

Guo Lin tilted his head and glanced at him, then pointed to his mobile phone on the car, and gave him a smile that both of them understood.

Qiao Jia also smiled knowingly, and in the next second, he threw Guo Lin and his mobile phone out of the window.Guo Lin was taken aback by his sudden nervousness, and finally straightened up: "Have you figured it out? Planning to run away?"

The driver shook his hand and almost drove the car under the elevated road. He couldn't help curling his lips: "It's really awkward to say this kind of word from your mouth... I'm still used to your other skin, which is more suitable. you."

"Once some clothes are taken off, they cannot be put on again."

Guo Lin's tone was full of embarrassment, but Qiao Jia habitually interpreted the lines with puns, and couldn't help squinting at the position of Guo Lin's belt...

"So... are you driving now or am I driving?"

Following his gaze, Guo Lin understood Qiao Jia's teasing, shook his head without comment, and turned to the face beside the car with a slight smile.

It's so quick to understand.

——What to do, he is becoming more and more like a gangster now...