Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Song Jianyu stood in front of the mirror, let go of the palm covering his face, and carefully looked at the face of He Yang who was after 30 years old.

In the last week, when he was sending Xiaohong over at the gate of Qianmen KTV, the owner of this face was less than ten meters away.

Standing in front of the mirror now, seeing He Yang in this way was something Song Jianyu never expected.

The person who came out of the bathroom after washing his face stood in the gray and white flat floor in front of him, looking around like a wandering spirit.

"Strange, why don't you even have a few clothes." Song Jianyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling closet, opened the closet and found that there were only three or four sets of clothes in it.

In the kitchen, he just opened the refrigerator and took a look. It was empty and even the instruction manual of the refrigerator was still inside.

The whole house is clean and spacious, and some people believe that it is a model house.

After closing the door of the closet, Song Jianyu returned to the big bed just now. The palm of the person who fell on the soft big bed stuck to the sheet and stuffed it under the pillow. Sweeping across, he quickly touched a cold object in the long direction.

It turned out to be He Yang's cell phone.

Song Jianyu lay on his stomach and held the candy bar phone with a light blue phone case with both hands. After turning on the screen, he saw the digital password on it.

"Oops!"

His least favorite lock screen password appeared.

Compared with fingerprints and facial recognition, Song Jianyu can easily unlock it with He Yang's face, but this kind of simple combination of numbers cannot be unlocked at all.

The person who entered the password on the screen several times with his finger, faced with the repeated pop-up prompt of wrong password, finally gave up before the last chance to find the secret from the mobile phone.

The person who stuffed the phone back under the pillow lay on the bed thinking about it, bent over, and looked at the bottom of his bed.

A pure black suitcase was lying there quietly.

"I just said that there should be some personal items. Otherwise, how did you bring the clothes in the closet and the daily necessities in the bathroom?"

Song Jianyu showed a clear expression, stretched his arms on the bed, and dragged out the suitcase under the bed.

The person who opened the zipper split the suitcase in half, lying on the side of the bed and looking at the contents of the suitcase.

Three unopened white shirts, a power bank, a wallet, a half-used tube of toothpaste, and two pairs of sneakers.

After Song Jianyu checked these things one by one, he finally opened the dark dark pocket at the bottom of the suitcase.

In the pocket, a black object made the person who kept flipping through it pause for breath.

A few seconds later, Song Jianyu sat on the ground with the suitcase beside him. He also took out the contraband in the dark layer and played with it in his hands.

There were still three bullets left in the wooden bin, which he had confirmed just now.

The person holding the wooden warehouse leaned his back against the bed behind him, his eyes were dim and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Beep beep..."

In the distance, the sound of the electronic door lock being opened by someone came from the outside. Song Jianyu put the wooden warehouse in his hand into the suitcase without thinking, then pushed the suitcase under the bed, and jumped onto the bed as fast as he could. The quilt pretends to sleep.

Yi Renxin, who opened the door outside, came in, and the young man who had walked all the way to the living room put down the fast food he was carrying and came to the bedroom.

Standing at the door, looking at the figure with his back on the big bed, "Xiaoyang, get up."

Song Jianyu hugged the quilt and turned his back to the visitor without moving. He pretended to wake up when the person called again, rubbed his eyes and sat up slowly, and secretly looked towards the door with his eyes hidden under his fingers.

After the young man standing outside the door confirmed that he was awake, he turned around and returned to the balcony of the living room. After opening the French windows, Yi Renxin stood there looking at the scenery outside the window.

In the bedroom, Song Jianyu got up from the bed, tugged at the pajamas on his body, and walked towards the outside carefully.

When I went out, I saw that there was no one in the sofa area. When I was about to look for it, I saw a young man standing on the balcony over there.

Yi Renxin heard footsteps behind him, but didn't turn his head back, "I'll put your lunch on the table for you, go wash your face and brush your teeth first."

Song Jianyu walked halfway, so he had to make a temporary turn and walk in the direction of the bathroom.

Fortunately, when he woke up before, he had already turned around the inside and outside of the house, so he wouldn't go to the wrong place.

After closing the bathroom door, Song Jianyu stood in front of the mirror and turned on the faucet. Looking at He Yang's face in the mirror, he took a few deep breaths. After estimating that about 3 minutes had passed, he opened the door and walked towards the living room naturally.

The person who arrived at the sofa area also saw the lunch that person brought him.

Song Jianyu sat on the sofa and opened the bag, and saw that there was a cold noodle dish inside. The person who opened the disposable chopsticks was holding a plastic bowl, and secretly looked at the figure with his back on the balcony.

From the clothes on the other party, it can be seen that this person is very young, probably about the same age as He Yang.

"Is it an accomplice?" Song Jianyu ate cold noodles, his mind was full of thoughts about what He Yang would be doing now, and the weapon hidden under the other's bed kept appearing in front of his eyes.

"Remember to go shopping in the afternoon after eating. Renting such a big house is empty and you can run a horse. Remember to put more things in the refrigerator. Don't wait for me to remind you every time."

The young man who was blowing the air on the balcony turned around while talking, and looked up at Song Jianyu who was eating in the living room with a plastic bowl.

Song Jianyu held the bowl and looked at the speaker.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and within a second, Song Jianyu lowered his head, stared at the plastic bag in front of him, and ate the cold noodle in big mouthfuls.

"Talk to you, why ignore people?"

He didn't say a word, but Yi Renxin, who was standing on the balcony and turned around, came over, sat beside him and looked at him with his head tilted, "What happened?"

"No." Song Jianyu didn't dare to look up, "I'm just a little sleepy, I can't open my eyes."

"Go back to bed after shopping in the afternoon." Yi Renxin didn't doubt that he was there, so he sat on the sofa and watched him eat the bowl of Liangpi.

Song Jianyu never thought that a lunch would be so difficult to swallow. He held the bowl and thought about it, but he couldn't understand why He Yang knew this person in this week.

Even if I can't go back to 06 to save him this time, he shouldn't be with this person. Could it be that the real murderer father and son fled Jinjiang back then and went to Yi City?But how did they know He Yang from the Black Coal Mine?

Yi Renxin tilted his head and looked at the strange person beside him after getting up, and his eating movements became slower and slower.

In the end, only the empty face remained, with mechanical swallowing movements, and those eyes without glasses narrowed slowly, "He San, you have something to hide from me."

The name He San made Song Jianyu twist his neck to look at him reflexively, seeing this young baby face clearly, Song Jianyu held back the doubts in his heart and pretended to be careless, turned his head back, and continued to eat His own Liangpi said in a casual tone, "I said I'm still a little sleepy."

Yi Renxin raised his hand and turned the side face to him, looked carefully for a few seconds and then asked, "Where is the wooden warehouse?"

"In the suitcase under the bed." Song Jianyu answered each other word by word.

The hand pinched on his chin was released, and Yi Renxin stood up and walked back and forth to the bedroom.

On the sofa behind him, Song Jianyu held his beating heart and took a breath.

I am glad again that I found out about this house first before this person came.

Yi Renxin went to the bedroom alone, and quickly dragged out the black suitcase from under the bed. The person who opened the suitcase looked at the messy items inside. group.

The person who took out the wooden warehouse closed the suitcase and walked to the living room, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and your suitcase is in such a mess?"

Song Jianyu was sitting in the living room packing up the Liangpi that he had just finished eating. When he heard the other person's voice, he raised his head and saw clearly that the person was walking towards him with the wooden box he took out from the suitcase in his hand.

"He San?" Yi Renxin found that the other party was distracted again.

"What's the matter with you?"

The hand holding the wooden warehouse stretched out, Song Jianyu resisted the urge to dodge, stood there pretending to be innocent, and even yawned in front of the other party, "I really didn't sleep well, why did you come to me? "

He has seen the room, only the bed in He Yang has been inhabited here, and he has never thought about the mobile phone since he woke up in the morning.

Song Jianyu asked why the other party came.

Speaking of this, Yi Renxin raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I rented the shop, which is exactly as I imagined."

"Congratulations." Song Jianyu falsely praised, although he really wanted to ask the other party what the rented shop was for.

But now he still doesn't know how good the relationship between He Yang and this person is, and he is worried that the person who reveals his secrets is sitting on a needle blanket and perfunctory others.

Five minutes later, Song Jianyu rushed into the bathroom on the pretext of brushing his teeth again.

The person who turned on the faucet walked back and forth in the bathroom that was less than six square meters in size.

"Why don't you return your body to He Yang first, and come back after you figure out their relationship?"

This person knew He Yang's electronic door code, and even brought lunch here specially, and judging from the tone of the conversation just now, the two seemed to have known each other for many years.

He couldn't let the other party notice anything was wrong.

Song Jianyu finally put a tub of hot water in the bathtub, lay down and closed his eyes.

Five minutes later, He Yang opened his eyes and looked at where he was. The young man who stepped out of the bathtub picked up the bathrobe on the side and put it on. He opened the door and saw the figure in the living room.

"Is something wrong?"

He Yangguang walked towards the person with his feet, until he was only one meter away from Yi Renxin, and only then did he see clearly what the other person was holding in his hand.

"What are you doing with my wooden barn?"

He Yang brought over his own wooden warehouse and walked towards the bedroom over there.

Yi Renxin stood still and listened to the other party's indifferent voice, raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party's bathrobe that was still dripping, "He San, why did you take a bath?"

The person nicknamed He San turned his head, looked at Yi Renxin's smiling baby face expressionlessly, carefully recalled the last scene he remembered, and asked him three seconds later, "What happened?"