nosy on you

Help others but be cheated

She didn't sleep well in the airport hotel, Gu Xi almost raced against every second and had a nightmare all night, and after waking up, she couldn't remember anything.

Standing downstairs at Luo Qi's house at this moment, the pictures in the dream are pouring out of his brain.

The person who was as important to him as sunshine and air died, and the reason for his death had a lot to do with him, but at this moment he couldn't even figure out what happened.

Luo Qi lives in the new city of Hexi, very close to University C. The gangsters in this area call him Brother Da Qi. Except for his younger sister Luo Ting, there seems to be no other relatives in the family. At least no one has seen him or heard him mention it. , Just like the joke he himself once said, he is the Monkey King who jumped out of the cracks in the rocks.

Gu Xi walked into the corridor and knocked a few times on the door on the right side of the second floor.

no respond……

Not even a human voice could be heard in the room.

The doorknob was covered with a layer of dust, no fingerprints could be seen, and there were thin spider threads connecting the keyhole and the door frame. Gu Xi turned and went downstairs, stood beside the car and looked up. The curtains of the living room were drawn open. Yes, it's very dark in there.

The sun shone brightly on the mottled and white residential buildings, but he felt a heavy confusion in his heart.

Catch the plane back at 04:30 in the morning, and drove from the airport for nearly an hour to get here. The sleepiness and loss made him unable to remember the purpose of doing this?

Yes, ask Luo Ting for news about her brother.

and then?

Then find out exactly how that person died and what he said before he died.

This was Gu Xi's persistence for four years, so persistent that even the appearance of that person in his memory was blurred and he couldn't give up, but in his dream last night, his appearance suddenly became clear.

As if the layers of veils hanging between reality and illusion have been torn off, the face hidden behind is exactly the same as rigorous.

But just now he smeared that face with his hands.

Do you want to run after me and apologize?

Let's talk about it after today, what if Luo Ting came back after leaving the front foot.

"Grandma, the doctor said that your knee is only slightly scratched, and it will be fine after being sterilized and bandaged..." Yan Jing helped the old lady sit on the bench in the corridor of the surgery clinic, "Your son will be here soon, I go first..."

The hospital is a very magical place. There is no low season or peak season here. There are different types of "consumers" queuing up to pay the bill all year round, and the customer base is wide, suitable for all ages.

Doctors and nurses are not as enthusiastic as shopping guides in shopping malls, and most of the time they may not answer even if you take the initiative to ask questions.

Yan Jing has never suffered from any serious illness, and feels a little uncomfortable in such an environment.

"Young man, sit with me for a while, and leave after my son comes to pay you the medical expenses. I can't let you suffer." The old lady grabbed his arm and refused to let go, her tone full of sincerity .

Rigorously waved his hands again and again: "No need, it doesn't cost much."

"All you want, there aren't many good people like you nowadays." The old lady insisted.

Of course it would be best to get the money back. The registration fee, filming, and wound treatment add up to about 300 yuan, which is quite useful for a waste young man who has just lost his job.

But this idea was completely wiped out after he saw the old lady's son and daughter-in-law and three vicious attendants.

With that posture, one person with a machete can immediately participate in the Rush.

The old lady's son is a middle-aged man with a strong sense of banditry. His eyes look sharp, and he walks swaggeringly.

If it wasn't for the occasional white coat and the smell of disinfectant around his nose, he would have wondered if he had gone to the wrong set.

All-powerful, I willfully break through and everyone looks up to me.

All-powerful, I never need to look back.

Turning upside down, I decided I'd write my own laws.

Huh?There is even an appearance BGM...

It seems to be the theme song of the Young and Dangerous movie "Superstar in Chaos". In junior high school, at least eight of the ten boys in the class could sing it, and some followed the trend and tied an iron chain around their waist. Except for low, it seemed that they had never played anything else. effect.

"Hello?" The naughty man took out his mobile phone from his pocket and raised it to his ear, "I'm here...I brought someone with me, if you don't obey me, I'll call my brothers over here, first."

The moment the phone was hung up, the old lady's humming sound was seamlessly connected: "Oh, I'm afraid my leg is going to be useless."

"Mom..." The daughter-in-law seemed to be on top of Lin Daiyu, her eyes were red ten steps away, "Why are you hurt so badly?"

"Hold him..." The angry man glanced this way, and waved his hand behind him, "Don't let him run away."

according to?Hold who?

Before Yan Jing could react, the three big and round men had gathered from the front and sides, and surrounded him impolitely with their crotches. This embarrassing scene was just the beginning of a pornographic film.

"Brothers..." Yan Jin quickly stood up, "Don't get me wrong..."

Two hands, one left and one right, quickly pressed his shoulders, and the man in the middle pointed at him and shouted: "Be honest."

This man has a ball head shaved, and there is a scar on his forehead that was cut by something. He has an aura that has just been released from prison, and he feels like he just changed out of the striped prison uniform before going out.

"No..." Yan Jing reached into his trouser pocket, trying to find out the list of medical expenses, "I have..."

Qiutou grabbed his wrist and twisted it back, cursing viciously: "You fucking want to pick something?"

Fuck, I have a fucking order for you!

Before he could say these words, the soreness in his wrist quickly spread to his entire arm, and Yan Yan could only lean over his shoulders, arching his back and leaning forward.

"Mom, how did you hurt your leg? Did this kid bump it?" The angry man ignored him, turned to ask the old lady, and at the same time winked calmly.

Something doesn't feel right.

The old lady opened her mouth hesitantly, and the five people crowded in the corridor gave her great courage like Liang Jingru: "Isn't that right, this young man seems to be rushing to reincarnate, his eyes have grown out of the soles of his feet, and I am It almost jumped out of the road, and it was lucky not to be run over by a car."

Rigorous stared at her in disbelief, too shocked to speak.

Good man rewarded?

This is fucking revenge!

Maybe it was to preemptively seize the high position, the old lady's complaining voice increased several times in an instant, shouting the reverberation effect in the originally quiet corridor, and many people seeking medical treatment looked over here.

There was curiosity, contempt, and accusation in these gazes, like countless sharp arrows shooting at a human-shaped target with four black letters on a white background with "social scum".

"You..." The gangster raised his chin, "Look at what weapon is hidden in his pants."

Seriously looked at him inexplicably.

In the pants... the murder weapon?

It's hard not to think about it when you hear it.

The person on the left took out the checklist and the mobile phone from his strict trouser pocket, looked at it twice with a frown, and then went to the other pocket, only to find it was empty, and handed the things over with dissatisfaction.

"That's all?" The gangster took the handle, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Brother, all my belongings are here, so it doesn't make any sense if you hold on to me."

Strictly sighed, the medical expenses must be out of reach, I just hope these people can show mercy and return the broken phone.

The angry man clicked his tongue: "My surname is Qian, you can call me Brother Qian, you are honest, at least you hit someone and didn't run away, and I won't embarrass you, just take [-] to buy some supplements for the old man, spirit I don't want any damages."

Rigorousness fell into shock again.

Your mother has a broken knee, a box of Band-Aids will do the job, and you need to buy supplements worth 2 yuan?Wild ginseng or Cordyceps sinensis, don't be afraid to make up your brain!

"Where did I get the [-] yuan?" Yan Jing felt that his throat was on fire, and his voice could not be suppressed, "Can you be reasonable? I didn't hit your mother at all..."

"It's exciting to be more polite to you, isn't it?" Ball head is very good at capturing the point, and basically ignored the second half of his sentence, "I don't have your card on me, so hurry up, use his mobile phone to transfer money through WeChat."

The man on the left took the mobile phone and pressed it on the fingerprint lock with strict fingers. The ball head and the man on the right twisted his wrist and turned it back, maintaining the capture posture of the police uncle after catching the thief.

The dodging skills are useless at this time, after struggling for a long time, the severe pain in his wrist seems to remind him repeatedly that if he moves a few more times, he may be dislocated.

After trying all ten fingers, there is still a small lock on the screen, and a numeric keypad and a line of words pop out below: Fingerprint unlock failed, please enter the password.

"Fuck! He didn't take fingerprints, he needs a password." Ball said.

Rigorously heaved a sigh of relief. The fingerprint unlocking of this old mobile phone basically failed eight out of ten times. I didn't expect it to fail completely at a critical moment.

It's the ultimate version of a "smartphone."

The crowd of onlookers was much larger than before. Brother Qian looked around and frowned: "Take him out first."

What do you mean, torture to extract a confession?

These social dregs are still very measured, and they definitely don't dare to make too much noise in such a public place where people come and go, but it's hard to say outside the gate of the hospital.

Beat me up?Take a few photos of fruit to force me to write an IOU?

Those are the usual tricks of going back and forth.

The rigorous WeChat account is indeed bound to the bank card, and the deposit in the card plus the salary just paid is more than 3000 yuan. Although it is not much, without this money, even food and accommodation will be a problem.

No matter how useless he is, he doesn't want to be reduced to borrowing money from his aunt or Mu Xue to make ends meet.

"What are you doing? Let people go, or I will call the police."

Just as Yan Jing was about to ask for help, a person suddenly came out from the crowd watching. His voice was quite magnetic, and it sounded familiar.

Potato Chip Man?

He looked up, and really, this man was wearing a beige plaid shirt and dark blue slacks today, with a strong business atmosphere, and an elite halo that would blind people in a crowd of embarrassing people.

"Who are you?" Brother Qian looked him up and down, "This matter has nothing to do with you, I advise you not to mind your own business."

"I'm him..." The potato chip man hesitated for two seconds, "I'm his friend, you can tell me what you want."

Brother Qian's eyes lit up immediately, as if he saw a golden pig approaching, his excitement was beyond words: "You said this, don't fucking regret it."

"I don't regret it..." The potato chip man's tone was very calm, with a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's nothing that can be resolved with money."

Now that the golden pig opened his mouth, Brother Qian didn't seem to want to make a big deal out of it, so he winked at the followers behind him, and the three strong men let go of their hands together, and approached a few steps forward.

"Come here." The potato chip man smiled and waved towards him.

Rigorous, like a dying drowning man, saw the life-saving straw protruding from the shore, and walked over without hesitation.

Before standing still, Qiutou couldn't wait to report the number: "Forty thousand..."

"Forty thousand? Are you playing mahjong?" Yan Yan wondered if he was hallucinating. He was so frightened that he turned around and stared at him angrily, "Would you like a whiteboard for you?"

"Bai your mother..." Qiutou pointed at him and cursed, "Shut up if you don't have money."

"No problem." The potato chip man answered readily.

Rigorous jaw almost dropped.

Does this person have money but no place to spend it or is there something wrong with his brain?

It is estimated that he came to the hospital to see the brain department.

Brother Qian happily opened the WeChat receipt and payment code and waited for [-] to be credited, but the potato chips man stuffed the mobile phone he had been holding into his pocket: "Don't worry, there are a few words that need to be clarified in person."

"What else is unclear?" Brother Qian smacked his lips impatiently.