Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 846 Good Cop, Bad Cop
The first scene Luo Binhan saw when he walked into the living room was quite unusual.

His first visual impression was that everyone was sitting together.They were all sitting on the sofa, very close to each other, either reading with their heads down, or talking quietly.This scene really made Luo Binhan puzzled for a while, thinking that they were all on the same boat.But when he took a closer look, he found that the person Jing Huang was talking to was actually Zhou Yu.And Yale Liga was sitting head to head with Momolo, reading a thick book.Eight is in the middle of the two groups, and is also peeking at the contents of the book.But the strange thing is that her body is slightly tilted, in order to catch Zhou Yu's clothes.
How Zhou Ba decides who she is interested in has always been a mystery to Luo Binhan.This may be a bit pretentious, but Luo Binhan always vaguely felt that Zhou Ba's attitude towards him was a little different.He chased Momoro or Yale Liga to make a wish because he had never seen Friday.Of course, her attitude towards Jing Huang is more special, at least she never called him "Luo Luo" or "Han Han".However, now he seems to have fallen out of favor all of a sudden, last night he discovered that Zhou Ba prefers to be close to Zhou Yu.But why exactly?Does Zhou Yu have any wishes that he is eager to realize?
This question troubled Luo Binhan for several seconds, and reminded him of those terminal illnesses.He doesn't know whether Zhou Yu has the ambition to conquer terminal illnesses, and to be honest, Zhou Yu is only a graduate student, so it seems that he is far from being a qualified qualification in the medical field, even if Zhou Yu has a family background the same.Then he stopped thinking about it.When he approached, Zhou Yu and Jing Huang suddenly separated from the state of whispering.Jing Huang looked out the window indifferently, while Zhou Yu looked at him as usual, waiting for him to say hello first.
Luo Binhan looked at the two suspiciously.Of course, in this room, Jing Huang is the person Zhou Yu is most familiar with, so it's not surprising that they talk about something—but what are they talking about?He never had a concept.It is absolutely impossible for Zhou Yu to discuss medical topics with Jing Huang, and Jing Huang has never argued with Zhou Yu, at least he has never seen it.The content of the communication between these two people is beyond the boundaries of Luo Binhan's imagination, and exists in theory like a four-dimensional space, but he has never seen it himself.Why did they stop talking when he appeared?As if he didn't want him to hear it.But it's probably just that he was too concerned, and they just finished talking at this time.
He was thinking about this matter absent-mindedly, so that when Zhou Yu hinted at him with his gaze, he still didn't realize where the real crisis was.He used to pull Jing Huang's hair, and Jing Huang shook his hand away.
"Are you running away in a week?" Luo Binhan asked.
Jing Huang nodded impatiently, his face was still facing the window, leaving only the back of his head messy.Luo Binhan thought he was targeting Falk instead of himself, so he still smiled and said, "How do you plan to spend this week?"
Jing Huang finally turned to look at him: "What's going on?"
Robin Han happily pointed out to him that this week might be their last meeting (Jing Huang snorted, sounding disapproving), so of course something more meaningful had to be done.He deliberately mentioned several outdoor activities, such as going to a children's playground or an ice rink.Jing Huang's gloomy eyes made him more enthusiastic about going out.He turned to Yale Liga for support.
"Shouldn't we have formal team-building activities?" he asked in that dignified tone. "Shouldn't a family have a sense of community?"

Allerica agreed, her voice a little absent-minded.She continued to read with Momolo without raising her head, her horns and bun completely covered Luo Binhan's sight.Her answer made Luo Binhan a little too complacent, and he didn't notice that Zhou Yu was reminding him to pay attention to the problem with more and more obvious eyes.

But Luo Binhan ignored that scene.He's too caught up in the pleasure of being furious, and he's counting on someone crashing his apartment in a rage and having to pay him back with a cosmic escape trip.He then asked Momolo if he agreed with the travel plan. As a result, to his surprise, Momolo looked up with pure and confused eyes, obviously not aware of what happened in the conversation just now.

"What's the matter, Mr. Luo?"

Now Luo Binhan finally felt something was wrong.His eyes wandered for a while, and finally fell on the book on Momoro's lap.To be precise, he did not see the book, because Yareriga's lowered head happened to hide its contents.

"What are you looking at?" he asked slowly.

"It's the photo album in the living room, Mr. Luo." Momolo seemed to answer very sincerely, "It's the one next to the TV."
Luo Binhan didn't remember the existence of such a book.He doesn't have the habit of taking and keeping photos, only a thin photo album is kept in the innermost side of his bed.He was pretty sure that the one Yarrie's and Momolo were reading was much thicker.And why would he put the photo album on the TV cabinet?He doesn't remember doing it yesterday, he didn't even pay much attention to the things on the TV cabinet yesterday.That place is very eye-catching, but because of the eye-catching, people will not look carefully.Everyone knows that the TV cabinet is a place that never hides secrets, not even in a puzzle game, and the secrets of life are far more sinister.
He slowly turned his body and looked over Yale Liga's shoulder to see the contents of the photo album.At first he didn't recognize the old-looking photos—some of them were even starting to fade.The above characters seem to have nothing to do with him, most of them are middle-aged and old people.In the first picture on the upper left side, an old woman in a cotton shawl is sitting in front of the threshold, holding a baby with bare arms in her arms, with a frightened expression; in the opposite corner of the picture of the woman There are two men standing side by side in front of a field. Their skin appears dark and wrinkled in the photo. The one on the left stares at the camera with an unnatural expression, while the man on the right is much more relaxed.He had a smile that he was used to facing the camera.
Even if the photo itself has not been well preserved, he is still impressively handsome with a touch of danger.He's the youngest on the page, and he's a little bit of an out-of-place chic, reflected in his well-groomed haircut and shiny belt buckles.Needless to say, the young man was very attractive.People who meet him for the first time may think that he is not very decent, but they will not be disgusted by it.He wore a dark blue or jet-black uniform, with a metal medallion hat tucked under his arm.This outfit is indeed very imposing, but it is not necessary, so it will inevitably appear a bit pretentious.This is the kind of high-spirited publicity and showing off unique to young people. He seems to be younger than Luo Binhan now.
Luo Binhan stared at the photo for a while.At first, he didn't even recognize who it was, but felt that this face was very strange.It's not like a human face, but an abstract symbol.People will feel this way if they stare at a word for too long.Then he reasoned on his own in his head: look at this man's height, he is almost [-] centimeters taller than the middle-aged man next to him, and his hands and feet are flexible and slender, implying that he has an excellent physique and skills.His eyes were alert, showing a quick mind.The eyebrows are like two thick and moderate black knives, thick and sharp, while the bridge of the nose is raised high, and the end of the nose is slightly hooked, which looks very aggressive, but not so violent.

He observed these details, thinking that this is really a very distinctive nose, the essence of this face, just like the last stroke in calligraphy.So he began to understand who the person in this photo was.The face, so pale in photographs, came alive in his imagination at once.He knew the man's gait and voice, and he knew that when he gave a long speech, he habitually put his palms together and straightened them, and placed them at the temples and raised them slightly, forming an action between a military salute and a farewell.That movement made him look like a man in charge.Luo Binhan could even imagine that when this person turned his head sideways, there was a slightly raised arc in the middle and upper part of the bridge of the nose, like a small slope on a steep mountain wall.Whenever he shook his head from side to side in the mirror, he could also see a very similar silhouette appear on his own face.
"Mr. Luo, what's the matter?"
Luo Binhan realized that he had been watching for too long.But he didn't feel excited or nervous, he was just observing the image with a sculptor's cool-eyed attitude, wondering if he could still use the carving knife to chip away at the details of this old work.Still, there's nothing to chip away at.He grabbed the photo album into his arms and flipped through a few pages.He recognized the part of the old house that could be called the "ancestral house", and guessed that these photos were all found there.

"It's really not easy." He commented while flipping, thinking that maybe one of his elderly relatives had passed away in the past two years.There's just a hint of relic about them.
He handed it to Momolo again. "It's not mine," he said with relief. "I guess someone put it here. I didn't notice it last night."

Momolo looked a little disturbed, so he said again: "It's nothing special...it's just there for people to see, old Mo. It's normal for you to open it and take a look."

"These photos are of Mr. Luo's family, right? How many of them look like Mr. Luo?"
"Perhaps it is." Luo Binhan said.He turned back to look at Yale Liga.Those golden brown eyes looked at him calmly and penetratingly, and Luo Binhan grinned back with a malicious smile.
"What do you think of these old photos?" he asked. "Anything interesting to see?"
Allerica blinked, but said nothing.She reached out to the photo album, and found the two lines of small print on the back of the cover.The words were written in pencil, eroded badly by time.Luo Binhan squinted his eyes to identify for a while, and finally realized that it was a motto:
Reason is the only bright lamp that illuminates people, and conscience is the only walking stick that guides people.
Immediately he burst out laughing, too violently and suddenly.Momolo almost jumped up from his seat.Jing Huang turned to him and said, "Why are you crazy?"
"I saw something funny." Luo Binhan replied pretending to be mysterious, and closed the page with his hand.
Jing Huang's appearance showed that he didn't care about the contents of the album.He just frowned and glanced at Zhou Yu, as if the reason for Luo Binhan's nervous attack was written all over Zhou Yu's face.Luo Binhan put the album back next to the TV cabinet, still wanting to see that photo and those two lines of pencil writing in his heart.In fact, there may not be any connection between these two things, because the pencil writing has been blurred, and it is difficult to determine the characteristics of the handwriting.It can be written by anyone.All in all, since it's done, why bother?
"Forget it." He said to himself pleasantly, and then turned to face the group of people on the sofa and the black dog squatting in the corner.
"I apologize," he said bluntly and without losing his grace, "I must have given you a lot of headaches these two days... well, at least I gave Lao Mo a headache. I'm a little out of shape, but it's just a small problem. You don't have to worry about what."
Jing Huang raised his chin a little bit to show that he wasn't really worried at all.Luo Binhan looked at him affectionately until he became visibly out of breath.
"Mr. Luo," Mo Moluo asked a little anxiously, "Do you hate your hometown very much? I have been persuading you to come back and face something. Am I being too inconsiderate of your feelings?"
"No, of course not. I like it here, and of course I want to come back here. There's just a little problem here that's bothering me. A very small problem. You'll be bored if I tell you."
"I would never have thought of that!"
Luo Binhan stopped his eager confession: "I was going to say it, Lao Mo. There is no need to let this matter torment all of us, I will just say it clearly... This is a very simple matter, simple and boring."
He folded his arms across his chest and pondered for a while.

"Take it as a story," he said in a dull tone. "Forget about the details and truth, there's nothing here for you to deal with. It's just my problem—Once upon a time, there was a He happened to come across a lead in another crime while chasing criminals. There was a woman who was killed because she was...well, she was living with a married man. Her lover was at A certain area was powerful, and when they got into an argument, he pushed her out of a window and said she had committed suicide by jumping off a building. No one wanted to get involved, but your brother's colleagues found clues. He I want to pursue this matter, but... let's put it this way, he is on the murderer's territory, so this matter is not only stressful, but also dangerous. No one dares to help him, because most of them have families, And he didn't think it was worth the risk of overturning a dead woman. He ended up going it alone. And that would be basically suicide for his career."

"Are you saying someone wants to kill him, Mr. Luo?"

"Possibly. I don't know...but when he risks handing over the evidence, he can no longer stay in his original position, let alone a promotion or something. He has to go and change his name surname. A female lawyer has been secretly helping him in this process, so that he can finally pass the customs smoothly. After several years, the murderer was arrested for other things, and he can come back with a new name. He and The barrister met again, and was soon married. No one knew they had known each other before. In short, they became rich, and life was no longer in danger."

Luo Binhan's gaze drifted into the distance.Outside the window he saw a cloud of gray holes moving slowly, now covering the sun and now showing it through the hole.

"They lived happily ever after," he said calmly, "—this is false. They both ended up happily living with someone else. I don't think it's a big deal, but when I think of the beginning of the story and the end of it, I always had the feeling that they were two completely different stories put together. There were actually four people in it, one couple at the beginning of the story and another couple at the end of the story. And, Whenever I think about the point where the two stories join together, the middle where there's absolutely no climactic transition, I'll just...will..."

Momolo looked at him and said, "You must be very sad, Mr. Luo?"

"No," Robin Han said still in a calm and boring tone, "I'm very... ah, to be honest, I'm very surprised."

　happy New Year.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)