Play Nice

Chapter 351: Chapter 351
With a rattling sound, the door was pushed open, and finally light came in from the damp and dark room.

The man lying on the bed sat up and looked towards the door.

Someone came in, she was wearing a beautiful expensive dress and ruby ​​anklets on her thin white ankles.

"Do you still recognize me?"

Cen Yongqing stared at her with sunken eyes: "Who are you?"

"Business leader."

The door is closed.

Jing Zhao was waiting outside, with Cen Si standing on his left.

Shao Feng and the other two guards retreated to the entrance of the stairs, daring not to look or listen.

The building is too old, the walls of the corridors are cracked, the cement has fallen into potholes, and the old light bulbs are flickering.

The light bulb suddenly dimmed.

Cen Si took out a lighter, lit it, suddenly remembered what Shang Lingling said yesterday, and asked the person on the right, "Do you smoke?"

[My teacher Jing said that smoking is harmful to health and bad for the lungs]

This is the original words of the business leader.

Jing Zhao leaned against the guardrail of the corridor and looked at the opposite door: "Quit."

Cen Si released the pulley, pressed it again, and repeated, the flames flickered and disappeared.
"Afraid it's bad for your lungs?"

Jing Zhao did not answer.

The twinkling tungsten light bulb came on again.

Cen Si put on the lighter: "You kind of cherish your life."

Jing Zhao didn't think his relationship with Cen Si had reached the point where he could chat.

He remained silent.

Cen Si was interested in chatting: "Since I cherish my life, why do I keep running to Vigaranka."

The two stood facing each other, separated by a corridor, one against the wall and the other against the guardrail.

Jing Zhao finally raised his eyelids and looked directly at the person opposite: "It has something to do with you?"

"Related." Cen Si flicked off the cover of the lighter, raised his eyebrows, and thought about other people's people in front of others, "If you don't come back someday—"

"Not that day."

Jing Zhao considers himself to be a patient person, but he and Cen Si are at odds with each other, so it is difficult for him to calm down.

Cen Si said, "Then wish you a long life."

Jing recalled: "Thank you."

Shao Feng, who was on the side, was about to suffocate. The two giant Buddhas chatted like two hurricanes in a fight.

Fortunately, the savior came out.

The business leader walked to Jing Zhao: "Let's go."

Jing Zhao took her hand and took her away.

The light bulb dimmed again.

Cen Si said to Shao Feng, "Change the light bulb next time."

Shao Feng was at a loss.

Cen Si walked into the room, and Cen Yongqing immediately became nervous when he saw him come in.

There was no light in the room, and it was deliberately smashed by Cen Si.

"What did she tell you?"

Cen Yongqing became more and more terrified of his son: "She asked me what my relationship was with He Wanlin, who instructed me to kidnap her, and who was the target of tearing up the vote."

Cen Si asked, "How did you answer?"

Cen Yongqing was silent, his right cheek was full of pitted scars.

Cen Si took two steps closer and asked again, "How did you answer?"

"No answer."

"Did you forget what I told you last time?"

last time?

Cen Yongqing's mind was stirred into a puddle, and he limped back to the bed.

The light was half-bright and half-dark, and there was a shadow on Cen Si's face: "Did I say I want to listen to her?"

Cen Yongqing remembered.

Cen Si had warned him to listen to someone, but how could that person be a business leader?
"You and her...you..."

Cen Si clicked on the phone to record and put it on the ground: "Re-answer, her question just now."

He and the business leader were actually in the same group.

He really raised a good son, Cen Yongqing gritted his teeth: "He Wanlin and I are from the same town. It was Shang Yude who instructed me to kidnap his granddaughter, and the target was Yang Shu."

His answers were both true and false.

Cen Si picked up the phone, walked to the door, pulled out the iron rod inserted in the door, and locked the door.

Cen Yongqing curled back reflexively: "I've already said it all."

Cen Si dragged his stick forward.

The screams in the room made Shao Feng shudder outside the room.

At 37:[-] p.m., Cen Yongqing was sent to a private hospital.

At [-]:[-] a.m. the next day, a doctor wearing a mask came to give Cen Yongqing an injection, and the two "door gods" at the door stood as steady as Mount Tai.

The doctor kindly said, "You guys go eat something, he shouldn't wake up so quickly."

The two guarding men were unmoved, and remained inseparable.

The doctor didn't say anything. He entered the ward. The patient was injected with tranquilizers in the early morning and was still sleeping. The doctor injected the drug into the infusion bag.

The man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and held a piece of glass against the doctor's neck.

"Don't make a sound."

After a while, the "doctor" wearing a white coat and a mask came out of the ward with his head down.He didn't say a word and walked neither fast nor slow.

The person guarding the door saw the plaster in the sleeve of "Doctor"'s white coat: "Stop."

Cen Yongqing had a plaster cast on his left hand.

He grabbed a medical push bed, pushed it over, and then took advantage of the gap to run to the stairs.

At 38:[-], Cen Si received a call.

"Master Cen, the tiger has been released."

*****
At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, He Wanlin answered a call from a local number.

"Hey."

The other said, "It's me."

He Wanlin immediately heard the voice: "Cen Yongqing?"

Cen Yongqing said on the phone, "Arrange me a place to live."

"Why are you in the Empire?"

"Stop talking nonsense and find me a safe place."

*****
At 46:[-] in the evening, Aunt Liang made coffee, took off her apron and went to the yard.

"Miss Baolan."

Shang Baolan was wearing headphones, humming a song, and was cutting flowers and branches.

In the earphone is a recording, a recording of He Wanlin's call.

"Hey."

"it's me."

"Cen Yongqing?"

"Give me a place to live."

"Why are you in the Empire?"

"Stop talking nonsense and find me a safe place."

Shang Baolan installed a "little thing" on He Wanlin's mobile phone. In the future, the content of her calls will be recorded and transmitted to Shang Baolan's mobile phone.

Aunt Liang came over: "Miss Baolan."

Shang Baolan took off his earphones: "Huh?"

"The coffee is already brewed."

Shang Baolan put down the scissors and entered the house.

　*****
　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)