Lin Wenwen was very upset at his eyes, and he took out the paper pen from the drawer and put it under the finger of the old man su. "Grandpa, if you want to talk, write down it."

Su Laozi coughed a few times, and squeezed the tip of his pen with his dry fingers.

It is probably because his body has become weak, so he has little strength. The words written by him are crooked and twisted, shaking like leaves in the wind.

Lin Wenwen carefully identified for a long time, only from that painting of the general words barely read a word, "Xiaohang, call my brother."

Su Hang looked at his appearance, and his expression was a rare sadness. "Grandpa, he will come soon."

Since Su Chenyue was released from prison, almost no one outside the world could find his whereabouts.

But Suhang knows.

Qin Xiao and zhouhanyan are recording his whereabouts all the time, in order to make sure that if he is not willing to take precautions, they have just put it into use now.

After hearing his words, Mr. Su wrote two more words, the table

Lin turned his head reflexively, and gradually glanced over everything on the table beside him. There was no too conspicuous existence except for the tea cup, which was a mess of daily necessities.

She lay down in front of the bed and pointed to the cup. "Grandpa, are you thirsty?"

Su Laozi breathed hard, and a word was made in his throat, and he said, "down."

Next?

Lin Wenwen went straight to the table to observe, which revealed that there was a dark layer below.

She looked at the old man of the eye Su in doubt and tentatively extended her hand in.

The space inside is not big, Lin Wenwen groped for a half, took out a folder from inside.

She and Suhang looked at each other, and put the document by the bed of the old man Su, "Grandpa, is this one?"

The old man Su was holding his eyes, and he had no strength to react.

At this time, there was a sudden noise coming from the door.

Su Chenyue's voice came from outside, "let me go, I will go!"

Lin Wenwen looked through the window and found that Qin Xiao and zhouhanyan had brought people to custody.

Su Chenyue's face looks very bad, and slowly arranges his sleeve, "where are people?"

The voice just fell, and he looked in this direction.

Four eyes opposite, Lin Wenwen quickly moved away his eyes.

Su Chenyue had a moment of daze, then slightly convergence, change clothes to push the door in.

The old man Su still kept his state. He was excited after seeing him. There was a lot of urgency on his wrinkled face, but he couldn't speak. Others couldn't understand him at all.

He was spewing in a hurry, and a pale red liquid was in his mouth.

Lin Wenwen hurriedly up to his chest, also can not care so much, directly picked up the folder next to, "Grandpa, do you mean to open this?"

Su Lao Zi stopped the match, and his expression began to twist in pain.

Lin Wenwen looked at his appearance, and the movements on her hands were more and more anxious, but the documents were sealed with fire paint. The more impatient she was, the more she could not open it, she finally handed it to Suhang.

Su Hang was much calmer than her, and she drew two contracts and envelopes out of it without expression.

They had their respective names on the envelope, and he handed Su Chenyue a copy.

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