Silent Reading

The villa is self-heating, and the temperature is at its own discretion. Fei returns after the winter. He is also the driver of the hive in the basement when Lu Guosheng is caught, so the heating is not turned on.

It's cold outside, and it's cold in the room. It's cold and unblocked cold outside, and there's a quiet, deep-seated cold in the room.

When he entered the door, the door squeaked. The furnishings in the room seemed to be moved by a specimen. Fine dust floated. Fei Du wiped the dust from his fingers in his palms, still cold. Gaze glanced over the "dead" fake flower on the porch. The person who has been connected to his headset in the headset reports: "Fei, we have already paid attention to the rental car. You can rest assured-your car is really good."

"You drive away after you're done," Fei Du said, and ordered "careful", and then hung up the phone.

Every time he came here, he was not very happy. He always felt that although the house was a dead object, it could also have a special flavor. The house had a delicate mistress's house stained with perfume, and the owner's diligent house It was full of the bright sunshine of the window, and Luo Wenzhou's house was a special, top-grade red wine fragrance. Although there was no such thing in the locked wine cabinet for ten thousand years, it was just that people wanted to get drunk and die. inside.

And here is the smell, like the European nobles who did not take a bath in the Middle Ages, tons of spices can not cover its rancid smell.

Fei Du breathed a sigh of silence, and quickly formed **** frost visible to the naked eye. He thought of the endless string of missed calls that he tried to insert / enter in the middle, and bowed his head casually.

After just glancing at Fei Du, he was silent. He frightened the stalking bad guy to pull out the knife, and the first reaction was to quickly plug the phone back into his coat pocket, pretending that nothing had happened. Unexpectedly, Luo Wenzhou at that end seemed to have a thousand miles of eyes. While his cell phone was still hot, he once again dialed it with stitches.

Fei Dushou froze. In the living room of Leng Sensen's villa, there was almost a little sweat behind his back. He took a deep breath before picking up: "Hey ..."

There was a slight pause on the other end of the phone, and then Luo Wenzhou said in a deep voice, "You have been busy for at least 25 minutes."

Fei Du: "I ..."

"Did you call the moon to the moon exploration satellite?"

Fei Du: "..."

Although Fei Du didn't say anything, Luo Wenzhou felt as if through some magical intuition, what happened to him: "Where are you?"

Fei Du: "... over the villa."

"Why do you run there alone?" Luo Wenzhou didn't know what it was, and his voice suddenly changed, "Wait for me there!"

Before Fei Du had time to answer, Luo Wenzhou hung up the phone angrily. Fei Du scratched the tip of his cold nose, feeling that the rotten smell of awakening in the room was blown away by Luo Wenzhou, but the room was not ventilated for a long time, a little stuffy. He turned on the air conditioner and air purifier, which was slightly warm. After coming over, I went straight into the basement.

The dragon pattern on both sides of the staircase is slightly different from the horrifying totem in his dream, probably because the person has grown taller and the perspective has changed. If you want to take a closer look, those dragon faces are bulging, the cheeks are auspiciously fried, two carp-like beards are floating in different postures, and a pair of short horns are on their heads.

Fei Du stared at Xiao Long who was chuckled for a moment. He walked to the basement and opened the door.

The password has been changed to his own. The display has been relocated, and the electric shock chair and home theater covered by Luo Wenzhou with large flannel occupy half of the country. There is no similarity to the one used by Fei Chengyu.

Fei Duman walked aimlessly for three laps in the basement and failed to evoke a bit of memory, so he had to return to the living room and sit down, frowning his eyebrows all at once, vaguely feeling that this matter might require a hypnotist to come solve.

Unfortunately, hypnosis is not a panacea, because some people may not be able to enter hypnosis for life, and Fei Du does not feel that he can relax in front of others ... unless the hypnotist is more handsome than Luo Wenzhou.

At this time, I do n’t know where a demon wind came from, the window snorkeling high, a dead tree at the door was blown to the west by the northwest wind, and the dead branches with the fallen leaves hit the glass windows on the second floor corridor. It seemed that the devil was dancing, Fei Du was shocked by the movement, looked up, and suddenly something passed in his head.

He stood up stupidly, and picked up a decorative crystal ball from the table without knowing where to find a tie, blindfolded himself, and walked back to the staircase in the basement.

When another gust of wind came over, Fei Du gently relaxed his hand, let the crystal ball roll down the stairs, the dull rolling ball mixed with the sound of the branches slap against the window, "when" hit the door of the basement, Blindfolded Fei slowly took a few deep breaths, raised his hand and touched the cold wall of the stairwell.

He remembered ... the day when he sneaked into Fei Chengyu's basement for the first time, it was such a weather, the rolling ball should be whistling north wind, and there was a smell in the air ... what kind of smell?

By the way, it's a cleaner.

That usually means that Fei Chengyu has been at home for a while, so he is also full of fear of the simple action of picking things down the stairs. But Fei Chengyu didn't know what went out at the time, he stood in the stairwell, hesitated for a while, still couldn't help but walk down.

When we took the first step, a strange feeling suddenly struck him like lightning. Fei Du took a moment to look back subconsciously and looked up in a certain direction upstairs, as if someone was watching there. He, then, sounded like an illusionary door in his ear.

Fei Du took off the tie in front of him, and found that he was looking up in the direction of the second-floor bedroom—the one he had lived in while his mother was alive.

Fei Du frowned slowly, thinking, "Have she ever looked at me there?"

But the silent door wouldn't answer him, and Fei Du suddenly realized that his ambiguous memories seemed to be related to his mother except for the part that could not be remembered at all. He continued to walk down, picking up the crystal ball he had dropped, blindfolded again, groping to push the half-opened password door.

The cold crystal ball held his palm, Fei Du remembered, he stood for a while at this "Forbidden Ground", and in the end did not hold back the "Blue Beard's temptation", and the ghost walked in.

When this basement belonged to Fei Chengyu, the furnishings should be fuller and more sophisticated, and it seemed that the smell of the detergent was floating everywhere. There is a thick carpet in the middle of the basement and a circle of sofas on both sides. Now the wall where Fei Du used to place the screen of the home theater had a row of bookcases, and in the corner there was a closet-type safe embedded in the wall. Fei Chengyu blocked it with a painting, which is said to be able to resist earthquakes of magnitude greater than eight.

In front of the bookcase is a large mahogany desk. Fei Du followed the memory, walked to the "desk" that didn't exist, and stretched out his hands in the void-he saw the "picture book plan" on this table "Details.

Zhang Chunjiu, acting captain, brother of major shareholder of "Chunlai Group"; Lu Youliang, Zhang's deputy, fiancee is a teacher in the high school of Ninth Middle School; Pan Yunteng, parents live in a family institution's family home; Yang Zhengfeng, daughter goes to primary school, class is ...

After his vision was blocked by his tie, his thinking seemed to be sharper. The information he had seen on this table was played back in Fei Du's brain with little detail, and his heart suddenly moved-yes, that picture book plan The list of participants is too comprehensive. It contains the identity and relative information of all people. It may only be provided by the inner ghost who was in the city bureau at that time ... Then, according to common sense, the inner ghost seems to be It should be someone other than this material. Otherwise, when he and Fei Chengyu secretly tune the song, is it necessary to add his own material to the mix?

However, this list almost covered all the frontline criminal police of the Municipal Bureau at that time. If it is someone who is not on this list, the relationship is too far away. Can it be called "inner ghost"?

It seems that there is no more explanation.

So ...

Fei Duyan raised his head-it seems that there is only one possibility left. Among these people, Gu Zhao's "inner ghost" killed him, but Fei Chengyu didn't know which one he was!

At this moment, the rapid footsteps suddenly came from the outside, and blindfolded Fei Duo was still immersed in the list of "Book Projects". He didn't return to his mind for a moment. The footsteps coincided with his childhood memories. Fei Du was shocked fiercely. He also looked halfway in amazement at that time, and suddenly heard Fei Chengyu's footsteps coming back, as he was now approaching the basement.

As he walked, he was still on the phone, calm and cruel.

After a lapse of 13 years, Fei Du's pulse and blood pressure responded precisely to this. His entire body was cold, but his heart was covered with some strange and strange emotions. His limbs seemed to be filled with ice, and his palms were soaked with fine sweat. , Breathing involuntarily accelerates.

There is only one door and one exit in the basement. Escaping at this time will undoubtedly make Fei Chengyu close up!

Fei Du remembered that he was too late to hide at that time. In anxiety, he quickly put the documents that had been scrambled on the table back to his own memory, and then leaned into a large bookcase against a small person. Small cabinet.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if already at the door, Fei Du, blindfolded by his tie, stepped back in the direction of the bookcase in his memory, but there was no bookcase there, and he hit the home theater well On the small cupboard next to the screen, the cupboard fell to the side, and the vomiting and calming medicine was scattered in the ground. At the same time, someone kicked open the code door that he didn't close.

For a moment, there seemed to be a string in Fei Du's mind, and he was hooked heavily and shaken, and a "snoring" echoed and exploded near his temple, a piece of memory fragmented from his skull like a bullet. The sound of falling down through the closet coincided with some sound in memory.

Luo Wenzhou, who broke in, saw the medicine bottle rolling down at his feet, reminding Fei Du's bad anecdote, and scared him into a panic.

Luo Wenzhou rushed over and hugged Feidu: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Are you taking those medicines again? Feidu? Feidu, tell me something!"

Luo Wenzhou broke in to forcefully interrupt his memories. Fei Du was still a little dazed for a moment, his pale lips trembled, and then the tie on his eyes was pulled down. Luo Wenzhou seemed to be afraid of losing him. The hoop made him a little hurt.

Luo Wenzhou almost dragged him out of the basement, pressed it on the sofa with the most sunlight, Fei Du raised his hand to cover the light, the blood on his face seemed to be sucked by that strange basement, Luo Wenzhou Pulling his wrist, pinching his chin to face him, his face was somber: "I said I didn't say, so you don't run around?"

Fei Du stared at him for a moment, and suddenly pulled Luo Wenzhou's collar, pressed him on the sofa, and bowed his head and kissed him.

Luo Wenzhou didn't know where this sudden good treatment came from, hesitated a little, he quickly reached out to hold Fei Du, feeling the anxiety that the other party couldn't tell the truth, and almost put him in the sofa. Luo Wenzhou grasped Fei Du's neck with one hand, and lightly rubbed his head, and at the same time, he struck his head hard: "Breathing ... can't breathe, baby."

Fei Du moved slowly, and then he kissed Luo Wenzhou's earlobe gently. Luo Wenzhou took a breath and felt that his waist was half-waisted. He lifted his hand and pulled Fei Fu, who was about to leave, back: "Don't you finish it?" "

Fei Du: "What do you want?"

Luo Wenzhou stared at him and licked the corner of his mouth.

"Take it away," Feidu waved his hand very generously, "connect with one another, buy one, get one free, don't need to change."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

He was speechless for a moment, carefully rehearsing this sentence, and his ears were a little hot.

The mineral water in the villa was out of date, and the two had to find a kettle to boil. Fei Du did not know where to pull out an old Pu'er tea cake and knocked a few bubbles with a cone to drink.

"I just remembered that for the first time I accidentally drilled into Fei Chengyu's basement. He happened to be back in the middle. I drilled into the small cabinet under the bookcase, but he didn't actually come in at that time, because he seemed to have just arrived. At the door, my mother was sick upstairs, and frantically didn't know what was broken, Fei Chengyu cursed and hurried out. "Fei Du action washed the tea skillfully, and then soaked in the first water, rich The tea soup quickly smelled. He took out the tea strainer and poured himself and Luo Wenzhou a glass. "I ran away."

Luo Wenzhou: "What about your mother?"

Fei Du was silent for a while, turning his hot tea cup with his fingers: "I don't know, I hid in the room, I didn't dare to see-didn't you go to pick up the land bureau, how?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Luo Wenzhou was incapable of saying everything. He leaned back and leaned back, and it took a while for him to talk about this subversive view. "Now it's not clear. Something Tao Ran will send me a letter. No The news is the best news. "

"Speakers ..." Fei Du shook the tea cup thoughtfully. "So, they came to me before, it should be theirs."

Luo Wenzhou almost bounced off the sofa: "What?"

Fei Du pondered his own affairs, did not notice Luo Wenzhou's face, and said absently, "When I just went out, I met a taxi driver who should be waiting for me ... uh ..."

Luo Wenzhou grabbed his collar, checked him from head to toe, and found that even an extra thread did not fly out. When relieved, Luo Wenzhou burned a fire from the soles of his feet to the top of his head: "I let Be careful, you **** me when I talk! Fei Du tells you that if you ... you ... "

He was so angry that he forgot his words.

Fei Du blinked for a moment, holding Luo Wenzhou's leaping hands with his hands together, palms closed, and a pair of peach eyes bent recklessly: "Brother, I love you."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Every time I come to this set, I am too lazy to change it!

Immediately, Fei Du took a slightly positive look: "My people followed, but the driver told me that I had met his 'teacher'."

"I got a message on my way to you," Luo Wenzhou said. "Zhang Ju said that the second album project was not named by him. Now the investigation team's attention has shifted to Yangong University, especially ..."

"My grumpy mentor?" Fei Du asked.

"Do you remember that I told you Chen Zhen's report letter?" Luo Wenzhou said, "If you can directly deliver to it, there must be a channel for discourse. Teacher Pan once worked as a criminal police officer, and later became an authority in the industry. He has this channel-and he has shown extraordinary interest in some topics left by Fan Siyuan, even written in internal textbooks ... "

Luo Wenzhou gave a slight meal and shook his head: "Say you've met that person, will it be him?"

"No, it shouldn't be," Fei Du thought for a while, then, as if he had made up his mind, looked up, "Lao Luo, I may need you to help me."