Chapter 16

Wu Song bought a bouquet of flowers and wanted to go to the funeral home to see his brother Wu Dalang. To be precise, he wanted to ask his sister-in-law to go with him, but Pan Jinlian said that the business was too busy and could not leave. Wu Song had to go alone. The weather was gloomy, and the clouds were pressed down very low. Piles of black blue clouds hung in the sky, as if they were smeared with red and blue pencils a few times. A soapberry tree stood alone in the distance, like a tired and frustrated traveler. Everything in front of him looked like a kind of indescribable depression.

The person guarding the funeral home was a thin old man. He led Wu Song around the urchin hall and came to a metal rack near the window to the south. No. 514, the king of cooked cakes. His hand pointed at the metal rack, his voice was hoarse, and Wu Song put the flowers on his hand. He looked at the portrait of his brother Wu Dalang for a long time, his eyes were wet. Thinking of the thousands of benefits he had done to him in front of him, he couldn't help it for a while. He bit his lips and sobbed softly and sighed: Alas, as the saying goes, good people don't live long...

Before leaving the funeral home, the thin old man called Wu Song, and wanted to say something but stopped. Wu Song stood there for a while, and neither of them spoke. The scene seemed a little awkward for a moment. The thin old man seemed to have finally made up his mind and spoke: I shouldn't have said some things, your brother Wu Dalang died injustice. Wu Song seemed to have been hit by a stick on his head. A buzzing sound, a fact in his premonition was approaching him: What did you say? My brother... how did he die?

The old man in the skinny smacked his lips and said: He was torn to death by a car. This is right, but the person who ranted to death was a third party. Wu Song asked: Are you talking about Ximen Qing? The old man in the skinny said: Who is he? But I heard that this matter is not serious. I also heard that your sister-in-law Pan Jinlian has a bad style... a decent Wu Song asked: Who did you hear about this? The old man in the skinny shook his head and said he couldn't remember it. He didn't continue to say it deeper. Next, no matter how Wu Song asked, the old man in the skinny was silent and anxious. He finally pointed out to Wu Song: There are two people who know the most about this matter, one is Wang Po and the other is Yun Ge'er. If you really want to find out the facts, you have to ask them.

Wu Song left the funeral home and found Yun Ge'er near Lion Street. At that time, Yun Ge'er was playing a game console in a computer city. He was playing hard and suddenly broke. He lowered his head and looked at it. It was time for the time of the game. His hand took the sign in his pocket, but his pocket was empty and there was nothing. Then he remembered that he had played all the money on his body for the whole morning. He was a little depressed and walked out with his head in his arms. As soon as he walked to the gate of the computer city, he was patted on his shoulder. Yun Ge'er turned his head and saw that the person who was photographing him was Wu Song, an international student.

Yun Ge'er had no money to spend, and was very unhappy. Just as he was about to have an attack, he suddenly realized that Wu Song was an international student, and his waist bag must be bulging. He was a rich man. Don't offend him easily, so he burst into tears and laughed. He sang to Wu Song and pulled Yun Ge'er aside, and deceived him with the words he heard from the old man in the funeral home. Yun Ge'er had seen the style of the world, and stroked his fingers repeatedly, doing the action of counting the money: How much information fee should he pay?

Wu Song wanted to punch the little hooligan, but it would be impossible to be reckless. He took out his wallet from his pocket, ordered two hundred-dollar bills and handed them over. Yun Ge'er learned from the scene of the gangster boss in the movie, bounced his fingers on the banknotes, and then said with a smile: Just this? If I ask me to provide important information, I have to ask me to make a meal, right? Wu Song smiled helplessly and led Yun Ge'er to a nearby restaurant. When he arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, Yun Ge'er refused to enter and proposed to go to Mong Kok Seafood City. It was a high-consumption occasion. Wu Song gritted his teeth. Anyway, he had to spend money once, just pretend that he was bitten by a dog and spent money to get an injection.

Yun Ge'er ordered a lobster, a plate of big crab, a plate of blue-clothed shells, a plate of steamed white croquettes, a pound of cocktail shrimp, and a snake three times. He raised his head and asked Wu Song: It's almost done? You treat me, if it's not enough, you order it again. Wu Song secretly settled the accounts. These dishes would cost at least four or five hundred yuan. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that Yun Ge'er said, "If it's not enough, order it again, order it again!"

Xinchen thought so, but on the surface he still had to pretend to be smiling. Fortunately, as a Chinese, Wu Song was used to this, and he smiled and said: Eat first, eat like a cadre, don't worry, if you don't have enough food, you can order it again

At a Hongmen banquet, I finally got some trouble from Yun Ge'er. Sure enough, Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qingqing had already hooked up and became a traitor. According to Yun Ge'er, almost everyone knows this Luo Manshi between Xi and Pan. Everyone turns a blind eye and does not pay the information fee. Perhaps no one wants to say it, Wu Song was so angry that he was trembling all over. Yun Ge'er thought he was shivering and asked: Second Brother Wu, what's going on? I feel uncomfortable?

Wu Song didn't answer him, and took a sip of wine and said: Yun Ge'er, then go to court to sue, I want to ask you to testify. Yun Ge'er waved his hands repeatedly: It's unsuccessful, Brother Qing is a good friend, why can I sue him in court? Wu Song said: I'll pay you money. Yun Ge'er said: You can consider paying money, but you have to see how much money it costs. Wu Song knew that it would be meaningless to continue like this, so he was not too long-winded. He took a few sips of rice, called to pay the bill, and then left in a hurry. He now wants to go to the People's Court and rely on the weapons of the law to seek justice for his brother Wu Dalang.

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