No. 46 Xinhua Street, the east room on the fourth floor, was lit and the two windows were dim.
Chen Jin, who was on the turn, brought a bowl of plain noodles into the house, placed it in front of Cheng Nianzhang, and advised in a gentle tone:
Take some, this one is fine if you open your mouth, and you can't miss anything. There is no need to do a hunger strike... And it will take 48 hours to wait for a while. After you go out, even if you worry about today, if you want to eat this bite in our yard, it will probably be difficult to eat it again.
This is a joke, and it is also a questioning technique that can restrain and release, aiming to break through the psychological guardianship of the examinee.
After hearing this, Cheng Nianzhang ignored it and looked at the steaming bowl at his hand indifferently. Suddenly, he remembered the red soup Ao Stove that Luo Shengsheng made for himself before going to the hospital.
In my impression, the appearance of the noodles on the table is definitely much better than the one on the table.
But at that time, I was worried about something else and whispered the chopsticks twice. I drank the hot soup without knowing the taste, but I was just perfunctory and enjoyed it. I didn't have time to finish it.
Just a few thin noodles, this man didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, he would eventually become the only surplus grain left in his stomach, who had not been in his grain of rice for a while.
If I had known it, I would have finished it calmly, and maybe I could make the woman happier and save some old debts in the future.
Cheng Nianzhang regretted it so much and secretly laughed at himself in his heart.
Due to the sudden decrease in exercise volume, the old Wanguo on a man’s wrist cannot be naturally wound, so he may occasionally be inaccurate when walking.
Just now, when Chen Jin mentioned the time, he lowered his head and glanced at the pointer in the disc. Seeing that it was about ten minutes before midnight, it suddenly burst out outside the window, and a red purple appeared in the sky, which made the man's firm face and quickly dyed the ever-changing glimmer.
He turned around and looked at it, and then he realized that it was a grand night show.
Where did you come from the generous work? It’s not a festival. I’m really free when I pick a cannon at this time.
Chen Jin swallowed his late-night snack, and said this with his colleague who was taking notes.
When the other party heard this, he glanced at Cheng Nianzhang, who seemed to be distracted. Seeing that he didn't look like he could pry his mouth open, he pressed off the recorder, leaned back and stretched out, and replied leisurely:
At lunch, I heard from a colleague of the urban management downstairs that a man named Lin came to do the record and said that it was for celebrating his girlfriend's birthday, which was quite stylish.
oh?With such a big show, how many firefighters have to squat underneath?Just to make a woman happy...
Chen Jin stopped halfway through his speech.
He is now seconded to participate in a special anti-gang campaign, and has the task of internal purging. He will naturally be somewhat professionally sensitive to suspected corruption or protection incidents:
What is the other party’s name?At the moment of the Two Sessions, all regions are cautious, and Ancheng is still a focus on the target. How could the superiors approve of such extravagance?
The name is Lin Yu, Shuangmulin, and the king Zhou Gongjin, should be the one who serves on behalf of others.The back mountain is private land, and the suburbs cannot help burning. In fact, they can let go if they want, but they came here to say hello to the urban management. It is already quite a rule-based approach to doing things.
Lin Yu?This name sounds familiar, and seems to have heard it somewhere.
Chen Jin pouted and rubbed his chin. There was a new stubble there, and he was stunned when he touched it. It was proof that he came overnight and slept for endless sleep.
Just as they were exhausted and the chat was about to end, a hoarse and low voice suddenly penetrated into the side.
Lin Yu is Song Yuanzhe’s personal assistant, and Song Yuanzhe is Song Yi’s younger brother.
Slap!
Hearing that Cheng Nianzhang suddenly spoke, the recording pen on the stage was immediately pressed to turn on again.
The two policemen reacted sharply, looked at each other tacitly, and sat down one after another, instantly changing their state, looking at the suddenly depressed man in front of them with a serious expression:
oh?How much do you know about him?If possible, you might as well talk to us casually and tell us about the anecdotes of the Song brothers. How about it?
Oh, nothing is wrong.
……
Guantang, 15th floor.
At this time, in the huge bedroom, Song Yuanzhe was lazily trapped in the couch chair, holding a painted silver rabbit head ornament and playing with it aimlessly.
At the other end of the bed, Rashen sat far away from him, lowering his mind quietly and dullly, facing his eyes to the tip of his shoes, like a sculpture of meditating, without saying anything for a long time.
Have you figured it out?Do I want me to explain it to you again?
The man smiled slightly, and his tone was frivolous after gaining power.
Luo Shengsheng heard the question and shook his head gently.
No, I just believe the explanation he gave me personally.
He refers to Cheng Nianzhang.
oh?That would be a bit difficult, and you probably won't see him in the short term.Even if the Commission for Discipline Inspection is willing to let it go, the police are waiting in a hurry.Intentional homicide is a serious crime. The man surnamed Bian has no motive for committing the crime in theory. Besides, he is from a security background. No matter how he looks at it... he is just a thug who is hired by a thug.Everyone understands the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king. According to normal logic, who do you think the police will determine now? Who is the more suspicious of the commander?
you.
whispering sound!Song Yuanzhe couldn't help but throw away the ornaments and put them on his forehead. He couldn't help but be amused by her childishness and stubbornness: Sing, you have no limits. You have to come up with evidence to say such words. What?Do you have it in your hands?
Of course she didn't.
Luo Shengsheng took a deep breath, and tried his best to support his upper body with both hands. He pinched his five fingers slightly, and spread out from the palm of his palm on the soft sheet, grabbing two large and small folds.
You do this and only make me feel more disgusted, more afraid, and more want to escape.Even if Cheng Nianzhang is gone, whether I am alone or someone else can live with me, it is impossible for me to come back to you.So why bother?For something that is hopeless and creating so many karma for yourself, aren’t you really afraid of retribution?
What kind of retribution are you afraid of?You don't want me anymore, and you're alive is just counting your life by counting your fingers. Haha, it's meaningless...
Song Yuanzhe twisted his fingers and looked down at him. Although his tone was scattered, it was still at the end of the conversation, revealing a little bit of his own background, which was not like a joke.
Then if I promised to live with you, can you let him go?
Let him go?
Hearing the words, the man suddenly clenched his fingers, clenched his fists, and his eyes immediately became sharp:
It would be even more boring if you want to exchange cards with me so clearly.
Otherwise?If you want to continue the talk, you should give each other a little hope, right?If everyone is like you, this is not OK, that is not OK, what else can we talk about?Nothing can be reached.
When Luo Shengsheng said this, he reached out to cover his lower abdomen, rubbed and pressed it a few times, trying to relieve some sudden pain.
After being caught off guard by Song Yuanzhe, Luo Shengsheng's mind was always in a daze. The past jumped out one after another, real and fake, and all hatreds and loves Ah seemed to have become empty and exhausted.
But she is not a person who likes to drown.
No matter what Cheng Nianzhang did in the past, or whether he had really used those tricks to frame Luo Xi to wash away revenge, she loved him, and she didn't want him to disappear from the world. This idea never gave in at any time.
In this way, after clarifying his belief, Luo Shengsheng gritted his teeth and temporarily held back the misunderstanding, silently urged himself, and his five fingers bent slightly to tighten the material, calmed down and continued to speak:
I see your reaction outside the door just now, I should have just sent someone to follow me outside the hospital and I have never learned about my specific situation with the doctor.Actually...well... Actually...
Song Yuanzhe sat upright, his eyes shifted lightly, and he was attracted by her pain and his stammering words.
Actually, what?
Well... I was pregnant with this child in my belly. You asked before if Cheng Nianzhang didn't want to give birth, so he didn't tell me it.Actually, it’s not. They are all men. His ideas are not much different from you. They are afraid that I will be fickle and will one day try to escape, so they are worried about gains and losses, hoping to use a child as shackles to trap me... Speaking of this, probably because he remembered some old things. Luo Shengsheng couldn’t help but sucked his nose with a sneer. After erasing his tears, he cursed in secret: Haha, I’m stupid.
When Cheng Nianzhang was in India, he hugged her in the middle of the night and talked about his imagination about his children.
The dead man said that he prefers to have a daughter, which is better to be more beautiful and smart; if he is like her, his temper is like heaven and earth, it doesn't matter. He was born to be the most...
Anyway, it is so convincing that it is as if you go out to buy vegetables and can still pick and choose.
If he is not stupid, then what is it?
Since he wants it, why should you hide it?
Song Yuanzhe didn't like how she looked when she talked about Cheng Nianzhang.
Too dazzling.
So he blurted out this sentence without thinking about it, his voice full of harshness, and there was a vague envy and jealousy that he would never want to admit.
Because it was awkward when I was pregnant, I won the prize in mid-January, so I kept holding it in my mind before and didn't tell Cheng Nian Zhangming.Now his nominal father is going to be sent to jail by you. Whether the child will induce labor or protect the fetus, this decision... Yuanzhe, who should I ask for to help decide?
After saying that, Luo Shengsheng smiled and looked at the window, his expression showing a hint of tragic in his determination.
She has no bargaining chips to push anymore. Child is the last trump card she can draw in this gambling game tonight.
There is no choice for success or failure, and there is no way to retreat.
After digesting the meaning of the words, Song Yuanzhe looked at her with a dull pupil for a while, with a moment of slow expression. Then, with a deep breath, he leaned forward, covered his face with his elbow, sat stiffly, and pondered for a long time.
Shengsheng, I don’t like what you are now and become unlovely at all.
I was not cute at first. I used to pretend to be the way you like, pretending to be stupid and stupid all day long, just saying things I don’t want to say, doing things I don’t like to do, and having to endure the dirty things I want to sleep with you... Oh, it’s really disgusting.
I feel disgusted while keeping my child. Isn’t it contradictory?
When the man asked the end of his question, his tone became lower and lower until he became colder, which was a portrayal of his murderous heart.
I saw him stand up from the couch with his legs bent, and while walking, he took off his cufflinks with a gloomy look and threw them towards the wall.
Finally approached the end of the bed, the belt on his pants was ripped off by him, like a boy holding a whip at the sheep, and slammed the edge of the bed that was empty at Rashensheng's hand.
Ah！
The girl covered her ears and screamed. Out of self-protection instinct, she reacted, panicked and immediately got up, thinking about escaping.
However, before the legs could stand firm, the other party caught his hands.
Song Yuanzhe immediately pursed his lips and pinched her wrist bone to death. He pushed Luo Shengsheng's entire upper body back despite the struggle in his hand. When she was completely trapped in the soft bed, he looked for an opportunity to kneel down, rode his legs, and pressed the person under him like a dead fish.
Song Yuanzhe!what are you up to?Are you going to rape me?
The man unbuttoned his hand and said disdainfully:
Haha, what about it?
Chen Jin, who was on the turn, brought a bowl of plain noodles into the house, placed it in front of Cheng Nianzhang, and advised in a gentle tone:
Take some, this one is fine if you open your mouth, and you can't miss anything. There is no need to do a hunger strike... And it will take 48 hours to wait for a while. After you go out, even if you worry about today, if you want to eat this bite in our yard, it will probably be difficult to eat it again.
This is a joke, and it is also a questioning technique that can restrain and release, aiming to break through the psychological guardianship of the examinee.
After hearing this, Cheng Nianzhang ignored it and looked at the steaming bowl at his hand indifferently. Suddenly, he remembered the red soup Ao Stove that Luo Shengsheng made for himself before going to the hospital.
In my impression, the appearance of the noodles on the table is definitely much better than the one on the table.
But at that time, I was worried about something else and whispered the chopsticks twice. I drank the hot soup without knowing the taste, but I was just perfunctory and enjoyed it. I didn't have time to finish it.
Just a few thin noodles, this man didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, he would eventually become the only surplus grain left in his stomach, who had not been in his grain of rice for a while.
If I had known it, I would have finished it calmly, and maybe I could make the woman happier and save some old debts in the future.
Cheng Nianzhang regretted it so much and secretly laughed at himself in his heart.
Due to the sudden decrease in exercise volume, the old Wanguo on a man’s wrist cannot be naturally wound, so he may occasionally be inaccurate when walking.
Just now, when Chen Jin mentioned the time, he lowered his head and glanced at the pointer in the disc. Seeing that it was about ten minutes before midnight, it suddenly burst out outside the window, and a red purple appeared in the sky, which made the man's firm face and quickly dyed the ever-changing glimmer.
He turned around and looked at it, and then he realized that it was a grand night show.
Where did you come from the generous work? It’s not a festival. I’m really free when I pick a cannon at this time.
Chen Jin swallowed his late-night snack, and said this with his colleague who was taking notes.
When the other party heard this, he glanced at Cheng Nianzhang, who seemed to be distracted. Seeing that he didn't look like he could pry his mouth open, he pressed off the recorder, leaned back and stretched out, and replied leisurely:
At lunch, I heard from a colleague of the urban management downstairs that a man named Lin came to do the record and said that it was for celebrating his girlfriend's birthday, which was quite stylish.
oh?With such a big show, how many firefighters have to squat underneath?Just to make a woman happy...
Chen Jin stopped halfway through his speech.
He is now seconded to participate in a special anti-gang campaign, and has the task of internal purging. He will naturally be somewhat professionally sensitive to suspected corruption or protection incidents:
What is the other party’s name?At the moment of the Two Sessions, all regions are cautious, and Ancheng is still a focus on the target. How could the superiors approve of such extravagance?
The name is Lin Yu, Shuangmulin, and the king Zhou Gongjin, should be the one who serves on behalf of others.The back mountain is private land, and the suburbs cannot help burning. In fact, they can let go if they want, but they came here to say hello to the urban management. It is already quite a rule-based approach to doing things.
Lin Yu?This name sounds familiar, and seems to have heard it somewhere.
Chen Jin pouted and rubbed his chin. There was a new stubble there, and he was stunned when he touched it. It was proof that he came overnight and slept for endless sleep.
Just as they were exhausted and the chat was about to end, a hoarse and low voice suddenly penetrated into the side.
Lin Yu is Song Yuanzhe’s personal assistant, and Song Yuanzhe is Song Yi’s younger brother.
Slap!
Hearing that Cheng Nianzhang suddenly spoke, the recording pen on the stage was immediately pressed to turn on again.
The two policemen reacted sharply, looked at each other tacitly, and sat down one after another, instantly changing their state, looking at the suddenly depressed man in front of them with a serious expression:
oh?How much do you know about him?If possible, you might as well talk to us casually and tell us about the anecdotes of the Song brothers. How about it?
Oh, nothing is wrong.
……
Guantang, 15th floor.
At this time, in the huge bedroom, Song Yuanzhe was lazily trapped in the couch chair, holding a painted silver rabbit head ornament and playing with it aimlessly.
At the other end of the bed, Rashen sat far away from him, lowering his mind quietly and dullly, facing his eyes to the tip of his shoes, like a sculpture of meditating, without saying anything for a long time.
Have you figured it out?Do I want me to explain it to you again?
The man smiled slightly, and his tone was frivolous after gaining power.
Luo Shengsheng heard the question and shook his head gently.
No, I just believe the explanation he gave me personally.
He refers to Cheng Nianzhang.
oh?That would be a bit difficult, and you probably won't see him in the short term.Even if the Commission for Discipline Inspection is willing to let it go, the police are waiting in a hurry.Intentional homicide is a serious crime. The man surnamed Bian has no motive for committing the crime in theory. Besides, he is from a security background. No matter how he looks at it... he is just a thug who is hired by a thug.Everyone understands the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king. According to normal logic, who do you think the police will determine now? Who is the more suspicious of the commander?
you.
whispering sound!Song Yuanzhe couldn't help but throw away the ornaments and put them on his forehead. He couldn't help but be amused by her childishness and stubbornness: Sing, you have no limits. You have to come up with evidence to say such words. What?Do you have it in your hands?
Of course she didn't.
Luo Shengsheng took a deep breath, and tried his best to support his upper body with both hands. He pinched his five fingers slightly, and spread out from the palm of his palm on the soft sheet, grabbing two large and small folds.
You do this and only make me feel more disgusted, more afraid, and more want to escape.Even if Cheng Nianzhang is gone, whether I am alone or someone else can live with me, it is impossible for me to come back to you.So why bother?For something that is hopeless and creating so many karma for yourself, aren’t you really afraid of retribution?
What kind of retribution are you afraid of?You don't want me anymore, and you're alive is just counting your life by counting your fingers. Haha, it's meaningless...
Song Yuanzhe twisted his fingers and looked down at him. Although his tone was scattered, it was still at the end of the conversation, revealing a little bit of his own background, which was not like a joke.
Then if I promised to live with you, can you let him go?
Let him go?
Hearing the words, the man suddenly clenched his fingers, clenched his fists, and his eyes immediately became sharp:
It would be even more boring if you want to exchange cards with me so clearly.
Otherwise?If you want to continue the talk, you should give each other a little hope, right?If everyone is like you, this is not OK, that is not OK, what else can we talk about?Nothing can be reached.
When Luo Shengsheng said this, he reached out to cover his lower abdomen, rubbed and pressed it a few times, trying to relieve some sudden pain.
After being caught off guard by Song Yuanzhe, Luo Shengsheng's mind was always in a daze. The past jumped out one after another, real and fake, and all hatreds and loves Ah seemed to have become empty and exhausted.
But she is not a person who likes to drown.
No matter what Cheng Nianzhang did in the past, or whether he had really used those tricks to frame Luo Xi to wash away revenge, she loved him, and she didn't want him to disappear from the world. This idea never gave in at any time.
In this way, after clarifying his belief, Luo Shengsheng gritted his teeth and temporarily held back the misunderstanding, silently urged himself, and his five fingers bent slightly to tighten the material, calmed down and continued to speak:
I see your reaction outside the door just now, I should have just sent someone to follow me outside the hospital and I have never learned about my specific situation with the doctor.Actually...well... Actually...
Song Yuanzhe sat upright, his eyes shifted lightly, and he was attracted by her pain and his stammering words.
Actually, what?
Well... I was pregnant with this child in my belly. You asked before if Cheng Nianzhang didn't want to give birth, so he didn't tell me it.Actually, it’s not. They are all men. His ideas are not much different from you. They are afraid that I will be fickle and will one day try to escape, so they are worried about gains and losses, hoping to use a child as shackles to trap me... Speaking of this, probably because he remembered some old things. Luo Shengsheng couldn’t help but sucked his nose with a sneer. After erasing his tears, he cursed in secret: Haha, I’m stupid.
When Cheng Nianzhang was in India, he hugged her in the middle of the night and talked about his imagination about his children.
The dead man said that he prefers to have a daughter, which is better to be more beautiful and smart; if he is like her, his temper is like heaven and earth, it doesn't matter. He was born to be the most...
Anyway, it is so convincing that it is as if you go out to buy vegetables and can still pick and choose.
If he is not stupid, then what is it?
Since he wants it, why should you hide it?
Song Yuanzhe didn't like how she looked when she talked about Cheng Nianzhang.
Too dazzling.
So he blurted out this sentence without thinking about it, his voice full of harshness, and there was a vague envy and jealousy that he would never want to admit.
Because it was awkward when I was pregnant, I won the prize in mid-January, so I kept holding it in my mind before and didn't tell Cheng Nian Zhangming.Now his nominal father is going to be sent to jail by you. Whether the child will induce labor or protect the fetus, this decision... Yuanzhe, who should I ask for to help decide?
After saying that, Luo Shengsheng smiled and looked at the window, his expression showing a hint of tragic in his determination.
She has no bargaining chips to push anymore. Child is the last trump card she can draw in this gambling game tonight.
There is no choice for success or failure, and there is no way to retreat.
After digesting the meaning of the words, Song Yuanzhe looked at her with a dull pupil for a while, with a moment of slow expression. Then, with a deep breath, he leaned forward, covered his face with his elbow, sat stiffly, and pondered for a long time.
Shengsheng, I don’t like what you are now and become unlovely at all.
I was not cute at first. I used to pretend to be the way you like, pretending to be stupid and stupid all day long, just saying things I don’t want to say, doing things I don’t like to do, and having to endure the dirty things I want to sleep with you... Oh, it’s really disgusting.
I feel disgusted while keeping my child. Isn’t it contradictory?
When the man asked the end of his question, his tone became lower and lower until he became colder, which was a portrayal of his murderous heart.
I saw him stand up from the couch with his legs bent, and while walking, he took off his cufflinks with a gloomy look and threw them towards the wall.
Finally approached the end of the bed, the belt on his pants was ripped off by him, like a boy holding a whip at the sheep, and slammed the edge of the bed that was empty at Rashensheng's hand.
Ah！
The girl covered her ears and screamed. Out of self-protection instinct, she reacted, panicked and immediately got up, thinking about escaping.
However, before the legs could stand firm, the other party caught his hands.
Song Yuanzhe immediately pursed his lips and pinched her wrist bone to death. He pushed Luo Shengsheng's entire upper body back despite the struggle in his hand. When she was completely trapped in the soft bed, he looked for an opportunity to kneel down, rode his legs, and pressed the person under him like a dead fish.
Song Yuanzhe!what are you up to?Are you going to rape me?
The man unbuttoned his hand and said disdainfully:
Haha, what about it?
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