Silent Reading Chapter 154: Edmund Dantes (25)

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After the fog of self-deception, that suffocated face finally revealed the dusty truth unobstructed.

Fei Chengyu buckled the other end of the metal ring around the woman's thin neck, squatted down, and asked him very gently: "Baby, who gave you the password?"

The boy's pale complexion was like a ghostly ceramic doll, as if he had lost the ability to speak.

He was once so cowardly, so feeble, and his limbs were all furnishings. He couldn't grasp his own destiny, and couldn't get out of other people's prisons.

"What did you hear?" Fei Chengyu put a fishy hand through the boy's hair. "A good boy shouldn't listen to an adult. I know you didn't mean it--you didn't mean it, did you? "

Fei Du remembered that stupid boy shook his head subconsciously.

Why shake your head? Fei Du thought, if a person can look back in time and face to face with his past self, then the first thing he has to do is to screw off the boy's head.

Of all the deep negative feelings in the world, the hatred of the weak and incompetent self is always the most intense and hardest, so that people are often unable to bear it, so they always turn to blame other people and things. .

Fei Chengyu saw him shook his head slightly, then smiled, pointing to the woman who was covered in glass **** on the ground and said: "The children didn’t make mistakes on purpose. Yes, shall we punish her?"

Fei Duben didn't dare to look at her eyes, but he was still forced to see her. Her eyes were as dim and numb as usual, like a lifeless corpse, who kissed him briskly that day, as if only he imagined The hallucinations coming out.

Fei Chengyu waved at him, but Fei couldn't help backing up. The man became impatient, so he closed the metal ring around the boy's neck-two buckles, buckled in two. On the neck, one end is tight, the other end can be loosened a little, and the control lies in the pale and weak hands of Tip Du.

As long as he clenches his fist, he can be free from the unbearable suffocation, and this action has almost become his reflection in countless repeated strengthening and training.

Why would he forget how he got into the basement?

Why does he obscure all the memories related to his mother?

Why is the woman in his dream always full of resentment?

Why can that suffocating face be placed on anyone and disturb his sleep at any time?

"Fei Du, Fei Du!"

Fei Du's body was shaking horribly, and Luo Wenzhou shook him abruptly. Fei Du suddenly recovered, and then it seemed that someone was pinching his neck, and he was choking and breathing.

Luo Wenzhou didn’t expect that he would have such a big reaction in his two questions. He was frightened for a while. Hearing this heart-piercing voice, Luo Wenzhou suspected that he was going to cough up his lungs, so he couldn’t help but go. Touching his throat, who knows he stretched out his hand and touched it lightly. Fei Du shook his spirit and pushed him abruptly, staggering two steps under his feet, kneeling embarrassedly in the coffee table and teacup that had fallen to the ground.

For a moment, Luo Wenzhou felt that almost intense shadows flashed through his slightly lighter eyes, like a monster that had been sealed for many years, seeing blood.

Luo Wenzhou held his breath and carefully followed Fei Du to squat down. He stretched out a hand at him in fright and shook it in front of his eyes: "Baby, it's me."

The eyelashes at the end of Fei Du's eyes are longer than elsewhere, and they are slightly wetted with cold sweat. The corners of the eyes are drawn particularly dark and slender, as if they were carved by the tip of a knife. The look in his eyes was like a sharp knife, and he paused for a while on Luo Wenzhou's approaching hand. Fei Du's soul seemed to have just returned to his position. He lowered his gaze slightly, letting Luo Wenzhou's hand rest on his shoulder.

Luo Wenzhou stroked his arm lightly, feeling that the muscles of his arm, which he was too lazy to raise, were tense: "Say something to me."

Fei Du opened his mouth, and there was a burst of blood in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Then I..." Luo Wenzhou was a little at a loss. Then, his eyes fell on Fei Du's bloodless lips. He blurted out, "Shall I give you a kiss at the head office?"

After he finished speaking, he also felt that this sounded rather unreasonable, but he was inconvenienced to go back to make up for it. He simply grabbed Fei Du’s arm and pulled the person over, and paused very close to the opponent. Looking at Fei Du's eyes, the pupils seemed to be slightly enlarged, and then they seemed to recognize him, and soon they struggled to forcibly calm down.

Luo Wenzhou sighed and patrolled his forehead, nose and lips.

Fei Du closed his eyes and pressed the rapid breathing extremely low and extremely slowly. He was used to this, always restrained, always restrained, never caring about how he felt, but judged himself by the reaction of others how.

He even tried to smile at Luo Wenzhou, which made Luo Wenzhou even more frightened.

"Fei...cough, Fei Chengyu brought someone and went straight to the basement after entering the door. They came too fast. My mother tried to stop, but it didn't work." Fei Du said hoarsely, "I Hearing the movement, hearing them talking, once again quickly put everything back into place and hid in the cupboard, thinking that this time I could get there too, but I neglected a little."

"What?"

"I touched his computer, Fei Chengyu reached out and found that his laptop was hot."

Luo Wenzhou said how it resembled a spy movie. He rubbed Fei Du's wrist and asked softly: "Did you remember?"

"I’m only ten years old. Fei Chengyu didn’t believe that I got the password. My mother tried to stop him from outside the basement that day. So Fei Chengyu thought she was the one who tricked me to go to the basement. She is no longer'obedient'." Fei Du held his throat as if he wanted to cough again, and then forced his way back. "In front of outsiders, the pet he raised actually rebelled. Fei Chengyu was very angry that day. Kill her."

"In front of outsiders...with you?" Luo Wenzhou asked softly, "You forgot that memory because of this?"

Fei Du didn’t want to lie to him, but he didn’t want to talk about it, so he didn’t answer the conversation and changed the subject abruptly. He said, “The person Fei Chengyu brought home is very tall—Fei Chengyu is more than one meter tall. Eight, that man is a half head taller than him. He is thirty or forty years old. He wears a pair of eyes and has a mole on the corner of his eye. I have only seen this man once."

Luo Wenzhou's heart was jammed with a thousand questions. After hearing this, he had to let them line up: "Wear glasses, there is a mole at the corner of his eye, are you sure?"

As he said, he hurriedly took out his cell phone, ignored the missed call, and called up a file taken by the cell phone, zooming in on the blurry one-inch photo: "Is this this person? "

Fei Du saw the clearly marked "Fan Siyuan" on the resume next to the photo.

"I turned to this one with a photo in the archives, and I took it secretly," Luo Wenzhou paused briefly, "Wait—have you not seen the list and detailed information of the people who participated in the album project? Lian Lao You know which elementary school Yang's daughter goes to. Have you never seen a picture of Fan Siyuan?"

"No," Fei Du slowly shook his head, but countless thoughts quickly turned in his mind, "No—the document contains detailed information about Brother Zhang, the work unit of the land bureau’s fiancée, and even Teacher Pan’s parents’ Address...but without Fan Siyuan, the name seems to be only mentioned in the introduction of the leader of the album project."

In other words, in the materials that the inner ghost provided to Fei Chengyu, only the part about Fan Siyuan was kept simple!

"You said it was winter," Luo Wenzhou asked, "Are you sure it's this season?"

"OK, I'm on winter vacation." Fei Du raised his head, "When did Fan Siyuan jump into the sea?"

"Before the Gregorian calendar," Luo Wenzhou simply sat on the floor, "In other words, Fan Siyuan was really not dead back then, and he was still in contact with Fei Chengyu!"

That organization collected countless fugitive wanted criminals like Lu Guosheng, and Fan Siyuan was also a fugitive wanted suspect at the time!

"What did they say in the basement?"

Fei Du closed his eyes.

"It is not difficult to master them completely," the man with glasses said slowly, "Do you know how to boil an eagle? If you want to tame it, you must weaken it first. Don't feel distressed. It is necessary to be hungry properly. ."

Fei Chengyu asked: "Hungry?"

"You fed it too full, Mr. Fei, over time, it will be insatiable. If the tools are not obedient, it will be polished properly. How can the sharpener be afraid of cutting the knife?" The man laughed coldly. "You know I have some people on hand, but not many. If you want me to do this for you, you have to give me more support."

Fei Chengyu laughed: "Your manpower...what do you say? When you were a knight, those people who ‘saved’?"

"Mr. Fei, don't shame me," the man laughed, "but yes, they are effective and obedient. Hatred and trauma are all good resources that can make people feel good. Look at How do you use it."

"Fei Chengyu should have found out that'they' has other sponsors, and felt dissatisfied and wanted to control'them' completely." Fei Du whispered, "Fan Siyuan is his'consultant'."

Luo Wenzhou’s brain turned at high speed: “They collected fugitive wanted criminals, including Fan Siyuan, a serial killer who knows the police carefully. But in fact, Fan Siyuan and Fei Chengyu had contact in advance. He was Fei Chengyu. Do things, sneak into them, put your own people everywhere..."

Fei Du took up his voice: "Established the Revenge Alliance of the Reciters, and used them to pit other sponsors except Fei Chengyu, leaving the organization at a loss and desperation, and finally collected the fees. Chengyu controls it alone."

All Fei Du's thoughts, and even some of his own practices, were not invented by himself out of thin air. The seeds of those thoughts are deep in his consciousness.

There is still money-the implementation of this plan requires a lot of funds and energy, and there is a source at once-but the source is not now, and a dozen years ago, this plan took longer than expected. The "reciter" is not only an independent third-party force, but also mixed into the organization during more than ten years of operation.

Binhai Burial Ground, Zhou's, Wei Zhanhong, Hive...These nests and sources of funds were dug up and cut off one by one, as Fei Chengyu hoped back then. If it wasn't for Fei Chengyu that he had no consciousness, then he It's about to happen.

"Wait," Luo Wenzhou waved his hand, "Wait a minute, didn't you tell me, are you sure that Fei Chengyu has become a vegetable man three years ago? A vegetable man is behind the scenes?"

Fei Du looked at him quietly.

Luo Wenzhou seemed to feel what he was about to say for a moment, and stood up abruptly.

Fei Du said every word: "Fei Chengyu has become a vegetable, but I am still alive."

Luo Wenzhou became irritable: "Shut up!"

"Who told you that Fei Chengyu has become a vegetable?" Fei Du ignored him, and didn't care about the hem of his coat soaked in tea, "It's me."

Luo Wenzhou: "Fee, crossing!"

"I have been in close contact with the police. I also tried my best to join the second album project, which can monitor the progress of each case in real time and help you get an'ideal' case closure report." Fei Du said, "I still Having someone of my own is exactly the same as Fan Siyuan's thinking—maybe Fei Chengyu is simply pretending, I am his accomplice, maybe I am directly killing his father and becoming his only heir..."

Luo Wenzhou directly pulled him up from the ground: "I said I don't like you..."

"Brother," Fei Du sighed and patted the back of his hand, "I just said that it seems the most reasonable possibility now, but I didn't say that I did it. It's a good idea. The basic ethics of quality bad guys, I am close to you. If there is a purpose, it is impossible to develop with you to this point."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

"That's too bad, it doesn't fit the aesthetics." Fei Du pulled his collar out of Luo Wenzhou's hand, reached out to smooth the folds on his shirt, and picked up his mobile phone. The missed call showed " Binhai Nursing Home," Fei Du glanced at Luo Wenzhou, pressed hands-free in front of him, and dialed back.

As soon as the phone got through, the other side hurriedly answered: "Zong Fei! I made three calls to you, Mr. Fei and you did not answer. I am so anxious to death--your father is missing!"

Fei Du asked calmly: "What does it mean to be missing?"

"No, I don't know, the surveillance was cut off. It was fine during the rounds last night, it was gone early in the morning!"

Fei Du hung up the phone: "It seems that the script they chose is relatively mild, and they didn't let me "kill my father"."

In the second hospital, Lu Youliang didn't know who he saw, and suddenly stood up. Tao Ran couldn't move around, and could only hear a series of hurried footsteps approaching.

Lu Youliang: "Everyone, this is..."

"Land Bureau," the visitor said, "We just learned that the criminal investigation team is looking for two suspicious vehicles. One of the vehicles has a person named Yang Xin. His mother, Fu Jiahui, is suspected of being involved in illegal wiretapping and Leaking secrets, we think she is a suspect in the murder of Yin Ping."

Tao Ran finally turned the wheelchair back with a barely movable arm, and saw the investigator who had come to the hospital, Xiao Wu seemed to have done something wrong, and followed the investigators nervously.

"Vice Team Tao," Xiaowu whispered, "They...these leaders suddenly asked me, I, I, I, I didn't, didn't dare to hide..."

At the same time, Lang Qiao, who had not been able to contact Luo Wenzhou for the time being, just returned to the city bureau and saw two investigators taking Director Zeng away.

"Director," Lang Qiao's eyes widened, "What's the situation?"

Zeng Guangling shook her head solemnly at her.

"Assist in the investigation," one of the investigators nodded to Lang Qiao very gently, "This comrade, please also temporarily write a report on the progress of your work and submit it. Thank you for your cooperation."

Lang Qiao: "Hey..."

A colleague pulled her from the side, and when Director Zeng and them walked away, he whispered to Lang Qiao, "Do you know how many monitoring problems we have?"

Lang Qiao looked at him inexplicably.

"Because of this, the old Zhang Bureau retreated to the second line and was taken away for investigation. However, the installation and maintenance manufacturers were taken away for investigation because of the relatively low cost. The director is in charge. I heard that the manufacturer is a bit tricky."

Just now Fei Du in the villa hung up the phone with Binhai Nursing Home, Assistant Miao immediately called in. Assistant Miao was a little flustered: "Mr. Fei...can you go back to the company now?"

Fei Du asked not surprisingly: "What?"

"Someone claimed to be a policeman and wanted to check our company’s investment that year--"