Hidden Assassin: Section 431 The Past of Wuheling

"He is my man..."

The tone of the faint statement, with an indescribable firmness in it, stood there quietly, as if saying a truth that needs no doubt and rebuttal, as if one plus one equals two. Of course, Julian, who is half-hearted in Chinese, could not detect what was contained in this simple sentence. Ah Shui was stunned for a while. What he always knew was that Jia Ming and Sha Sha were a relationship between men and women. He only thought that Ling Jing and them were good friends. , Of course, at the moment, this is no longer necessary.

The boss took the photo and looked at it several times, then looked at Lingjing, his expressions were a little struggling, and those next to him did not dare to talk nonsense. After a while, he waved his hand to the side: "You... …Go out first.” Obviously referring to someone outside of Lingjing.

At this time, A Shui naturally knew that the situation was a bit difficult, turned around to leave, and then said: "Brother Fu, that...Jia Ming, he is my brother..."

"Your brother?" Brother Fu looked at him, and asked back, after a while he waved his hand helplessly, "Go, let's go, I'm not going to do anything to her..."

In this way, the rest of the people all walked out the door one after another. Julian hesitated to go out under the quiet confession. Brother Fu moved the electric fan and took out a cigarette, but put it down again. : "You guys are really..."

"We grew up together..." In that photo, Jia Ming was sitting at the dining table at home. Seventeen-year-old Lingjing smiled brightly behind him, pinching his cheek with two fingers. A helpless grimace, very funny, "Have you seen him?"

"Wuheling? Of course I have seen..." Brother Fu is still frowning and looking at the two people in the photo. "It's not like the one in the photo, but you can't forget it if you want to. You haven't seen it for a long time. Up?"

"Yes. I haven't seen it for a long time." Lingjing gave a nostalgic smile with a soft voice, "How was he when he was in Wuheling, can you tell me?"

"Wuheling...it doesn’t have much to do with Wuheling." Brother Fu murmured, put his hands on the table, opened his sleeves, and took out his arms. "Two hands, at that time I've broken it all, and I don't have to hide it from you. At that time, there were more serious people than me. I wanted to ask you who he was, but... it doesn't seem to be very clear from your appearance, right?"

Ling Jing was stunned: "What did he do?"

Brother Fu looked at her expression. Then he opened his hands, somewhat helpless. Thinking of that incident, his emotions were obviously wrong, not anger or irritation. Instead, I felt a little confused from reality. Looking at the harmless face of the young man in the photo, the confusion deepened.

"You're looking for him..." He said and became a little silent. The air in this room began to quiet down. After a long time, Lingjing finally saw him take a deep breath. Start talking, this time. The words began to flow smoothly. In the second half of the year, the man entered in September. Unlike us, we don’t know what his condition is, but in a separate room, we sometimes see him coming out to bask in the sun. He is seventeen or eighteen. It’s just grown-up..."

"...We have seen a lot of boys of this age in it. Most of them are just adults. They don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. He always likes to compete with people. When something goes wrong, he comes in and thinks that Laozi is number one in the world. He has to give him a little bit of power to be obedient, but his appearance looks like...now when I think about it, he is actually the same as in this picture. The kind of person who is very bully, but after something happened, I am afraid that no one remembers this. I feel it..."

"...At the beginning, some people came to see him. They should be people with a lot of status, because the instructors brought him directly, and some doctors also came, probably until October. There is no more...At that time, no one knew who he was. Everyone had guessed for a while, a place like a prison, even if I didn’t say anything about it, you should also know that people who just entered didn’t have any fruit to eat, but because He was not with us and his treatment was quite special, so everyone didn’t treat him well at the time. Several people who had a good relationship with the instructors asked him what he was coming from and why he was locked in. They said they weren’t either. It’s very clear, help people abscond. I was sentenced to five years. The special care is because of the explanations above, and most of them are related people."

"...Actually, no one in there will care about what you have. Someone who has something to do before was locked in. On the contrary, it was the most miserable. The instructor couldn’t watch it 24 hours a day. You. The reason why he didn't move him much at first was because he lived in a different place with us. Wuheling was mainly on a large playground. He lived in a small building next to him. We have never seen him. Who would have been treated like this before, but after about a month, his work and rest time will probably be the same as ours, activities, venting, etc., after all, are all on the playground. At this time, people began to contact him... …"

"When we were playing in the playground, he watched a while, and occasionally watched when we were in the activity room. He always frowned and didn't speak, so everyone was irritated and felt that such a place just came in. How arrogant the guy is, but at first, if someone ran over to talk to him and tempted him, his attitude is very good, he smiles very kindly, respects everyone, some people ask him for money, he has it, and he takes it. It's coming out..."

"He always does..." Lingjing intervened.

Brother Fu glanced at her, somewhat disapproving: "Since no one knows his details, he gave money again, so no one moved him at the beginning. I had been squatting in it for eight years, big and small. It's also a leader, inside the prison, there are also spheres of influence. After he came out, it was really stupid to think of that kind of thing... Anyway, the most common thing he did after coming in was frowning and daze. Once he went to get hot water. Seeing him, I just stood there in a daze as I walked. It took a long time before I moved..."

"...He is a special case, he hasn't been taught before, and he always looks at others in a daze. This feeling is really bad. If you add up a few leaders, should you teach him some rules according to the usual practice? He If it really matters, we can also get some benefits from him... But what happened later was not because of this, he offended an instructor in the prison..."

"The surname is Yang. He is very tall and magnificent. He likes to drink and beat people. He has a bad temper. But in such a place, only this kind of person can cover him. He has a set of rules. What I don’t like is probably someone who thinks he’s special. It was probably in late October that the news that he saw that kid wasn’t very pleasing to the eye. Then...the day was November 4th, I remember it very clearly, it was cloudy. . Next door is the hand that we called Unfinished Chen first called the little brother to move. He has a good relationship with that instructor Yang, and I don’t know if it was purely to court or instructor Yang deliberately confessed to him..."

"In the afternoon, everyone was venting, and he was watching people playing basketball. Then, walking back in the direction, we saw Chen’s younger brothers blocking him. This kind of thing is inside. Very often, since everyone doesn’t live together, of course it’s time to fix him...slapped him, but he didn’t fight back. Then someone kicked him and he didn’t respond. A little brother next to me also said He was frightened and stupid, because most people would move a little bit even if they didn't dare to fight back. The bad tail Chen started to be more cruel, carrying a wooden stick and knocking it on the back of his head..." Brother Nafu patted his neck slightly. The position of the previous point, "Then we saw him and fell directly to the ground."

When he said this, his body trembled while listening to Earth Lingjing silently: "Why... have to be like this..."

"Furthermore, in that kind of place, there are instructors backing up. As long as no one is dead, it doesn't matter. I was far away at that time. He...he was hit on the back of the head. But I didn't. Note that he was holding his forehead with one hand. At the back, he didn't respond at all... Far away, we saw that instructor Yang was also watching, and Chen hit him **** the ground. Then he handed the stick to the younger brother next to him. It is one thing big or small. Someone has to carry it. When a bunch of younger brothers punched and kicked, he squeezed out from inside and smiled and waved at us. Then someone flew out from behind him, at least four or five meters away..."

He rubbed his arm.

"At the time, I thought he was thrown out after he was beaten, and I saw that it was not. Then two people in the crowd fell down. He held his forehead and stood swayingly, and began to fight back. That messed up Chen called out to kill him. The bosses around me and I immediately called their own people over, and now that I think about it, it was really..."

"No way, he is a newcomer. If you don't teach him how to save face... No one sees that he can fight well, but in prison, what if he can fight? If there are too many people, he will always fight. Until you are scared, everyone’s orders were given quickly, and they hurried around. On the one hand, other instructors were not allowed to see what was inside. On the other hand, he must be beaten to the ground this time, otherwise everyone in the future. I can’t get mixed up...I found out that something was really wrong when I was over a dozen times, but it was out of control..."

"I’ve never seen such a person, I’ve never heard of it. I just flew out with a quick hand. He is not very tall. He was covering his forehead and walking forward while beating casually. Just like a ghost, no one can stop him. At that time, there was a man named A Yuan, who was more than two meters tall and had a strong body. If you hit him with an iron rod, he would be fine. The one who can hit him is the best. , I flew out with a punch and the whole person seemed to be scattered. I finally got up and was kicked for four or five meters, a person of more than four hundred jin... The knife was useless. Later, the instructor Yang One ran over, but the gun was useless. I fired two shots, and I could see it at all. I slapped my body and hid it, slapped people flying out, and the instructor surnamed Yang Di was stuck on the ground more than three meters high. The wall fell again and he was not dead. We heard later that he had become a vegetable... Anyway, he had one hand from beginning to end that afternoon, and the other hand was covering his head, and sometimes he stopped with both hands. Knead, probably a headache..."

He was breathing a little shortly after thinking about it: "Now you hear someone beat him and cry, and ask why you have to do this, but you didn't see the scene that afternoon, it was really...dark... I used to think that I was not afraid of anything, people, no matter how powerful you are, no matter how powerful you are, you will have to fall down if you find a brick and pat your head, or use a knife or use it. Guns, but people who don’t even use guns use missiles. It's like people are afraid of ghosts. You can't figure it out anyway because he comes. It really seems to see ghosts..."

"More than an hour~IndoMTL.com~everyone who rushed up, he never let go. No one knows how he remembered it, but he really remembered the ones who rushed up in the first place. Lived, hundreds of people, except for those of us who fell down at the beginning, these people ran full of prisons. I was lying on the ground and fainted and woke up in pain. It seemed like it was going to rain on a cloudy day. Those who ran away. Those who rushed in, ran out, shouted, someone fell beside me, and the blood vomiting out of my mouth was vomiting on me... More than a dozen people died that day, and there were disabled people, I was considered good... …You guys really grew up together? He wouldn’t really be a ghost upper body, would he? It’s impossible for a special soldier to reach this level, not to mention his age seems to be, just..."

He frowned, it seemed difficult to choose the word, and there were tears in Lingjing's eyes, and he shook his head: "No... he said he was... a killer..."

"Oh..."

The answer was a bit erratic, and Brother Fu was also uneasy, unable to find a realistic position for the incident in the memory, the room became quiet, and after a while, Lingjing asked: "That... What happened later?"

"There was no news later. He ran away. We found no news from him. The police probably couldn’t catch it. Well, if you want to ask about Wuheling, November 11 I haven’t seen him since the 4th of the month..."