Silent Reading Chapter 152: Edmund Dantes (twenty-three)

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The villa is self-heating, and the temperature is determined by yourself. Fei Du will return after the winter. He was the driver who checked the hive in the basement when Lu Guosheng was caught, so the heating was not turned on.

It's cold outside, and it's also cold in the house. Outside is the cold wind whistling, unobstructed cold, and the house is silent and cold to the bones.

When he entered the door, the door creaked, and the furnishings in the room seemed to be alarmed specimens, with fine dust floating, Fei Du wiped the dust on his fingers in the palms of his hands, and carried them The cold eyes swept over the "dead" fake flowers on the hallway. The person in the headset who has been connected to him reported: "Mr. Fei, we have already spotted the rental car just now. Don't worry-your car is really good."

"You will drive away when you are done." Fei Du said, and then asked "be careful" before hanging up the phone.

Every time he comes here, he is not very happy. He always feels that although the house is a dead thing, it can each condense a special atmosphere. The house has a delicate hostess and the house is stained with perfume. The owner The diligent house is full of bright and clean windows, while Luo Wenzhou’s house is a special, top-quality red wine scent - although there is no such thing in the wine cabinet locked in Wannian, it is just for people to plunge into it. I want to be drunk in it.

And here is the smell, like those European aristocrats who didn't take a bath in the Middle Ages, tons of spices can't hide its rancid smell.

Fei Du let out a breath of cold breath, and soon the naked eye formed hoarfrost. He thought of the endless string of missed calls trying to plug in/in midway just now on the road, and turned his head indifferently.

Just one glance, Fei Du was silent, and the corners of Fei’s mouth, who scared the stalking bad guy to draw a knife, twitched his mouth. The first reaction was to quickly put the phone back into his coat pocket, pretending that nothing happened. . Unexpectedly, Luo Wenzhou on the other end seemed to have clairvoyance, and while his phone was still warm, he dialed over again at first sight.

Fei Du shivered. In the living room of Leng Sensen’s villa, he almost sweated a little behind his back. He took a deep breath before picking it up: "Hey..."

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

Fei Du: "I..."

"Did you call the moon exploration satellite, right?"

Fei Du: "..."

Although Fei Du didn't say anything, Luo Wenzhou seemed to feel what happened to him through some kind of magical intuition: "Where are you?"

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

"Why are you running there alone?" Luo Wenzhou didn't know what he thought of, his voice suddenly changed, "Wait for me there!"

Before Fei Du had time to answer, Luo Wenzhou had already hung up the phone in desperation. Fei Du rubbed the tip of his chilly nose, feeling that the rancid smell of awakening in the room was blown away by Luo Wenzhou's roar, but the room was not ventilated for a long time, and it was a bit stuffy. He turned on the air conditioner and air purifier, and it was slightly warmer. After coming over, he walked directly into the basement.

There is a slight difference between the beaulieu patterns on both sides of the stairs and the eerie totems in his dreams, probably because of the height of the person and the change of perspective. If you look closely, those dragon faces are bulging, cheeks are exploded auspiciously, two carp-like beards are floating in different poses, and a pair of short horns are on their heads, and they are so naive.

Fei Du and the naive Panlong stared at them for a moment, then walked to the basement with ease and opened the door.

The password has been changed to his own. The display has undergone a great shift. The electric shock chair covered by Luo Wenzhou with a large flannel and the home theater occupy half of the country, and it is not similar to the one that Fei Chengyu once used. .

Fei Du wandered aimlessly three times in the basement, but failed to recall any memory, so he went back to the living room and sat down, pinching his eyebrows, feeling vaguely that this matter might need one. The hypnotist will solve it.

Unfortunately, hypnosis is not omnipotent, because some people may not be able to enter the hypnotic state 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, there was a demon wind blowing from nowhere, the window lattice rustled high above, and a dead tree at the door was swayed by the northwest wind, and the dead branches with fallen leaves could not stop hitting the corridor on the second floor. On the glass window, it looked like a crowd of demons danced wildly. Fei Du was startled by the movement. He raised his head and glanced up, and suddenly something flashed across his mind.

He stood up quickly, picked up a decorative crystal ball from the table, and took out a tie from nowhere, blindfolded him, and walked back to the basement stairs.

When another gust of wind came, Fei Du gently let go and let the crystal ball roll down the stairs. The dull sound of rolling **** was mixed with the sound of tree branches slamming on the window lattice, and it hit the basement. On the door, blindfolded Fei Du slowly took a few deep breaths, and raised his hand to touch the cold wall of the stairwell.

He remembered... the day he sneaked into Fei Chengyu’s basement for the first time, it was the same weather. The ball that was rolling down should match the whistling north wind, and there was a... what kind of in the air. smell?

By the way, it's a cleaner.

That usually means that Fei Chengyu is at home for a while, so he is also full of fear for the simple act of going downstairs to pick up things. But Fei Chengyu didn't know why he went out at the time. He stood in the stairwell and hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but raise his foot and walk down.

When taking the first step, a strange feeling suddenly struck him like lightning. Fei Du was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head and "looked" upstairs in a certain direction, feeling that there was someone there. Looking at him, then, there seemed to be a hallucinating door knock in his ears.

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

Fei Du frowned slowly, thinking: "Did she ever look at me there?"

But the silent door wouldn't answer him, and Fei Du suddenly discovered that, except for the parts that he couldn't remember at all, his ambiguous memories seemed to be related to his mother. He continued to walk down, picked up the crystal ball he had dropped, blindfolded again, and fumbled to push the half-open code door.

The cold crystal ball was in his palm. Fei Du remembered that he stood in front of this "forbidden area" for a while. After all, he didn't hold back the "temptation of the blue beard" and walked in in a ghostly manner.

When this basement belonged to Fei Chengyu, the furnishings in this basement had to be fuller and more elegant, and it seemed that the smell of detergent was floating everywhere. There is a thick carpet in the middle of the basement and a circle of sofas on both sides. The wall where Fei Du used the home theater screen at that time was a row of bookcases, and in the corner there was a secret room type safe inlaid into the wall. Cheng Yu blocked it with a painting, which is said to be able to withstand earthquakes of magnitude 8 or higher.

In front of the bookcase is a large mahogany desk. Following his memory, Fei Du walked to the non-existent "desk" and stretched out his hands in the void—he saw it on this desk at the time. Details of the “Picture Album Project”.

Zhang Chunjiu, acting captain, younger brother of the major shareholder of "Chunlai Group"; Lu Youliang, Zhang’s deputy, fiancee is a teacher in the high school of No. 9 Middle School; Pan Yunteng, whose parents live in the family home of a public institution; Yang Zhengfeng, his daughter is in elementary school, The class is...

After being obscured by the tie, his thinking seemed to be sharper. The information he had seen on this table back then was played back in Fei Du’s brain in detail, and his heart suddenly moved-yes, that The list of participants in the picture album project is too complete. It contains the identity and relative information of all the people. It can only be provided by the inner ghost who was in the city bureau at that time... Then, according to common sense, the inner It seems that the ghost himself should be someone outside of this information. Otherwise, when he secretly communicated with Fei Chengyu, would he have to superfluously mix his own information in it?

However, this list covers almost all the front-line criminal police officers of the city council that year. If they are not on this list, they are still too far apart. Can they be called "inner ghosts"?

It seems a little bit unreasonable.

So...

Fei Du raised his head quickly--as if there was only one possibility left. The "inner ghost" who killed Gu Zhao was among these people, but Fei Chengyu didn't know who he was!

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside, and the blindfolded Fei Du was still immersed in the list of the "Picture Album Project". The memories of his childhood overlapped-Fei Du shook his spirit fiercely. He also flipped halfway through it in surprise, and suddenly heard the footsteps of Fei Chengyu coming back, approaching the basement as he does now.

He was still on the phone while walking, his tone was calm and cruel.

After thirteen years, Fei Du’s pulse and blood pressure responded accurately to this. His skin was cold, but his heart was enveloped by a strange and weird emotion. His limbs seemed to be filled with ice, and his palms were filled with ice. Fine sweat was leached, and breathing accelerated involuntarily.

There is only one door and one exit in the basement. Escape at this time will undoubtedly block Fei Chengyu!

Fei Du remembered that it was too late for him to hide at the time. In a hurry, he quickly returned the papers on the table that had been messed up by himself based on his own memory, and then relied on the fact that he was small and got in. In the small cupboard under the big bookcase.

The sound of footsteps is getting closer, as if he has reached the door. Fei Du, who was blindfolded by his tie, subconsciously stepped back in the direction of the bookcase in his memory, but there was no bookcase there anymore, so he slammed into it firmly. On the small cupboard next to the home theater screen, the cupboard fell to one side, and vomiting and calming drugs were scattered all over the floor. At the same time, someone kicked the code door he hadn't closed.

For an instant, Fei Du’s mind seemed to have a string, which was violently hooked and squeezed. There was a resounding "choking", which exploded near his temples earth-shakingly, and a piece of memory bulleted from He passed through his skull--the movement of the cupboard falling down coincided with a certain sound in his memory.

Luo Wenzhou, who broke in, saw the medicine bottle that fell to the ground under his feet at a glance, reminding him of Fei Du's bad criminal record, and frightened him.

Luo Wenzhou rushed over and hugged Fei Du: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Did you touch those medicines again? Fei Du? Fei Du, tell me something!"

Luo Wenzhou broke in and interrupted his memories strongly. Fei Du was still a bit at a loss, his pale lips trembled a little, and then the tie from his eyes was pulled off. Luo Wenzhou seemed to be afraid that he would lose it. , His arms hurt a bit.

Luo Wenzhou dragged him out of the basement almost repeatedly, and pressed him on the sofa with the most sunlight. Fei Du raised his hand to cover the light, the blood on his face seemed to be taken by the mysterious basement. After inhaling, Luo Wenzhou pulled down his wrist, clamped his chin, and turned to face him with a gloomy expression: "I said I didn't say it, let you not run around?"

Fei Du stared at him for a moment, then suddenly pulled Luo Wenzhou by the collar, pressed him on the sofa, and kissed him.

Luo Wenzhou didn't know where his sudden good treatment came from. For a moment, he quickly reached out his arm to hold Fei Du, feeling the unspeakable anxiety of the other party, almost embedding him in the sofa. Luo Wenzhou pinched the back of Fei Du's neck with one hand, stroking it lightly, and at the same time tilted his head with difficulty: "Whether...I can't breathe, baby."

Fei Du's movements slowed down, and then Luo Wenzhou kissed him lightly on his earlobe. Luo Wenzhou immediately took a breath, feeling that his waist was crunched. He raised his hand and pulled Fei back back when he was about to leave. White gnaw?"

Fei Du: "What do you want?"

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

"Take it," Fei Du waved his hand very generously, "Remember, buy one get one free, no change."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

He was speechless for a moment, carefully aftertaste this sentence, the roots of his ears were a little hot.

The mineral water in the villa had expired, and the two had to find a kettle to boil it on their own. Fei Du did not know where to find a piece of aged Pu'er tea cake, tapped a few bubbles with an awl and drank it.

"I just remembered that the first time I accidentally got into Fei Chengyu’s basement, he just came back in the middle. I got into the small cupboard under the bookcase, but he didn’t actually come in at the time because he seemed As soon as I walked to the door, my mother fell ill upstairs, madly not knowing what was broken, Fei Chengyu cursed, and hurried out." Fei Du washed the tea skillfully, and then made the first drink. The water, the rich tea soup quickly released the flavor, he took up the tea filter, poured himself and Luo Wenzhou a cup, "I took the opportunity to run."

Luo Wenzhou: "Where is your mother?"

Fei Du was silent for a while, turning his fingers around the hot teacup: "I don't know, I hid in the room, I didn't dare to look-didn't you go to pick up the land bureau, how about it?"

When it comes to this matter, Luo Wenzhou’s forehead is inexhaustible. He raised his head and leaned back. It took him a long time before he weakly said the day of subverting the Three Views: "I don’t know now, Tao Ran will send me something. Letter, no news is the best news."

"Reciter..." Fei Du shook his teacup thoughtfully, "That said, they should be the one who came to me just now."

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

Fei Du pondered his own affairs, but didn't notice Luo Wenzhou's face, and said absently, "I met a taxi driver just when I was out. He should have been waiting for me there...er..."

Luo Wenzhou grabbed him by the collar and checked him from head to toe, and found that even an extra thread did not fly out. At the same time he was relieved, Luo Wenzhou burned a fire from the soles of his feet to the top of his head:" I'm asking you to be careful, you **** treat me like a deaf ear! Fei Du, let me tell you, if you...you..."

He was so angry that he had forgotten the words.

Fei Du blinked in a daze, and folded Luo Wenzhou's violently violent hands with his hands. The palms closed, and a pair of peach eyes curled in a rogue way: "Brother, I love you."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

I come to this set every time, I don’t even bother to change the tricks!

Immediately, Fei Du calmed down slightly: "My people followed, but the driver told me that I had seen his'teacher'."

"I got a message on my way to you," Luo Wenzhou said. "Zhang Ju said that he did not name the second album plan. Now the investigation team has shifted its attention to Yan Gong University, especially..."

"My violent mentor?" Fei Du asked.

"Do you remember that I told you about Chen Zhen's report letter?" Luo Wenzhou said, "If you can pass it directly, there must be a channel for discourse. Teacher Pan used to be a criminal policeman, and later became an authority in the industry. Quite wide, he has this channel-and he has shown extraordinary interest in some topics left by Fan Siyuan, and even wrote about it in internal teaching materials..."

Luo Wenzhou paused for a while and shook his head: "Say you have seen that person, would it be him?"

"No, it shouldn't be," Fei Du thought for a while, then, as if he had made up some determination, he raised his head, "Old Luo, I may need you to do me a favor."