Human ladder

Chapter 13

When Haozi heard this, he burst into laughter on the spot, and greeted his police uncle like a friend everywhere: "One family, one family, all one family."

Then he whispered to Wen Yan: "Awesome, brother Wen, there is a godfather who is a policeman to protect you, and Brother Jin is there to protect you, you are both right and wrong in the whole city, I will see who dares to provoke you. "

"..."

Wen Yan took a sad look at Haozi, in his heart he admired Haozi for recovering so quickly in his psychological construction, and immediately pulled Mouse into the list of bad friends, and said angrily: "Your mother, let's see how you feel later. Let’s die, do you understand drug trafficking? Then he’s going to be shot, understand?”

When Haozi heard this, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up on the spot, and he cried depressedly: "No, we didn't deal in drugs, we were just dragged in..."

Wen Yan glanced at Huang Mao who was already handcuffed, and said calmly: "I was punished."

Who it is he does not know.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan kicked Haozi angrily: "Is this the fucking friend who won't hurt you? How did you live so long?"

Haozi was also very wronged, he could only rub his buttocks and was driven into a police car by the police.

Wen Yan saw that the person called "Lao Jin" was negotiating with an armed policeman.

Jin Shuo handed over the pistol to the police while explaining the situation just now.

Although Ge Hui didn't wait for Ge Hui to take out the drugs and get the stolen goods personally, but in the situation just now, if he didn't take action, it would not be as simple as one person being injured.

Noticing Wen Yan's eyes, Jin Shuo and the policeman looked towards Wen Yan, Jin Shuo frowned, but quickly looked away

When Wen Yan was a child, many police officers from the city bureau had choked on him, but he choked on it. Suddenly seeing his son, who had always respected his seniors, appearing on such an occasion, especially when it might involve drug use, everyone would feel somewhat complicated.

Anyway, their road team had already stood outside the door and smoked several cigarettes before calming down.

No one dared to touch Wen Yan.

When Lu Qicong came in, this kid was still standing at the bottom of the wall like a dog, watching the people around him busy with his face indifferently.

Although there were two policemen watching by his side, it was obvious that Wen Yan didn't pay attention to anyone.

Crazy is really crazy, and needing to be beaten is also really needing to be beaten.

Lu Qicong has been up all night for several consecutive nights, his face surrounded by protruding stubble, wearing a brown jacket that he hasn't changed in who knows how many days, smoking a cigarette and walking up to Wen Yan, he looked Wen Yan up and down for a while and felt unrelieved , and patted him on the head again: "Did you touch that thing?"

Wen Yan leaned back, dodged the plot, glanced at Lu Qi Cong, and said angrily, "Guess?"

Lu Qicong told Wen Yan with his actions. As a policeman, he would not make such subjective assumptions—with a wave of his hand, he took Wen Yan and the suspects away for a urine test.

Seeing that the situation was almost stable, Luan Bing took advantage of the police to clean up the scene, under the cover of Jin Shuo, rode a black motorcycle and drove in the opposite direction to the police cars with sirens sounding.

Lu Congqi was sitting on the sofa, with his mobile phone safely placed on the coffee table.

He tapped on the armrest of the solid wood sofa with his fingertips, crossed his legs and buried himself in the darkness.

The lights of the street lamps outside were bright and dark. Lu Congqi closed his eyes and breathed evenly. He counted his heartbeat and forced himself to calm down.

In fact, young people who are only seventeen or eighteen years old don't have such great concentration and character.

It's just forcing myself... calm down, calm down, calm down.

The screen of the phone lit up, Lu Congqi seemed to sense something, opened his eyes first, and his eyes were clear in the darkness.

Almost at the same time, a whistle sounded from outside the balcony window of Lu Congqi's house.

Lu Congqi picked up his mobile phone, turned over and sat in the back seat before the car stopped, so agile that he didn't look like a school bully who could only study in school.

While driving, Luan Bing threw a black helmet to Lu Congqi, stepped up the accelerator, and said to Lu Congqi, "I don't know how things turned out like this. Where did the yellow hair come from? Why did the yellow hair order it?" Is the private room of the drug dealer the same private room? Who is playing tricks in it?"

Lu Congqi took care of the relationship inside, and said firmly: "No, from the beginning, Wen Yan's private room and the private room they traded in are the same private room, and someone is messing with Wen Yan!"

Hearing this, Luan Bing turned around on his motorcycle, put his long legs on the ground, and looked at Lu Congqi behind him: "Are you sure? Did you deliberately lead Wen Yan to run to these places for the past two years? It's too ostentatious to arouse suspicion over there." gone?"

Lu Congqi pondered for a while, then shook his head in denial: "No, Lu Qicong is still here... You mean, they have plans to let Wen Yan test the medicine???"

"Ah."

Lu Congqi's face became more and more serious, and finally he didn't know what he thought of. He urged Luan Bing to drive and said, "I'm afraid it's revenge from drug dealers. I don't know if it's a group of people."

"What? Retaliation??? You..."

Lu Congqi's eyes were scorching, like a ball of cold flames, and the light flickering under the black pupils made people uncomfortable: "Don't you think it's a very cool thing to let the son of an anti-drug policeman take drugs? ?”

Just listen to him continue to calmly say: "Let his descendants become the people I have looked down upon the most."

Luan Bing's voice changed in shock. If she didn't know Lu Congqi well and saw Lu Congqi like this, she would almost have thought that Lu Congqi did all these things.

But Luan Bing knew how much effort he had spent to keep the rebellious and arrogant Wen Yan in a safe zone—this time, he even didn't hesitate to ask Jin Shuo to protect Wen Yan.

Luan Bing really didn't understand this time, and asked: "No, Lu Congqi, what are you planning? Are you playing a nurturing game? Others have a beautiful daughter, no, there is a special ability Husband, what are you doing? What good does it do you to raise a bastard?"

I don't know which word in this passage made Lu Congqi happy, he smiled briefly, and in the early autumn night wind, his words trembled slightly: "Didn't you notice...Wen Yan dare not hold a knife now? "

"Take it easy, Wen Yan will get better..."

Luan Bing sent Lu Congqi to the gate of the Municipal Bureau, and after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what Lu Congqi meant.

The uncle guard on duty knew Lu Congqi, thought he was pulling Lu Qi Cong home again, and immediately said with a naive smile: "The kid from the old Lu family came to arrest his father again? Hurry up and take care of your father and let him go home." Get some sleep."

Lu Congqi stopped in his tracks and said loudly, "Hey, Uncle Wang, don't worry, have you eaten yet? I brought some supper for you. Would you like some buns?"

Luan Bing, who witnessed the whole process, twitched the corners of his mouth—holding his forehead, he said, "Do you still have time to cook???"

"My dad has already intervened with them. What can Wen Yan do? ——I think that guy must be hungry."

Lu Congqi brought Luan Bing to the criminal police brigade and stepped up the steps with long legs.

It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and the criminal police brigade was brightly lit, and vehicles kept coming in and out. Lu Congqi was mixed in it, like a green-headed idiot who had just practiced, as if he had become one of them, and there was a kind of strangeness in his body. Tian Cheng's awe-inspiring and upright spirit is just like looking at it.

Luan Bing stood at the gate of the criminal police brigade, looked up at Lu Congqi, and suddenly called out to Lu Congqi.

Lu Congqi was holding the insulated box, and when he turned his head, his fluffy white shirt fluttered slightly in the night wind. His lips were slightly pursed, and there was a natural smile on the corner of his mouth. Even when he was not smiling, he looked gentle.

"What do you mean by that? What do you mean Wen Yan doesn't dare to hold a knife?"

Lu Congqi and Luan Bing were walking in the corridor, and when they inquired, both Wen Yan and Lu Qicong were busy at the moment, so they simply sat in the busy office and said softly: "Wen Yan is mentally ill because of his father's affairs. It was particularly unstable for a period of time, and even had serious violent tendencies and psychological distortions."

In the greasy office full of bad coffee and instant noodles, Lu Congqi gently uncovered the boy's past.

In the interrogation room, Wen Yan was being questioned routinely. Sitting across from him was an angry Lu Qicong and a young recorder.

The recorder looked tremblingly at the silent Lu Qicong. In the crisis of sudden death in the middle of the night, he was worried about being bombed to death by bombs.

Wen Yan twirled the disposable paper cup with his knuckles, and looked at Lu Qicong with a tired face: "I know, I told you everything, it's the first time I met that yellow hair, the report should come out, right? Did I touch that thing, can't you tell?"

Lu Qicong's eyelids twitched angrily, and immediately slapped the table without caring about any interrogation skills, cursing: "What are you doing all day long? If you don't learn well, if you don't follow the righteous way, you will pay all you have to do." What kind of fox friend and dog friend!"

Lu Congqi heard that Wen Yan and Lu Qicong were interrogated one by one, and smiled wryly for a while, then said to Luan Bing: "Because this person has been in the juvenile detention center more times than I can count, my father and Wen Yan's father before My colleagues are all policemen. I couldn’t bear to see this, so I tried every means to control him. He knew a lot of mixed people, so my dad took people to scare all the friends he knew. Not to mention robbery They didn’t dare to fight anymore. But everyone was afraid, but Wen Yan was not afraid. At that time, Wen Yan always had a controlled knife in his pocket—the fighting knife left by his father.”

Wen Yan couldn't keep his eyes open due to the bright lights in the interrogation room. He blew on the broken hair on his forehead, but there was no emotion in his eyes. He leaned on the back of the chair and laughed arrogantly at Lu Qi Cong, as if it was the scene a few years ago. Recap: "You cops — better get me in jail one day."

Luan Bing pondered for a while, and repeated this sentence: "You police, it's better to catch me in jail one day... Did he really say that?"

Lu Congqi nodded.

The insulated box has a good thermal insulation effect. Lu Congqi couldn't feel any heat while holding it. Even if there was a place to put it, he still hugged the insulated box.

When mentioning Wen Yan, his expression and voice are always too gentle.

But maybe Lu Congqi is too old-fashioned in his heart, gentleness is gentleness, but he can't hear the slightest personal emotion.

"He said it to the psychiatrist himself. At that time, he wanted to kill people. He didn't care if he shot him or went to jail, but he wouldn't kill good people. He only picked out those who robbed and committed crimes. He hoped to meet heinous people. He can kill that person so that he can free himself."

"There is a demon living in his heart, and the demon makes him angry and makes him uncontrollable."