The villa is self-heating, and the temperature is determined by yourself. Fei Du came back after winter. He still caught the driver who was inspecting the beehive in the basement when Lu Guosheng, so the heating was not turned on.

It was cold outside, and the room was cold, and the wind was howling outside, and it was cold without any obstruction. The room was quiet and cold.

When he entered the door, the door creaked, and the furnishings in the room seemed to be alarmed specimens, and fine dust floated. Fei Du wiped the dust on his fingers on his palms, and swept the "dead" fake flowers on the entrance with a cold look. The person who had been connecting to him in the headphones reported: "Mr. Fei, we have already set my sights on the rental car just now. Don't worry - your car is really good."

"You can drive away after you finish," Fei Du said, and then he asked him to "be careful" before hanging up the phone.

Every time he came here, he was not very happy. He always felt that although the house was a dead object, he could each condense a special atmosphere. The house had a delicate mistress's house, and the owner's diligent house was filled with the sunshine with bright windows and clean windows. Luo Wenzhou's house had a special fragrance of top-grade red wine. Although there was no such thing in the wine cabinet locked in Wannian, it just made people want to die of drunkenness when they plunged in.

And here is the stinky smell, like those European nobles who did not take a bath in the Middle Ages, tons of spices could not cover up its stinky smell.

Fei Du let out a breath of cold air silently, and soon formed white frost visible to the naked eye. He remembered the endless missed calls on the road that he had tried to insert/in in the middle, and casually bowed his head.

After just a glance, Fei Du was silent. He frightened the bad guy who was following the stalker and wanted to draw his knife. His first reaction was to quickly stuff the phone back into his pocket and pretend that nothing had happened. Unexpectedly, Luo Wenzhou on the other end seemed to have a wide eyelid. While his phone was still warm, he tweeted it again as soon as he saw the opportunity.

Fei Du's hand shivered. In the cold living room of the villa, there was almost a little hot sweat behind him. He took a deep breath before he picked it up: "Hey..."

The other end of the phone paused for a moment, and then Luo Wenzhou said in a deep voice: "Your phone just now took up at least twenty-five minutes."

Fei Du: "I..."

"You called the moon exploration satellite?"

Fei Du: "…"

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

Fei Du: “…the other side of the villa.”

"What are you doing here alone?" Luo Wenzhou remembered something, and his voice suddenly changed. "I'm waiting for me there!"

Before Fei Du could answer, Luo Wenzhou hung up the phone in anger. Fei Du rubbed his cold nose and felt that the smell of waking up like a shadow in the room was blown away by Luo Wenzhou. However, the room was not ventilated for a long time and was a little stuffy. He turned on the air conditioner and air purifier, and after a little warming, he walked straight into the basement.

The patterns of the dragons on both sides of the stairs were subtle and the gloomy totem in his dream. It was probably because the person grew taller and his perspective changed. If you want to look carefully, the dragon faces were full of eyebrows, their cheeks exploded with auspiciousness, and their two carp-like beards floated in different shapes, with a pair of short horns on their heads, and they also had a bit of a cute look.

Fei Du and the cute Panlong stared at each other for a moment, walked to the basement familiarly and opened the door.

The password has been changed to his own. The display has been moved by the Great Transfer of the World. The electric shock chair covered by Luo Wenzhou with a large velvet cloth occupied half of the country, and there is no similarity to the one Fei Chengyu had used.

Fei Du wandered around the basement aimlessly for three times, but couldn't arouse any memory, so he had to go back to the living room to sit down, pinching his eyebrows all at once, and vaguely felt that this might need a hypnotist to solve it.

Unfortunately, hypnosis is not omnipotent, because some people may not be able to enter a hypnosis state for life, and Fei Du doesn’t feel that he can relax in front of others... unless the hypnosis master is more handsome than Luo Wenzhou.

At this time, a demonic wind came from somewhere, and the window lattice at the high place rustled. A dead tree at the door was tilted by the northwest wind. The dead branches hanging with the leaves kept hitting the glass windows of the corridor on the second floor. It seemed that the demons were dancing. Fei Du was alarmed by the movement and looked up. Suddenly something flashed through his mind.

He stood up suddenly, picked up a decorative crystal ball from the table, took out a tie from somewhere, blindfolded his eyes, and walked back to the stairs in the basement.

When another gust of wind blew, Fei Du relaxed his hand gently and let the crystal ball roll down the stairs. The dull sound of the ball rolling mixed with the sound of branches slapping the window frame. When it hit the basement door, Fei Du, who was blindfolded, took a few deep breaths and raised his hand to touch the cold wall of the stairwell.

He remembered... the first time he sneaked into Fei Chengyu's basement, it was also in such a weather. The rolling ball responded to the howling north wind, and there was a... what kind of smell in the air?

By the way, it's a detergent.

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

When he took the first step, a strange feeling suddenly hit him like lightning. Fei Du was stunned and subconsciously turned around and looked up in a certain direction upstairs, feeling that someone was looking at him there. Then, there seemed to be an illusion-like door sound in his ear.

Fei Du pulled off the tie in front of him and found that the direction he looked up was the bedroom on the second floor - the one he lived in when his mother was alive.

Fei Du slowly frowned and thought to himself: "Has she ever looked at me there?"

But the quiet door would not answer him, and Fei Du suddenly realized that except for the parts that he could not remember completely, his ambiguous memories seemed to be related to his mother. He continued to walk down, picked up the small crystal ball he threw down, blindfolded his eyes again, and groped to push the half-open password door.

The cold crystal ball hurt his palm. Fei Du remembered that he stood in front of this "forbidden area" for a while, but he couldn't resist the "temptation of the blue beard" and walked in by a terrible deed.

When this basement belonged to Fei Chengyu, the furnishings inside were more full and more sophisticated, and it seemed that the smell of cleaner was floating everywhere. There was a thick carpet in the middle of the basement, and there was a circle of sofas on both sides. Now the wall where Fei Du used to set up the home theater screens had a row of bookcases at that time, and there was a secret room-shaped safe embedded in the wall in the corner. Fei Chengyu blocked it with a painting, which was said to be able to resist earthquakes of magnitude 8 or above.

In front of the bookcase is a large mahogany desk. Fei Du followed his memory and walked to the "desk" that did not exist, stretching out his hands in the void - he saw the details of the "Picture Album Plan" on this table.

Zhang Chunjiu, acting captain, younger brother of the major shareholder of "Chunlai Group", Lu Youliang, Zhang's deputy, and his fiancée worked as a teacher in the high school department of No. 9 Middle School; Pan Yunteng, his parents lived in the family courtyard of a public institution; Yang Zhengfeng, his daughter was in elementary school, and the class was...

After being blocked by the tie, his thinking seemed to be more acute. The information he had seen on this table back in Fei Du's mind in detail. His heart suddenly moved - by the way, the list of participants in the album project is too complete, and it contains the identity and relative information of everyone. It may only be provided by the insider who was in the municipal bureau at that time... Then, according to common sense, the insider himself seems to be someone outside this information. Otherwise, when he was secretly talking to Fei Chengyu, would it be necessary to mix his own information into it?

However, this list almost covers all the front-line criminal police officers of the municipal bureau back then. If they were people outside this list, they would have a long relationship. Can they be called "insider"?

It seems a little unreasonable.

So……

Fei Du suddenly raised his head - it seemed that there was only one possibility left. Among these people, the "insider" who killed Gu Zhao was, but Fei Chengyu didn't know which one he was!

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside. Fei Du, who was blindfolded, was still immersed in the list of the "Picture Album Plan". He did not come back to his senses for a while. The footsteps suddenly coincided with his childhood memories - Fei Du was shocked. He was also half looking through the scene in surprise and doubt. Suddenly, he heard the footsteps of Fei Chengyu coming back, approaching the basement as now.

He was still making phone calls 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 chilling, but his heart was shrouded in some strange and strange emotions. His limbs seemed to be filled with ice, his palms were soaked in fine sweat, and his breathing was involuntarily accelerating.

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

Fei Du remembered that it was too late for him to hide. In desperation, he quickly returned the documents that had been rumored on the table based on his memory, and then, relying on his smallness, he got into the small cabinet under the large bookcase.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if they had reached the door. Fei Du, who was blindfolded by his tie, subconsciously took a few steps back towards the bookcase in his memory, but there were no bookcases there. He slammed into the small cabinet next to the screen of the home theater, and poured the cabinet to one side, inducing vomiting inside, and calming drugs were spread all over the floor. At the same time, someone kicked open the password door that he had not closed.

In an instant, there seemed to be a string in Fei Du's mind, which was hooked up and moved. A "clang" echoed, exploded near his temples in a shocking way. A piece of memory passed through his skull like a bullet-like movement - the movement of the falling cabinet overlapped with a certain sound in his memory.

Luo Wenzhou, who broke in, saw the medicine bottle rolling on the ground at a glance. He recalled Fei Du's bad criminal record, which scared him to death.

Luo Wenzhou rushed over and hugged Fei Du: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Have you touched those medicines again? Fei Du? Fei Du, tell me something!"

Luo Wenzhou broke in and interrupted his memories strongly. Fei Du was a little confused for a moment, his pale lips trembled slightly. Then, the tie on his eyes was pulled off by someone. Luo Wenzhou seemed to be afraid that he would lose it, and his arms made him feel a little painful.

Luo Wenzhou almost dragged him out of the basement 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 sucked by the strange basement. Luo Wenzhou pulled his wrist off, clamped his chin and turned to face him, with a gloomy face: "I said I haven't said that, please don't run around?"

Fei Du stared at him for a moment, then suddenly pulled Luo Wenzhou's collar, pressed him on the sofa, lowered his head and kissed him.

Luo Wenzhou didn't know where his sudden good treatment came from, and was a little stunned. He hurriedly reached out to hug Fei Du, feeling the anxiety that the other party could not explain, and almost embed him into the sofa. Luo Wenzhou pinched Fei Du's neck with one hand and stroked it gently, and at the same time he turned his head with difficulty: "Spread... I'm so breathless, baby."

Fei Du's movements slowed down, and then, he kissed Luo Wenzhou gently on his earlobe. Luo Wenzhou immediately took a breath, feeling that his waist was half weak. He raised his hand and pulled Fei Du back, who was about to leave: "It's useless to chew it after chewing?"

Fei Du: "What do you want?"

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

"Take it away," Fei Du waved his hand very generously, "I will buy one and get one free, and there is no need to make change."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

He was speechless for a moment and carefully savored this sentence, and his ears were actually a little hot.

The mineral water in the villa had expired, so the two had to find a kettle to boil it on their own. Fei Du found a piece of aged Pu'er tea cake from somewhere and knocked a few pieces with an awl to drink.

"I just remembered that the first time I accidentally got into Fei Chengyu's basement. He happened to come back in the middle. I got into the small cupboard under the bookcase, but he didn't actually come in at that time because he seemed to have just walked to the door. My mother was sick upstairs and was so crazy that she didn't know what had been smashed. Fei Chengyu cursed and went out in a hurry." Fei Du washed the tea skillfully, then soaked the first water. The rich tea soup quickly smelled. He put the filter net of the tea and poured a cup for himself and Luo Wenzhou. "I took the opportunity to run away."

Luo Wenzhou: "Where is your mother?"

Fei Du was silent for a while, and his fingers turned his hot teacup: "I don't know, I hid in the room and didn't dare to watch - have you been to pick up the Lu Bureau? How about it?"

When he mentioned this, Luo Wenzhou was speechless. He leaned back and then weakly before he said this day that subverted his views: "It's not clear now. If something happens, Tao Ran will send me a message. Without news, it is the best news."

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

Luo Wenzhou almost bounced up from the sofa: "What?"

Fei Du thought about his own affairs, but did not notice Luo Wenzhou's expression. He said absent-mindedly: "When I went out just now, I met a taxi driver, who should be waiting for me...uh..."

Luo Wenzhou grabbed his collar and checked him from head to toe. He found that even an extra thread had not flew out. While breathing a sigh of relief, Luo Wenzhou burned fire from the soles of his feet to the top of his head: "I'll let you be careful, you fuckingly think that my words are in front of you! Fei Du, I'll tell you, if you are...you..."

He was so angry that he had forgotten the words.

Fei Du blinked in a daze, put up Luo Wenzhou's storm-bounced hands with his hands, closed his palms, and his pair of peach blossom eyes bent very scoundrel: "Senior Brother, I love you."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

I always come here and I don’t even bother to change my tricks!

Immediately, Fei Du became slightly serious: "My people followed me, but the driver told me that I had met his 'teacher'."

"I got a news on the way to find you," said Luo Wenzhou. "Director Zhang said that the second album plan was not named by him. Now the investigation team's attention has shifted to Yan Gongda, especially..."

"My bad-tempered mentor?" Fei Du asked.

"Do you remember I told you about Chen Zhen's report letter?" Luo Wenzhou said, "If you can hand it directly to the above, there must be a channel for speech. Teacher Pan once served as a criminal policeman, and later became an authority in the industry, with a wide connection. He has this channel - and he showed extraordinary interest in some of the topics left by Fan Siyuan, and even wrote them in internal textbooks..."

Luo Wenzhou paused slightly and shook his head: "You said you have seen that person, could it be him?"
Chapter completed!