It seemed to be a voice from his dream, so familiar that it made him tremble, fulfilling his long-lasting expectation.

Fei Du's frown slowly loosened, and let his sleepiness be involuntarily in the faint smell of smoke in his imagination. Before he fell asleep, he was still thinking about holding the hand covering his eyes. Unfortunately, one arm was given a drip, and the other arm was locked in plaster. His limbs were not enough, so he had to give up.

As long as Fei Du has an independent consciousness, it is like holding the scepter of fate again. He feels like there is a stone mountain guarding one side. There is no grass growing, and it cannot be urged. He does not need any will to survive. Naturally, he can skillfully clear all the distracting thoughts and do his best to coordinate with the adjustment of his almost exhausted body functions. Every time he sleeps, he is "recharged". Every day he wakes up, he is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Of course, Senior Brother Luo’s “care” is of great significance.

This person claimed to be here to take care of him, but in fact, the serious work is done by other carers.

Luo Wenzhou's daily task is to run to him for three meals, then use the TV in his ward to watch football games and food programs, and then leave after seeing him sleeping in a weak position.

The most outrageous thing is that every time he eats, he has to go to the upper vent to let the taste of rib soup float over without wasting any waste. At the same time, the TV is playing the process of steak from raw to cook under high-definition camera, making a "sizzling" sound - sound, color, fragrance, and Fei Du, who can't speak or move like a zombie, can be described as a four-in-one, allowing him to experience from body to mind what it means to "repay kindness and revenge".

Fei Du, who was preparing nutrient solution, looked at Luo Wenzhou silently with his eyes.

Luo Wenzhou faced his eyes, as if he could not see the silent condemnation inside at all, and he still published a verbal paper: "What is the price of my mother's pork rib soup? I said that the players with a relatively low-lying level of her braised braised. If you don't listen, you must say that braised braised unhealthy and need to be stewed. Look, the seasonings are not right, salt is not right, let alone the heat. If you feed the cat, I guess the cat will have to dig it out and buried it."

Then Fei Du watched him with disgust, while talking and losing half of his bowl.

Fei Du: "…"

Luo Wenzhou looked at him for a while, as if he suddenly understood something, and leaned forward very cheaply; "Why are you staring at me, do you want to eat?"

Fei Du blinked at him gently.

Luo Wenzhou took away the last piece of rib without hesitation: "When you can call me 'brother', I'll give you some sweetness."

Fei Du: "…"

He actually had no interest in pork rib soup, but he just thought it was interesting to look at Luo Wenzhou. This gentleman was a buzzing man. As soon as he walked in, he kept the cold and empty ward alive.

Luo Wenzhou finished the meal live in front of him, and did not work for the nursing staff. He limped and cleaned up the dishes and then looked out like a thief. Seeing that the medical staff had no intention of coming back for the time being, he quickly covered the door and sneaked to the edge of Feidu's bed: "Do you do something that violates discipline and don't say anything."

Fei Du lowered his eyes and glanced at himself. He felt that he had no room for "violation of discipline" from head to toe, so he looked at Luo Wenzhou with some anticipation, wanting to learn fashionable gameplay with his senior brother.

...And then he saw Luo Wenzhou pulling out a small bottle of honey from somewhere.

Fei Du thought expressionlessly: "Oh."

He is really not the kind of person who can't bear to eat or drink a lot in a month or two.

"Quietly," Luo Wenzhou lowered his voice and said to Fei Du like a criminal selling big smoke, "I'll give you a mouthful, no more."

As he said that, he poured a few drops of honey into the cap, mixed it with a little warm water, then dipped it in a little cotton swab, and carefully applied it to Fei Du's lip that was invisible to blood.

Although Fei Du felt that this level of "discipline violation" did not meet expectations, he still licked it gently with a very proud face, thinking to himself: "Lotus Flower Honey."

At the same time, his eyes swept over the man in front of him, Luo Wenzhou, who seemed to have lost weight. He could not make up for the wounded muscles and bones by biting a few pieces of ribs. His injured leg was not very dared to support the ground, and he hung there in vain. It was difficult for him to maintain a precise balance. Under the sleeves of the rolled-up shirt, there was a scratch that was about to heal, leaving only a few shallow marks. When he got closer, he could smell a detergent smell warmed by his body temperature.

"The skin with this body temperature must feel very good." Fei Du thought for no reason. He narrowed his eyes gently and silently switched to the perspective of beastly clothes, believing that Luo Wenzhou's haggard face was filled with a little haggard face at this time, looking very seductive.

Although Fei, who was disabled and lustful, was just a living zombie who could blink, it still did not prevent him from surfing Luo Wenzhou's "below his neck and above his knees" for a few times. He felt that it was definitely better than the pork rib soup that was criticized.

Luo Wenzhou was very focused on feeding water, fearing that the cotton swab would hurt him, so he had to be careful not to rub the sticky honey water everywhere. A bottle cap of honey water almost made him sweat, and he had no time to pay attention to the deep and malicious eyes of a bourgeoisie.

"What did you say you are blocking it? Do it well behind your car, and at most it will be rubbed with oil." Luo Wenzhou unknowingly fed him water, while softening his voice, "Aren't you a professional pervert who plans to open the 'Shenwu Kill Training Center'? Why are you doing cross-border activities to sacrifice yourself to save others?"

Fei Du's mouth gently raised the corners.

"Smile," Luo Wenzhou said again, "I almost thought that your 'masterpiece' would be awesome. I asked someone to buy a photo frame two days ago. Now it's framed, and I'll be ready to hang it on the head of the bed in the future."

Fei Du was a little confused at first and didn't understand what the so-called "masterpiece" refers to.

It took him a while to recall it - at the meeting that day, he drew two portraits on the meeting note book, the protagonists were Luo Wenzhou. One was dressed and sitting upright, while the other was more "casual" and dressed casually... He only wore a tie.

The former was turned upside down on the author's chest by the great team Luo, while the latter was torn away by him on the spot.

Fei Du couldn't help but imagine the scene of the painting "mounted on the head of the bed". He was impressed by Luo Wenzhou's three-foot-face skin. He subconsciously pursed his lips, and a drop of water flowed down his lips. Luo Wenzhou hurriedly reached out to touch it-

Fei Du licked it by chance, and the tip of his tongue just hit his hand, and the two of them were stunned at the same time.

Then, before Luo Wenzhou could react, Fei Du simply rolled up his fingertips with his tongue and drew half a circle on his fingertips, regardless of lightness or weight.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

As if nothing had happened, Fei Du calmly withdrew his magical powers from his lips and tongue, and looked at Luo Wenzhou leisurely. Because he had lost weight these days, his eyes were bent with a smile or not. There was a hook in the corner of his eyes, which contained Luo Wenzhou's "General Fei"-style gaze.

Although he didn't even snort, Luo Wenzhou understood what this person was going to say in his eyes for no reason: "When you call me 'brother', I can promise you, and I'll give you some sweetness."

Among all the seriously injured patients in the world who only have minor movements, Fei Du can win a world champion in the "rogue" event.

Luo Wenzhou underestimated Dao'er for a moment, and felt that his fingers were licked a little numb, and it became even hotter for a moment, and his throat rolled unbearably: "You..."

At this time, the cell phone in his pocket shook, Luo Wenzhou: "...you wait for me!"

Tao Ran on the other side of the phone was puzzled: "Ah? What are you waiting for? It's not convenient for you to answer the phone now?"

"I didn't say you." Luo Wenzhou changed the phone to speakerphone without any worries. After thinking about it, he was reluctant to give up. He gently patted Fei Du's forehead, "What's going on today?"

He was suspended from work and had a sick leave, and was free and easy in the hospital, and he could even remotely control the criminal investigation team's case handling process.

"We found the mailing record of Dong Qian sending things abroad," Tao Ran said. "It was when Zheng Kaifeng's first 'deposit' was just sent out. The address was the empty overseas underground money house exchange point. The content of the mailing was a 'contract'. Now this 'contract' was found - Dong Qian sent it in their fleet's warehouse, anonymous. His colleagues didn't know that the things in the box were stored by him. We carefully checked everyone's things after the approval of the administrator and other team members who had stored the things. This was a 'overseas investment agency contract', written in English. Dong Qian probably didn't understand what this thing was, so he left it and did not send it to Dong Xiaoqing together."

Many overseas underground money banks will use the guise of a storefront such as "pawn shops" and "currency exchange points" as a guise. Cash from illegal sources is transferred several times in their underground network, and finally deposited it into the bank in the name of an institution, and then exchanged it for some kind of asset in the name of "investment". After several whitewashings, it will return to its owner.

In order to murder Zhou Junmao, Zheng Kaifeng paid the truck driver Dong Qian two sums of money. The remaining money was caught off guard by the police, and the result was left unresolved. The whole thing has been cleared now - the money was remitted by Zheng Kaifeng from an overseas company and was laundered through the Internet of the underground bank. The entire process is almost over. If the incident was not revealed, after a while, Dong Xiaoqing might get this unexpected investment income and live ignorantly and richly.

Although Dong Qian's family is not rich and not poor, the diligent and ordinary people have never seen such a large sum of money, and they may not be moved if they really see it - because they know in their hearts that this is ill-gotten wealth, and they have no idea what they can do for so much money and cannot have practical greed. So why is Dong Qian willing to sacrifice his life?

Luo Wenzhou: "What else is there in that anonymous storage warehouse?"

"There are photos of Dong Gan's deceased wife before her death and a paper man - the kind that burned her to the dead - kneeling position. Zhou Junmao's name was written on the back of her head." Tao Ran said, "We searched all the small shops that do the shroud wreath business nearby. One of them recognized this paper man. It was customized a month before Zhou Junmao's car accident. The boss also found the order. The signature and contact information were indeed Dong Gan. Because the kneeling villain was very strange, the owner of the shroud shop suspected that he was doing something cult witchcraft, so he was particularly impressed by him and the physical characteristics described were also suitable."

"I try to restore the whole case - Dong Gan's wife died in a car accident 21 years ago. He grew up alone in pulling his daughter and never knew her true cause of death. Then one day, a mysterious courier came to the door without buying anything and gave him a mysterious email, which revealed the real cause of his wife's death."

"Dong Gan was shocked and began to contact this mysterious man. He pretended to buy online and repeatedly bought returns. In fact, he was contacting the mysterious man behind him through the courier. The other party sent him the evidence and proposed cooperation with Dong Gan."

"Dong Gan doesn't care how much money can be obtained. How the cross-border black money is circulated is too complicated for him. He should be determined to take revenge, and even find someone to translate those complicated fund contracts. Throughout the process, Zheng Kaifeng did not show up, and he perfectly hid himself in the case of that year. Even buying/murdering Zhou Junmao should be in the name of Zhou Huaijin - this is why Dong Xiaoqing took the risk and assassinated Zhou Huaijin after learning some of the truth."

Luo Wenzhou: "So how do you explain the email Dong Gan sent to himself during his lifetime?"

"It is speculated that it should be sent by Dong Gan," said Tao Ran. "Although Dong Gan's purpose is to take revenge, after all, there is such a large amount of money behind it and will be transferred to his daughter's account in the future. If Dong Xiaoqing knows nothing, she may be scared by such a large amount of money at that time - but he didn't expect Dong Xiaoqing to have such a fierce personality."

Luo Wenzhou still frowned: "So, who did Dong Xiaoqing's car accident as you said?"
Chapter completed!