Chapter 32 "If-I-Die-Young"

Luo Qiu didn't think about this problem anymore and carefully hid his thoughts in his heart.

He felt that there seemed to be something lacking in the altar at this time, and it felt too rigid... He didn't know if the previous boss could also achieve the kind of implicit communication between him and the altar.

But subconsciously, he felt that maybe the current altar was what his previous boss had encountered.

There is no basis for this, it is just a feeling.

Leaving the most fragile things here for the time being, Luo Qiu organized his thoughts and opened the door to the negative third floor. His mood could not be said to be very relaxed, but it didn't seem to be heavy either, just returning to normal.

When he came back, Luo Qiu didn't see Dazhe. Youye said that he had already chosen a place to live in Britain. It was a good manor, but it was a bit deserted, so he arranged for Dazhe to go there and move the manor first. Clean and tidy.

Also traveling with him was Nero.

This is equivalent to saving Miss Nero from the terrifying hell of copying. Of the 270,000 times of penalty copying, Miss Nero has not copied more than 3,000 so far... The maid's code is really too long, and the copying code is Although the quill won't wear out, Miss Nero will still get cramps in her hand from using it.

So she happily accepted this task. She was so happy that she probably still hadn't recovered from her illness before leaving. If it weren't for the maid standing next to her, she would have wanted to commit suicide again and discuss with the boss whether she could be taken care of. .

The store suddenly became quiet.

Luo Qiu had already taken back the evil soul seals that he had traded back from the wealthy Su Zijun during the Taishan Incident, and sacrificed a wave of them along the way. The life within the original red line had long been restored, even far exceeding the life before his trip to South America. Standards, it can be said that there is no pressure at all.

Luo Qiu is the boss, the boss who is connected to the altar, and there is no important mission waiting for him to complete, and there is no big devil waiting for him to fight...or to some extent, he is already one The big devil is not sure either.

Suddenly, Luo Qiu had a feeling... He felt that he was in his best state now.

"Outing?"

In front of the counter, the maid who was waiting for the master to return from the altar space asked unexpectedly... The master was a little different during this time, but he seems to have recovered now.

"Spring has begun." Luo Qiu smiled slightly and said, "Let's go for an outing."

The maid absolutely obeyed her master's will, so she nodded after hearing this. Since we are going on an outing, we naturally need to prepare some food.

"Let's make sandwiches together." Boss Luo pinched his sleeves and showed a relaxed smile.

So Luo Ya was called out of the room, and the three of them were in the kitchen, making... sandwiches that needed to be layered on top of each other.

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"No need to continue the investigation?"

Miss Song Ying was full of energy that day and planned to find new clues today and find out the murderer of that year - even though she thought the same thing yesterday and yesterday.

But what I didn't expect was that early this morning I received a call from my grandfather who had returned to South America, saying that the investigation could be terminated.

Song Ying naturally wanted to ask why.

Grandpa Song Tianyou answered very simply, saying that this matter was requested by Luo Qiu... Although Song Tianyou was very puzzled by Luo Qiu's request, he was someone who had been in contact with his brother's grandson, and the contact time had not been long. , but in the eyes of Father Song, Luo Qiu seems to be a more reliable person than Song Haoran and Song Ying.

Of course, there is also the factor of Mr. Blind: Mr. Blind once said that Luo Qiu is the most noble person.

Dad doesn’t have any idea of ​​trying to please - with the current wealth and ability of the Song family, there is no need to please anyone, or with that illusory luck, the Song family can make further progress, but it seems that it is just The icing on the cake is not as practical as the return of a descendant of the Song family.

Because the Song family is really too thin.

So instead of developing the Song family, what my father wanted to see more was how to spread the Song family... Song Haoran looked hopeless.

"Young people remember to know how to exercise moderation. As for me, grandpa, although I am older, my body is still very strong. It's okay to wait for a year or two. The key is to take good care of your body, you know."

Song Ying always felt that her grandfather seemed to have misunderstood something...but she didn't know what could cause him to misunderstand.

So what happened?

She planned to ask Luo Qiu what happened, but she called and found that she couldn't get through. Although Luo Qiu's phone number was there, it often failed to get through.

At any rate, she was also the one who went to Luo Qiu's house, so she didn't feel that the signal there was bad?

So angry!

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt angry... After sitting in the back seat of Alfa's car and ending the satellite phone call with Song Tianyou, Miss Ying had the words "Don't mess with me" written on her face. .

The bodyguard next to him vaguely heard his father's weak voice on the other end of the phone, so he was looking out at the street, looking like he was monitoring carefully.

He would never say it even to death, but he reported to his father that night that the young master and the young lady stayed in the car for a long time, and that Miss Ying's waist was injured afterwards.

"Let's go!" Song Ying ordered with an unhappy look on her face.

"Where to go?"

"Shopping!"

…

Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao are still working hard to identify the people who passed by the alley when the crime occurred and two days after the crime occurred.

The progress of the investigation in the past two days is pretty good. Thirty-two of the more than fifty aura holders have been investigated at this time, but unfortunately they are all unrelated people.

The investigation is ongoing.

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Sir Ma's investigation is also in progress. Due to orders from above, the entire first and second team members are now focusing on the case of dismemberment.

Because the Wu Rong murder case was later discovered, and the two cases were merged into one, the workload naturally increased a lot... but the public's attention dropped.

Should we lament that this is an age where people are entertained to death, or should they be sad that this is an age where people are entertained to death?

But those who should work overtime still have to work overtime. The entire group of people has been working continuously for almost a week... and the more progressed thing is that new technology has finally been used, which roughly determines the specific details of Wang Liang and Wu Rong. time of death - this also benefited from the help of the new forensic doctor.

The matter in Wang Liang and Wu Rong's circle of friends has also been investigated - but the results of the investigation immediately made the case even more confusing.

The time of death of Wang Liang and Wu Rong was before the Chinese New Year, and the time of their death was no more than two weeks apart. The updates they posted on Moments and the data obtained from the network provider showed that the login locations were In a different place.

That is to say, the photos on the feed are not randomly found or photoshopped, but actually taken in different places.

Comparing the time and place where Wang Liang and Wu Rong logged in every time - most of them were out of town, and during this period, Zhao Le, who should have been the most suspect, was all in the city... How could one person be able to do the same thing? ?

Under this situation, although Ma Sir and Zhou Yusheng had no choice but to temporarily remove those who were monitoring Zhao Le - Zhao Le had actually been under surveillance, but it was all done in secret.

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The people responsible for following Zhao Le were Lin Feng and his companion Xiao Wang.

"I understand, sir."

Inside the rehabilitation center, Sir Lin turned off the phone and then twisted his stiff neck. My colleague Xiao Wang then asked what was going on.

Lin Feng told the truth, while Xiao Wang stretched his waist and seemed to be relieved.

They have been investigating Zhao Le's affairs these days - the more in-depth the investigation, the better they can understand a person. They followed Zhao Le these days and found that this young man was indeed a person of good character.

He has excellent academic performance and won a scholarship from the school without relying on any other rumors. His reputation among neighbors is that he is a good kid from other families. Even the security guard downstairs talks about it with praise.

Perhaps this can be said that Zhao Le pays great attention to his own reputation. After all, there are situations where the more scheming people are, they will behave perfectly and hide it better.

But they have been following them these past few days, watching Zhao Le take his sister Zhang Xiaoqin in and out of the rehabilitation center, watching his care for his sister, the kind of family affection that comes from the heart, watching it, Xiao Wang also feels a little sad. Face sour.

The investigation was withdrawn, which gave the two of them a feeling of relief... Who wants this suffering family to make things worse, or to see it have a small improvement and then ruthlessly extinguish it?

"Do you have any money?"

Just when he was about to go back, Sir Lin suddenly looked at Xiao Wang and asked.

Xiao Wang was stunned for a moment, then took out his wallet and took a look. There were only three pieces of Mao Zedong and more than ten yuan in change.

He originally wanted to ask Lin Feng what he wanted to do, but unexpectedly, Lin Sir didn't know whether he had been following Ma Sir for a long time, and thick-faced people also learned about the heat of seven or eight points. Without saying anything, he grabbed it and counted three hairs. Grandpa, then stuffed the remaining ten dollars in change back.

Then under Xiao Wang's stunned gaze, Lin Feng stood up and walked directly into the rehabilitation room... Xiao Wang guessed what Lin Feng wanted to do, but he was very sad and angry!

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Zhao Le is not here. He has to go to class during the day and only takes time to visit at noon.

It happened to be the time for Zhao Le to come to visit, but he was not there at the moment. Instead, he went to wash the towel to wipe Zhang Xiaoqin's sweat.

In the room, Zhang Xiaoqin attached the shelf bit by bit and moved slowly. But maybe she pushed herself too hard, and her forehead was covered with sweat now.

Maybe it was because she was too tired. Zhang Xiaoqin suddenly lost her balance and was about to fall down.

At this time, someone grabbed her arm and stabilized her body. Fortunately, she didn't fall.

Zhang Xiaoqin secretly muttered luck, and wanted to say some words of thanks, but when she looked up and saw Lin Feng who came to the door that day, she couldn't help but smile.

"Let's take a rest first." Lin Feng whispered, "I'll help you."

Zhang Xiaoqin didn't say anything, nodded, and then with Lin Feng's help, she slowly walked to the resting place and sat down... Then she looked at Lin Feng doubtfully, "You..."

Lin Feng said quickly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to see you. I just came here to visit the doctor. I just didn't expect to meet you, Miss Zhang."

Zhang Xiaoqin nodded doubtfully.

Lin Feng took a breath at this moment, and then took out the stolen grandfather Mao. After pasting two of them himself, he stuffed them directly into Zhang Xiaoqin's hand.

"This is?"

"Buy some supplements." Lin Feng smiled and said, "Live a good life. When life should get better, it will naturally get better."

"But……"

Zhang Xiaoqin wanted to say something, but Lin Feng hurriedly said hello and walked out of the room quickly... Holding a few hundred dollars in her hand, she looked at Lin Feng's disappearing back, and finally shook her head.

"sister!"

Zhao Le came back with a towel, wiped Zhang Xiaoqin's face, and then asked curiously: "Has anyone been here just now?"

He saw the cash in Zhang Xiaoqin's hand and frowned.

Zhang Xiaoqin asked Zhao Le to sit down, smiled and said, "I happened to meet a friend and chatted for a few words."

"Who is it?" Zhao Le smiled, "I have to thank him properly. He is a kind person."

Zhang Xiaoqin said: "You don't know me. I haven't contacted you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Zhao Le snorted, then looked out the window doubtfully, saw two figures leaving, and frowned... He turned around and smiled slightly, then squatted down, looked at Zhang Xiaoqin, and said softly: "I'll give you a massage. Just take a moment."

Zhao Le squatted down and pressed Zhang Xiaoqin's calf carefully. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqin stretched out his hands and gently squeezed Zhao Le's shoulders.

Zhang Xiaoqin said with a smile: "Look at your strong shoulders, don't read for too long. No one in our family is short-sighted, you are myopic!"

Zhao Le smiled honestly.

The doctor said that Zhang Xiaoqin is recovering very well. By the summer, she should be able to walk naturally. It may not be convenient for running, but it will not hinder her daily life.

"I'm not tired." Zhao Le said happily: "If I don't work harder, how can my life get better? Sister, you have to strive for good days by yourself!"

"fool."

Zhang Xiaoqin reached out and poked Zhao Le's forehead, then rubbed it with his palms and said softly: "Go to class, otherwise you will be late."

"I'll give you another five minutes of massage." Zhao Le lowered his head again and carefully rubbed the acupuncture points on Zhang Xiaoqin's calf.

Zhao Le has studied the massage techniques for a long time these days, and has naturally become proficient in them.

Zhang Xiaoqin remembered what Lin Feng said.

When life should get better, it will naturally get better.

So, it's probably getting better now, right?

She looked at the five hundred dollars lying next to her and smiled knowingly.

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In the afternoon, the students did not see Lecturer Gao Wen, and the deputy dean was still the substitute.

"Your teacher Gao has taken a few days off. I will be your substitute teacher these days, so don't ask any more questions."

There was a murmur of discussion in the classroom.

Chen Mingming didn't listen. He sat in the back row, picked up the book he planned to finish, and began to read carefully.

He actually doesn't have to come to school anymore, but he is used to having to get everything done, so he comes.

It was just that the deputy dean on the podium spoke too loudly with the microphone, so Chen Mingming simply put on his headphones, and his whole world was filled with the sound of musical notes.

——"if-i-die-young"

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