Chapter 301

Xie Dang rolled his white eyes, and his hoarse voice came out of his chest. He gnashed his teeth and said, "who, shaved, I, my, head, hair!"

Master Xie muzhou: "..." Does this matter?

He took a look at Xie Dang's dumplings and believed that it didn't matter!

When the father comforted: "it's OK, the hair can grow without it. Besides, we grow well and look good without it."

Bareheaded

Xie Dang laboriously raised his left hand and touched the back of his head. He didn't touch any curly hair

Like a bolt from the blue, split in the sky!

He breathed heavily, and with all his strength, said word by word, "hat, son."

Xie muzhou is muddled to force for a while, gather over: "hat?"

Xie Dang pulled open the oxygen mask, and his eyes turned white: "stand, carve, go, give, I, buy, hat, son!"

“……”

Just come back from the ghost gate, think about this?

Xie muzhou quickly put on the oxygen mask for him and said, "OK, OK, I'll buy you a hat. Don't move around."

Just in time, the attending doctor came here. He was director Zhao of brain surgery and had a test.

Master Xie muzhou surreptitiously asked, "my child's brain is not bad, is it?"

He felt a little bad.

Director Zhao smiled and shook his head: "don't worry, it's OK."

Master Xie is still not at ease. He always thinks it's bad. He has to buy a hat, or he will wake up again.

Thanks Dang a sleep, another day, the spirit this just much better, after all young, the body foundation is good, the head opened a hole, but also can recover so fast.

Master Xie bought dozens of hats for his son. There are all kinds of colors. However, Xie Dang has injuries on his head. He can't wear the heavy ones, the tight ones, and the hard ones Finally, there was only a pink fisherman's hat left.

Xie Dang: "..."

Ya, I don't want face!

Xie Dang put on a pink fisherman's hat with a disdainful face. In an instant, she was a young girl, and he had just had an operation. She looked thin and weak, but couldn't speak too much. As a result, a little boy who broke his leg next door saw him once and called him "aunt".

He broke the leg he didn't break!

On the third day after the operation, Xie Dang was in a much better condition and had more and more waking time. After Jiang Jiusheng asked the doctor in charge, he dared to ask about his condition at that time.

"What happened on the day of the accident?"

Xie Dang, wearing a pink hat and lying on his back, has taken off the oxygen mask and can speak easily. Looking at Jiang Jiusheng, he asks her, "what's the matter?"

Jiang Jiusheng's eye base rarely fluctuates: "who bumped you? Where is the ink? "

Xie Dang is stupefied for a moment and grabs the key: "who the hell hit me?! I will shave his hair! " The latter sentence is too loud, which makes his brain AChE and a little tinnitus.

Jiang Jiusheng looks a little anxious: "did you see the murderer?"

Xie dangmeng: "what murderer?"

Not good.

Brain is broken!

Master Xie stared at Xie Dang with a sad expression.

Yu Wen, who has been sitting on the sofa without a sound, asks coldly, "Xie Dang, who am I?"

Xie Dang glanced at him: "you have a brain disease."

Yuwen Chongfeng pinches a cigarette in his hand, but doesn't light it. He plays at his fingertips. He gets up from the sofa and goes to the bedside. He holds the cigarette between his fingers and points to Xie Dang. "I think it's you who is sick in the brain."

Xie Dang: "..."

Does this pink fisherman's hat look bullying? Ya, if he didn't get up, he would have beaten him.

"How much do you remember?" Asked Jiang Jiusheng.

Without waiting for Xie Dang to answer, master Xie immediately put his face in front of him, worried and looking forward: "Dangdang, do you still know your father?"

Xie Dang glanced at him: "I'm too old to recognize." Three pairs of eyes stared at him, with the eyes of the mentally retarded, "why do you look at me like this? Don't worry, I can recognize you guys even if they turn grey."

We all know that we don't remember how we were hit.

Jiang Jiusheng twisted his brow and his cold peach blossom eyes were dark: "when you had a car accident, the police suspected that someone had deliberately hit you. At that time, the ink was with you. She is now missing. How much do you remember?"

Xie Dang thought, "no impression." He looked at his father. "I only remember that you asked me to go to elder martial sister Jiu's house to give gifts."

Jiang Jiusheng presses the pager.

Director Zhao of brain surgery came again and gave Xie Dang a comprehensive examination.

After the examination, master Xie muzhou secretly asked him, "is my son's brain broken?"

Director Zhao shook his head: "it's a temporary memory disorder, no big problem." Seeing the old man's face uneasy, director Zhao explained in detail, "after the craniotomy, the lump still hasn't disappeared, it's pressed on the surrounding nerves, and after a period of time, the blood clot disappears, and those forgotten things will naturally come to mind."Well, it's not stupid.

Master Xie took a sigh of relief and looked at him. He was very kind. His family Dang was in his twenties. Apart from the girl who liked him, he went all the way smoothly and successfully. He was a violin master when he was young. The solo concert was flying, and he had not suffered any hardship. This was the first time he suffered such a big crime, and his brain was almost broken.

No, he has to hurt his son so much. Didn't he always want to change his hat? buy whatever you want! It's estimated that the hair didn't grow so fast. He bought all the hat shops.

Master Xie thought so in his heart. Hearing Jiang Jiusheng ask director Zhao, "how long will it take to recover?"

"It doesn't have to be a week or two, or a month or two."

Jiang Jiusheng's face slightly changed.

Xie Dang looked at her: "Why are you so serious?"

"Ink blood was found at the scene of the accident."

The amount of bleeding is not small. She is more dangerous than lucky.

Later, Jiang Jiusheng didn't tell Xie Dang that he had just finished the operation and needed to rest.

In the afternoon, Huo Yining came to the hospital again. Taking into account Xie Dang's head, he didn't ask anything. Shijin sent him a number and let him go.

It's like getting in touch with the underground party.

Huo Yining really went to the queue. Shijin was sitting in front of the computer in a white gown, with a stethoscope and a mask on her hand. She looked like a doctor.

He gave him a picture.

After Huo Yining read it, he was sure he didn't recognize it: "who is this?"

When Jin from the computer out of a monitoring, slender fingers on the mouse, gently tap, pause: "this person to check the situation of Xie Dang."

It's a man. He's tall and big. His facial features are not outstanding. He's tattooed with flower arms.

The monitor found that the man had stayed in front of Xie Dang's ward three times, and had been in and out of the brain surgery office.

Huo Yining guessed: "to kill people and kill people?"

When Jin's finger fell on the photo, she knocked: "Xie Dang has hurt her brain, so there's no need to kill her."

There is no doubt that Xie Dang knows something.

He just can't remember for a short time, not for ever. Once and for all, it's good, but it's not so easy to kill people under Shijin's eyes.

Xie Dang can't remember for the time being, so he is safe for the time being.

Huo Yining looked at Shijin: "so, what's your inference?"

When Jin fingers stop: "what's going to happen in the near future." His eyes drooped, eyelashes fell a shadow on the bottom of his eyes, half of his face reflected in the sun, half bright and half dark. "The person involved in the matter is the one Xie Dang knew."

People Xie Dang knows

Huo Yining's first thought is: "do you think it's Jiang Jiusheng?"

For Jiang Jiusheng, Shijin has always had a strong sense of crisis.

He shook his head. "I don't know." Lifting the eyes, the light at the bottom of the eyes is like the eye-catching cold star in winter

Qin family in Central South China.

Qin Mingli put the document bag and a stack of photos in front of Qin Xing.

He raised his eyelids. "What is this?"

Qin Mingli came forward and spread out the photos one by one: "the person in the photo is the captain of the criminal investigation team."

And Shijin.

They met on various occasions and even photographed the exchange of objects.

Qin Xing picked up a piece and looked at it for a few times. His face was flat: "this is the evidence you said?"

He looks calm and totally doesn't think so.

Qin Mingli took out the information in the document bag and presented it to Qin Xing: "this criminal investigation team leader has also been a special police officer and engaged in anti smuggling and anti drug activities. When Jin and he had close contacts, can't you explain the problem?" His tone is firm and clear, "father, traitor of the Qin family, is Shi Jin."

Qin turned over several pages and threw them on the table: "how many photos will you show me?"

Even the servants of the Qin family know that he and Shi Jin do not agree. His words, Qin Xing, will not believe it all.

"can know all the big movements of Qin family, and can put an eyelid in the police and our people," Qin Ming Li vowed. "Besides the time Jin, who else has the ability to hide the sky?"

Qin Xing asked no questions: "then what do you want to talk about

When the Qin family lost, Shijin, as the leader, must be the first to suffer. There are many people who want his life on the road.

"Father," Qin reminded in a deep voice, "don't forget that you killed Jiang Jiusheng nine years ago."

Nine years ago, Qin Xing gave the psychiatrist a chance to take advantage of it. Even Jiang Jiusheng's feigned car accident was a good play for him.

In the whole Qin family, it's not Qin Mingli but Qin Xing who most hopes Jiang Jiusheng will die.

Qin Mingli went back to the room with a bad temper.

"Qin Xing doesn't believe it?" Wen Shihao has been pregnant for five months. She is already pregnant and her abdomen is bulging. She lies on the sofa half by half, hands on her abdomen, and flicks it all the time, because during pregnancy, she is quite plump.

Qin Mingli was gloomy and didn't answer.She sat up, with her hands on her stomach. "Believe it or not, he'll just doubt it." She picked up the bird's nest on the table and scooped out the spoon. "Your father would rather kill by mistake than let it go."

"He will kill Shijin?" Qin Mingli picked up his eyebrows and obviously didn't believe it.

Wen Shihao shook his head: "he is reluctant." Slowly and methodically drink a mouthful, like a ready-made mind, "when Jin is a good chess piece, killed how regrettable."

On courage, the Qin family can't find the second Shijin any more. Qin Xing points to him to fight in the four directions. How can he give up this blade.

Qin Mingli was too lazy to play riddles, and could not bear: "so?"

Wen Shihao lies back lazily and touches his bulging stomach: "you can wait to see. If you fight with each other, you will always die and hurt one side."

Qin Xing is suspicious. He can't do nothing. Even if he doesn't want to kill Shijin, I'm afraid he will give him some blood and taste the bitterness.

She thought again, "who sent the picture?"

"No." Qin Mingli rubbed his chin. "I can't find it at all. It shouldn't be easy to deal with."

"Instead of giving the photo to Qin Xing directly, I borrowed your hand. It should be Qin's family, and I don't want to expose it." Wen Shihao pauses, "however, whether he is easy to deal with, anyway, the goal is Shijin."

It has nothing to do with killing people with a knife. It depends on who is the last fisherman to gain profits.

Study.

After thinking for a long time before Qin left, he told Qin Hai, the housekeeper, "get another batch of goods and let Shijin trade."

Qin Hai takes the lead and goes out to do business.

Su Fu came in, carrying the newly made tea, and went to Qin Xing's side: "I want to test him?" He poured out a cup of tea and handed it to Qin Xing

Qin Xing opened the tea leaves floating on the surface with a tea cover and bowed his head.

Su Fu was slow, poured himself a cup, and sat down beside Qin Xing: "if the test comes out, will you give up Shijin?"

Qin Xing looks up.

She smiled and made another hypothesis: "if you can't test it out, do you dare to use Shijin?"

Do not give up, do not dare to use.

She accurately said Qin Xing's mind. The whole Qin family, who knew him best, counted her.

Sufu put down his tea cup, stood up, went to the back, put his hand on Qin Xing's shoulder, and gently squeezed: "I have a way to help you solve your worries." Bending over, she asked, "do you want to hear me, sir?"

She is very clever.

Otherwise, Qin Xing would not keep her around for ten years: "you say."

The next day, before leaving work, Shijin received a call from Huo Yining.

"The man who checked out Xie Dang found out."

When Jin put down the case in her hand, looked up and asked Huo Yining, "whose man?"

Huo Yining pauses for a moment: "Xitang, Su family." After decades of hiding in Xitang, Huo Yining never dealt with the Su family. He continued, "he has a criminal record, is an arsonist, and worked as a thug in the Su family five years ago."

Most of the assets of the Su family are in the central Xitang. They have no contact with the Qin family in the South and the Teng family in the north. They stand in three directions and have been quiet for many years.

Now Su's family has an action. I'm afraid they will take one hair and move their whole body.

When Jin pondered for a moment: "give me a copy of the evidence in your hand."

Huo Yining sat in front of the computer and directly copied the whole folder out of the public security intranet: "your email has been sent." Then he asked, "what do you know about the Xitang family?"

Su's family started from collecting money. In recent years, they want to wash their money and engage in finance.

The Su family has a large population, the most mysterious of which is the fourth son of the Su family. The old man Su keeps this baby outside. He doesn't know whether it's male or female.

In addition, Huo Yining knew nothing.

When Jin to this, only evaluated four words: "appetite is not small."

Huo Yining agrees: "it's not small. I'm afraid I've been focusing on your Qin family for a long time."

The whole southern underground trade, Qin family accounted for nearly eight points, this fragrant cake, who do not want to swallow.

Listen to jiuxuan.

In the box, the laser light was on, the red and green light flashed and dimmed. In front of the wine table, there were four men in black suits. On the ground, there was one man kneeling. He was sweating all over, his head was lowered, his hands were on the table, his sleeves were rolled up, his arms were tattooed, and his fingers were shaking badly.

On the sofa behind the wine table, the slender legs of the woman lay on top of each other. She leaned back with her glass, and the bright light fell on her face. She jumped mottled, took a sip of wine, held a gun in her left hand, and turned the muzzle of the gun.

"Bang."

A shot without warning.

Kneeling on the ground, the man almost instinctively retracted his hand, and the bullet broke through the table, leaving a hollow hole. After breathing heavily, the man fell down on the ground and begged for mercy gingerly: "I know it's wrong, miss, please spare your life."

The Su family in Xitang is the most ruthless. It is the eldest daughter Su Fu.

She sat up straight, put the glass on the table, and blew the gun: "Lin Sheng, how many years have you been with me?"The man on the ground dare not stand up and reply with trembling, "five, five years."

Men's vocal cords are damaged and their voices are thick.

Su Fu raised his eyes, his face was in the light, half bright and half dark, his lips were lipstick painted, he drank wine, his lips were more red: "five years, I don't know my rules?"

The man raised his head, his eyes were full of fear and forbearance. The sweat on his forehead rolled down his cheek. He struggled for a long time and pressed his hand on the table again.

To lean forward.

The man closed his eyes painfully.

Click, the bullet is loaded, her action is not urgent and not slow, put the muzzle of the gun on the back of the man's hand, with a casual smile on the corner of her mouth, as if an insignificant game is going on, with her fingers clasping the trigger.

"Bang."

At the same time, accompanied by the man's painful cry, he held the pierced left hand, curled up on the ground, groaned and groaned painfully.

Sufu took out a wet towel, wiped the muzzle of the gun, got up, threw the small lady's gun on the sofa, walked to the man and looked down at him.

"It's not good for you to kill people. In these five years, have you fed your guns to dogs?"

The man endured the pain, struggled to kneel, did not dare to look up, bowed down, was sweating, shivering to explain: "the hospital has been guarded, I have no chance to start." He raised his head, looked at sufu, immediately bowed his head, and said cautiously, "but don't worry, young lady, that man has had a craniotomy, and he can't remember anything. He will not disclose your plan."

She is silent, long eyelashes are collected, and the light from top to bottom passes through her eyelashes. There is a shadow on her eyelid, and the opening is a round broadcasting cavity: "before the dust settles, keep a close eye on me."

The man hurriedly replied, "I see."

Sufu sat back on the sofa, took the wine, took a sip, and asked, "what about that woman?"

"It has been disposed of."

At night, the winter wind is cold and rustling, and the moon is covered by black clouds.

Xie Dang was lying on the hospital bed, still wearing a pink fisherman's hat. His eyes were closed tightly, his forehead was filled with a thick layer of sweat, his eyelids quivered a few times, but he never opened his eyes.

In the ward, the data on the monitor is bouncing, and the liquid in the infusion tube is ticking.

He clenched his hand and seemed to be struggling. The corners of his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't make a sound. He was trapped in a dream and couldn't wake up.

In the dream, it was a night when a black car hit him and his body was thrown heavily.

In the main driver of the black car, there is a man, with lips closed, holding the hand of the steering wheel, with flower arms tattooed. The man looks at him like a torch.

He fell back to the ground from the middle of the air, and the hot and sticky liquid came out of his body. He wanted to move his fingers, but he found that he could not move at all. The red liquid twisted and fainted, and flowed through his fingertips.

The man in the car got out of the car, dressed in black leather shoes, stepped on the oil road, there was a harsh voice, step by step, approached him.

The man crouches down, the hair is very short, show full forehead: "should not listen to, should hide a little bit."

The voice was thick, as dumb as smoke.

With that, he picked up the bricks on the ground, weighed them in his hand, raised his head, and was about to smash them -

a gust of wind came from the right door, and a figure came to him, hugged the man's waist, threw back hard, and they fell to the ground together.

It's the talking about calligraphy that just woke up.

When the man was unprepared, she pushed away the man and ran to Xie Dang. He was lying in the pool of blood. His head and face were all covered with blood. He shook his hands and dared not touch him. He trembled and cried, "brother Dang and Dang."

Xie Dang labored to open his eyes. The blood on his eyelashes scabbed and his vision was blurred.

Her eyes turned red all of a sudden. She could not be scared. She shook her hands to touch her mobile phone. Her fingers trembled so much that she couldn't press the key several times. She bit her lips and choked: "don't be afraid. I'll find someone to help you."

He moved his fingers and closed his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

"What do you say?" She bent over to listen.

Thanks Dang a word meal, exhausted strength: "let, open."

Talking about calligraphy, he was stunned for a while, then looked back. The man had come behind him, holding a brick in his hand, and raised it over his head.

If she gets out of the way, what about Xie Dang?

Almost instinctively, she opened her hand, eyes, and did not move.

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