When the announcement of the arrival of the train sounded, Zhou Yu woke up from his sleep.
The scenery outside the window continues to fly by, and has long since changed from rolling mountains to desolate wilderness. Beyond the horizon, a purple color close to crimson is gradually rising, which is the scene at the end of the night.
After realizing where he was, he immediately turned around to look for his traveling companions. Without any effort, he soon discovered that Li Li was sitting on the chair next to him, reading something on his mobile phone. She was looking at it very intently, and judging from the brightness of the screen reflected on her face, she seemed to be reading text with black characters on a white background.
Zhou Yu slowly sat up from the bed, and the thin quilt covering him slipped off. After hearing the noise, Li Li put down his phone and looked towards him.
"How are you resting?" she said. "Generally speaking, people only need ninety minutes of productive sleep, but that is often difficult to achieve quickly. Considering your special situation, I think four hours of sleep is not enough to fully It relieves fatigue.”
Indeed, as she said, Zhou Yu still felt a little dazed when she woke up. Before falling asleep, he just felt stiff all over, but now he really felt tired.
"Didn't anything happen after I fell asleep?" He asked while massaging several acupuncture points on his head.
"Everything was calm," Li Li replied, "unless you count the time you woke up midway, which lasted about six seconds. After I was sure that it was not your consciousness, I used a little sleeping spray. That usually makes people You slept soundly for six to seven hours without a hitch, and it only took you about half that time to wake up. This makes me wonder at your resistance to drugs, and I must remind you that abuse of drugs, no matter how mild, can It would be more harmful than helpful, sir."
Zhou Yu asked without answering, "Do you carry the sleeping spray with you?"
"For a person who is not good at fighting, it is much more useful than a knife. And as long as it is packaged well, the probability of it passing the security check is undoubtedly far better than that of a gun."
Li Li took out a small glass bottle from the inner pocket of his coat. It looked no different from an ordinary portable women's perfume. She shook the clear solution in the bottle and put the bottle back into the inner bag.
"It's really convenient. I wish I had a bottle too."
"I think your eyes are enough to solve most problems that require the use of spray," Li Li said calmly.
"That's not necessarily the case. At least the next time I want to get out of trouble, I won't have to add sleeping pills to my meals. I can just spray the troublemaker down on the floor."
Even though Zhou Yu said this a few words, he didn't mean it seriously. He quickly turned his attention elsewhere. First he took off his gloves and checked, then he slightly unbuttoned his shirt and examined the gunshot wound in his abdomen.
Even he himself couldn't figure out the reason. It would usually take a person to lie down with serious injuries for ten and a half days, but he recovered to a fairly optimistic level after just one day and one night. Although there is still time for the wound to heal, there have been no post-operative sequelae such as ulceration and inflammation, and the pain in the wound is very mild compared to the severity of the injury.
It can be said to be the most perfect recovery situation. Even a strong young man with a strong body will never recover faster than he is now.
Zhou Yu was not only satisfied with this, but he couldn't help but feel increasingly worried deep in his heart. This was not a good sign, the voice of intuition whispered to him.
With complicated emotions, he heard the arrival prompt from the radio. Soon, the familiar city scenery appeared outside the window.
When the two walked out of the platform, Zhou Yu looked up and glanced at the time on the public notice screen. The time there showed four-thirty in the morning, which was not much different from Li Li's estimate.
After walking out of the subway station, a familiar van parked quietly across the street. Little Kudzu sat on the hood of the car, holding a shimmering cigarette butt in his mouth.
"Boss, how was your trip?" he asked as the two approached.
"Smooth sailing." Li Li said, "I think Mr. Zhou Yu has seen enough tonight."
Xiaoye Kudzu blew out a beautiful smoke ring: "You know, I have always been curious about what you saw outside."
"And I have already answered you, Mr. Kudzu Xiaoye." Li Li replied, "I have no comment on this matter."
"Don't let me go over and have a look myself."
"This was out of concern for the personal safety of our employees. I am convinced that once you boarded that train, your life was irretrievably ended."
"It makes sense. Because you are the only one in this world who is the chosen one, God's beloved. You are invulnerable to bullets and bullets. Even if you step into the enemy's defensive area, the mines will take the initiative to move the ground for you."
"It's absolutely true." Li Li said gracefully, "Besides, I am extremely wealthy."
Zhou Yu stared at the two of them expressionlessly. Perhaps forced by his eyes, Xiaoye Kudzu did not continue to blame, but said: "I have repaired six, boss, and they are all minor problems with the wiring. But one of them was damaged by birds and cannot be saved at all. You have to Hide somewhere else."
Li Li didn't look distressed. She nodded and said, "I will reconsider."
"There's another thing you need to know, boss." Xiaoye Kudzu added, "There was a big fuss in the city center just now. A girl committed suicide by jumping off the building. She was unlucky and hit the railing on the ground floor. , the whole body is...you know."
Xiaoye Kudzu stretched out his hands and made a gesture of breaking the object into two pieces. Li Li waved his hand silently, indicating that he did not need to continue talking.
"Has any specific information been collected?"
"Not yet. The police car probably hasn't even arrived yet. If you go quickly, you might be able to see the body."
Li Li's answer was to help Zhou Yu get into the car directly.
"ASAP."
Xiaoye Kudzu put out his cigarette butt and sat in the driver's seat. Before Zhou Yu could react, he suddenly felt a strong force pushing him back into the chair. Li Li, who was next to him, stretched out his hand and put a cushion on the back of his head in time, so that his neck bones were safe.
"You may not often have the opportunity to experience this fact, Mr. Zhou Yu." She said calmly, "Yes, the speed of a van can reach more than 150 per hour."
Zhou Yu stared at the house approaching quickly in front of him. He held the door switch with his relatively flexible left hand, and then replied: "You should tell the traffic police this."
"Mr. Kuzuzu Ono has considered that situation, and he is also deeply worried about it." Li Li said, "So he modified the upper limit of the car to 200 hours, so as to avoid encounters with the respectable traffic police when necessary. Verbal communication - otherwise, why would this car have a fake license plate and a one-way film?"
Zhou Yu wanted to jump out of the car, but firstly he understood that his legs and feet were not suitable for extreme sports, and secondly, jumping out of a car traveling at a speed of 100 per hour was not much different from jumping off a building.
Fortunately, as their car approached the main road, other cars and pedestrians began to appear. Kudzu had to slow down the car and blend in with the taxis and trucks running in the lane in the early morning.
Not long after, a group of tall buildings appeared in front of them. Although it was still early in the morning, noisy voices and piercing sirens could still be heard from the silent night.
Xiaoye Kudzu stopped the car on the side of the road and made an inviting gesture towards the back.
"She happened to fall in front of a truck, and the driver didn't stop the car. Now the road is a mess," he said. "I don't want to wash the tires again."
Li Li walked out of the car without comment. The three of them walked towards the sound of voices, turned a street, and saw a police car with flashing lights at the end.
The road in front of the wheels is covered with a thin layer of red paint that is slightly pink. It stretches straight out along the road.
At the end of the almost rose-red trajectory, a long black hair is like a curved edge drawn by an ink pen, quietly written on the ground.
