Compared to the bad nature of the whole thing, Luo Binhan felt that the ending was quite smooth. After three days of uproar, the police who frequently came in and out of the home became less frequent. Another week passed, and even the friendly neighbors who had suppressed their excitement and came to visit temporarily lost their enthusiasm. The rumors may not have dissipated yet, and Luo Binhan guessed that he didn't need to get involved.
He stayed in Regenberg for an extra week, not because of Lot's incident, but because Yu Xiaorong fell ill. The girl sneaked out of the house while her parents were talking to the police, but it was raining heavily and she was completely drenched. This notorious troublemaker developed a high fever that afternoon and could only lie down and recuperate. When everyone was confused by Lot's matter, the idle Luo Binhan naturally had to shoulder the responsibility of taking care of her.
He gave her medicine according to Zhou Yu's judgment. The patient's fever subsided quickly, but she was still in low spirits and had frequent headaches. Luo Binhan was a little suspicious that she was seeking extra sick leave, but she did not look good. He also thought about taking her to the hospital to check the situation, but Yu Xiaorong insisted that it was just a minor problem that could be solved by resting, so he locked himself in the room all day long, maybe he was really resting, maybe he was brewing some bad things. idea.
Luo Binhan had no time to ponder the mystery, because all kinds of bad things suddenly filled his life. Nan Mingguang already knew about his experience from some channel. He made a condolence call early and brought him the address book of the supervisors of the entire internal audit department. He can stay in Regenberg for a few days, but the project plan does not wait for anyone. There are always one or two telephone conferences every day, and he is indispensable, as well as acquaintances who gradually respond. When the message on his phone vibrated at least once every half hour, Luo Binhan knew that his vacation was almost over.
It's time to get back to life. Human life in the true sense includes work meetings that make people confused, his rebellious sister who has to take medicine every day but refuses to communicate, and the missing giant who has been unable to be contacted for a long time. Luo Binhan had temporarily given up harassing Momolo and decided to go back to Lihai City to find another person who might be able to help. However, he also carefully reflected on all the stupid things he did in Regenberg, and the conclusion was very clear: first, he wanted to buy another mobile phone to ensure that he could stay in touch at any time; second, he Momolo must be set as an emergency contact instead of going to the damn chat interface when disaster strikes; thirdly, from now on, no matter whether he is taking a shower or sleeping, as long as the security check does not require him to take off his clothes, he will Never forget to bring your weapon. What happened with Lot was simply unbelievable, yet Fa Ke and Jing Huang actually had the nerve to think that he would be safe here!
Of course, there is Anti, and fortunately there is Anti, who is proficient in hypnosis and percussion. But that had frightened his family enough. Both he and Zhou Yu were injured due to this incident, and Yu Xiaorong's illness may have been due to excessive shock. This somewhat touched his bottom line. Luo Binhan felt that he needed to remember Jing Huang, but it was a pity that the grudge booklet he had used was still lost in the mezzanine of the suitcase in Lihai City. He had almost forgotten about that thing, so there were only five names on it so far: on the reverse side were Jing Huang, Yaleriga and the old veterinarian of Sugar Land (one day he would have to make these three people confess their sins to him) , and on the front are Zhou Wenxing and Demon Star Lufu. Now it’s probably time for Lufu to be crossed out, and Lot, the rotten-headed man, might as well be exempted from being named. But he still had to remember Jing Huang when he went back, so that he would not suffer from Alzheimer's disease in his later years.
While he was thinking about this, he took care of Yu Xiaorong. Seeing that the troublemaker finally got better, his mother also began to talk to him at the dinner table about what the police had discovered. She mentioned that they found the real Ged Schilling dead in a police car on the side of the road, his head severed with a sharp weapon. Due to the needs of judicial investigation, a funeral cannot be held yet, but his colleagues, relatives and friends have already held a memorial ceremony.
"He's not married yet, but he has a partner." His mother added this for some reason, "And a sister."
"Ah." Luo Binhan said, not knowing what else he could say. This really made him feel that Anti's rather evil execution method was not so excessive.
"A policeman died." In the end, he could only ask, "This must be serious, right?"
"What can you do with a mentally ill person who knocked you to death?" Yu Qingshu said, "even his face was smashed. I guess they are still doing genetic testing to find out who this person is."
"Didn't our surveillance camera capture his face? He stood at our door."
"He had his head down when he first knocked on the door."
"What about when he held me and Velvet hostage?"
"Hiding behind you two." Yu Qingshu said. At this time, she frowned slightly, and it seemed that she finally thought of asking why they were kidnapped by Lot.
Luo Binhan had already prepared a story about how he became suspicious of this fake policeman and how he rolled into Pierre's house during the chase. But it happened that Zhou Yu came down from upstairs at this time, gave Yu Qingshu a thermometer, and told her that Yu Xiaorong had recovered from low-grade fever. His mother immediately forgot about the mental illness kidnapping her own son, and instead warmly greeted Zhou Yu, apologizing for being involved in this scary and strange thing, and asking how he was recovering from the injury on his stomach.
"How could you run to the hospital alone?" She said slightly reproachfully, "You tell your aunt so I can drive you."
"It's okay. There happened to be someone I knew from work who could help, so I asked him to drive me."
"What about your work? Doesn't it matter if you've been delayed these days?"
"It's okay, everything is almost taken care of."
This is really a conversation that only occurs between workaholics. Just as Luo Binhan was about to criticize, the alarm clock on his cell phone rang. It was time for another cross-border meeting with the directors of the finance department. He had to get up and go to the bedroom to turn on the computer. When he came out of the bedroom with an almost stiff warm smile, his mother had already entered the study, and Zhou Yu fell asleep in the living room again. Malcolm was busy in the kitchen, humming a tune that might have been made up on the fly.
Luo Binhan rubbed his face and made up his mind to take this opportunity to talk to Yu Xiaorong. He went upstairs and knocked on the door to make sure she was still asleep. The response from the room was still a little hoarse, and Luo Binhan couldn't help but think of the old saying: People who rarely get sick often tend to be ill.
"How do you feel?" he asked as he entered the door, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Yu Xiaorong sat back on the bed, her hair disheveled, her cheeks as white as raw chicken that had been soaked in water for too long, and her lips were still obviously dry. But when she looked at Luo Binhan, her expression finally had some vitality, and it was still fierce.
Luo Binhan thought this was a good sign: "Would you like to get you a glass of water?"
"No."
"Where's the food? Biscuits? Fruit? Stir-fried green peppers?"
Yu Xiaorong was about to throw a pillow at him. Luo Binhan ducked and slipped to the desk. He pulled the chair in front of the desk to the side of the bed.
"All kidding aside," he said, "we really need to talk, Fluffy. What's going on with Klein and this Rod?"
"I have no idea."
"Don't be angry, this is really important."
Yu Xiaorong's eyebrows raised and his lips pursed into a straight line. "how about you?"
"What's wrong with me?"
"You said a name. When Lot said he came for someone, you also said a name. Who was that?"
Luo Binhan always hoped that Yu Xiaorong had forgotten about this matter. He hoped that his illness would interfere with her ability to discover secrets. It turns out this was all a fluke. He sighed: "I got into some trouble in Africa."
"What kind of trouble?"
"An illegal smuggler," he said dryly, "probably got some explosives, arms and the like. I happened to bump into them, and one of them saw my face. But I ran away. We'll leave for home right away. I don't think they can catch up here, but that Lot... I was shocked when he showed up, that's all."
He thought that these words could still deal with Yu Xiaorong for a while, but the latter's cold eyes still made people uneasy.
"Do you mean what you say?" she asked. "Every word?"
Not a word is. Luo Binhan said in his heart. But he controlled himself not to avoid looking at each other, nor to stare harshly at the other person. Look at it for a while from time to time, and then keep it in the triangle area of the face. This is his lying experience. "Of course, otherwise what else would I meet? A witch doctor?"
"Then how do you explain that you and Lot..."
"Ah," Luo Binhan interrupted her, "That's not okay. You can't keep asking me. Why do you know his name is Lot?"
"Kolain may have escaped from prison." Yu Xiaorong said, looking at him openly, "I saw in the newspaper that the prison where he was imprisoned collapsed, and he and Lot were among the missing persons. That night I also I had a strange dream that he was swimming in the sea like a shark. I thought that dream was very unusual until Lot came along.”
"that's all?"
"that's all."
"Is there anyone else missing in the prison?"
"There was also a man named Robert, a nurse who killed patients."
"What an angel of death." Luo Binhan said.
The room suddenly became quiet. Luo Binhan recited Robert's name in his mind and prepared to mention this matter to Antiti, asking her to pay close attention to it. Yu Xiaorong didn't know what he was thinking, looking at a bamboo pole placed across the room. They were all waiting for the other person to ask the most important and most psychedelic question first, the giant flying elephant in the room.
"Do you think Luo De has had plastic surgery?" Yu Xiaorong asked, "The ID photo he took out looks very similar to him."
"We don't know whether the ID is real or fake. To be honest, I wouldn't know even if he showed me a library card."
"But mother will know. She was deceived by Lot too, wasn't she? And he also killed Gerd Schilling, and he did get the papers."
Luo Binhan lowered his head to assess the length of his nails. He knew the purpose of Yu Xiaorong's circle. In fact, Luo De's appearance didn't matter at all. They're just circling around the core issue.
"He is not an ordinary person." He decided to take the initiative to expose this matter. "I believe you have also seen it, Velvet. He has a strange power."
"You might as well just say he's a devil."
"I have never seen a devil who knocked himself to death." Luo Binhan said, barely showing a smile, "A guy like this is not worthy of being called a devil."
"Have you ever seen anything scarier than him?"
This sounded like an ordinary quarrel, but Luo Binhan had a feeling that Yu Xiaorong seemed to be spying on something. In fact, he couldn't help but think about it himself: Lot's weird ability was a bit like the Dwarf Star guest. Of course, he can't compare to Asabam at all. He neither travels back and forth in another world, nor does he seem to know how to use shadows to eavesdrop or control others. But Asabam was originally a goddess, a warrior god who could ride a flying dragon and fight against monsters, while Lot was just a madman who knew a little bit about electronic products. Maybe this is the so-called talent difference. Isn't he the same? Even if it happens to be stained with a bit of witch's blood, it still can't even keep up with the width of the horse's field of vision.
He was silent, taking a serious look at the matter for the first time. In fact, it is not that no one suggested this to him. Why couldn't he tell Yu Xiaorong the truth? Fake asked him, Chen Wei asked him, Zhou Yu also asked him, and they were all people who Luo Binhan believed had a certain kind of impartial temperament. He always told himself before that this would be harmful to Yu Xiaorong, and it would only increase his troubles. But the fact is that even if Yu Xiaorong doesn't know anything now, she has already been implicated and has witnessed Lot's madness and death. She was injured and sick, but it was nothing serious after all. Doesn't this prove that she can actually accept more absurd and bizarre truths?
Then he recalled two other examples. Regarding whether white lies are necessary, Upsilon or Yaleriga must have another set of views. They all told him stories about information pollution, and they were all used to taking care of others. So which side’s approach is more reasonable? If he talks about things outside this world without choice, will it also cause trouble outside this world for Yu Xiaorong? He couldn't say for sure, maybe it would become clear after discussing it with smarter people. Anyway, Anti-Pierre is here to protect him now.
After all, he chose the most conservative approach. "I've never seen it." But he immediately left some room for error. "But I may have heard of similar things. I have to wait until I find a few people to inquire."
"Who are you looking for?"
"Of course it's someone who knows these things. I know someone who has practiced voodoo and head-dropping techniques."
"You also said you have never met a witch doctor in Africa."
"She is in Lihai City." Luo Binhan said, "Can't you just hide in the city? I'll ask her when I get back."
Yu Xiaorong stopped asking further. She might call him every day from now on, but in the end she would let him escape to her own territory. Robin Han relaxed, because Anti-Pierre was watching the family in Regenberg, and the next time anyone related to Dwarfstar came to him, they would go to Lihai City. There was his network, his lizards and cannibals, his weapons, and Li Li. With so many talents and treasures, he thought that even Robert would have to endure hardships.
"I have to go back in a few days." He said to Yu Xiaorong soothingly, "I will leave when your illness is almost healed, and I will call you then."
Yu Xiaorong still said nothing. Luo Binhan cleared his throat: "What else do you want to say to me?"
"Let's go." Yu Xiaorong said. She put the blanket over her head and continued to sleep, letting Luo Binhan leave in anger. This was the last time they spoke of Lot in Regenberg. He just attends meetings every day, chats with Zhou Yu, and asks his mother about the latest developments of the police. Incredibly, the police didn't seem to think of looking for Ante Pierre at all. They just took away the bread knife.
"A bit sloppy, right?" he told Zhou Yu, "They didn't even come to ask what happened to me!"
"My aunt has already said it for you. After all, you don't speak German. Moreover, the murderer is already confirmed to be dead."
Although Luo Binhan also believed that Luo De was the real murderer, he still wanted to ask Zhou Yu how he could be so sure. The police may never figure out how Gerd Schilling's car blew the engine and something severed his head. There was no matching murder weapon, no reasonable motive, just a dead, mentally ill suspect identified as the murderer. He tried to imagine how Gerd Schilling's family would accept this result, but after all, he couldn't really feel it for others, just like he couldn't know how Zhou Yu got over Zhou Yu's death in the end.
"One of their colleagues is dead. Isn't that worthy of a closer investigation?" he said at last. Zhou Yu reacted very calmly to this. He just lowered his head to wind the laptop's data cable and stuffed it into the corner of the suitcase. His thrilling business trip was over, and he was just waiting to return to Lihai with Luo Binhan.
The days were so fulfilling but so boring that Luo Binhan would fantasize about accidents happening, such as being surrounded by the police just before boarding the plane because he was suspected of committing a major crime.
But there was nothing. Before leaving, he went to Ondy again and asked her repeatedly to look after everyone in No. 15, Rue Anemone, to ensure that they would not have to suffer anything like Lot again. Then he said goodbye to Malcolm, and Yu Qingshu drove him and Zhou Yu to the airport. Yu Xiaorong, who had recovered, also dressed neatly and went out to see him off.
She sat silently in the passenger seat, ignoring any of Luo Binhan's words. The weather was sunny, there was no traffic jam, and all the lights we met along the way were green. They got off the car in front of the airport. Luo Binhan went to the trunk to move his and Zhou Yu's luggage, but was surprised to find a bulging sports backpack in the corner.
"Whose thing is this?" he asked.
Yu Xiaorong got out of the car: "Mine."
"Why did you put it in your mother's car? Where are we going to play after you send it away?"
"Go to your house."
Luo Binhan thought Yu Xiaorong was playing tricks on him. But Yu Qingshu stuck his head out of the car window. "Rongrong, what's going on? You haven't told your brother yet? Didn't you say he agreed a long time ago?"
"What!" Luo Binhan said loudly, "What did I agree to?"
"I'll stay at your house for a few days." Yu Xiaorong said, folding his arms in front of his chest, "Now you know. And I agree."
"I didn't!"
"You have your own apartment, why don't you agree?"
"You still have to go to school!"
"Kelain escaped from prison and his whereabouts are unknown." Yu Xiaorong asked with absolute moral superiority, "Shouldn't I avoid the limelight? Do you think academic performance is more important than my life?"
Luo Binhan was stunned. He saw Zhou Yu shaking his head beside him, and he had a premonition that his troubles had really begun.
