Wuxie lowered her head when she was told, and retorted in a low voice: "I was thinking that if we didn't care about her, she would just be here waiting to die..."
His voice became softer and louder with guilt: "If it doesn't work out, we will send her to the police station after we get out and let her eat in jail."
"If you report her, will the police arrest her or you?! You're so naive, I said you're more naive than him!" Fatty Wang raised his finger and pointed at Wu Yu, who was still squatting with Zhang Qiling's mushroom.
Wu Yu glanced at Wu Xie, a simple male college student. Since Zhang Qiling was also here, he hesitated and expressed his good student side: "...Well, Wu Xie is right, the law is still useful, we You can report her for molesting and abducting minors.”
As soon as these words came out, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang fell silent. They looked at Wu Yu but hesitated to speak, and then looked at each other again.
He looked in the other person's eyes and said, "Do you think this kid with such a face has ever met a gangster?", and then his eyes quickly changed to "Then he must have! Otherwise, how could you say that!"
Finally, in just two seconds, they both looked at Wu Yu with pitiful eyes.
Wu Yu was stunned by the sudden look in their eyes.
Then I heard Wuxie say seriously: "Little Yang, when you go out, come back to Hangzhou with me. I'll open a shop to support you."
"No." Zhang Qiling's voice suddenly came out, and he refused decisively. He glanced at Wu Xie and Fatty Wang, and put his hand on Wu Yu's shoulders, tightening his fingertips slightly.
Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Qiling's movements in surprise. When could he see such a young man?
An idea flashed across his mind, and he recalled that he liked this kid very much when he played the role of Zhang Tuzi: "Brother, do you also want to take Little Yang back?"
"He wants to come home with me." Zhang Qiling's voice was clear and calm, without even a firm tone.
But Wu Yu knew that Zhang Qiling's words were serious, so serious that they almost gave him the illusion of stubbornness, like a person waiting for flowers to bloom on a long, barren road, insisting on waiting even though he knew it was impossible.
Waiting for the flowers to bloom, waiting for the old friend to return.
Wu Yu lowered his eyes and said nothing, his long and thick eyelashes covering the emotions in his eyes.
Wu Xie and the others did not let the atmosphere suddenly fall into silence. After a few words on the topic, Fatty Wang suddenly talked about seeing black letters in the robbery cave.
"Wu Sansheng harmed me, and I have no other way out - Jie Lianlian! Tianzhen, look at your third uncle and then at you. The third uncle is a decisive killer. What about you? You are a selfless friend who repays evil with kindness!"
When Wu Yu heard the words "Knowing Links", he looked up at Fatty Wang, and then his eyes fell on Wu Xie. He remembered that it was Xiao Hua's...
The nominal father who died early, the de facto uncle.
Is it possible that Xiaohua's uncle who died early was harmed by his innocent third uncle?
"This is impossible!" Wu Xie's voice changed. He took a deep breath and suppressed his erratic breathing: "Fat man, you don't know, Jie Lianhuan is related to our Wu family. It is impossible for my third uncle to harm him. , and there is no reason to harm him.”
"Hey!" Fatty Wang shook Wuxie with his flashlight, feeling that this young man was making a fuss: "Why are you so anxious? I'm just telling you what I saw. I've never had a few of them in my hands like Third Master." Is it possible to take human life? You are like the people on this road and you are like a pure white rabbit."
"If you don't believe me, ask me if there are any black characters there."
Wu Xie turned his questioning gaze to Zhang Qiling, who nodded slightly.
Wu Xie frowned and told the truth: "But... Jie Lianhuan died on the rock."
He took a deep look at the little brother, but still did not directly say that he saw the little brother in the photo of the Xisha archaeological team of the Third Uncle...
If a person remains unchanged for twenty years, no matter what the reason is, it will be a terrible secret: "He did not die in the tomb, which means that when he wrote the words, he thought he was going to die, but he did not die."
Fatty Wang didn't argue with him about this, but instead raised the core issue of how to get out of this place.
Wu Yu asked a question that was very important to Fatty Wang: "Aren't you leaving without bringing something with you?"
Fatty Wang winked at him and said, "How come you, Fatty, have ever walked by me empty-handed? Don't worry, I've made enough money for both of us."
Zhang Qiling glanced at Fatty Wang and said nothing, but his fingertips moved slightly.
Wu Yu noticed Zhang Qiling's movements and raised his hand to squeeze his fingers that were still on his shoulders. After so many years of getting along and accompanying him, he knew that Zhang Qiling's move meant that he was unhappy.
Yes, I think that my little brother loves him like an old father who wants to reach for the stars. It would be strange that someone would abduct his cub in front of the old father. It would be strange.
Wu Yu felt that Fatty Wang was really the kind of person who was loyal. He didn't doubt the truth of what he said. After all, he didn't care about the bottle worth 4 million. The ghost ship thing was probably really free. In my heart, I truly regard myself as one of my own.
He gave Fatty Wang a thumbs up in a perfunctory manner, indicating that Fatty Wang was really awesome.
