delicate flowers and weeds

Chapter 41

Tang Hua slumped on the soft cushion on the balcony, revealing her soft belly.

On hand is the crystal box.

He was still thinking about what was wrong with Fei Cao today.

In his opinion, Fei Cao is a very good-tempered person, even if he was scolded like that in person, he didn't care at all, turned around and left, not caring at all.

He rarely saw the other party showing such strong emotional fluctuations.

In other words, there should be nothing worthy of his reaction.

wait... not right...

In fact, there are.

A gentle name appeared in his mind, and Tang Hua stood up abruptly.

The person he called was his cousin.

The cousin was half asleep and half awake and picked it up: "Hey, little flower, why are you looking for me so late? You are not good, let me see if it is early in the morning, and be careful that I will report to my aunt."

Tang Hua: "Brother, spare my life first, I want you to do me a favor."

He lowered his voice and said so and so.

"What!" There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. It should be that my cousin rolled off the bed immediately after hearing it. His voice raised three degrees, unbelievable: "Little Hua'er, you let me sneak into my dad's study Find a file for you, you are letting me die!"

Tang Hua: "Brother, if you speak louder, you don't need to go to the study, and now uncle will let you die."

Cousin is like a thief: "Little Hua'er, you also know that my dad has always been strict with me. Last time I went to clubbing and drinking, he almost broke my leg. If I steal files, you will be killed the next day." You can only see me in the hospital."

My cousin's name is Shi Lan, and he has a father who used to be a secretary. When Secretary Shi was in office, several major cases were resolved wonderfully:

One is the execution of Fei Cao's "biological father", and the other is the tragedy of 611.

As luck would have it, these two cases are more or less related to Fei Cao.

Now the old secretary has been reassigned, but the materials of the original major case are still on file, which is why Tang Hua called to find his cousin.

Secretary Shi is Tang's mother's older brother, and the relationship between the two families has always been very good.

Tang Hua lowered his voice: "Brother, just say can you help me with this?"

"Don't help." Shi Lan spread his hands, "It's not that I don't want to help, but I really don't have the guts."

"I'm going to tell my aunt that you are a little star."

"What... what?..."

Shi Lan almost rolled off the bed again.

He cried with a mournful face: "Good brother, baby Hua'er, you can't tell my mother that I'm really going to die."

In the end, still under coercion and lure, Shi Lan walked into the study in the dark, risking his life.

Tang Hua had already turned on the computer and was looking at the file sent by his cousin.

Shi Lan rambled on the other end of the phone:

"Little Hua'er, why are you looking for this? I heard from my dad that it was quite a scene at the time. Damn, it didn't last long. It was really miserable at the time."

……

Tang Hua's attention was all on the computer, Shi Lan should have read it in advance, skipped some bloody photos before sending them over, and at the end of the email were the files of the three main criminals.

As soon as he slapped the table, Tang Hua couldn't believe it: "He didn't even get the death penalty?!"

Shi Lan: "Ah, yes, yes, that's how it is. At that time, how can I tell you, almost everyone knew that the bastard did it, but he has proof of mental illness."

"My dad couldn't help it. At that time, the investigation was very strict. It took such a long time from the trial to the trial, and the other party's evidence was so strong. It had to be like this."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he cursed himself there.

After all, "there is no doubt", the murderer has a long history of mental illness, long before committing the crime.

Tang Hua felt that there must be a hand pulling his heart and lungs, otherwise how could he explain the difficulty in breathing now.

He couldn't help but limp and fell to the ground.

He suddenly thought of Fei Cao and wanted to cry.

Fei Cao was originally such a good person, he was gentle and kind, but God really didn't treat him well at all, and even wanted to take away Teacher Fei, who gave him the only warmth.

How big was Feicao that year?

Knowing such a result, what kind of reaction would he have?

How did he survive those difficult years?

Wait... Wait a minute, as if thinking of something, my mind split like a bolt of lightning.

Tang Hua stood up, and the mouse zoomed in a little bit, and the people on the screen became clearer and clearer:

There is a long scar on the face, which spreads to the ear.

It's the waiter!

OMG!

He's out of jail!

So what does Fei Cao's phrase "I forgot? Don't pretend" mean?

Is it...

Could it be that he has no mental illness at all, no split personality, committed heinous crimes in a conscious state and then used it to escape?

omg...

Tang Hua took a coat casually, hung up the phone, and was about to run out.

The young master still didn't run out of Tang's villa in the end, but was stopped by two servants who were there that night.

They made very little noise. Although Tang Hua was anxious, she still didn't dare to startle her parents.

He couldn't tell his family about it.

How to say?

Could it be said: "My deskmate has suffered a lot of grievances?"

Still said: "There is a very dangerous murderer, he may not be sick, and he has already been released from prison."

These two statements have one and only one result: whether the family believes it or not, the young master will definitely be forbidden to have any contact with Fei Cao.

Tang Hua was lying on the bed, unable to sleep at all, and sent a lot of text messages to Fei Cao:

"Fei Cao, you must wait for me, I have something very important to tell you tomorrow."

"Fei Cao, don't be sad, I will always be by your side."

"Fei Cao, you have a bright future, don't let your impulsiveness affect you."

……

But the other party did not reply for a long time.

Waiting and waiting, the young master fell asleep.But he couldn't even sleep well. He was woken up many times at night, and every time he broke out in cold sweat, the veins on his forehead were throbbing when he touched it.

He didn't remember what dream he had, he only felt figures roaring towards him, police cars honking behind him, making noise, people around were talking, but he couldn't hear a word.

After being awakened again, he simply stayed awake, sat on a chair, pinched his watch and waited for dawn.

He had never felt that time passed so slowly.

Finally, when the sky turned white, the cold air came in from the window, and the birds were chirping. He didn't even wear socks, and he moved a lot, bringing the chair upside down, and there was a "bang bang" sound behind him.

He trotted downstairs, the time was 5:30.

Father Tang was already reading the newspaper at the table, and Tang Jing was beside him, the two of them were talking about something.

Seeing him like this, Father Tang spoke first: "What is it like, Xiao Hua'er, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Yes, yes." Tang Hua took a piece of bread from the dining table, put it in his mouth and ran out.

"Dad, brother, I'm going to do some homework at school, so I'm leaving first. Uncle Song, Uncle Song, have you eaten yet? Give me a ride."

Father Tang frowned: "It's not proper."

Tang Jing also called to him: "Hey, little flower, stop, what an urgent question, do you have to do it now? Come on, brother, have a look, are your eyes blue, didn't sleep well last night? I heard the servant said yesterday There were several noises in your room that night."

Tang Hua stopped, took two deep breaths on the spot, and cheered herself up.

Then he turned around with a smile, rubbed his head and pretended to be good, and muttered in his voice: "Didn't you just finish the exam last month? Brother, you don't even know. I only got 8th in the exam. I was doing questions in my dreams yesterday. Oh, I I won’t tell you anymore, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, you waste my time, do you know how many questions I can do in this time?”

Tang Jing took two steps forward, smoothed his collar, turned around and smiled with Tang's father, "He knows how to use 'an inch of time, an inch of gold'."

Then he nodded his head angrily: "Really, what is your time worth? My father and I are, it's a big business every minute, and when you usually pester me to play with you, why don't you count it as delaying my earning money?" How much did you pay?"

Tang Hua acted coquettishly and obsessively: "Hey, brother, are you my real brother! You are so clean with your own brother!"

Tang Jing had nothing to do with him: "You, you, I let you say everything."

He raised his hand and rubbed his younger brother's hair again, with a little tenderness: "Okay, go, don't be too anxious, and be careful on the road. You are my younger brother, and I can always protect you. The 8th is the 8th." Don’t worry too much about your name, your body is the most important thing.”

Tang Hua hugged him suddenly, feeling his eyes were a little wet, and his voice was a little muffled: "Brother, you are so kind."

"Okay, okay." Tang Jing pushed him, "How old is the child, and you still do this. Uncle Song hasn't eaten yet, he is also old, don't bother him, I will let you little brother Wang See you off, take my car."

Brother Xiao Wang is Tang Jing's special driver, and he made a special trip to take him to and from get off work.

I drive a commercial vehicle with a stable style, even if you put a full glass of water in the car, it will not splash out.

And also firmly believe in the motto of "go on red light, stop on green light".

Tang Hua looked at the slow-moving car and wanted to remind him but couldn't say anything.

Brother Wang and Tang Jing have a very good relationship, and the other party will report back verbatim about my performance in the car today.

His brother's intelligence index is rare in the world, if he finds any clues...

Tang Hua's face was cold, his heart was about to die of anxiety, but half of it was hidden on his face.

He could only look sideways out of the window, hoping that the cold wind in the early morning would wake him up a bit.

When I looked at it, I saw a bicycle.

I saw it when I went out just now, and now the owner of the car parked there leisurely while waiting for the light.

and so……

Brother Wang, you have been driving for so long, and you are not as fast as a bicycle?

Your four-wheeled one can't outrun someone else's two-wheeled one?

Tang Hua took a deep breath and pointed out the window: "Brother Wang, does that person look familiar to you?"

But Brother Wang didn't get any hint of sarcasm from the young master's mouth at all.

He also opened the car window and waved his hand generously: "Hey, Uncle Chen, good morning."

The uncle on the bicycle also waved: "Xiao Wang, morning, it's so early today to send Mr. Tang to work."

Brother Xiao Wang smiled foolishly and said, "No, it's for our young master."

Uncle Chen said slowly, "Okay, Boss Tang's younger brother, don't let anyone be late."

Brother Wang happily said, "That's definitely not the case. Today must be earlier than you. The journey to school is half the journey to the company!"

Tang Hua: "..."

Brother Wang, it turns out that you are really, slower than others on bicycles!

Brother Wang, it turns out that he rides a bicycle, and you arrived earlier than him! ,

Tang Hua thought for the ten thousandth time today:

Why doesn't he go out by bike?