"I love you, I'm a monster, but I love you." —— Lolita

The stone stool is set up around a lotus pond that has already dried up. A bronze statue is erected between the mud and dead leaves. The bronze statue is abstract and carved with nothing. The naked eye can hardly distinguish it, but one side is polished You can see the distorted portrait phantom from above.

Just at the moment, Fei Du raised his eyes inadvertently, just facing the pair of eyes reflected on the bronze statue.

After all, the bronze statue is not a mirror, and the light and shadow are very blurred. Even the other party is men, women and children. On his chest, he lifted his head subconsciously, looking around the shadow of the bronze statue—

There are no courtyard walls around this old neighborhood. Several buildings are mixed together to form a group of themselves. It is ambiguous with the busy street boundary. There is a bus station nearby because of poor planning in the early years. Lined up outside the bushes, and came and walked. The business of several street shops was booming. At this time, it was close to noon. Some people were waiting in front of several food stalls.

The crowd was bustling. There were community residents wearing pajamas, passers-by who were active in the outer area, private car owners who took the roads in the community as short-distance road copies, there were people who ate, waited, and came and went for courier and delivery. Diner ...

The grim-eyed owner was extremely alert, and had been quietly hidden in the crowd. Fei Du found no suspicious signs.

He immediately stood up and said to Chen Chen, "Let's go, we go home."

With no sense of crisis, Chenchen dragged a long voice "ah" in disappointment, and looked reluctantly at the snack bar on the street. She licked the residual cream on her fingers and turned her eyes. He made a reasonable request to Fei Duo: "I still have pocket money. You asked me to eat a puff just now, otherwise I'd like to come back now? I also want a matcha."

"Another day," Fei Du gently and indiscriminately pushed her back, "It's time for lunch."

Chenchen was forced to stand up with him: "But I don't like to eat, and I have a lot of dishes that I don't like."

"Well, I am, too," Feidu admitted the prince's illness in front of the little girl very frankly. Then he turned his voice and said, "But when you grow up, it ’s good. What do you like to eat when you grow up?" What to buy, no one will ever find you picky. "

Chen Chen looked up at him silently, feeling that these adults were shameless. At this moment, she suddenly saw Fei Du's expression and immediately hesitated.

The pre-adolescent child is half big and already has some careful thinking. He can basically understand the face of the adult. Chen Chen originally thought that Fei Du was just playing with her. But when he looked up, he found that he was slightly wrinkled. Brow, his face was a little too serious.

She couldn't help getting nervous, and reached out to hold Fei Du's corner of clothing: "Brother, what's wrong?"

During the conversation, the two passed a residential building, and the windows on the first floor just opened outwards, opening an arc. Fei Du calmly let the little girl walk in front of herself, kept her head down and talked to her. He suddenly raised his eyes without warning.

I caught a pair of shadows on the clear window!

The man was wearing sunglasses and a mask, and the whole face was wrapped tightly. Fei Du held Chen Chen's shoulders and turned his head quickly. At the same time, about two hundred meters behind them, one person plunged into the bushes next to him. His stingy figure and gray hair.

Old man?

Chenchen didn't know what was going on, and looked at him in a fret.

Fei Du's cold eyes penetrated the lens on the bridge of his nose, swept through the crowd not far away, and asked, "Do you usually send it to school?"

"Yes ... Yes," Chenchen said softly. "My parents are at home and they will pick me up. If they are not there, my sister will take me to the subway. If my sister also works overtime, I will stay at school for a while. School has Dedicated teachers. "

Fei Du nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Have you ever seen a strange grandpa nearby?"

Chenchen thought about it for a moment, and shook his head at him with suspicion.

Two people quickly walked into the residential building. The light gray old building cut off the line of sight from the shadows. I don't know how long after that, an old man with a piggyback came out slowly from the bus stop sign.

He covered his face, wearing a huge sunglasses on his face, and holding a walking stick in his hand, like a visually impaired person, hitting back and forth on the ground with a walking stick.

People around were plugging in their headsets, mostly playing with their phones indifferently, not paying attention to his faltering steps.

The look of the lens was his perfect cover. The sun couldn't penetrate, but the greedy sight was OK.

The sight traveled a long distance, pierced through time and space, and stared at the place where the little girl was just now.

Her floral dress seemed to be bounced with light, and the crystal hairpin was set against a clear little face. It was the only bright color in the world within his field of vision, and the naive silhouette reflected in his eyes. It burned violently in an instant, leaving a stratified outline on his retina.

But the forbidden fruit was guarded by a terrible basilisk. He remembered the eyes of the man next to the girl and hid from the shadow in fear. Fear and longing converged into a unique heartbeat. He pursed his lips thirstyly, The next fell, leaning against a tree trunk, his chest violently undulating, his head turned upside down in his heart.

Like a drowning or poisoned person.

After a puff of effort, the elevator was repaired. Fei Du pressed the twelfth floor and entered the elevator with Chen Chen.

Chenchen asked carefully, "Brother, what happened just now?"

Fei Duo meal, but did not comfort the girl: "I saw a very suspicious person-remember later, when you are alone with adults, you have to pay more attention to yourself."

"I know, I started graduating class, not a first-year child," Chenchen imitated the tone of an adult, pinching his fingers one by one, "Keep distance from strangers, do n’t eat strangers. Something, strangers ask for help, politely ask them to find the police ... "

"People who are not unfamiliar are more careful," Fei Du said with a bang on her head. "Don't get in the car of an adult alone, and don't stay alone with an adult in a place where there is no one else-for example, you and I'm not safe staying together, what if I'm a bad person? "

Chen Chen covered her head and stared at the man who claimed to be a bad guy: "Ah?"

"Including your school teachers, but also grandpas and grandma who seem to be inconvenient, remember?"

Chenchen could not help but shivered. At this moment, the elevator reached the twelfth floor, and the iron door opened. She whispered, "Why? Brother, I'm a little scared."

"It is good to know to be afraid, because beautiful things are like porcelain," Fei Du reached out to block the elevator door and motioned the girl to go out first. "For them, the most dangerous thing is often not a cat running around the room."

"what is that?"

Fei Du looked at the girl's eyes and said gently, "It's the porcelain who didn't realize he was fragile."

Luo Wenzhou was in front of the meter box, holding a cigarette, leaning against the wall and waiting for them.

"You two have to buy a fuse for half a year?" Luo Wenzhou held out his flashlight and a screwdriver and set it aside. "If you don't come back, the frozen fish in the refrigerator will escape from prison."

Looking for security, Chenchen opened her short legs and quickly ran into the room.

Fei Du took the screwdriver from Luo Wenzhou, and very skillfully disassembled the meter box, took out the burnt out fuse, and then used the old-fashioned fuse to make a few turns on both ends of the line, and twisted it slightly without the need for pliers. With a straight stroke of the flat-head screwdriver, he cut off the small piece of insurance. He stretched out his hand twice to make sure that it was sturdy, and pushed back the switch again.

There was a beep in the room behind him. The refrigerator and air conditioner were resurrected with blood at the same time. The whole process did not take more than a minute, and the smoke in Luo Mengzhou's mouth was too late.

Luo Wenzhou looked at him, and suddenly realized that Fei Du had completely left the category of a teenager and was a man.

When he looked at Fei Du, his eyes were often split. When confronted, Luo Wenzhou felt that Fei Du was a dangerous scourge. He was an **** and could not be disciplinary. He might explode at any time, and he would look for a puppet with one mouth, especially he would not speak. .

And when it is rare to be calm, he always thinks of the thin young man who was shrinking at the door of the villa, sometimes worried about him, and sometimes involuntarily over-care-it is the elder brother's care and no thoughts.

I don't know if it was Fei Dufang who provoked the madness in the stairwell. Suddenly, Luo Wenzhou ’s two-pointed perspective actually had a little bit of meaning. The deviations and errors were corrected with each other. A small piece of objective clarity-Fei Du is neither a dangerous anti-society nor a poor little boy. He is a man first, and a very handsome young man. He is knowledgeable and interesting, and carries a brazen false sense of integrity. Still embracing the pipa, he said, "Welcome to sleep anytime."

Luo Wenzhou thought that if he was not Fei Du, but a stranger passing by on the street or in a bar, it would probably be the type that makes people think about the sky for a while.

But ... why do we have the premise of "if he is not Fei Du"?

Does Luo Wenzhou think about life, and even snacks are not present when eating-Tao Ran's table is not enough, so many dishes cannot be put on, so he has to bring them directly. Luo Wenzhou took a lot of "white sugar elbows" at a cost. I put it in the small dish next to me, and remembered that it belongs to "below the knee", and the young master didn't eat it.

Luo Wenzhou acted for a while, before he could talk, he saw Fei dug slightly with the tip of chopsticks, frowning and staring at the small hoof with a big eye for a moment, and then clipped it into his bowl with a disgusted look. The expression seems to smell the smell of imported cat food.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Sure enough, what "below the knee" and "pharyngitis" are grandchildren in this **** costume.

Except for the city council group, Fei Du and Chang Ning belong to the type of extrovert. They can quickly integrate into the atmosphere and look nothing like outsiders. Lang Qiao also packs a bottle with a long horn and brings two bottles. In addition to the minor, one person poured a glass of red wine, and warmly celebrated the deputy Tao joining the house slave dog army.

Lang Qiao smartly saw the thick single arrow between Tao Ran and Chang Ning. In front of Chang Ning, he improvised orally organized a "Tao Vice Praise". From Tao Ran's love for work and dedication, he talked about his love for life, his love for small animals, and his classification. It enumerates the arduous struggles of the Deputy Team of Tao over the years to protect the vast number of "broken reminders" and Captain Luo, who was in a sorrowful situation. At last, under the gaze of Luo Wenzhou's smiling smile, her voice turned round and round, From a vacuum, Tao Ran fabricated a beauty seeker who strengthened Lian Tao. She was so scared that Tao Ran hurriedly pleaded with her, asking the female donor not to be innocent and bad.

"Tao Brother is really patient," Fei Du intervened in time to ease the embarrassment. "In the future, I will certainly be a model father with a child. I didn't bother him when I was a kid."

Tao Ran waved his hands with red ears.

Chang Ning looked at him curiously.

Fei Du took a sip of red wine: "My mother didn't get too early. Brother Tao happened to be a policeman who handled my mother's case. At that time, my father couldn't care about me, and he volunteered to take care of me for a while-in fact, I was I'm more than ten years old, even if nobody cares, I'm hungry, but I only knew what he meant by 'serious life' here. Sister, don't look at him always being blind, but take care of others, what? Can think of it for you. "

After Chang Ning heard this group of people, you promoted Tao Ran word by word. Nothing else felt. I first realized the good popularity of Vice President Tao and could not help but smile at Tao Ran.

Tao Ran's alcoholic strength was originally a little stronger than "a glass poured". He was filled with more than half a glass of red wine, his head was dizzy, and he was staring at it with a smile. The whole man completely lost his thinking ability and was embarrassed. Speak up: "No, no ... I really didn't. Tipping was not taken care of by myself at the time. Everyone cares about you. Even my Master later heard that I often asked a few words ... and who- Wenzhou, do n’t look at him and do n’t say it. In fact, I have seen you several times secretly, and you still have me on your console ... ”

Listening to the wrong voice, Luo Wenzhou gave him a kick under the table, but it was too late.

Tao Ran's little sense of balance died out at his feet, and the whole person was crooked on one side, knocking down a cardboard box containing miscellaneous materials before he could clean it up.

All kinds of professional books, idle books, folders, and notebooks fell into a mess.

Fei Du and Luo Wenzhou each stood at a corner of the table and froze.

Lang Qiao lifted Luo Wenzhou with his elbow indifferently: "It's true, boss, it's embarrassing that you have done this before."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

If you know the embarrassment, you can tell it!

Facing Fei Du's heavy eyes, he coughed his head stubbornly, and stood up to clear up the cardboard box Tao Ran had shed.

"It's boring. If you drink too much, you can talk nonsense." Luo Wenzhou changed the subject bluntly, picked up a yellowed notebook, and shook it. "Why, how is Master's old note here?"

His voice faded, and a pencil portrait fell out of the book. A man was painted on it, with good facial features and good manners, but the eyes outside the gaze were dimly suppressing something dark.

The date is marked on the drawing paper more than 20 years ago, with notes in the corner.

"Wu Guangchuan-the bodies of six girls have not been found."