Since The Red Moon Appeared

"Head, what do we do now?"

When the old police officer walked out of the detention area, several people immediately surrounded him. Many of them followed him to the motel. The first one was his deputy, who was obviously nervous: "There's a call from the hospital. , Zhao Gongzi really didn't die, but... but you think that so many bullets hit him, and he still hasn't died, this... what does this look like?"

Everyone in the circle felt a little gloomy and cold, and nodded again and again, and said with a guilty conscience: "Yes, what should I do?"

"What else can I do?"

The old police officer gritted his teeth and scolded: "Who the hell would have thought of encountering such a thing, not only the people from the Qinggang office, but also the lunatic... If my mother knew it was such a trouble, I would be killed. I won't listen to Zhao's bewitching..."

He was suddenly a little nervous: "Have you returned the things you received?"

The police officer next to him nodded hurriedly: "Go back, go back, all go back, Mr. Zhao... The surnamed Zhao is in a coma, and no one else knows."

"Remember, we were just a normal police officer, understand?"

The old police officer glared at the people present, lowered his voice and said, "The surnamed Zhao is crazy, he made such a big deal this time, greeted him from top to bottom, and wanted to cover the sky with one hand, I thought he was really going to deal with it. An ordinary team, I didn't expect to involve the capable... Involving these lunatics, no matter how powerful their Zhao family is, they can't easily end it..."

"Especially, he was beaten into a piece of rotten meat..."

"It's really strange, this surname Zhao is not so unreliable usually, why is it so reckless this time?"

Shaking his head vigorously, he no longer wanted to mess up, just instructed:

"If you want to live well, you can't have anything to do with these people, and immediately withdraw..."

"Understand?"

"..."

Some of the subordinates were not aware of it, and nodded repeatedly, but some people were puzzled and asked in a low voice:

"If that's the case, why don't you just let him go directly to the Qinggang office?"

"Have you eaten all your stomach?"

The old police officer lowered his voice and roared: "The surnamed Zhao has been beaten into a piece of rotten meat, and his family will not give up. If we don't bring people back, won't the Zhao family trouble us? Damn, touch When it comes to this kind of thing, the only thing we can do..."

He paused, gritted his teeth, and said, "Just act according to the law!"

The eyes of all the little police officers were a little straight. This was the first time that this kind of mandarin was spoken in an informal setting.

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...

It was also when Lu Xin began to seriously think about family issues. On the roof of the Fourth People's Hospital of the No. 7 Satellite City of Central City, a helicopter landed with a gurgling wind. A middle-aged man with a well-trimmed short beard bowed his back and stepped out of the helicopter, then took the elevator to a ward.

An emergency operation was being carried out in the ward, and a dozen bloody warheads had been placed on the plate next to it.

Lying on the bed is a complete head, which looks quite handsome, but the body is almost rotten flesh.

The doctors who were operating stepped aside and gave their place to this middle-aged man with a pipe in his mouth.

None of them dared to remind him that smoking was not allowed in the operating room.

The man carefully looked at Zhao Hui lying on the bed, the muscles on his face tightened slightly.

After a while, he said hoarsely: "How could this be?"

"It was made by the able."

Beside him, a man in a neat suit whispered: "Twenty-four bullets, all of which went into his body, but perfectly avoided all vital points. They didn't even hurt the fatal artery. . So he's still alive. No one except the capable ones can make sure that he can be taken to the hospital alive when two magazines are emptied."

The middle-aged man nodded slowly and said, "Where is that capable person?"

"Second Detention Center of Satellite City No. 7."

The secretary said in a low voice, "It's not the ability of our central city, it seems to be related to Qinggang."

"Qinggang..."

The middle-aged man repeated slowly, and then a little smile appeared on his face. Under the half-bright and half-dark lights in the operating room, his smile looked a little grim, but his voice was still very peaceful: "My son , stupid, arrogant, ignorant, greedy, and... he has those unspeakable psychological problems, but he is my son after all."

"I know him. He keeps making small mistakes, but he is cowardly in nature and can't make big mistakes."

Having said this, he paused for a while, then turned to look at the secretary: "So, why was he beaten like this?"

The secretary was silent for a while, and then said, "It seems that it's because of his unspoken rules... a certain driver."

The middle-aged man frowned: "Male or female?"

The secretary said: "Female."

A sneer appeared on the middle-aged man's face: "How could someone like him go to the unspoken female driver?"

Faced with this question, the secretary also fell silent, not knowing how to answer.

"Get me a gun and four magazines!"

The middle-aged man turned around and walked out, saying, "The son who doesn't live up to expectations is also my son. And he is my only son. I rarely stay at home and neglect his discipline because I have been staying with him. In the research room, it is also for our Central City. Now, my son has been beaten like this, if I continue to ignore him, how can I be worthy of his mother?"

"Since the capable person hit him, there must be a reason for hitting him, but it doesn't matter."

"After I hit him with the bullets from these four magazines, you can start to investigate what happened."

"Since he is a capable person, he must not die so quickly."

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...

"Hey boy..."

In the empty barn, Lu Xin sat honestly on the bare wooden bed, waiting for his dinner.

In the next two warehouses, which were obviously crowded due to the transfer of personnel, a call suddenly sounded.

There was one with yellow hair and a silver stainless steel tooth. The strong thug thumped the railing hard and called to Lu Xin, "You have a lot of face, and you buy food and cigarettes. Tell me, you How did such a son-in-law come here?"

Lu Xin glanced at them and lowered his head again.

Although he was imprisoned, he was different from these bad guys.

"Fuck, what about you..."

There was another sound of pounding the railing, bang bang, and shouted at Lu Xin:

"When you get here, you still pretend to be a son? Do you know how to obey the rules?"

"..."

Lu Xin heaved a sigh of relief, held his right hand that had been trembling with excitement, remained silent, and thought about life.

"Snapped……"

Suddenly a shoe was thrown over, Lu Xin raised his head in time, the shoe fell off in front of him and was thrown on the ground on the other side.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was a lot of laughter in the surrounding warehouses, and all the detainees laughed excitedly, as if it was very interesting.

Lu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and said to himself, "I've already entered the detention center anyway..."

Seeing him stand up, the person next to him shouted louder: "What's the matter? In a hurry?"

"Come here, come here, I will teach you the rules..."

"..."

Amidst their roaring laughter, Lu Xin turned and walked towards them. Facing the smiling faces that were getting closer, he twisted his neck and became short, his body tightened strangely, and his bones seemed to be deformed and broken. Go through the railing and come to the barn on the left.

Looking at the faces whose smiles gradually disappeared, and their eyes gradually became strange and frightened, he showed a very gentle smile:

"Hello."

"Who threw the shoes?"

"..."

When the little guard who went out to buy food for Lu Xin came back with a box of lunch with chicken legs and a pack of ten yuan cigarettes, as soon as he opened the iron door of the corridor, he saw Lu Xin in the warehouse on the left. Fighting there with a bastard dyed with golden hair.

The people in the circle were all tightly against the wall, some had blue noses, some had swollen faces, some had dropped their trousers, and covered their crotch with their hands.

Usually when they encounter something, they wish they could lift the sky, but at this time, one is more obedient than the other, and none of them even shouted for cheers.

He was startled, hurriedly blew his whistle, slapped the railing hard, and shouted, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"How do you hit someone?"

"...How did you get here?"

"..."

Lu Xin stood up from the gangster, lifted his pants, twisted his body, and got back to the middle warehouse from the railing.

"It's not my fault."

Lu Xin pleaded innocently: "I was sitting in the middle, this person kept scolding me, I thought at first that I would be finished by ignoring him, but I didn't expect that he not only scolded him endlessly, but even took off his shoes and smashed me. , of course I have to go and beat him."

Said and clenched his fist, indicating that he was still very fierce.

The little guard looked at the fist-sized gap between the fences, remembered what the old police officer had ordered before leaving, and shuddered.

After a while, he reluctantly said, "Okay..."

Then he looked at the warehouse on the left worriedly: "Is he dead?"

A group of inmates standing against the wall shook their heads at the same time.

"All right……"

The little guard was relieved, handed in the lunch box and cigarettes, and said to Lu Xin, "Call the guard if there is anything else."

"understood."

Lu Xin nodded honestly, sat back on the small wooden bed with his lunch and cigarette, and slowly began to enjoy dinner.

The smell of chicken drumsticks fills this warm and friendly detention center.

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...

Lu Xin ate the last grain of rice in the boxed lunch with the sound of saliva swallowing, then sat on the small wooden bed, lit a cigarette, and slowly exhaled the smoke ring. The quality of the cigarettes is not bad.

Although it wasn't as good as the golden filter that Vice President Xiao gave him back then, it was still much better than the three-dollar one.

When he was full and smoking, he began to think about some serious business.

Such as the relationship between myself and my father.

When his mother left, he was actually a little worried, worried that his father would take the opportunity to bully himself and his sister, or take the opportunity to escape, but the result was that his father was surprisingly good, and he took the initiative to release him. out of kindness...

In the motel, his performance was quite touching.

So, in return, should I give my father more trust?

Since entering the second stage, I have tried to find opportunities to live peacefully with my father, and carefully deepened my understanding.

The effect is obvious. From before, I kept my father locked up and didn't dare to let him out, but now I at least dare to borrow his power. However, the vigilance in my heart cannot be completely eliminated. I usually give it a maximum of 10% trust...

When the sea country attacked, because I was in a bad mood, I gave almost 50% to my father.

In the yard of the motel, I gave him more than 70% trust at a certain moment.

That is to say, at that time, the father could theoretically cause more powerful damage in an instant than when he dealt with the red-clothed apostles, and even took the opportunity to leave him directly... Of course, there is only the possibility of leaving him, and it is not guaranteed. success.

What happens when the trust level approaches or reaches 100?

Lu Xin is actually looking forward to the moment when he and his father truly reconcile and can understand and trust each other.

But that kind of trust is not easy to achieve...

After all, everyone has different hobbies and temperaments. He likes to cook, and he likes to eat.

He loses his temper at every turn, is careful, and himself...

"rustle……"

There was a blurred sound of rain outside the small window, and it was not known when it started to rain.

Lu Xin's mind became clearer, sniffing the fragrance of the damp green grass floating in by the window, and raised his head slightly.

The world is so beautiful, I like it very much.