Chapter 432
"Master, please drive faster..."
Lin Wenwen anxiously sat in the back seat of the taxi. Her heart had already gone to the sky. Outside the window, the crazy retreating shadow seems to be recording the passing of time, leaving a place for these sad things in the brain which is not enough space.
The finger dead of button Cape, become pale unbearable. The cold wind whistled past, making a harsh sound at the edge of the window. Lin Wenwen stares out of the window tightly and does not miss any corner and roadside where he may see the dusk.
It's getting dark and the street lights are on. The whole Cloud City seems more desolate, especially at this time.
"You don't have to do anything, wait for me..." the content of Lin Wennan's self talk became turbid, even a little incoherent. She has lost too many close relatives in her life. In addition to the baby in her stomach, mu Yan'er is the only one who can support her.
They grew up together, went to school together, and fell in love together. Even witnessed each other's life in the darkest period of suffering, mutual encouragement and support came. Every bit of the past, joys and sorrows, in a flash came up, occupying the outlet of memories.
The cemetery is more than 40 minutes away from the airport, but it is as long as a century. Keep wiping shoulder staggered car, whistle, scream and pass. The driver tried his best to step on the gas pedal, probably because he thought that the anxious girl was catching a flight or chasing her lover who was about to leave.
"Don't worry, child, just take another turn!" The driver master is old and speaks a dialect accent to comfort Lin Wenwen.
Unfortunately, traffic jams began at this time.
"It seems that there's something wrong with the toll station, I'm afraid it's going to..." before the driver finished, Lin Wenwen threw down a few hundred yuan bills and rushed out of the back seat, running all the way to the airport.
"Child, you give too much..." teacher Fu picked up a few hundred yuan bills, stretched out his hand and waved them, trying to stop Lin Wenwen at the top of his voice. But she had already disappeared in the traffic around the corner.
On a cold late autumn night, Lin Wenwen was wearing a black tweed coat, but he was sweating. She gasped, looking around the airport hall, while holding the phone and constantly playing the evening smoke phone.
Finally, in the 15th phone call ten minutes later, the other party answered.
Lin Wenwen rushed out impatiently, with a worried voice, "Yan'er, where are you? I've arrived at the airport!"
For a moment, a voice of a strange man rang out on the phone, with a gentle and polite tone, "excuse me, I'm the airport staff. Do you know the owner of this mobile phone?"
Lin Wenwen just felt his brain buzzing and asked nervously, "I know her. I know her. What's the matter with her? Is something wrong?"
"Please calm down. It's just that someone picked up this mobile phone and some items and handed them to the service desk at the airport. If you are also at the airport, please come and pick them up. By the way, we'll see if they belong to your friends. They're at the No.1 desk
Without saying a word, Lin Wenwen rushed to the No.1 service desk. The more this happens, the more irritating it is. The No.1 service desk is in another terminal. Lin Wenwen ran to the terminal beside her. She even forgot that she was a pregnant woman of four months.
When I came to the service desk, a staff member stood there and listened to the voice. Lin Wenwen knew that it was the one who had just answered the phone. "Hello, I'm the one who just called this mobile phone..."
The service staff politely gave a gift, so they took out a luggage bag and a mobile phone and put them on the table, "please have a look and see if these things belong to your friends. If you confirm that they are, please register here and take them away."
Lin Wenwen looked in the luggage bag, only a few clothes and some daily necessities. Lin Wenwen knew that this was the luggage bag of moyan'er.
"Yes, it belongs to my friend. Where is she? She should have got off the plane an hour ago. Who picked up these things? Where did you find it? " Lin Wenwen kept asking impatiently, and her eyes almost burst into flames.
But no matter how to ask, the staff seems unable to give Lin Wenwen satisfactory answer. The mobile phone and luggage bag were picked up by passengers passing by an hour ago and handed over to the service desk. At that time, the owner was not found, and no one had ever seen the evening smoke.
Later, at Lin Wenwen's repeated request, the airport staff helped Lin Wenwen call out the flight information of moyan'er, and obtained the monitoring information at her exit.
The monitor shows that after getting off the plane, Mu Yaner stops in front of a mobile TV and watches it for a long time. The content on it is just about the funeral of Mr. mu. Then she sat on one side of the bench to make a phone call. It was during that time that she was talking with Lin Wen.
Evening smoke son sitting on the bench has been crying, all of a sudden, she will hand the phone and luggage bag aside, get up and walk to the door. The content of monitoring can only capture the action of moyan'er going out and beckoning for a car, and then he left the airport area and couldn't see it.
Lin wenman wanders aimlessly in the airport, but she has no direction with her luggage bag and phone. Evening smoke son's mood seems too excited, she is very worried about what will happen. All of a sudden, an idea flashed by. Lin Wenwen quickly called a car and turned back to the cemetery again. At this moment, the only place that moyan'er can go is probably the cemetery. The news broadcast the location of Mr. Mu's funeral. It should be where Mr. Mu Yaner went. Along the way, Lin Wen kept urging the driver, almost to quarrel. As soon as he got out of the car, Lin Wenwen rushed into the cemetery without hesitation. It was already dark, and there were almost no people inside. Only the security personnel patrolling at night were walking back and forth. The atmosphere of the whole cemetery fell into silence, a terrible silence. Lin Wenwen was not in the mood to pay attention to these, but walked quickly to Uncle Mu's graveyard. Sure enough, from the distance to see a thin figure, constantly shaking in the cold wind. It was evening smoke. Lin Wen was relieved and quickened his pace. She took out a thicker coat from her luggage bag and put it on her. She gasped, "you're here. You're worried about me..." "why, why did you suddenly become like this? The last time I went, the doctor clearly said that my father was recovering well, and he said that he would be discharged in a while. How could he... "Moyan'er's voice was filled with tears, and his body couldn't stop shaking, which seemed even more severe." is God playing a trick on me? I didn't even see my father at the last sight. Why didn't I see him at the last sight, Why... "Calm down and smoke. The nurse in the sanatorium said that uncle died of a heart attack..." Lin Wenwen's voice was a little low. She really didn't know how to comfort her at this time. The evening smoke son madly shakes head, her appearance is full of despair, "impossible, my father has no heart disease at all, why die of heart disease hair?". No way. I want to ask my dad. I want to see him! " Before he had time to react, he began to lie on the ground while crying. He turned the earth on one side of the tomb with his hands like crazy. She almost exerted all her strength, lying on the ground desperately searching. The crystal nails were severely broken and filled with wet soil. Her fingertips stirred fiercely in the soil until they were scratched with blood by the gravel in the soil. Under the light of the cemetery, the wound pierced into the eyes, becoming ferocious and tragic. Lin Wenwen can't see it any more. She kneels on the ground and hugs moyan'er. No matter how hard she struggles, she still tries to encircle her arm. She cries out, "enough, don't dig any more!"“ You let go of me, I want to see my father, you let go of me! " Dusk smoke son seems to have completely lost her mind, her roar almost attracted the security guard on the patrol. But they seem to have been used to such scenes for a long time. They just took a glance and went on with their work. When Lin Wenwen saw this, she was distressed and angry. She couldn't stop her more and more serious emotional attack. She had to push her to the ground, raised her voice and told the truth, "don't dig, uncle Mu's body is not here at all!" In a word, the air suddenly quieted down. Twilight smoke son sits on the ground, even can't care to dry the tears of the corner of her eyes, finally her eyes meet Lin Wenwen's eyes, hoarse voice has been difficult to make normal resonance, with weak only Lin Wenwen can barely hear the voice“ You, you say... What do you say... "Lin Wenwen bites his lips hard, and tells all this to moyan'er“ You said Xiao an might be the killer of my father? " The dusk smoke son is startled to stare big eyes, she simply can't believe oneself hear of everything“ I'm not saying that he killed Uncle mu. The forensic result is that he died of a heart attack. But this fact is too coincidental. Someone must want to hide it, so he secretly carried away uncle Mu's body. But the scratch on secretary Wu's arm and the flesh and blood tissue in Uncle Mu's fingernails are too clever, aren't they? " The evening smoke son suddenly madness is about to rush out, the mouth says a word, "I want to find Wu Ying an, I want to ask clear! I'm going to find him Lin Wenwen grabbed the smoke and said seriously, "if you really want to get justice back for your uncle, don't act rashly! If it's really related to him, if you rush past like this, you will not only find no clues, but also scare the snake. It's very likely that you don't even know where your uncle's body is! "
Lin Wenwen anxiously sat in the back seat of the taxi. Her heart had already gone to the sky. Outside the window, the crazy retreating shadow seems to be recording the passing of time, leaving a place for these sad things in the brain which is not enough space.
The finger dead of button Cape, become pale unbearable. The cold wind whistled past, making a harsh sound at the edge of the window. Lin Wenwen stares out of the window tightly and does not miss any corner and roadside where he may see the dusk.
It's getting dark and the street lights are on. The whole Cloud City seems more desolate, especially at this time.
"You don't have to do anything, wait for me..." the content of Lin Wennan's self talk became turbid, even a little incoherent. She has lost too many close relatives in her life. In addition to the baby in her stomach, mu Yan'er is the only one who can support her.
They grew up together, went to school together, and fell in love together. Even witnessed each other's life in the darkest period of suffering, mutual encouragement and support came. Every bit of the past, joys and sorrows, in a flash came up, occupying the outlet of memories.
The cemetery is more than 40 minutes away from the airport, but it is as long as a century. Keep wiping shoulder staggered car, whistle, scream and pass. The driver tried his best to step on the gas pedal, probably because he thought that the anxious girl was catching a flight or chasing her lover who was about to leave.
"Don't worry, child, just take another turn!" The driver master is old and speaks a dialect accent to comfort Lin Wenwen.
Unfortunately, traffic jams began at this time.
"It seems that there's something wrong with the toll station, I'm afraid it's going to..." before the driver finished, Lin Wenwen threw down a few hundred yuan bills and rushed out of the back seat, running all the way to the airport.
"Child, you give too much..." teacher Fu picked up a few hundred yuan bills, stretched out his hand and waved them, trying to stop Lin Wenwen at the top of his voice. But she had already disappeared in the traffic around the corner.
On a cold late autumn night, Lin Wenwen was wearing a black tweed coat, but he was sweating. She gasped, looking around the airport hall, while holding the phone and constantly playing the evening smoke phone.
Finally, in the 15th phone call ten minutes later, the other party answered.
Lin Wenwen rushed out impatiently, with a worried voice, "Yan'er, where are you? I've arrived at the airport!"
For a moment, a voice of a strange man rang out on the phone, with a gentle and polite tone, "excuse me, I'm the airport staff. Do you know the owner of this mobile phone?"
Lin Wenwen just felt his brain buzzing and asked nervously, "I know her. I know her. What's the matter with her? Is something wrong?"
"Please calm down. It's just that someone picked up this mobile phone and some items and handed them to the service desk at the airport. If you are also at the airport, please come and pick them up. By the way, we'll see if they belong to your friends. They're at the No.1 desk
Without saying a word, Lin Wenwen rushed to the No.1 service desk. The more this happens, the more irritating it is. The No.1 service desk is in another terminal. Lin Wenwen ran to the terminal beside her. She even forgot that she was a pregnant woman of four months.
When I came to the service desk, a staff member stood there and listened to the voice. Lin Wenwen knew that it was the one who had just answered the phone. "Hello, I'm the one who just called this mobile phone..."
The service staff politely gave a gift, so they took out a luggage bag and a mobile phone and put them on the table, "please have a look and see if these things belong to your friends. If you confirm that they are, please register here and take them away."
Lin Wenwen looked in the luggage bag, only a few clothes and some daily necessities. Lin Wenwen knew that this was the luggage bag of moyan'er.
"Yes, it belongs to my friend. Where is she? She should have got off the plane an hour ago. Who picked up these things? Where did you find it? " Lin Wenwen kept asking impatiently, and her eyes almost burst into flames.
But no matter how to ask, the staff seems unable to give Lin Wenwen satisfactory answer. The mobile phone and luggage bag were picked up by passengers passing by an hour ago and handed over to the service desk. At that time, the owner was not found, and no one had ever seen the evening smoke.
Later, at Lin Wenwen's repeated request, the airport staff helped Lin Wenwen call out the flight information of moyan'er, and obtained the monitoring information at her exit.
The monitor shows that after getting off the plane, Mu Yaner stops in front of a mobile TV and watches it for a long time. The content on it is just about the funeral of Mr. mu. Then she sat on one side of the bench to make a phone call. It was during that time that she was talking with Lin Wen.
Evening smoke son sitting on the bench has been crying, all of a sudden, she will hand the phone and luggage bag aside, get up and walk to the door. The content of monitoring can only capture the action of moyan'er going out and beckoning for a car, and then he left the airport area and couldn't see it.
Lin wenman wanders aimlessly in the airport, but she has no direction with her luggage bag and phone. Evening smoke son's mood seems too excited, she is very worried about what will happen. All of a sudden, an idea flashed by. Lin Wenwen quickly called a car and turned back to the cemetery again. At this moment, the only place that moyan'er can go is probably the cemetery. The news broadcast the location of Mr. Mu's funeral. It should be where Mr. Mu Yaner went. Along the way, Lin Wen kept urging the driver, almost to quarrel. As soon as he got out of the car, Lin Wenwen rushed into the cemetery without hesitation. It was already dark, and there were almost no people inside. Only the security personnel patrolling at night were walking back and forth. The atmosphere of the whole cemetery fell into silence, a terrible silence. Lin Wenwen was not in the mood to pay attention to these, but walked quickly to Uncle Mu's graveyard. Sure enough, from the distance to see a thin figure, constantly shaking in the cold wind. It was evening smoke. Lin Wen was relieved and quickened his pace. She took out a thicker coat from her luggage bag and put it on her. She gasped, "you're here. You're worried about me..." "why, why did you suddenly become like this? The last time I went, the doctor clearly said that my father was recovering well, and he said that he would be discharged in a while. How could he... "Moyan'er's voice was filled with tears, and his body couldn't stop shaking, which seemed even more severe." is God playing a trick on me? I didn't even see my father at the last sight. Why didn't I see him at the last sight, Why... "Calm down and smoke. The nurse in the sanatorium said that uncle died of a heart attack..." Lin Wenwen's voice was a little low. She really didn't know how to comfort her at this time. The evening smoke son madly shakes head, her appearance is full of despair, "impossible, my father has no heart disease at all, why die of heart disease hair?". No way. I want to ask my dad. I want to see him! " Before he had time to react, he began to lie on the ground while crying. He turned the earth on one side of the tomb with his hands like crazy. She almost exerted all her strength, lying on the ground desperately searching. The crystal nails were severely broken and filled with wet soil. Her fingertips stirred fiercely in the soil until they were scratched with blood by the gravel in the soil. Under the light of the cemetery, the wound pierced into the eyes, becoming ferocious and tragic. Lin Wenwen can't see it any more. She kneels on the ground and hugs moyan'er. No matter how hard she struggles, she still tries to encircle her arm. She cries out, "enough, don't dig any more!"“ You let go of me, I want to see my father, you let go of me! " Dusk smoke son seems to have completely lost her mind, her roar almost attracted the security guard on the patrol. But they seem to have been used to such scenes for a long time. They just took a glance and went on with their work. When Lin Wenwen saw this, she was distressed and angry. She couldn't stop her more and more serious emotional attack. She had to push her to the ground, raised her voice and told the truth, "don't dig, uncle Mu's body is not here at all!" In a word, the air suddenly quieted down. Twilight smoke son sits on the ground, even can't care to dry the tears of the corner of her eyes, finally her eyes meet Lin Wenwen's eyes, hoarse voice has been difficult to make normal resonance, with weak only Lin Wenwen can barely hear the voice“ You, you say... What do you say... "Lin Wenwen bites his lips hard, and tells all this to moyan'er“ You said Xiao an might be the killer of my father? " The dusk smoke son is startled to stare big eyes, she simply can't believe oneself hear of everything“ I'm not saying that he killed Uncle mu. The forensic result is that he died of a heart attack. But this fact is too coincidental. Someone must want to hide it, so he secretly carried away uncle Mu's body. But the scratch on secretary Wu's arm and the flesh and blood tissue in Uncle Mu's fingernails are too clever, aren't they? " The evening smoke son suddenly madness is about to rush out, the mouth says a word, "I want to find Wu Ying an, I want to ask clear! I'm going to find him Lin Wenwen grabbed the smoke and said seriously, "if you really want to get justice back for your uncle, don't act rashly! If it's really related to him, if you rush past like this, you will not only find no clues, but also scare the snake. It's very likely that you don't even know where your uncle's body is! "
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