you said you would come to see me

Ah Fu woke up in a small apartment, and of course he knew it wasn't paradise.Because not long after waking up, he smelled alcohol and saw smoke trails from the ceiling lights.

"You're awake." The voice of the edict rang in his ear.

Ah Fu was startled and almost rolled off the sofa to the floor.

The imperial stick quickly grabbed him and brought him back to the sofa.With too much force, Ah Fu's injured arm hurts violently.He oops, oops, and it took a while before he slowly supported himself to sit up.

It was okay to lie down, but when he sat up, he felt pain all over his body, and his head was dizzy, which made him retch twice.

The imperial stick handed him the cigarette, and Ah Fu retched a few more gulps.The imperial stick handed him the wine again, Ah Fu hesitated for a moment, took the bottle and took a sip reluctantly.The alcohol was so strong that it burned his stomach.Ah Fu couldn't drink such strong wine, shook his head, and handed back the cudgel.

"Do you want marijuana?" Chi stick asked.

When Ah Fu heard this, he thought, "Fuck you, is this a fishing law enforcement?"

Perhaps seeing Ah Fu's surprise, Chi Chou couldn't help showing an expression similar to a smile, and explained, "I'm afraid your wound is too painful and I can't bear it."

Ah Fu calmed down.

He looked around, it was a very simple apartment.There are two rooms and one living room, and the kitchen is still open, but there is no oily smoke at all, only a lot of wine bottles are placed on the desk.

This is the life of a bachelor. You can have no food, but you can't miss the TV to watch the football game and the alcohol to pass the time.

"Your home?" Ah Fu asked.

Chi stick nodded, slapped the wine bottle on the table, went to the desk to grope for a while, and really threw two marijuana sticks to Ah Fu.

Ah Fu picked it up and smelled it. He has been influenced by camels a lot, so he can smell good and bad.This product is not the same as that of the camel, and it must have been delivered from a different warehouse.

Ah Fu didn't order it, and after smelling it, he put it back on the table, looked at the imperial stick with some embarrassment, and said cautiously - "I... I don't hurt, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, carry it, carry it."

He looked down at his wound, the imperial stick had been bandaged for him, and the shrapnel seemed to be picked out, and the clothes and pants had been replaced with new ones.Smelled my own arm, not smelly, maybe wiped it with a wet towel.

Ah Fu was a little embarrassed for being so kind to him suddenly, so he said thank you for a long time, and took another sip of the very bad wine to relieve the embarrassment.

"Life for life, you're welcome." Chi stick laughed again.

His eyes stared at Ah Fu for a moment, making Ah Fu feel like he had nowhere to hide.Perhaps this is the inborn skill of the Red Vulture members. Maybe they stare at the examiner during the assessment, and whoever wins the stare will be enlisted in the army.

The imperial stick asked him if he was hungry, and then took out a lunch box from a plastic bag—it was standard for a bachelor.

Ah Fu is hungry, but it doesn't mean he can eat.

"After eating your buns for so long, you also eat our canteen." The imperial stick opened it for him and pushed it over.

Ah Fu looked at the meat and vegetables and the square-cut noodles, and didn't start for a long time.

The imperial stick didn't make a sound, as if it was waiting for him to speak.

"Is the camel going to be okay?" Well, although this topic is out of date, after all, it is what Fu is most concerned about right now.

"I was just about to tell you about this." After hearing this, the imperial stick took a breath, sat up slightly, and said—"We will release the camels, but you know that the camels will be interrogated by your people later, yes Bar?"

"People who are not 'us', I don't know them." Ah Fu frowned and defended.

"But the camel knows it," Chi stick said. "Although we will have someone secretly protecting him, it is impossible to be with him 24 hours a day. So the only way to help him survive is to get the slum you live in as soon as possible." Clean up the warehouse and let our people take control of it smoothly."

Sure enough, Red Vulture only opened two paths to the poor. One is that you are expected to have a relationship with a gangster, and the other is that you need to have a relationship with a gangster.

After hearing this, Ah Fu shook his head with a smile, and made it clear—"You want me to be an informant."

"I thought you wanted to help a friend." The imperial stick responded calmly.

"Yes, he is my friend." Afu paused, pushed the lunch box a little farther, and looked up at the imperial stick—"So I won't betray him, I don't do this kind of thing."

I thought that the imperial stick would threaten with a few harsh words, after all, dealing with informants is to be both soft and hard.

But the imperial stick still only stared at Ah Fu, and then took the lead to look away, raised his chin towards the lunch box, and said—"Eat it, don't wait for it to cool down."

That night was the first time Ah Fu spent a night with the imperial stick, and recalling afterwards, the taste of it is indescribable.

The imperial stick needs him to sleep here for one night to see if the wound will get worse. After all, he is not very good at dealing with it. If it becomes serious, he will send Ah Fu to the hospital in time.

In fact, this is not just care, but also a certain degree of surveillance.

Because the edict did not let him approach the window, he was not allowed to open the curtains, he was not allowed to go out to breathe fresh air, and he was not allowed to touch the phone.

All the private information of the Red Vulture members are kept confidential, so Ah Fu doesn't know which district, which street, or which house he is in Baihui City.

He only knew that this was Chigu's house, and it might even be a temporary place of residence.

Because no one will decorate the bed at home into a box spring bed, nor will they use a folding wardrobe. There are very few personal items in the house, except for a few newspapers on the table and wine on the desk, the only recreational items Just a TV.

He went into the bathroom to take a shower, and found that even the toothbrush and cups he used every day were packed in simple packaging when he went on a trip.

"This is actually not your home." Later, Ah Fu came out of the shower and gave his own judgment.

"This is my home in Baihui." Chi stick said forcefully.

It's a bit stressful, even if you live in this place where you can check in at any time and pack up and leave at any time, you still wear a set of striped pajamas.

The same paragraph as a mental hospital.

"Are you afraid that I will reveal where you live when I turn around?" Ah Fu wiped his head with his good hand with difficulty, while trembling with his injured arm to get a cigarette.

Now that he's recovered, at least he doesn't want to throw up anymore, so he needs to light a cigarette and drink some wine to help him sleep.

However, his arm didn't give him such a chance, and in the end he pulled out the cigarette with a stick, interjected it for him, and lit it for him.

"Just in case," Chi Chou said, "I know you are not of the same kind as them, and your accent is not from Baihui. Last time you said where you came from? Taiji? Tao Tao?"

"Tao Dao." Ah Fu confessed that he didn't have as many things to beware of as Chi Chou.

But as soon as the imperial stick mentioned "last time", the muddy corpse in the cardboard box appeared in Ah Fu's mind again.He reined in quickly and focused on the smell of tobacco.

"Tao Dao is under martial law. Are you the group that was kicked out when the capital was moved?" Chi Chou pondered for a while, then asked, "Who else is in your family? Are you in Tao Dao or Baihui?"

Didn't I say it when I was frightened last time?Ah Fu can't remember, but it's also possible that the imperial stick has been in contact with people like him too much, so it's normal that he can't remember.

Ah Fu suddenly felt that this was like a home-based interrogation, creating a comfortable environment and reducing the vigilance of the prisoners, so as to get more news.

But Ah Fu couldn’t help but answer, he honestly said yes, his parents and younger brother are in Siman, “My younger brother went to Siman to visit his parents during the holidays, who knew that the martial law was imposed, and then I was kicked out.”

"Can't get in touch with them?"

Alfred shook his head.He wouldn't sit here even if he could be contacted.

The imperial stick didn't continue to ask, and he also started to swallow his clouds.

Afuxin said what do you want to do, you want to coerce the emperor to make the princes, poke my weakness and find me Nilin, hahaha, I can't think of it, my family is not here, you can't threaten even if you want to, I think what would you do.

But the imperial stick just said indifferently, "Well, I see, I have a chance to get some news, and I will tell you later."

This is out of the ordinary.

Ah Fu was stunned for a moment, and then asked—"Can your Red Eagle team get in touch with people in Siman City?"

The imperial stick curled his lips and said no, but then changed the subject and said—"The red vulture is mobile all over the country. If I hear any news when I get to the border one day, I can bring it to you by the way. You——don't do that." Look at me, I don't mean anything else, as long as you can feel that you are a good person, can't I be a good person?"

It is even more embarrassing to say Ah Fu in this way, and it also means that Ah Fu will jump out of the poor people who have been in contact with the gang, and successfully become a member that the other party will remember.

Ah Fu didn't think Chi Chou was not a good person, but that Red Eagle couldn't be that good.

He smiled embarrassingly, looked back, and smoked the remaining two puffs of cigarettes.

That night he slept on the sofa, and Chi stick slept on the other sofa.

According to Chigun, Ah Fu seemed to have a bit of a fever, and he wasn't sure if he was infected. Sleeping on the sofa made it easier for him to get up in the middle of the night to check Ah Fu's temperature.

Ah Fu suddenly felt a little warm and touched, but when he thought that the imperial stick was the Red Vulture, he felt that the other party had other plans for doing this.

It would be great if the imperial stick wasn't the Red Vulture.

If he hadn't covered his head with a hood, only showing a pair of fierce eyes, hadn't thrown those chips, as if trying to coax Ah Fu into cooperating with them, hadn't taken a gun to punch people into holes, or tear them to pieces— That's pretty cool.

The royal stick is beautiful, and so is this little house.

In fact, not all places in Baihui are not peaceful, at least they can have such small apartments besides the slums.

Ah Fu has never lived in an apartment like this, whether in Taodao or Baihui.Most of the people he came into contact with and became acquainted with came from one of the long rows of slums.

Everything about them is communal, including the kitchen, bathroom, and even the laundry room.

But how nice this small apartment is, it seems to be a small world.

But when he turned his head to look at the imperial stick, Ah Fu felt that he was more like a friend than the camel.

Chi stick was tall and strong. Although he was wearing the same style of pajamas as in the mental hospital, he still couldn't hide the tight lines and muscular muscles under the clothes.His hair is very short, and the stubble is clean-shaven. Although there will always be a big blue mark because of the beard, it is better than the greasy dry wood that Ah Fu sees all day long.

At least he won't talk in a daze, or take out a gun from time to time, pointing at Ah Fu's head to warn him not to mess around, or let Ah Fu use powder Or a needle ruins your brain, and then ruins your life like a camel.

But unfortunately, the pauper and the red vulture can't be friends.

Ah Fu knew that the Red Vultures never had friends.

They only have comrades-in-arms, colleagues, enemies, and superiors.Due to the complete isolation of private life and work, and the limited time spent in various cities, it is impossible for them to establish normal interpersonal relationships with others.

And most of these people don't have family members. After all, as long as they are caught by family members, the Red Vultures will lose their invincible combat advantage and no weakness, as well as their absolute mobility.

This made Ah Fu feel a little pitiful for the imperial stick.

They clearly lived in a bustling neighborhood, but they were covered in frosted glass. Even if they could see a shadow, they would never be able to touch it.

Ah Fu remembered the emblem of the Red Vulture, the skeleton without a head.

Perhaps from the day they became members of the Red Eagles, they have already given up on themselves, so they don't need to have personal feelings, or even personal items. consciousness.

How clean and neat this is, perhaps the foundation of a life is like this.The real ones come naked and go naked.

Chigun kept his promise, and got up three times that night to check Ah Fu's temperature on time.Every time Ah Fu vaguely felt someone approaching, but he was so tired that he didn't open his eyes.

It wasn't until dawn the next day that the eunuch officially woke Ah Fu up, changed his clothes, blindfolded him, and took him to the car.

Ah Fu estimated the time, and it took about four to 10 minutes to travel from Chigu's apartment to the slum.Then he was taken out of the car, and after walking for a while, the blindfold was finally taken off.

Ah Fu adjusted to the light, and the car drove away.

Ah Fu originally thought it was the imperial stick who brought him down, but after a closer look, it was the little forensic doctor.

"Where's the imperial stick?" Ah Fu rubbed his eyes and asked.

The little forensic doctor did not answer his question, but pointed to a small slope not far away, and told him—"Go around here, turn left at the first intersection, and you will reach the end of the street in your slum."

Ah Fu looked around, the sun was about to rise, but there was still no one on the street.It was only after a little recollection that I remembered that yesterday was the weekend again, so the people in the slums must still be wandering in stamina.

After the little forensic doctor finished speaking, he stood by and looked at him, as if to make sure that Ah Fu would go back obediently.

Ah Fu took two steps forward, then turned around and told the little forensic doctor to thank the imperial stick for him.

"I know," the little forensic doctor smiled awkwardly, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to step forward and explain to Ah Fu—"There is no way for him to beat you, so that he can break away from you."

As he spoke, his eyes moved down to the gauze on Ah Fu’s arm, and he added, “You should have antibiotics, cephalosporins, cephradine or cephalexin, just take it for three days and make sure you don’t have a fever. The wound is not a big problem, change the gauze every night , do not touch the water."

Alfred nodded.

Indeed, in addition to drugs, they have more antibiotics.

The little forensic doctor said again, "The captain said that he will come to see you when he has time. Just in case, don't go out of the steamed stuffed bun stall these few days."

It turned out that Chi Chou was still the captain. It seemed that last night the captain of the Red Vulture team personally bandaged him and gave him a meal.Ah Fu was a little embarrassed for a while, and his aggressiveness seemed to have improved a lot because of his status as an imperial stick.

The little forensic doctor didn't know if he saw the change in Ah Fu's expression, and he wanted to laugh a little. He said, don't be afraid of him, he knows you are innocent and won't trouble you.

This remark reminded Ah Fu of Chistick's attempt to get him to be an informant, and his promise to help him bring news of his family.

Maybe Chi Chou is really a good person, but he just put on the skin of a red eagle, which made Ah Fu wary.

But no matter what, this person still made Ah Fu feel a little good.This good feeling is vague and makes people nervous.It's like knowing that brightly colored food is poisonous, but still being attracted by its aroma.

Ah Fu walked all the way in the direction of the slums, until he reached the entrance, and finally completely erased the image of the imperial stick from his mind.

Now there is no extra time for him to recall the intersection of last night, he has more important things to consider.

After all, he'd been out overnight, too, and he wasn't sure if the experience would make the mob take notice and make him suspicious.

So the closer to home, the faster his heart beats.But he also had to start making up some lies about why he was able to escape the firefight between the golden jackal and the red eagle, about how passers-by passed by and rescued him, about how he lay in the hospital overnight, and about where he came back from, How many people did you meet last night?

People in the neighboring countries have a very bad opinion of the people in the country. Everyone says that the people in the country are cunning and dishonest. They can tell a series of lies casually, and they can turn their backs and turn their backs. They have no bottom line and no principles. As long as you can do it for yourself, you can do anything.

But only those who were born and raised in the Crow Country know that lying without blushing without heartbeat is an essential skill for them to survive.

One side of the soil and the other side of the people, this is probably a natural selection.