Chapter 554: Empty Talk

What is shock?

Shock is when you ask me exactly what I want to ask you.

Hu Huisheng naturally recognized this woman; she was Guandong's beloved wife, Yin Mei!

And after the shock, Yin Mei reacted to the fact that her current state was truly not fitting for Mrs. Guan.

Li Xuewu squinted his eyes and looked at Hu Huisheng's attitude. Although he couldn't confirm if he was lying to him, the two parties bumping into each other made Li Xuewu believe a little that Hu Huisheng also wasn't sure where Guandong was.

"What should we do?"

Seeing Li Xuewu not speaking, Ji Wang Weidong asked again. At this moment, time wasn't very sufficient; the sky was getting darker, representing that the time until dawn was getting shorter.

Li Xuewu glanced at Ji Wang Weidong, then walked to the side of the car door, pushed aside Hu Huisheng, who was full of doubt about life, and asked Yin Mei in the car, "Tell me, where could Guandong go? Otherwise, you two can only go back with us in this state."

"I really don't know!"

Yin Mei covered her face, her voice filled with crying, shaking her head vigorously, sobbing, truly looking like she was afraid of losing face.

Li Xuewu couldn't get any information out of this woman, so he turned his gaze to the driver who had been keeping his head down to avoid them.

"What are you hiding from?"

He waved his hand, took the flashlight from Pazile's hand, and pointed it directly into the car, shining it right on the driver's face.

"Lift your head up!"

"I told you to lift your head up!"

Li Xuewu said it twice, but the boy's head went lower and lower, almost sticking between his two legs.

Seeing him not cooperating, Li Xuewu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He signaled to Pazile and said, "Pull him out. I want to see what kind of sacred person this is."

Pazile responded, and just as he was about to take action along the car door Li Xuewu had cleared, he heard the boy inside suddenly shout, "Director Li, I... I am..."

Before this guy could finish his words, Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and turned his head.

Oh ho, he actually knows me?

Ji Wang Weidong was also excited. It would be interesting if he caught a friend of Li Xuewu's.

He was also someone who loved watching the show and wasn't afraid of things getting big.

However, before the boy in the car could speak again, Hu Huisheng spoke first: "Kaiyuan?"

Hu Huisheng had only been looking at the woman in the car just now and hadn't looked carefully at who the man was.

At this moment, hearing this voice, it seemed to be his nephew-in-law, the youngest of the Zhong family.

Everyone's voice and tone are different; you don't need to look at the other person to know who it is when they speak.

Hu Huisheng hadn't dared to confirm just now, but at this moment, seeing the man in the car not responding, he knew it must be that boy.

The Zhong family had six children; one was broken at the ski resort, and now only five remained.

He had watched these children grow up, so how could he not recognize their voices?

He didn't get along very well with his wife's family, because his brother-in-law was a bit muddled and always wanted to use his sister's relationship to exercise special privileges.

People like Hu Huisheng were extremely focused on their image on the surface; how could he let his brother-in-law act recklessly?

Therefore, he didn't see much of the Zhong children, and the only smart one he had exerted some effort for had died.

Now looking at the car side, Hu Huisheng's brain was full of paste.

He knew these children were being taken care of by Guandong, but he didn't know they were being taken care of so "well."

Thinking of his wife, he only felt confused; he had lived his life in such a daze.

Li Xuewu knew who was in the car; it was someone he had clashed with before, the Zhong family.

He also felt it was a bit absurd. Nie Liansheng had reminded him yesterday afternoon that the Zhong children were with Guandong.

Now it seemed Guandong had truly paid a heavy price; in order to run away, he had truly lost both his wife and his soldiers.

"Since we are all old acquaintances, let's not beat around the bush."

Li Xuewu stood back at the car door and asked the boy in the car, "Tell me, where is Guandong?"

"I... I don't know either."

Li Xuewu recounted the days when he didn't have the next meal and was often beaten, and how he had to steal things to eat when he was hungry, and so on.

The young man listened very carefully and with great empathy. He only felt that his fatherless life wasn't the most tragic, and that having a father didn't necessarily mean warmth. He felt he wasn't the most pathetic one anymore.

What could be more empathetic than patients discussing their illnesses?

Your dad didn't acknowledge you?

What a coincidence, my dad acknowledged me, but he hit me~

"So I don't hate him, I just feel helpless."

The young man took a drag of his cigarette and said after Li Xuewu finished recounting: "At least when he leaves, my mother and I can be a bit more relaxed."

After saying this, he looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "Like my situation, will I be arrested?"

"I don't know about this."

Li Xuewu smiled and put the cigarette case and lighter into his pocket: "Usually, the leadership above decides. I just follow orders."

"That's true."

The young man nodded and said: "I've been talking to you for so long, and you haven't asked a single serious question. Will your leadership punish you?"

"No~"

Li Xuewu shook his head very brightly and said: "When I came out, he was also treating a dead horse as a living one. On the embankment, he only found your dad's driver and you..."

Speaking of this, Li Xuewu suddenly stopped, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "That woman, do you call her Mom... or...?"

"No."

The young man looked at Li Xuewu and shook his head: "She doesn't talk to me every time I go to his house, and I don't talk to her either. There's nothing to say."

"Oh~~~"

Li Xuewu nodded understandingly, pursed his lips, and said: "Your feeling is right. She isn't a good person."

Seeing Li Xuewu's appearance, the young man became curious and asked: "What's wrong with her?"

Li Xuewu shook his head, pursed his lips, with an expression of disdain, but said: "Can't say, it's eye-stinging, too... eww~~~"

Seeing Li Xuewu so disgusted, he became even more curious. He hadn't known that woman for a year or two, and she was always arrogant. Now hearing Li Xuewu say it so filthily, he was truly itching with curiosity.

"Hey, tell me about it. Anyway, it's nothing."

The young man leaned close to Li Xuewu and said: "Tell me, I definitely won't tell anyone else. I just want to know how she's bad. Did she do..."

"This is something you guessed yourself, not something I said."

Before the young man could finish, Li Xuewu pointed his finger at him and emphasized, as if the young man had really guessed it right.

The young man was dumbfounded now. What did I guess? You're acting like this.

But the more Li Xuewu was like this, the more it made him think of that kind of thing.

"What~!"

The young man widened his eyes in disbelief, with an expression of "Don't lie to me."

"How could that be? She doesn't look like that kind of person."

Li Xuewu pursed his lips and said: "Don't you know the saying 'know the face but not the heart'? You might be mature in thought, but you definitely haven't seen as much as I have."

The young man felt a bit autistic, sitting there blankly, looking at Li Xuewu and unable to speak.

Li Xuewu also sighed and said: "A man and a woman alone, one in the prime of life, one a young lad, in the middle of the night, sitting in a pitch-black car for several hours—you tell me, could they be chatting idly like us?"

"This... this... how could this be?"

Hearing Li Xuewu's words, the young man believed it in his heart, but couldn't believe it in his mouth.

Li Xuewu shrugged indifferently and said: "I'll say it, you listen. Once we leave here, I won't admit it."

"Yeah."

The young man nodded blankly, then said to Li Xuewu: "Thanks. You're not bad; you're quite good."

"Heh heh."

Li Xuewu nodded with a smile, pounded his knees, and said: "It's nothing. I was just telling it as a joke, something to listen to and laugh at."

"Indeed."

The young man nodded and asked: "Then she...?"

"Don't know."

Li Xuewu pursed his lips and shook his head, then pursed his lips again and said: "They found a lot of things in their car, you know. It's truly not a small amount. I estimate..."

His words were only half-spoken, leaving the rest for the young man to guess.

At the same time, he observed the young man's complexion. Seeing him silent for a moment, Li Xuewu also pinched his fingers involuntarily.

"Then..."

The young man wanted to ask again, but found that Li Xuewu had already stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"Going back."

Li Xuewu smiled at the young man, who looked reluctant to let him go, and said: "My mission was just to wait for the first train to pass with you, because they've already started closing the net over there. Your dad wasn't caught just now, and now I don't know where he ran off to."

The young man looked at the end of the railway and asked Li Xuewu: "The next train is coming soon. Aren't you waiting anymore?"

"Heh, no need."

Li Xuewu chuckled, then said: "I really wanted to chat with you for a while longer, but you know, I'm different from you. I have to go to work to support my family."

The young man looked at the helplessness on Li Xuewu's face, nodded, and said: "Oh, yeah, it's dawn."

Li Xuewu tilted his head and turned to walk toward the ticket gate without hesitation.

The young man's gaze followed Li Xuewu. From the window of the waiting room, one could see Li Xuewu taking a few people out of the main gate of the waiting room.

And those who were responsible for monitoring him looked blankly at all this.

Including those railway workers who had checked the tracks all night, they all stood by the tracks blankly, looking over here.

The young man's mouth twitched, and he took another look at the red sun rising in the distance.

If he hadn't come into contact with this father, what would it be like?

If he hadn't come to the city, what would it be like?

If he hadn't been born, what would it be like?

In the waiting room, the person in charge of the Investigation Department sighed at Li Xuewu's back as he exited the station.

Although it was hard to face the fact of failure, this was life; there were always some imperfect regrets that made people feel sorry.

But wasn't this regret one of the fun things in life? If a person was really smooth and successful, what would be the point?

He understood Li Xuewu; he was like their section chief, both young and promising active elements.

Both were favored children of heaven who rarely encountered setbacks. This joint effort between the two of them, hitting a snag in Steel City, perhaps wasn't a bad thing for them.

The person in charge took a sip of hot water from his tea mug, warming his stomach.

Looking at the platform again, that back was still there, still lonely.

It was just that the morning sun shone on him, and there was no coldness from the early morning, but rather a feeling of warmth.

The investigators deployed around all looked over here, but the person in charge didn't issue a signal to withdraw. Just as he had promised Li Xuewu, as long as this young man didn't leave, they wouldn't leave.

They had spent the whole night here, so what was the harm in spending half a day more?

Letting this brat fool them, they were truly unwilling. Even if it was just to wear him out, they had to let him freeze on the platform for a while.

The young man was clearly thinking the same. Without Li Xuewu here, the two sides started this stalemate again.

Time passed, and the noise of work and the bustle of the waiting room formed the melody of the station's morning.

A new day had begun, and the past could no longer be chased.

"Woo~~~"

The whistle of the second train came from the direction where the red sun rose. The investigators standing by the tracks could even see the white mist drifting from the train head.

The person in charge followed the flow of people checking tickets and got on the platform, standing not far from that chair.

He knew they had been exposed. This young man had keen observation and counter-reconnaissance ability.

It wasn't that their ability was poor, but after the target went missing, the concealment here had lost its meaning; it was more of a deterrent.

A dog driven into a corner, surround three sides and leave one open.

The young man turned his head to look at the person in charge. His indifferent face no longer had the activity he had when chatting with Li Xuewu; it was all gray and cold.

But this gray coldness was so out of place under the illumination of the morning sun.

Standing with his back to the sun made the person in charge look like only a silhouette.

The two stared at each other, as if two dueling swordsmen were waiting for the other to make a move. The image of the stalemate formed a sharp contrast with the hurried passengers around them.

Passengers always arrived at the platform one step ahead of the train, and the train also entered the station with a "clatter-clatter" sound.

A "hiss~" let everyone on the platform know that the starting gun for the next leg of the journey had been fired. People in the queue squeezed forward hard, as if they wouldn't have a seat otherwise.

The conductor stood by the door shouting for order, and had to help passengers with a lot of luggage lift them.

Those with cadre status went directly to the sleeper carriage under the conductor's signal.

The train driver and a few colleagues jumped off the train; this leg of their work was finished, and they would change shifts to take the next train back in a while.

And the train driver and a few partners who were taking over the shift went on the train while laughing and talking.

A busy platform is like this; everyone has their own work and responsibilities, and everyone has their own direction and destination.

A time node brings them together here, but they take different carriages and rush to different distant places.

Actually, trains at this time all had seats; the crowding was just people's anticipation and planning for the unknown situation in the carriage.

Just like the Chinese people love to save—including grain, money, and even children—this is the bloody experience summarized by the diligent and simple Chinese people in the face of various disasters and hardships over thousands of years.

Regardless of quality, this is a nature of thought, and also a habit carved into the bones.

If one day the phenomenon of queuing appears, that is the establishment of order and the improvement of cultural quality, allowing people to have the confidence and bearing to deal with fear in the face of the unknown.

After a burst of panic, there were fewer people on the platform. Apart from the staff, only a few relatives seeing them off remained.

Between the pillars, most of the long benches were empty; only the young man and the person in charge were still in a stalemate.

If time were eternal at this moment, they wouldn't be able to spark any romance.

The signalman was already waving flags. After a short stop, the train sounded its whistle, representing the beginning of the next leg of the journey.

The train started very slowly, but also more steadily. The relatives followed the carriage, slowly turning into a light jog.

At this time, the journey was long, letters were slow, and meeting each other might be a difficult thing.

So they all cherished it very much.

Jogging to see them off might be their stubbornness for the last attachment to their relatives.

And after they couldn't keep up with the train's speed after jogging, these people usually wouldn't choose to run fast anymore.

There is no banquet in the world that doesn't end; everyone knows the truth that even if you see someone off for a thousand miles, you must part eventually, so they keep this longing in their hearts, waiting to bloom with a happier smile next time they meet.

Suddenly, a figure suddenly rushed out from the platform, which was very abrupt compared to those who were slowing down.

"Stop!"

"Don't run!"

"Call someone quickly!"

Guan Haishan couldn't hear the shouting behind him, and even if he did, he wouldn't care. Now, there was only the sound of the wind in his ears, the sound of the wind rushing past.

When he was in a stalemate with the person in charge, when the train was slowly accelerating and about to pass before his eyes, he moved.

Moving like a rabbit, moving like a wild dog off the leash—it was so mischievous, so proud.

"Bang!"

The train wouldn't stop because of anyone's shouting, nor would it stop because someone hung onto the rear railing and climbed onto the train, nor would it stop because a group of people were chasing and cursing.

"Ha~ ha~ hahaha."

Guan Haishan pulled hard with his arms, flipped his body onto the rear platform of the luggage carriage. This was the place for loading and unloading luggage.

And he was standing on the platform now, panting heavily, his mouth wide open, waving to the various people chasing behind him who couldn't catch up.

This greeting and the smile on his face carried a thick mockery, making the person in charge chasing behind him furious, but he was sure he couldn't catch up to the train.

What made him even angrier was that the rear door of the luggage carriage opened, and a familiar figure walked out, said something to Guan Haishan, and then the two entered the luggage carriage together.

"Hoo~ It's~ it's the target! It's Guandong! Go call someone quickly!"

The train moved forward rapidly against the cool spring breeze as the sun rose. The dead trees by the roadside revealed new buds under the blowing of the spring breeze.

And the father and son, who had also gained a new life, hugged each other with difficulty, revealing a victorious smile after escaping death.

"Dad."

"Yeah."

Guandong, who had been discovered by the person in charge, was smiling at his son: "Scared?"

"No."

Guan Haishan shook his head. Although his legs were still trembling, he was still smiling, as if he had completed a great adventure.

"Heh heh."

Guandong patted his son's shoulder, handed him a water bottle, and said: "Catch your breath, drink a little slowly."

Guan Haishan took a small sip of water, smiled at his father again, and said: "Sat at the station all night, almost couldn't run."

"Hard work."

Guandong touched his son's arm, nodded, and said: "Let's go, take you to rest for a while."

"Dad."

Seeing his father about to take him to the front, Guan Haishan asked hesitantly: "Won't there be danger? They know we're on the train, will they be at the next station..."

"Still early."

Guandong smiled and said: "It's still more than two hours to the next station, you still have time to rest."

"Won't something happen?"

The adventure just now still made Guan Haishan have lingering fears, and now he appeared cautious and careful.

Guandong also knew that a child was ultimately a child; even if he was older, he was still a bit timid.

"It's fine, I've arranged everything."

As he spoke, he led his son through the luggage carriage, locked the door with a key, walked all the way forward, passed through several lively carriages, passed the dining car, and found an empty seat to sit down.

This train wasn't full at all; the seats around this carriage were all empty, which made Guan Haishan relax quite a bit.

"You rest for a while. We'll get off before the next station, then take a car back, and then take a car to Fengcheng."

Guandong said to his son: "Did you buy the tickets I told you to buy?"

"Bought them."

Guan Haishan had a pile of train tickets in his pocket; he had bought all the ones passing by here.

"Good."

Guandong smiled, sizing up his son, with an indescribable meaning on his face.

And Guan Haishan was holding the water bottle, asking nervously: "If we go back, will there be danger?"

"Remember what I told you?"

Guandong glanced at the surroundings before continuing: "Soldiers take dangerous paths, combining reality and illusion. What he can think of, you must think of first, and you must think of more than he does."

Guan Haishan nodded, then lowered his head, thinking about his father's words.

If letting himself attract the target was to help his father escape, then his climbing onto the train was to help his father give those people the impression that he was running far away.

Since the father and son had reunited, how could they still go back to Steel City?

And his father did the opposite, returning to Steel City, letting those people search the train station for people, which was a feint.

By the time they discovered this, it would be too late for them to find him and his father, who would have already taken a car to Fengcheng.

Once they got there, finding them would be as difficult as it could be.

Guan Haishan found his own role in his father's words. To put it bluntly, it was still being used, but he didn't dare to ask, nor did he dare to say.

Guandong saw his son's silence, took out a cigarette, lit it, and asked his son: "Did anything happen at the station?"

"No."

Guan Haishan shook his head and said: "Those people are truly idiots, monitoring me like a fool. With those deployments, even a blind person could see them."

"Heh heh, not necessarily."

Guandong shook his head slightly and said: "They wanted to lock me in Steel City, not wanting me to get on the train, fearing that accidents would implicate them."

After saying this, he shook the cigarette in his hand, glanced at the few crew members passing by, and then winked at his son across from him.

Guan Haishan didn't see the crew members coming from behind, but seeing his father wink, he also quieted down.

The crew members didn't bother with them either; perhaps they were changing shifts to clean up, and they passed by while talking in low voices.

Guan Haishan watched those crew members wearing white cotton masks pass by, then opened his mouth to his father: "Are there no contact tools on the train?"

"Mostly no, at least not on this train."

Guandong nodded, knowing his son was careful, pursed his lips, and said: "After we get off the train in a while, the people at the station will withdraw. You don't have to worry."

Guan Haishan nodded, then hesitated and asked: "Dad, that... at home..."

Looking at his hesitant appearance, Guandong raised his eyebrows and asked: "What's wrong at home?"

Guan Haishan moved the corners of his mouth and said: "I... I think Mom might have been caught by them."

"Oh, I guessed it."

Guandong took a drag of his cigarette, nodded, and said: "With their ability, it's not strange that they found you and your mother."

"Then... do you blame Mom?"

Guan Haishan was still cautiously testing his father's attitude. From the situation of him being monitored, he knew his mother must have been caught, and from the situation mentioned by that person just now, it looked like his mother had also confessed some things.

"No, I don't blame her."

Guandong squinted and shook his head, saying to his son: "I don't blame anyone; it's all my fault for letting you suffer so many difficulties."

After saying this, he smiled slightly and asked: "Did you call her Mom?"

Guan Haishan was a bit embarrassed, lowered his head, and said in a small voice: "It was my fault before..."

"Very good, seeing you think this way."

Guandong nodded, flicked the ash, and comforted his son: "Your mom doesn't know anything, they won't do anything to her. After we get out, I'll arrange for someone to pick her up, and then you can be reunited."

"Then..."

Hearing his father's comfort, especially for his mother, Guan Haishan raised his head again and wanted to ask about that woman.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying: a son doesn't dislike his mother for being ugly, and a dog doesn't dislike its home for being poor.

Li Xuewu had seen the information on Guandong's family, so he thought she was very ordinary when he first saw Tuo Ruifen.

But it was just ordinary. Guan Haishan naturally favored his own mother.

And his cold war toward his mother all stemmed from his father's sudden appearance and his mother's deception.

At that time, he thought his mother didn't want him anymore and had sent him to someone else, which was why he was angry.

So many years had passed, and he relied more on his mother, but as a young lad, he was just too embarrassed to admit his mistake.

If his father could take his mother abroad, the family would be reunited again.

But that woman was his father's wife—this undeniable fact was in front of him.

Guan Haishan thought of the news revealed to him by the rookie who had just started working at the train station, and didn't know if he should say it.

He also wanted to test his father's attitude before choosing whether to say it or not.

Guandong naturally understood his son's intention, took a drag of his cigarette, and explained: "She is reluctant to let go of too much; she won't let go of anything, won't put anything down, just like a land duck falling into the water, but clutching a large lump of gold."

As he spoke, he described it to his son, then asked: "You say, if we take her, what will happen?"

Guan Haishan hesitated, nodded, and said: "We will be implicated and sink to the bottom of the water together."

Guandong nodded. He was a cultured person, and his philosophy on educating children was different from Tuo Ruifen's.

The child's mother only thought about the child being good, using that kind of completely enveloping love to take care of her son.

But he wasn't; he chose to use a story or personal experience to teach his son, letting him figure it out himself.

Guan Haishan, who had figured it out, raised his head again, hesitated toward his father, and said: "I... I heard some news."

"Is it about her?"

Guandong could guess his son's thoughts; this child, although mature for his age, was ultimately his own child.

"Tell me, how is she?"

"You..."

Guan Haishan bit his lip, like a child who had made a mistake, and asked in a faint voice: "Did you arrange for her to wait at the pier with the driver?"

Guandong looked at his son's face for a good while before nodding: "I did arrange it, and we were also going to transfer to a boat to go out to sea after arriving in Fengcheng. But who did you hear all this from?"

"A rookie."

Guan Haishan explained casually; this wasn't the point of what he wanted to express.

"He said they went to the embankment and saw... saw..."

Guandong frowned, looked at his son, and asked: "Saw what?"

"Saw..."

Guan Haishan lowered his head, his voice very low, but Guandong could still hear it.

"Saw her and that driver... and the driver..."

"Click."

Guandong didn't need his son to say any more; he could already guess what had happened. 【554-2

Now it was Li Xuewu's turn to be stunned, staring at the young man to see if he was joking with him.

Is your brain okay? Did you freeze yourself stupid standing here all night?

The young man gestured to the ID in his hand at Li Xuewu and said: "Twenty years old, Steel Mill, and actually a Deputy Director? Do you think your family runs the place? I think only the photo is real."

After saying this, he threw the ID directly to Li Xuewu, and advised him with a disdainful tone but a serious expression: "If you want to make a fake ID, you have to write the age older, or write the position lower. Who would believe this? It's fake at a glance; are you fooling the Japanese?"

"Ah?... Is that so? Let me see."

Li Xuewu instantly turned into a shocked expression, looking at the ID in his hand, and said: "Damn, I didn't pay attention at the time. How come I didn't think of what you said?"

While saying this, he pulled another ID out of his pocket.

"They gave me whatever, so I just shoved it in my pocket without looking."

The young man had an expression of "I knew it." Without waiting for Li Xuewu to react, he snatched the new ID Li Xuewu had pulled out.

"Look! How irresponsible! Tsk tsk tsk~"

The young man said speechlessly: "I guess these two came from the same smart aleck. Look, the same problem, and they even put you in the Public Security Bureau. Grass!"

While saying this, he flipped through the ID in his hand, muttering: "Your line of work is also too shitty, completely irresponsible for your personal safety."

After saying this, he held up the ID and compared it with Li Xuewu's blank face, pursed his lips and nodded: "Yeah, the photos are the same. It must be a fake made by one person, fake at a glance!"

"Damn, it really is!"

Li Xuewu took the ID and looked at it, cursing: "I don't even know how they got this photo; they just write whatever."

After cursing, Li Xuewu raised his head again and asked the young man: "Then do you believe I'm only twenty years old?"

The young man sized Li Xuewu up and nodded: "About the same, just that you look a bit ugly."

Li Xuewu's back teeth were about to be bitten off. He blinked and said: "No way, I was running too fast, tripped over my own feet, and hit my face on the ground. It's ruined."

"It's okay."

The young man nodded understandingly, but turned his face away, as if Li Xuewu's face was unbearable to look at.

At this moment, he took another drag of his cigarette and comforted Li Xuewu: "People in your line of work don't need any magnificent appearance; it's actually better this way."

Li Xuewu fell silent after hearing this. He really couldn't help wanting to beat this brat up, and then tie him to the railway tracks.

This mouth was even more poisonous than Ji Wang Weidong's!

Seeing Li Xuewu lower his head and stay silent again, the young man smiled and asked in a low voice: "Just started working?"

"How did you know?"

Li Xuewu raised his head in surprise and looked at the young man, full of vigilance, as if all his secrets had been seen through.

The young man smiled, blew a puff of smoke, and said proudly: "I've seen plenty of people like you. You're not very mature, coming to work while still holding a milk bottle."

After mocking Li Xuewu, he pointed behind him and asked: "Did they send you? Pretending to be a passenger to get close to me?"

Without waiting for Li Xuewu to answer, he looked up and laughed: "I guessed it. Your leader only has these three tricks; once he's done with them, he has no more ability."

Li Xuewu remained silent, looking very confused and failed.

This made the young man lower his guard against him. He laughed, smoked for a while, flicked the cigarette butt away, poked Li Xuewu, and waved his hand to signal for another one.

Li Xuewu, looking like he had been exposed and was decadent, obediently gave him a cigarette.

The young man learned from adults and was very cultivated, not continuing to mock Li Xuewu.

Social people generally don't hit again after knocking their opponent down.

Just like how he learned to smoke like an adult, exhaling smoke from his nostrils.

This was Ji Wang Weidong's most habitual action. Li Xuewu found this young man's arrogant look more and more annoying, just as annoying as Ji Wang Weidong sitting beside him.

"It's okay. You've spent the night here with me, so it doesn't matter if you stay a little longer."

The young man sprayed smoke, looked at the sky that was already brightening, and said in a very flat voice: "As long as the time comes, we'll each go back to our own homes and find our own mothers."

Li Xuewu tilted his mouth and said: "Isn't he your biological father? Training you in this kind of counter-reconnaissance ability just to make you a target?"

"Heh heh."

The young man smiled very indifferently, flicked the ash, as if flicking away his own troubles.

"He says he's my biological father, but actually I'm not even sure about my relationship with him."

Li Xuewu expressed his surprise at the right time and asked in a young man's tone: "How is that possible? The driver at the food factory even said you were his son."

The young man pursed his lips and asked: "Just because he says so, it's true?"

After asking this rhetorically, he looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "Would you keep your son outside? Finding a woman who isn't like a real mother and isn't like a nanny to take care of him?" ===== CHAPTER 555 =====