Chapter 58#
Chapter 58: The World of Scumbags (2)
It was late at night and all was quiet.
The clock ticked to three o’clock in the morning. The streetlights were still glowing faintly. A cat darted out of a small alley. Occasionally, a car would speed by on the street. In the internet cafe, several night owls stared at the screen with red eyes, playing games with high spirits or excitement—the city had not yet fallen into a complete slumber, but most people had indeed fallen asleep.
This majority rarely included He Hailou.
He was in a rather happy mood today, so after giving instructions on the “playful” project with Gu Chenzhou, he took a shower early and went to bed.
He slept a little restlessly. Sometimes he would frown unconsciously, sometimes he would wave his arm or turn over because he touched the props left on the bed, and sometimes he would curl up slightly because of the cold air at night. But he was still in a deep sleep until the mobile phone placed at the corner of the bed suddenly vibrated vigorously!
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
The vibration sounded along with the music. He Hailou immediately woke up from his dream. He frowned, raised his hand to cover his eyes first, and then raised his arm to touch the ringing phone, almost knocking the phone to the floor in the process.
The ringtone rang persistently.
He Hailou half-closed his eyes, finding the light on the phone screen dazzling. Without even looking, he answered directly and said, “Damn it, you’d better have something important—”
“Young Master He!” The voice on the other end of the phone was urgent and short, “Something happened, someone died at Tianxiang Mountain Villa!”
He Hailou opened his eyes instantly. In the darkness, the faint light from the phone screen clearly illuminated the astonishment on his face: “What did you say?”
Time rewound to half an hour ago.
2:30 AM.
Except for the second year to the beginning of the third year of studying abroad, Gu Chenzhou, who had always lived a regular life, rarely stayed up so late.
He was waiting for someone.
Satisfyingly, the person he was waiting for didn’t make him wait too long.
“Young Master Gu, everyone is here.” In the woods behind Tianxiang Mountain Villa, a group of people were standing, and a group of people were lying down.
The unique gloom of the forest cast a shadowy mist over the people staying here. A few steps away, their faces could not be seen clearly.
Gu Chenzhou stood relatively far away and relatively high. He stood on the wooden steps of Tianxiang Mountain Villa, looking calmly at the group of people on the ground. Then he nodded to the person standing in front of him.
The man who spoke immediately understood, and gave a wink to the person next to him. The other person whispered “Yes” to show that he understood, turned back into the forest, dragged a large sack from under a big tree a few steps away, dragged it all the way to the middle of the crowd, squatted down and untied the rope at the mouth of the sack, greeted the person standing next to him, and a person responsible for holding a flashlight stepped out, bit the flashlight in his mouth, squatted down with the person who pulled the sack out, each holding a corner of the sack, and shook out the contents inside.
It was a combination of a three-dimensional rectangle and a three-dimensional circle. Four cylinders were attached to the four sides of the rectangular prism. Now they were lying on the ground in a seemingly orderly yet messy posture—obviously, this was a corpse, and it was a bit stiff.
The appearance of the corpse caused some commotion among the people lying on the ground, but they were immediately kicked back fiercely by the people standing around them.
The leading man grabbed the clothes of one of them and tried to stuff a blood-stained iron rod into his hand.
The man who was lifted up struggled violently, and kicked diagonally towards the leader’s leg bend.
In the darkness, the leader seemed to curl his lips contemptuously, raised his hand and smashed the rod on the man’s head.
The man staggered, and the leader grabbed the iron rod and swung his arm down hard. After a few hits, the beaten man was completely paralyzed on the ground and couldn’t move.
The leading man then bent down, pried open the other’s tightly clenched fingers one by one, put the rod into the hand of the person on the ground, rubbed it on the other’s fingers several times, and regardless of whether the person on the ground held it or not, he stood up directly.
At this time, Gu Chenzhou, who had been silent, took out his phone and dialed a number. His voice seemed particularly sober in the quiet night: “Is this Director Chen? Something happened here, send some people over… Yes, it’s not a big deal, I’m fine,” he said lightly, “It’s just that there’s a homicide here.”
Fifteen minutes later, the police car sounded its siren and drove quickly and ostentatiously in a line through the city towards the suburbs.
Twenty minutes later, He Hailou’s mole in the police station shone and heated up, playing his most solid role. The moment he arrived at the scene, he passed the latest intelligence to He Hailou by phone.
Forty minutes later, He Hailou got out of bed, got dressed, went downstairs and raced his car. It only took him more than thirty minutes to reach the foot of Tianxiang Mountain.
At this time, the police cars were sounding their sirens and driving down from the mountain in a file.
He Hailou parked his car on the side of the road, watching the police cars one by one turning on their headlights to break the darkness, from far to near, from high to low.
He Hailou suddenly drove close to these police cars.
Perhaps recognizing He Hailou’s car, these police cars did not react. Instead, they slowed down and moved aside to make way.
Several cars brushed past each other.
He Hailou pressed down the window and looked across, just in time to meet the gaze of the prisoner sandwiched between two policemen in the back seat of the police car, who turned his head hard to look over.
He watched quietly and clearly saw the other’s bruised mouth and ashen face through the glass window.
It was at this moment that he suddenly remembered that half a year ago, on this road, in the shadow of this road, he saw Wei Xiangjin’s car accident and Gu Chenzhou shooting.
At that time, Gu Chenzhou had just returned to China.
That banquet was the first time he and Gu Chenzhou officially met.
Maybe the initial interest in this person came from that meeting, that peeping?
At four o’clock in the morning, not many vehicles were expected to pass on the highway.
He Hailou left the car in place for a while. When the police cars were far away and the sirens could no longer be heard, he started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove up to Tianxiang Mountain Villa.
As he expected, the lights were still on in Tianxiang Mountain Villa on the top of the mountain, and the owner of the villa had not yet rested.
He Hailou got out of the car and walked familiarly towards the lit hall.
The hall of this villa was used for banquets. When there was only one person sitting inside, it looked big and empty, and the person sitting inside should be small and insignificant—but Gu Chenzhou sitting here was not.
As soon as he walked into the hall, He Hailou’s gaze was attracted by Gu Chenzhou sitting on the wooden chair in the center of the hall.
He sat there, legs crossed, fingers interlaced and loosely held, with a calm and composed expression, like the owner of this chair, like the owner of this hall, like the owner of this villa, like the owner of this world.
He Hailou looked at the other party obsessively. Without him knowing it, the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes shone with bright light, and his whole face glowed with concentration.
“I really didn’t expect,” He Hailou walked easily to Gu Chenzhou, “you would be so—” he said, “generous.”
Gu Chenzhou did not stand up from the chair. He showed some smiles. These smiles were different from his usual ones. They seemed careless, and even more cold and contemptuous: “So Young Master He thinks that only you would do these things?”
“Young Master Gu did this tonight just to kill one of my men?” He Hailou asked.
Gu Chenzhou said: “Kill one of your men?” He shook his head and smiled, then stood up from the chair, leaned forward slightly, and leaned close to He Hailou’s ear.
He whispered: “Why wasn’t it you who came tonight, He Hailou?”
He Hailou’s breath suddenly stopped!
Not fear.
Not nervousness.
Not anger.
He Hailou was trembling slightly from his fingertips to his hair, like a person who fell into ice water in the middle of winter. Even if he was immediately covered with a quilt and a stove after being fished out, he couldn’t stop shivering slightly.
His gaze stared greedily and urgently at the face in front of him.
Under his gaze, the other party did not feel any discomfort. The person in front of him still smiled calmly, and his eyes were still cold and sharp.
Never like this, never like this…
He Hailou’s heart beat and chanted repeatedly in his chest, thinking crazily, clamoring crazily, and expecting crazily like his mind.
There has never been a moment, never a person, that made He Hailou want to pursue and possess so urgently.
He would pierce him fiercely, leave his mark on every inch of his skin, tear off all his upright, calm, contemptuous, and wise faces, make his voice hoarse, make his limbs weak, make his eyes shed tears—
Then he would tear him apart.
Break, cut, and tear him apart bit by bit from the inside…
“Young Master Gu,” He Hailou took a few breaths, but didn’t stop the trembling in his voice. He smiled at the other party. Probably at no other moment was his smile as genuine as it was now because it was full of expectation, “If you want to play…”
He looked forward to it like this:
“Then we must—have a good game!”