After pretending to be good and being spotted by the boss

Zhao An also knew that this news was hard to accept, so he made a lot of mental preparations when he called Qin Yuzhi.

After all, I have been looking for it for more than 20 years. No matter what I am looking for, the sunk cost of time is in it. When I finally get the news that the bamboo basket is empty, no one will feel good.

Zhao An tentatively said to the other end of Quiet's phone: "Boss Qin?"

Qin Yuzhi raised his eyes: "I'll go there now."

Zhao An said ah, looked at the dark sky outside the window, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Qin, the road on the mountain is quite far away. It's getting so dark now. I'll send someone to transport the wolf there for you tomorrow." , why don't you go now?"

Qin Yuzhi picked up his coat, said "10 minutes" and hung up the phone.

Zhao An's heart sank.

Ten minutes later, Zhao An steadily parked the car downstairs of Qin Yu's house.

Qin Yuzhi's condition didn't look good, his face was pale, he kept coughing, and his eyes revealed tiredness that couldn't be concealed.

Zhao An looked at Mr. Qin worriedly: "Mr. Qin, it's so late, why don't you go."

Qin Yuzhi raised his eyes to look at him.

Zhao An sighed, and resigned himself to starting the car.

The top of the mountain is actually not far away, but it takes an hour or two to drive from the urban area to the suburbs.

The windows of the car were closed tightly, and the heater was fully turned on in the car, but Qin Yuzhi still felt the chill.

He was mentally prepared that he would never find any news for a lifetime, but he was only mentally prepared to think that the day he found the wolf, the wolf would already be dead.

Expectation and hope are like a leaky balloon. After 20 years of slow consumption, it has already been worn out, and there is not much air left in the balloon. What little gas was left was gone, and there was no chance of having any more.

The car stopped slowly, and Qin Yu got out of the car.

Because of being specially instructed, this wolf enjoyed the highest level of treatment, was put on a stretcher, and was covered with a layer of white cloth in a decent manner.

But it still couldn't cover up the bloody smell emanating from the wolf.

Zhao An explained from the side: "He was hit by a poisonous gunshot. There was almost no damage in appearance, but there was a small wound on the chest, and he bled to death."

Qin Yuzhi approached slowly and lifted the white cloth.

There is a light gray stripe in the middle of the wolf's eyebrows, which coincides with the one in Qin Yuzhi's memory, from length to width to sparseness.

Trembling with his fingertips, he stretched out to the back legs of the wolf, and slowly turned the already dead and frozen wolf legs.

The pink scar also coincided perfectly with the one in memory.

Qin Yu's hand hangs down weakly, his complexion becomes paler and paler, and then he coughs suddenly.

Zhao An hurriedly handed over the paper, and scarlet blood stains appeared on the paper.

Zhao An felt a chill in his heart.

The symptom of coughing up blood has not appeared for a long time, and the death of this wolf really hit Mr. Qin hard.

He hurriedly said, "Boss Qin, go back to the car and rest first."

Qin Yuzhi stood up slowly: "Where did you find the body?"

Zhao An replied, "It's near here."

Qin Yuzhi said, "Where did □□ come from?"

Zhao Andao: "The country now prohibits the killing of wild protected animals, but there are still a small number of lawbreakers who sell and hunt them. The profits are high and there is a lot of money. Many people are staring at this gray area. When our people arrived, there was only one crippled animal." Shadow, no one was caught."

Qin Yuzhi's tone was cold and hard, with a hint of chill: "Check."

Zhao An nodded and looked at the cold wolf on the ground.

This is the wolf that Mr. Qin has dreamed of for 20 years, and now he is lying quietly on the ground, exuding a cold bloody aura.

A wolf can't be resurrected after death, so he wanted to persuade Mr. Qin to be more open.

Qin Yuzhi squatted on the ground, hanging his outstretched fingers in mid-air, and retracted them intact after it had completely cooled down.

The heart is as cold as the fingertips, as if a big hole has been poked, the cool wind pours in, and every fine blood vessel and flesh and blood gap is soaked in coolness.

The wolf was lying on its side, its feet were still in the forward position and did not retract, its sharp claws were exposed in the air, its eyes were not fully closed, and it seemed to be unbelievable to stare forward.

The person next to him handed over a blood-stained transparent plastic bag, which contained a bullet: "Boss Qin, this is a gas piston design, light in weight, low in noise, and high in precision. This bullet is very expensive. The material is a rare material."

Qin Yuzhi took the plastic bag and looked it up in his hands.

The outermost edge of the bullet is a silver white edge, and the whole bullet has a golden luster.

As someone with a shooting range at home, Qin Yuzhi's research on guns and ammunition is not shallow.

With the weight of this bullet, he can estimate the value of this bullet.

The cost is at least five thousand or more.

Qin Yuzhi's eyes darkened slightly, flashing an elusive and dangerous look.

After spending a lot of time and money, what came was definitely not good.

The wolf on the ground lay down on the ground, with its eyes wide open.

He stumbled upon the secret of talking animals when he was five years old, and it's certainly possible that others knew as well.

Qin Yuzhi lowered his eyes slowly.

Do these people just want to hunt wild animals, or use the name of hunting wild animals to spy on secrets?

Before leaving, Qin Yuzhi ordered the wolf to be buried on a nearby hill.

Coming to the mountains and going back to the mountains can be regarded as returning to the roots.

Zhao An looked at the wolf as the boss's Bai Yueguang, and nervously set up a monument for the wolf, writing "The Tomb of the Wolf."

It was almost dawn when I got home, Qin Yuzhi had never stayed up all night, and tonight, both mentally and physically

Unable to bear it, he swallowed the medicine and clothes and fell asleep, the bloody hole on the wolf's chest still lingering in his mind.

For the first time, he took sleeping pills and had nightmares all night long.

In the dream, there was a whole sea of ​​fireflies, grasslands and green forests, it was too beautiful, but when he woke up, he was sweating profusely and dripping wet.

When he woke up, there was an empty wall, and he sat on the huge bed in a daze.

"Bangdang-"

"bang bang bang bang-"

A strange sound came from downstairs, like the sound of glass being broken, and it sounded like a lot.

Qin Yuzhi's eyebrows jumped.

The sound of the glass was mixed with muffled sound, as if it came through the wooden boards.

Qin Yuzhi's heart skipped a beat.

Glass, wood, these two associations, the only thing that can be thought of is only one place.

Wine storage in the basement.

It is filled with red wine, champagne, and liquor from all over the country, and the value of each bottle is estimated to be no less than tens of thousands.

The price is easy to talk about, and a large part of them are produced in limited quantities by foreign wineries, and there are only one or two bottles in the country.

Qin Yuzhi doesn't drink, but under the influence of Qin's father, he has the habit of collecting famous wine.

Qin Yuzhi went downstairs with apprehensive heart and trembling hands.

The further you go down, the more frightened you become.

The dark red liquid flowed all over the ground, meandering to Qin Yuzhi's feet, eroding Qin Yuzhi's slippers.

As the saying goes, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

The aroma of red wine, white wine, and champagne are all mixed together, not to mention the alley, you can smell it even if you dig three feet.

The small red river flowed unscrupulously under Qin Yuzhi's feet, spreading cheerfully.

And the culprit was standing in the middle of the river, with his head raised, his tongue sticking out, looking at Qin Yuzhi proudly.

In fact, Que An didn't show pride on his face, he was also apprehensive in his heart.

As a beast that doesn't understand human tastes and hobbies, he doesn't understand the value of these wines adding up to buy several islands, but relying on his half-wolf, half-dog intuition, and Qin Yuzhi's paler face than usual, He can also guess a little.

But at the moment he is really powerless.

The smell of wine wafted into his nose, the whole dog wagged its tail involuntarily, ran around happily on the ground, stuck out its tongue, swayed to Qin Yuzhi's feet, rubbed its head stained with red wine against Qin Yuzhi's trouser legs, Rubbing and exhaling happily.

He is drunk.

The feeling of floating that he had never experienced before made him extremely happy, and he kept patting Qin Yuzhi's slippers with his red wine-stained paws.

Steward Liu stood beside him, not daring to vent his breath.

This, this, this, this.

These are priceless wines.

His heart ached to death, and he felt sorry for the young master.

Therefore, creatures like Erha can't be kept at all, the danger and uncertainty are too great. If the Erha he raises makes such a scene, he is already thinking about whether to stew dog meat soup or eat dog meat hot pot.