Carve a flower on the carpenter's heart

The place Yu Hang went to was still that Internet cafe, but his thoughts recently were not on the live broadcast.

Opening the door hidden in the wall painting, he slipped directly through the Internet cafe and went up to the third floor.

"Come here?"

Yu Hang kicked away the empty bottle at his feet, and walked to the edge of a pile of broken wood with ease, the sound came from behind the pile of wood.

"Why are you hiding behind?" Yu Hang walked around and squatted down with him.

"If you don't hide here, you can hide here. If you are lazy here, the boss won't find out." Yao Chao said.

Yao Chao is the network manager of the Internet cafe. Yu Hang knew him purely because they had the same hobbies.

They all like money.

"Are you stupid to think your boss?" Yu Hang took out two hundred cash from his trouser pocket and stuffed it to him, jokingly said, "No one is on the job, so I don't know you are lazy."

Yao Chao folded up the money and stuffed it into the phone case, and then clicked on the Doudizhu page, "If you catch me, you'll only deduct [-], then I can still earn [-] here, not a loss."

"It's money." Yu Hang took out another cigarette case and gave him another one.

"To each other, you fight so hard for money." Yao Chao took the cigarette and put it behind his ear, "Enter the door and turn left to the second box. It was opened for you half an hour ago."

Yu Hang picked at the cigarette case and nodded: "Thank you."

"I don't want to thank you for free." Yao Chao said disapprovingly, "But you still said that our boss is stupid, I think you are stupid. You have met him three times in a row. Can he see it? You have a problem."

Yu Hang paused, stood up with his knees propped up, "I'm sensible, he won't doubt it."

Yao Chao looked at his figure about to go out, was silent for a while, and then said: "That kind of person is very smart, no matter what you want to do, in short, be careful."

Yu Hang stopped and asked amusedly, "Is there a fee for this sentence?"

"No!" Yao Chao was a little annoyed, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Yu Hang listened for a while, probably he shouldn't say such things too much.

The Internet cafe was still full of people as usual, Yu Hang lowered his head and walked directly into the box that Yao Chao mentioned.

But as soon as the door was opened, the smoke that filled the room seemed to have found an exit, scrambling to squeeze out the door.

Even though Yu Hang knew how to smoke, he still choked on it.

He frowned and pressed the exhaust fan by the door, then withdrew his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. When he saw the person sitting in front of a computer clearly, he pretended to be surprised and said, "Brother, what a coincidence?"

The man leaned his head on the back of the chair and looked at him lazily, as if he recognized him, but also as if he didn't recognize him.

After Yu Hang said a word, he didn't speak again, walked to the machine behind him and turned on the computer, pulled out the sofa chair and sat down, picked up the rare earphones on the table and put them on.

There are only two machines facing each other in this box, and people sitting on the chairs are back to back.

When Yu Hang adjusted the camera, he turned his head and asked, "Brother, I want to broadcast live here, do you mind?"

After his words fell, the box fell silent.

Yu Hang pressed his hand on the mouse, and his fingertips turned white. Just when he was about to ask again, there was a dull answering sound from the person behind his back.

Yu Hang swallowed, took the phone on the table and hid it under the table to send a message.

After opening the live broadcast room, he raised his hand and adjusted the position of the camera. While staring at the movement of the person behind him on the computer screen, he carefully turned off the light on the camera to ensure that the person's back could be seen on the screen. Finally, he withdrew his sweaty hands.

After hiding the live broadcast room, he cleared his throat and said, "The camera will not be turned on today, and the game will be broadcast as usual."

Because the barrage is turned off, he can't see what everyone posted, so he can only copy or imitate what he said in the previous live broadcast.

"Play solo queue for a while, we'll see if we bring people along or not."

"School starts tomorrow, and today I can broadcast it longer, but I'm not sure."

"We're going to play the desert map today, hurry up and go to the boxing gym." If he could ignore the people sitting behind him, Yu Hang might relax a bit, but unfortunately his sense of presence is too strong, "There are too many people, There is a possibility that it will land in a box, but if it survives by chance, it will be no problem to be in the top ten."

Yu Hang licked his dry lips, and his hands were a little sweaty when pressing the keyboard, but he still turned the air conditioner in the box to the heating mode and turned it on to 27 degrees.

"No.3, it's not bad." Yu Hang opened the music software, randomly selected a song from the charts, "Listen to the song first and relax, and play with someone later."

He leaned back on the chair with tensed shoulders. Although he knew that he was still about half a meter away from the person behind him, he still felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

Taking off the earphones, Yu Hang opened the lyrics interface, took a sip of water, and hummed the melody softly.

After a song ended, Yu Hang was about to pick up his phone and ask Tang Huan to help him get a fan to join the game, when he heard the sound of pressing a lighter behind him.

Maybe it didn't ignite the first time, and neither did the second time. It wasn't until the fifth time that the man threw the lighter on the table impatiently.

There was a crisp crashing sound.

Then there was the sound of a sliding sofa chair.

Yu Hang gritted his teeth and felt the muscles on the inside of his thighs tense.

He looked at the lyrics of the next song that was automatically switched on the screen, and hummed mechanically in his mouth, but his ears kept listening to the movement of the people behind him until his footsteps stopped beside him.

"Little brother, do you have a lighter?" The man's voice was terribly hoarse.

"Yes." Yu Hang tried to act as natural as possible, took the lighter and handed it to him.

"Thank you." The man tilted his head to light the cigarette, and put the lighter on the computer desk, "Your hands are quite cold."

Yu Hang twitched his eyelashes, turned off the music software on the desktop, looked at the game interface and laughed: "I'm afraid of the cold, it's probably raining outside."

The man looked at his computer screen for a while, glanced at the camera clipped on the computer from time to time, walked back after smoking a cigarette, and continued to watch the TV series paused on the computer.

After a while, he didn't know if it was hot or what, he raised his hand and took off the T-shirt he was wearing. In the end, it might be too hot and he couldn't take it anymore, so he rubbed his forehead, turned off the computer and went out.

Yu Hang glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, it was almost five o'clock.

He didn't care that he was still in the game, and fell into the sofa chair as if he had lost his strength.

There should be nothing else going on with him.

Ten minutes later, Yao Chao sent him a text message.

- people are gone.

Yu Hang breathed a sigh of relief, and clicked on the live broadcast room hidden below. Today is still a holiday, and there are many bullet screens.

-Why can only one third of Brother Yu's profile be seen?

- One-third of it is enough. We have been watching the back of an uncle for the first few hours, and he took off his clothes carelessly.

- To be honest, the uncle actually looks good, but it's a pity that he has to take off his clothes casually.

- Do you all think it looks good?Why do I feel a little scary...

Only then did Yu Hang remember to snap the camera back.

He glanced at the cigarette case on the table, rubbed it with his fingertips for a while, but still held back and didn't take it. Now that he was live broadcasting, he didn't want to leave the impression of a smoking-addicted teenager, and it seemed that he would be banned for smoking during the live broadcast.

After sitting for a few more minutes, Yu Hang turned off the computer and stood up, but suddenly felt dizzy the moment he got up.

He propped his hands on the table and shook his head, only thinking about the person behind him, forgetting that he was well dressed.

It's probably hot.

Yao Chao may have been a little worried when he saw that he hadn't replied to the message and didn't leave the box door, so he opened the door and rushed in.

But as soon as he entered, he was almost persuaded by the smell of smoke and heat in the box.

"No way, you're turning on the heating this day?" Yao Chao walked over with a wrinkled face, picked up the remote control and turned off the air conditioner.

"My mind is a little unclear." Yu Hang smiled and drank his saliva, suppressing the heat in his chest.

"I think so." Yao Chao took out a handkerchief and began to clean up the cigarette ash and leftover garbage on the computer table, "That person is gone, why don't you go?"

"Let's go." Yu Hang propped himself up, "I just slowed down for a while, let's go now."

After going downstairs, Yu Hang raised his hand and pressed his forehead which was a little swollen and sore. The heat and the cold were really good at relieving a cold.

A familiar Jetta was parked directly opposite the entrance of the Internet cafe, Yu Hang raised his eyebrows, walked over and opened the co-pilot's door and got in.

"Are you really not afraid of being recognized by others?"

Shi Cheng was not surprised why he recognized this car. After all, it has been parked in a conspicuous place of the police station, and anyone who is a little careful can see it, "No, this car is only available this year."

Yu Hang took the hot coffee he handed over, and turned his head to look at the back seat.

Zhou Xiang, who was supposed to have a wedding with Grandpa Sun, was sitting upright in the back row with a serious face.

Yu Hang smiled and turned around, took a sip of coffee and sighed comfortably: "How is it? Did you see it clearly?"

Shi Cheng opened the laptop on his lap, and some of the videos and photos in it belonged to Yu Hang’s live broadcast room.

The time is this afternoon.

Yu Hang looked at his enlarged picture, he didn't turn on the light on the camera, so the picture was not very clear, but even so, he could still see the tattoo on the man's shoulder.

"It's him." Zhou Xiang suddenly said from the back seat, "I can remember his appearance."

"Can you still remember after three years?" Shi Cheng asked.

"Yeah." Zhou Xiang nodded, "My memory won't be a problem, he is Han Wenxu's uncle."

Shi Cheng nodded thoughtfully, sorted out all the files on the computer and sent them to his colleagues in the police station. He must first know what this person's name is and what he does.

It was purely an accident that Yu Hang met this person.

The night before yesterday, Ye Qijun was at the Internet cafe with him, but he was suddenly called away by a phone call, and the seat was vacated.

But the empty time was not long, and soon, the door of the box was pushed open again.

Yu Hang took the time to glance at the person who opened the door, but just this one glance made him break out in a cold sweat.

He didn't know the person who walked in, but he was familiar with that face.

There is about a five-point resemblance to Han Wenxu. The so-called nephew looks like an uncle. It turns out that it is really not a joke.

After he entered the box and turned on the computer, he didn't play anything, just like today, he opened the webpage to watch TV dramas.

After returning to the hospital, he immediately told Captain Shi about it, but he thought it was one thing, and it was really another thing.

In order not to startle the snake, he approached Yao Chao and asked him to pay attention to that person on the condition of 200 yuan each time. Yesterday was the second time, but it was all at night, only today was noon.

Then there is the scene where he goes to the Internet cafe.

Finding his uncle was an accident, but after today he really didn't want any more accidents.

He wanted to know how far the case had progressed, but according to Shi Cheng's words, it must not be leaked.

Yu Hang snorted disdainfully, took Zhou Xiang out of the car on the side near the sidewalk, and returned to the hospital under Shi Cheng's gaze.

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