"What's wrong?"
Just now I saw a dark shadow rush into Chen Ce's villa. It was obviously an expert. He went in and came out again after a while. I don't know what he did.
Baru narrowed his dark eyes and said, "Send a drone over to take a look."
After saying that, he parked the car on the side of the road.
Less than ten minutes later, Fu Chai called.
"Brother Lu, Shen Ce is dead. Next to him died a woman and a dog. Damn, they were even more ruthless than you. They even killed the dog."
"Bullshit, I won't even take a breath when I hit you." Baru opened the car window and thought for a moment.
"This kid got away with it, dying just like that. Okay, let's go back."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and turned back to the hospital.
At the hospital entrance, it was already midnight, and an old lady was still sitting there selling flowers. The flowers were in full bloom, but they were not packaged. They were just placed bare in a small cart, without any decorative colored paper or colorful lights, which made them difficult to catch the eyes of young people.
Baru walked over and asked in a stern tone, "How much are these flowers?"
"Three for ten yuan, want some?" The old lady's face was expressionless, as if she had long been numb to this kind of conversation.
The young man picked up one of the pink bubble roses, looked at it, and put it in casually.
"Wrap them all up for me." He reached into his pocket to take out his cell phone.
"Do you want them all?" The old lady asked again, unsure.
"Yeah." The man was a little impatient.
The old lady wrapped up all the remaining flowers. It was a huge bunch, and she had a hard time holding it. "480 yuan, just scan 450."
Balu, a cigarette dangling from his lips and one eye half-closed, reached out and took the QR code she handed over. On it was a portrait of a young man. He paused and said, "Wait."
After that, he went to the store across the street and bought a pack of cigarettes. He then changed the money into five 100-yuan notes and handed them to the old lady.
"You're so old and still don't think about yourself. You deserve to be cold in the middle of the night. Take the money. No need to change. Go back."
After he said that, he picked up the bag of flowers and walked into the hospital in a rough mood.
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