Chapter 176: Don't Sleep, A Miao
There is a fireworks show tonight. The police from their station were on duty nearby. They arrived without delay after receiving the report.
"It's me. I'm fine, but I can't rule out that possibility." Wen Miao naturally knew that Tang Jue was talking about the video. It seemed that someone had suspected that he had copied the video and had tracked it down to him.
"A Miao, were you scared just now? I'm too late!" When Wen Shuzhou came over and saw the police car at the door, his heart skipped a beat. He was afraid that something might have happened to the child, so he hurried forward to take a look at the child.
"Shuzhou, I'm fine." Wen Miao shook his head.
"Wen Miao, is this your brother?" Tang Jue glanced at Wen Shuzhou and asked.
"Yes, my brother." Wen Miao replied.
"Shuzhou, this is Officer Tang!" Wen Miao introduced briefly.
"A Miao, do you know each other?" Wen Shuzhou asked when he saw that the child and Tang Jue looked familiar with each other.
"Yes, Wen Miao has helped us several times." Tang Jue said a few words without going into details.
"A Miao, why didn't you mention it before?" Wen Shuzhou's eyes darkened and he asked worriedly.
"I didn't let him say it. We have some things to keep secret." Tang Jue continued.
"Then why are you talking about it now?"
Wen Shuzhou raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Jue. Although it was a flash, Tang Jue felt a sense of oppression. That was the look that only people who have been in a high position for a long time would have. This person named Shuzhou is not ordinary!
"Wen Miao may be in trouble. As his family member, you have the right to know about his affairs!" Tang Jue told the truth.
"Because I'm helping you?" Wen Shuzhou's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction. Someone who held the person in his hands had put him in danger.
"Well, I'm not sure yet. I need to go back and check!" Although Tang Jue said this, his intuition had already made him believe that there was almost certainly something wrong within their police station.
"Then please hurry up!" Wen Shuzhou's voice unconsciously became a little colder.
"Yes, Wen Miao, please pay attention to safety these days!" Tang Jue said with a deep look.
"A Miao, let's go back!" Wen Shuzhou pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and put his hand on the child's shoulder.
"Okay, goodbye, Officer Tang." Wen Miao nodded to Tang Jue and said goodbye.
"Okay, Wen Miao, don't go out recently, or go out as little as possible." Tang Jue reminded again.
"Okay." Wen Miao half lowered his eyes and said thoughtfully.
…
"A Miao, why don't you tell me what happened?" After returning home, Wen Shuzhou held the child and sat on the sofa.
"This is what happened. More than two months ago, I received an order..." Wen Miao told Wen Shuzhou the whole story in detail.
"It's such a big thing, A Miao, you should have told me!" Wen Shuzhou hugged the child tightly and said fearfully.
"It's okay, Shuzhou. I will tell you if I have any problems in the future." Wen Miao put her arms around Wen Shuzhou's neck and pecked him at the corner of his mouth.
"...Not enough." Wen Shuzhou smiled meaningfully, holding the back of the child's head and deepening the kiss.
In the next few days, Wen Shuzhou kept Uncle Wang with Wen Miao.
"Uncle Wang, actually, as long as I don't go out, it's fine. You can go and do your own thing!" Wen Miao felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Uncle Wang was bored.
"It's okay. I have nothing to do at the young master's place." Uncle Wang said while flipping through a magazine.
"Woof woof..." Wangwang was lying at Uncle Wang's feet, hugging Huihui, and rubbing his trouser leg with his head tilted.
…
Seven or eight days had passed, and nothing had happened to Wen Miao, and he had another order to do. After being held back for too long, Uncle Wang communicated with his eldest son and decided to follow Wen Miao.
After finishing the order, Wen Miao and Uncle Wang went to a big supermarket. Is it a crowded place? Those people must be concerned. And when they turned the corner, they ran into Pei Zhuang. Behind him was a 1.9-meter-tall man who looked like a bodyguard.
"It's you? You've been followed too?" Wen Miao approached Pei Zhuang and asked in a low voice.
"Well, so you are the same?" Pei Zhuang also lowered his voice.
"Yeah." Wen Miaoqing replied.
"After shopping in the supermarket, do you want to go to my billiard room to play?" Putting himself in Wen Miao's shoes, Pei Zhuang also wanted to let Wen Miao relax.
"Don't worry, my own industry is absolutely safe."
"...If you want to play, go ahead. I'm here!" Uncle Wang saw Wen Miao's expression of wanting to go but refusing, and guessed roughly what he wanted to do, so he spoke for him.
"good."
…
The afterglow of the setting sun lazily sprinkled on the French windows of the billiard hall, coating everything in the room with a layer of warm golden light. The air was filled with the faint smell of tobacco and the subtle aroma of the club rubbing against the leather, mixing into a unique atmosphere that only belongs to this place.
In the billiard hall, several groups of friends stood around four or five large billiard tables. Laughter, cheers and occasional sighs intertwined together, forming a youthful picture.
"Wen Miao, let's go to the private room." Pei Zhuang called Wen Miao and Uncle Wang.
"good."
…Inside the box, Pei Zhuang stood by the table, holding his iconic blue cue in his hand, his eyes focused and determined. He gently adjusted his posture, as if he was performing an inner ritual, and then, with a flick of his wrist, the cue shot out like an arrow from a bow, hitting the white cue ball with precision. It was obvious that he was a veteran. The cue ball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and cleverly hit the target ball, making a crisp and pleasant "click" sound, and the target ball fell into the pocket, attracting several cheers.
"Good shot!" Wen Miao patted Li Ming's shoulder excitedly, his face filled with sincere admiration.
He himself is a novice in billiards, and he always envies Pei Zhuang every time he sees his precise shots.
"Uncle Wang, play two shots!" Pei Zhuang urged Uncle Wang.
"Okay, let's play two shots!" Uncle Wang picked up the club. His posture was very professional, but he also had an unruly style.
"Uncle Wang is awesome!" Pei Zhuang applauded.
"Indeed!" Wen Miao also responded.
Billiards continued in a relaxed and happy atmosphere. Everyone took turns to play, sometimes excited by a brilliant shot, sometimes smiling at each other because of a mistake. The mutual encouragement and teasing made the game more fun. Occasionally, Pei Zhuang would deliberately make exaggerated movements or funny expressions, causing Wen Miao and the others to burst into laughter. The whole box was filled with this happy atmosphere.
As night falls, the neon lights outside the window begin to flicker, and the lights inside the room become softer, making everyone immersed in it and reluctant to leave.
"Shuzhou is going back, let's go back too!" Wen Miao looked at the time on his mobile phone, it was already past six o'clock.
"Okay, I'll go drive." Uncle Wang said as he went out first.
"Um."
"Be careful!" Pei Zhuang originally wanted to let his bodyguard send them off, but Wen Miao refused, so he gave up in the end.
On the way back, Wen Miao and Uncle Wang discussed the dishes for dinner.
Neon lights gradually light up on both sides of the street, giving the night a dreamy look.
At this moment, a sudden roar of an engine broke the silence. Wen Miao turned his head subconsciously and saw a black car approaching from behind like a wild horse, with a speed far beyond the normal range. The headlights of the car were particularly dazzling in the twilight, like a beast ready to attack.
"Uncle Wang, there's something wrong with the car behind us!"
"I know, A'miao, call the police, Young Master and Pei Zhuang, hold on tight!" Uncle Wang's heart sank suddenly, a bad premonition surged into his mind.
"He's here after all. He was careless!"
"Okay." Wen Miao calmed himself down and called Pei Zhuang first. He was nearby and could get there first.
"Wen Miao, wait for me, I'll be there soon." Pei Zhuang hung up the phone and went out.
…
Uncle Wang stepped on the accelerator and left the black car behind, trying to get away from the danger. But the black car kept chasing him, accelerating even faster, and passed by them, sticking to their path. The wheels rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound, and the air was filled with a tense and dangerous atmosphere.
"Uncle Wang..." Wen Miao tried his best to calm himself and dialed 110.
At the same time, he dialed Wen Shuzhou's number as quickly as possible.
"A Miao, wait for me." After Wen Shuzhou located the child, he suppressed the strong uneasiness in his heart, asked Yan Feng to drive him to the scene of the incident as quickly as possible, and mobilized all the useful connections he could.
The pedestrians around were frightened by this sudden situation and moved away one after another. Some even stopped and stared at the scene in amazement.
"Ah Miao, don't be afraid, uncle won't let anything happen to you."
"Uncle Wang, I'm not afraid!"
Just as Uncle Wang was about to cross an intersection, hoping to get rid of the crazy car with the help of people and traffic lights, the driver of the black car seemed to lose patience, suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the car made a deafening roar and rushed straight towards Wen Miao. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and Wen Miao could clearly see the cold and determined eyes of the man in the cockpit, as well as the street scene passing by quickly outside the car window.
"Sit down, A-Miao."
Without waiting for Wen Miao to respond, Uncle Wang drifted the car to the left. The next moment, there was a loud "bang!" and the side of the black car hit a parked car on the side of the road. The sound of distorted metal and broken glass rang out at the same time, and dust and smoke spread instantly.
Fortunately, Wen Miao was only thrown against the car window, injuring his head and arm.
"Help! Help! Help!"
"Someone, help me."
A crowd began to gather, some screamed, some called the police. The black car did not stop after the collision, but sped away in the chaos, leaving behind only a series of gunshots that gradually disappeared into the distance and the messy scene as evidence of this unprovoked chase.
"Uncle Wang, are you okay?" Wen Miao lay in the car, gasping for breath, feeling both relieved and scared.
"I'm fine, A Miao, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Wen Miao tried hard to curl the corners of his lips and gave Uncle Wang a reassuring look.
"Pei Zhuang is here!" Uncle Wang also said with a smile.
“I saw it!”
Wen Miao tried hard to open his eyes, but he always felt that the figure in front of him was becoming blurry. At the moment of dizziness, Wen Miao seemed to hear Wen Shuzhou's voice.
"Ah Miao, don't sleep!"
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