Trafford’s Trading Club

It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and even after all these years of practicing in front of the golden horse, the energy is almost squeezed out by today's events.

Cheng is also admitted to the hospital, dealing with the media, dealing with traffic police, also paying for Miss Zhang's... and sudden orders from her own boss... etc.

But Sung Yun had to make himself look energetic.

In the hospital elevator, Cheng Yun opened a bottle of Brandy chicken and poured it into his mouth, then patted himself on the cheek. He tidied his clothes in front of the door of Cheng Yanyan's ward and immediately pushed the door in a trembling spirit.

The clock is still here.

He was on the sofa at the moment, taking care of himself, and opened his eyes only after seeing the clouds come in.

Cheng Yun glanced at Cheng who had not yet woken up and walked to the clock to the dust. He bowed his head: “Second Major, we have found out. The story of this guy called Hung Guan. ”

“Go talk next door.” The clock suddenly fell.

They went directly to the other ward next to each other.

The clock dust opened the curtain and looked at the city, Cheng Yun said openly: “Hung Guan and Cheng have also formed bands, very good brothers...”

Cheng Yunfei quickly said what he knew. Time passed.

“… As for Hong Guan's wife's ward, it was opened in the name of Li Zifeng. ”

In the end, Cheng Yun's brain returned the full reward. “Speaking of which, Li Zifeng was cunning enough, he didn't tell the company that he had been in prison before. ”

“Heroes don't ask about origin.” The clock fell and said softly, "But... you said the crown was here to blackmail? ”

“Li Zifeng said so. ”

Cheng Yun frowned: “But when I first took him, I saw that his color was a little unusual, I'm afraid there was something else to hide... but he was an old employee before Shadow Entertainment, and I didn't dare to come up from the beginning to ask. ”

The clock suddenly shook its head, "I've just seen this crown, it doesn't look like someone who could blackmail... of course, it just doesn't. ”

“The two youngest, why don't I check again?” Cheng Yun's gaze… naturally there are other deeper means.

He knew that his boss had a strong desire to control things that he didn't even realize.

After a moment of meditation, the clock nodded gently.

Cheng Yun continued at this time: “But if you can't wake up these few days, watch Sunday's show..."

“On schedule.” The clock dropped, "the stage was about to set up and the venue was rented from the government to the end of the show. If he can't wake up temporarily, it's okay to leave the show group empty for a while. As long as they don't disqualify, they can think of a way to make it look good. ”

“Understood.”

“I'm tired, go back first.” The clock is falling, "said Cheng.“ If Cheng wakes up, tell me immediately. ”

“Yes!”

Zhong Fangdu left the hospital, but thought about what he had discovered not long ago: after Hong Guan left, he then asked the bodyguard outside the door to get the guitar separately.

“None of us can, but the crown can...” The clock looks back at the lights in the inpatient building and says to himself, “Why? What's the point...”

But after not thinking too long, he got in his car and took out the phone... and called far away from his home in Beijing.

Call Old Master Luo, who has been a housekeeper for decades.

“Grandpa Luo, is it too late to bother you? ”

“Nothing, I just watched the master sleep. Master Er is so late, what's the matter? ”

After a moment of silence, the clock suddenly said: “Grandpa Luo, the cloud is not enough, send me some people... ask for my own ones, and don't speak up. ”

“Okay, I'll arrange it for you tomorrow. ”

“Thank you, Grandpa Lo. ”

……

……

It's also a hospital… pet hospitals are much smaller.

Ghost Baby is still waiting behind the door, two adults inside to talk about things, he is the best guard.

At this time, the lights were on in the pet hospital, and a dozen monsters were placed in the waiting room chairs.

These monsters were sent back by ghost babies, who were unconscious when they arrived, and who are now awake, but one by one, with his head down, his eyes empty and his mouth shut.

Tortoise walked through these monsters with his crutches and came to Long Yiluo's side.

The old turtle first coughed twice before softly saying: “Lord Dragon, old incompetent, I can't see what kind of technique they are all getting... I can't solve it for now. ”

Dragon and Eve frowned, "Chasing the wind can control these… I'm afraid it can control more. ”

Tortoise: “According to the ghost baby, he heard a strange bell and then fainted for a moment. But the timing is not affected… is this perhaps the means to chase the wind to control the monsters? But why is the ghost baby unaffected..."

“It should be a matter of the level of power. ”

If Longxi bites his thumbnail, he says: "Hearing the bell... may mean that there is a magic apparatus, or some other prop... and this kind of prop is obviously limited, otherwise the wind will not run away, but will come straight up and control the ghost baby. ”

“So bad too!” Tortoise said positively: “My lord, you are in a state of old age only fear...”

Long Xi waved his hand and said positively: “Instead, I'm more worried about what he's going to do next… what he really wants to do. ”

She looked at a leaflet on the table… this is what Ghost Baby brought back where he found the wind chase.

This is a leaflet about a big show at the Sheng Shi Lotus Stadium this Sunday.

Tortoise suddenly sighed in his breath: “It's a pity that he's too old to continue using his secrets now, otherwise he won't be so passive. ”

Long Xi shook his head: “You are too badly injured. Hold yourself steady for now. Don't think about the secret surgery for now. If it doesn't work, I'll just..."

At this moment, there was a sudden falling sound in one of the wards inside. If Long Yi and Tortoise looked up at the same time, Long Yi jumped off the chair and hurried: “It's Xiaojiang! ”

But when she was about to open the ward door, she suddenly stopped. Tortoise grasped it and walked up and walked in.

Dragon and Eve sighed and could only hide outside the door of the room.

In the ward, Xiaojiang was falling beneath the hospital bed, and the tube that gave him the infusion wrapped around his body.

But he did wake up, and when he heard the footsteps, he looked up and saw the door open, very stunned.

As a longevity monster clan, the family is very close. When he was a child, Xiaojiang was taken more than once by his father to visit this demonic elder, so he recognized it at a glance.

“Tortoise, Lord Tortoise, how do you...” Xiaojiang wanted to get up and salute.

“You're so hurt, you don't have to be polite.” Tortoise shook his head.

Xiaojiang said: “This is... this is Lord Long? And Lord Long... did she save me? ”

“Let's not talk about that.” Tortoise: “Ha Xiaojiang, let me ask you, do you remember what happened when you got hurt? Who did this to you? ”

“Yes...” Xiaojiang's face changed slightly, as if he was still in shock, “It was an iron whistle... it was an iron whistle...”

“Iron whistle? Who's the iron whistle?” Tortoise frowned: “Aren't you going after the wind? ”

“Chasing the wind... he saved me at the time.” Xiaojiang moved her lips, and she was angry, "the iron whistle was... a pet raised with cheese. One... one of those weird guys I can't tell you about. ”

“Can you describe it?” Tortoise glanced at the door of the sighting room and asked silently.

Xiaojiang nodded, “I'd better draw it down so it's clearer. ”

……

……

The owner of the club, sitting on a cement pipe, reached out and wiped his hands in front of him in an empty worksite near the quiet Se Lotus complex at night.

In front of him, there were several different screens… all different images.

It's like a camera in the surveillance room... the camera is like this coma, the clock is dusty driving by itself, the clouds are busy, the monsters in the pet hospital... and of course, Ziling is asleep in the house.

And these lights, right under the boss's nose, just swept away.

Lochu smiled slightly and lowered his head, which opened his voice gently and opened the whistle of iron that could be hidden in the pipe.

……

The owner of the iron whistle did not know the voice he was able to communicate with was sitting on top of it right now... the cheese had gone to sleep in the basement's house, and it was time for its meal.

He's down eating a stray dog he just caught.

Too small to seem to eat, the iron whistle winks its curtains.

Today, I don't know why, the iron whistle just feels like hunger can't go away, I want to eat more... more... more... more... more cheese...

“How are you feeling today? ”

At a moment when the iron whistle is caught in some kind of fanaticism, the sound sounds again in its mind - in recent days, it has often appeared uninterrupted, no time or even no occasion… whenever it wanted.

The sound would explain something to it, but it would make it feel more confused.

The more things it feels like it knows, the more things it doubts - but it never tells it what to do, and it sounds like it just wants to talk to itself.

It's like it uses sleep to kill time… and the sound is to kill time from it.

By the way, it knows what sending time means today.