False evidence

Chapter 216 Challenging the Arena (Part 1)

Yan Fengwei drove Meng Chao back to school.

After getting out of the car, Meng Chao first walked a few steps forward, then turned around and walked back to knock on the window.

As soon as the window was closed, I said, "I have something to do. We can't get together today."

Meng Chao shook his head... then nodded, somewhat dazed, and said, "Then... you go back first."

“You go back too.”

I waved to him and patted Yan Fengwei on the shoulder: "Take me home first, you can take a taxi. I'm not very good at driving, so I won't take you."

The windows rolled up, and the van started moving.

Yan Fengwei carefully gripped the steering wheel and said in a low voice:
"Are you... still my brother?"

"Yes," I replied immediately.

"Well... how about this, let's go back to the shop first, take that pretty female lawyer home, and then the two of us will find a restaurant, order some hot pot... and have a drink!"

"I don't want to have dinner with you today."

Yan Fengwei glanced at me in the rearview mirror: "Are you going back to the clinic now?"

I nodded: "Back to the clinic."

Yan Fengwei remained silent for a long time.

When he spoke again, he used a very forceful tone (a kind of advice that wasn't exactly friendly between brothers, but genuinely meant well):

"Should we stop at the convenience store up ahead? There's something else, you fucking have to take care of her, I—I'm so annoyed! What about Pidan?"

He practically roared when he got to the second half of the sentence.

I thought about it and said to him, "Brother, I've changed my mind. I hadn't considered buying the 'little box' from the convenience store."

"You really didn't think that way?" Yan Fengwei glared at me again through the rearview mirror.

I laughed, laughed with boundless joy.

"What do you mean?" Yan Fengwei patted the back of the empty passenger seat. "Speak up! Don't scare people with those 'hehehehaha' laughs!"

I forced a smile, gripping the back of the driver's seat with one hand and pointing with the other, using my iron fan, at a convenience store that was just passing by outside the car window:

"I never buy a three-pack!"

Yan Fengwei was stunned for a moment, then burst into another tirade: "I know you're young and have plenty of energy! But damn it..."

I gently patted his shoulder and laughed, "The day Pidan, your sister-in-law, and I moved in together, my mother-in-law threw a box of 'twelve' over the wall. Now..."

Yan Fengwei slammed his fist on the back of the passenger seat again: "Don't fucking joke about the little things you and your woman did when you were naked with other men!"

"Do you have any cigarettes?" I asked with a smile.

"You don't have any cigarettes?"

"You just yelled at me! I already said we're out of cigarettes! There are shops right next to us, why didn't you stop the car?!" I said, licking my lips as I laughed.

Yan Fengwei slammed on the brakes and turned around: "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, I got off the bus and walked into a traditional small shop on the side of the street.

Back in the car, I lit a cigarette and looked at him in the rearview mirror: "My mother-in-law gave us a box of 'twelve' balloons. That night, we took five and used them as balloons... I blew them up, but she... she thought they were 'oily' and wouldn't blow them up herself. So she made me blow them up."

But she used her fingernails... her fingernails are longer than mine, and she crushed four of them. I had to snatch the last one, hold it in my arms, protect it with my body, and run to the window to throw it out.

When I released that 'balloon,' I even yelled, 'Be careful, don't let the branches pop it!'

Yan Fengwei was stunned: "You...you and your sister-in-law?"

"I don't know who I am right now. I'm holding her, and it feels good. But if we actually do something else, who the hell would do it? So up to now, we're only in the same bed, and the closest we've ever been is zero, not negative."

Yan Fengwei slammed his hand on the steering wheel and burst into laughter: "Don't think I'm uneducated... I may be uneducated, but I have a cell phone, I read jokes! I know what you mean!"

What is the negative distance between you and your sister-in-law?

“1:00 PM…” Yan Fengwei slammed on the brakes and stopped at the intersection, glaring at me through the rearview mirror at the same time, “You… fucking… you’re getting more and more dishonest?”

I shook my head seriously: "I measured it, mine is 1.75 centimeters bigger than yours..."

"Fuck your grandpa..."

Back at the Shuangshan Road clinic, we parked a car on the side of the road earlier.

"I know him."

I patted the back of the driver's seat, got out of the car, walked over, and shook hands with the person who got out of the car.

The person who came was Yu Jilin, Yue Rong's husband.

Yu Jilin gently pulled my hand back slightly, causing me to lean forward slightly, then released me and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with her?"

“I originally asked her for help, you know that. But when I got here, a hearse convoy was passing by. Has she never seen one before?”

Yu Jilin's expression changed slightly, and he whispered, "She's never seen anything like this before! She's used to being pampered, she's good, but she's ignorant!"

I pouted and said, "I'm sorry, so I... scared her."

"Come on! You've broadened her horizons. How is she now? She should be fine. She's seen those photos of dead people in the case files... she just didn't... never mind. What about inside?"

I nodded.

I watched him quicken his pace and enter the unlocked clinic, then turn around and get back into the van.

"You are a good guy."

Yan Fengwei said something and blew a smoke ring out of the car window, which was one-third open.

"Stop with the nonsense. Didn't you say you quit after your sister-in-law got pregnant?"

"I'll just take a couple of puffs, just don't tell her."

Yan Fengwei took another deep drag on his cigarette, threw the remaining half out the car window, and turned to ask me, "Did you take that woman back to her boyfriend? Are you going to be alone tonight, or are you really with... with your sister-in-law..."

You're such a pervert!

"Aren't you a pervert?" Yan Fengwei glared at me.

"Sex, and then..."

"Then……"

The two were smiling at each other, face to face.

I exhaled a puff of smoke, tossed the cigarette butt away, and gestured with my chin at him: "Bro, go to No. XXX, Xuefu Road."

Although Yan Fengwei is also talkative, today's events have probably refreshed his worldview once again.

It could also be because of his past life—Lin Qin'en's rudeness concealed a hidden caution.

In short, he didn't say much the whole way.

Only after the car stopped at the address I gave him, and he looked outside, did he ask me:

"There aren't any restaurants in this building, are there? What do you mean by 'what'?"

I leaned forward, opened the glove box, and put the iron fan inside.

After closing the glove box, she turned to him and said:

“I used to have a classmate named Gu, and I hated him. But that day there was a fight on Sanfenqian Street, and he went. Because of... because of Jiang Guangmin... about that kidnapper, he got bitten by the other side and got beaten up.”

"You want to vent your anger, don't you?" Yan Fengwei looked out of the car and up at the building again.

I thought about it very seriously, then put my hand on his shoulder and said:
"I want to vent my anger; I also want to avenge my buddy; more importantly, I haven't boxed in a long time, and I want to get back into the swing of things."

Yan Fengwei turned around abruptly: "Who exactly are you?"

I smiled and said, "I'll tell you who I am after I challenge them."

(End of this chapter)