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Chapter 141 Media

The little commotion caused by the hammer soon passed with heavy thunder and small raindrops.

What most people expect is that Hammer not only lived in a honest manner, but also had a close relationship with Du He, and felt like he was getting old.

During the first meeting, Du He stopped Hammer and Gray Mouse from fighting, causing trouble, and did not get the slightest gratitude of Hammer. However, when they met for the second time, Hammer could whisper with Du He in a place far away from everyone and chat endlessly.

At this time, when he was avoiding others, Hammer was different from what outsiders imagined. He lowered his voice and asked very cautiously: "How old Ertong is this year? What are his usual habits to talk?"

Du He calculated and answered truthfully, "It's just nineteenth after the Chinese New Year and I don't talk much. Now I'm working as a prop master in our team to make props for everyone."

Hammer said "hmm", narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Since Ertong has not been caught, why don't you go back to find us? Are you forced to sell it to your magic team and can't get out?"

In the last conflict between police and civilians that caused Lian Kuiban to lose a lot of money, Du He and Jiang Zhongye and his daughter rescued Li Ertong, a boatman who was a member of the striker. After that, Li Ertong had nowhere to go, so Jiang Zhongye decided to take him in.

In Hammer's opinion, it was also during that riot that their workers suffered heavy casualties. He was arrested in that riot, while Li Ertong disappeared, and he was not in a state of death or a body.

At the beginning, everyone thought that Li Ertong had gone to her hometown, but now they know that she was hiding in Liankui's class, hiding under the police station's nose, and her wife lived a peaceful life.

When he hurriedly hid in the venue where Liankui Ban performed, the hammer was not really watching. He only vaguely remembered that Liankui Ban did not drive them away like people from other places, but guided them to sit down in an orderly manner. He didn't seem to be a bad person.

However, Hammer, who has been cheated by Rilke once, still feels that no good thing in the boss is a double-faced person who is different from each other. Du He may not be able to see everything at a young age. He is a person who has been deceived once, with sharp eyes. His brother Li Ertong's safety must be confirmed repeatedly to make people feel relieved.

Du He understood Hammer's thoughts and answered Hammer's questions one by one. Some of them answered correctly, while others needed to be sure. They also said that they were not very consistent with Hammer's thoughts, but that's why Hammer had a real feeling.

After all, even your family may not know your living habits and likes and dislikes. Only when you say something wrong will it appear true. If you say it exactly the same everywhere without hesitation, then Hammer will doubt Du He's intentions instead.

It took half an hour to confirm the safety of his little brother. Hammer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall like Du He, squinted at the small window on the opposite wall, and put down a thought.

"Next time I'll let the news know, I'll have to tell the other brothers this news, they will be happy if they know it."

Hammer said to himself.

At this time, only two people were left in the cell and Lao He who was meditating against the wall. In order to ask Du He who could not leave the house, Hammer missed the opportunity to let the news, but he was not discouraged. His body, which was a little painful, was relieved a lot because he was often tortured.

After a while, Hammer rubbed his chest that was vaguely ached, turned his head and said, "Du He, let me tell you, how did you steal the gold bar of that big profiteer..."

Before he finished speaking, Hammer burst into laughter and found that Du He had already fallen asleep, a stream of shiny saliva flowed on the bed, and his face was a little childish.

"Tell him to sleep. That kid should have not been asleep for several days. If you want to live, shut up your mouth and sleep."

Lao He, who had been meditating, opened his mouth with a hoarse voice. Hammer turned his head and saw that Lao He was still motionless, as if the words just said were just hammers.

But Hammer thought about it and let Du He go, rubbed his chest, leaned against Du He, and closed his eyes.

Even though he is engaged in high-intensity work and physically trained, he can't stand it under the high-intensity torture and abuse.

Under the hammer's ragged prison clothes, new injuries were stacked with old injuries, turning his originally intact skin into a thick skin like a rotten wood. The inflammation of the wound plus blood loss. The hammer, which lacks medical treatment and medicine, has not had such a relationship, and has reached the brink of weakness. It is just because the skin is dark, no one notices it.

Now that Lao Heqiu has revealed his true identity in one word, Hammer is not very disgusted. Perhaps Lao Heqiu is a little older than his father who picked him up.

The unlucky brothers leaned against each other and slept together in a dark and dark place. No one wanted to mess with Hammer and didn't want to fight meaninglessly with Yantouqing. Du He was the first person to talk to when the situation was unclear.

After the afternoon leak, I don’t know who leaked the news. It spread to ten thousand times. Everyone knew why Du He was in prison, because he stole the gold bars of the giant Furylke on the beach.

No one knows the specific amount, and everyone knows that the money has not been recovered yet. Otherwise, Du He would not have lived like this after the police chief personally ordered the arrest.

While everyone was speculating how much money Du He stole, several interested people had already begun to guess where Du He, who seemed to be not short of money, stole the money.

Why, a decent person with good food and drinks would take the risk of doing such a head-losing case?

While rumors became more and more mysterious on their own, while Du He was still making up for his lost energy, on the Tilan Bridge outside the prison, Qiu He once again returned from the gate. Nanfeng, who acted as a translator, took Qiu He's hand obediently and pulled the contemplative Qiu He back to the inn they rented.

After a while, Qiu He rubbed his eyebrows and said to Nanfeng softly: "This time, the reason why Indian guards refused Qiu He's visit is: Du He was punished and was in a confinement and could not be visited."

Nanfeng pouted and said with a stern finger, "The reason I made last time was that the newly collected prisoners could not visit immediately. The reason I last time was that the visiting quota was used up... That black bread from India just didn't want us to see Brother Ah."

He kept looking back at the prison in the high wall not far away. Nanfeng looked up at the sunset shining on the window on the highest floor, and gradually lowered his head. He always felt that the wall and the black bread that locked Ah and his brother in the wall were very hateful.

It's even more hateful than the Jiutong that always wants to sell her.

She didn't want to snatch Ah He's brother away, she just wanted to see him, pat him, and told Ah He's brother not to be afraid, she would rescue him soon, but when Black Bread collected their money, she turned around and said she couldn't see anyone, which was extremely hateful.

Qiu He looked at Nanfeng's dark eyes and sighed, and was frustrated.

In just a few days, Qiu He didn't know how many times he was rejected. In addition to being necessary, Qiu He would not go back to the Li family factory, but rented a room near Tilanqiao, came in line early every day, and left at night, and was determined to meet Du He.

Although he had already learned that Du He was safe and sound through Du He's family, he had too many people and could only pass on some situations, but he never dared to send in the message. If he was discovered and used by someone with a heart, he would backfire.

"Brother Qiu, will Ah He miss home?" Sitting in the lobby of the inn, Nanfeng said with a sad expression: "When I just left home, I wanted to go home every day. Once, I even cried secretly. Will Ah He cry... When he cried, I was not by his side, but no one would make him happy."

Qiu He touched Nanfeng's soft hair silently, thought for a while and said, "Brother Ah He should have a little homesickness and a little Nanfeng. He should need Nanfeng to coax him very much, so we have to ask tomorrow, maybe we will see him tomorrow."

Nanfeng wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand and said "Yes", "We'll go early tomorrow."
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