I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 210 Hongmen Banquet

The train stopped at Shenzhen Station and the "zombie" girl was rushed to the hospital.

Jiang Hanwen looked at the ambulance going away, then lowered his head and returned to the car.

Fatty Wang and Sun Xiaoyi were still sleeping. These two guys were taken to Lan Kwai Fong by Lao Zhuang last night and did not return all night. No one knew where they went.

I fell asleep as soon as I got back. Everyone else was also catching up on their sleep. This trip was really tiring.

Zhou Nana was doing Wang Xiaolu's nails. No one knew where the two of them bought the nail lamp from, but it was blue and looked like a money detector.

Xiaolu put on makeup today, and the girl was very strange. She was good at putting on makeup for others, but she was very bad at putting on makeup for herself in front of the mirror.

It was Zhou Nana who did the work. After all the make-up, it was really stunning, and Jiang Hanwen even frowned.

This slightly chubby little face, sparkling eyes, pointed little nose, small tiger teeth when smiling, and exaggerated air bangs, plus Zhou Nana's tight floral waist skirt.

How should I put it, she looks a bit like that popular young actress named Li Yitong, the oxygen little beauty.

"Brother Hanwen, where have you been? Why did you take so long to come back?"

Zhou Nana was putting scales on the deer and asked in a low voice without raising her head.

"A Schoolgirl"

Before Jiang Hanwen could finish his words, the two women looked up at the same time and saw two arcs of electricity approaching from the void.

"Ahem, a female student drank too much cough syrup and became convulsed. She has been sent to the hospital."

Seeing that the two were still confused, Jiang Hanwen had no choice but to explain the whole story.

"I never thought cough syrup could be addictive and even fatal if consumed in excess."

Wang Xiaolu's eyes widened with disbelief. She had drunk a lot of cough syrup. It could be easily bought in many small pharmacies in rural areas. People would buy it to drink when they were sick and had a cough, even if loquat syrup didn't work.

That thing had a weird smell and was very unpalatable. When she was a child, she coughed and didn't want to drink it, so her parents beat her.

"Brother Hanwen, when I was in school, some of my classmates liked to drink this cough syrup. They always drank it with Coke. It was quite common, both boys and girls drank it."

Zhou Nana went to school in the city, and the situation in city schools is indeed more serious.

"Since this thing is so harmful, students should be prohibited from buying it, or they should be required to use ID cards to buy it with their real names."

Zhou Nana kept moving her hands while making political comments on the keyboard.

"You need an ID card to play games, but have you seen the anti-addiction system block elementary school students?"

Jiang Hanwen continued to drink coffee.

"In the 97s, students were addicted to Subor. They thought about playing Red Fortress and Double Dragon every day. Then in the s, they were addicted to video halls and arcades. As soon as school was over, elementary and middle school students rushed to play Three Kingdoms War and King of Fighters . After a few years, Internet cafes started to open up again, with Legend, Fantasy, and the games you girls like to play, Audition and Dungeon."

"Every era has its own things that 'poison' children."

"It's just that today's children have a higher threshold for happiness. They are no longer satisfied with video games. They want to get more pleasure."

Jiang Hanwen closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be lost in many youthful memories.

He has lived through those times and knows exactly why young people make the choices they do.

"Most students are just college admission machines created by their parents, but some people just don't want to face the cruel and endless competition. However, they have no choice and cannot quit. They will not be understood or cared about. Students have no right to be bad."

"To get into a good university, the process requires perseverance for more than ten years and countless pains, and there is no guarantee of a good result. This is a long-term nightmare."

"But it only takes 100 minutes for a 20ml bottle of cough syrup to go down, and the relaxation, comfort and excitement that arise naturally make people unable to stop. This happiness can last for 5 hours. During this time, they can wake up from the nightmare and get a brief pleasure."

Jiang Hanwen suddenly stopped, he was a little bored. The girl with a distorted face just now fell into his arms, she was so well-behaved and cute when she was quiet.

But judging from the dosage of the medicine she took, she was most likely a severe addict. Jiang Hanwen didn't want to know the story behind it because it must be heavy and unfortunate.

Moreover, this kind of topic is not something he, an actor, should discuss, and no one has been able to solve these problems for thousands of years.

Jiang Hanwen closed his eyes and rested for a while. When he woke up again, the station was announced. It only took 40 minutes from Shenzhen to Xiguan, which was very fast. When the train stopped at the platform, Xiaolu had just finished her manicure.

Everyone stretched lazily and stood up to pack their luggage.

This homecoming was lively.

It goes without saying that Jiang Hanwen and Zhou Nana are neighbors who are of the same kind.

Lin Leqing booked a new house in the second phase of Lin Guofu for Xiaolu. It was a model house that had been renovated long ago and could be moved in right away.

The decoration quality of Lin Group's model house is impeccable. Wang Xiaolu also likes the simple European style, and she doesn't want to redecorate it.

Fatty Wang is even more uncaring. This guy's room is a typical pigsty. No matter how tidy his sister makes it, he will return it to its original state within three days.

According to him, the house was too clean, which made him feel insecure and strange. Moreover, he only felt comfortable when the ashtray was full, the quilt was rolled up, and there were drink bottles everywhere, and there were a few tissues on the floor.

"Xiaolu, as your boss and big brother, I am giving you an order now."

Jiang Hanwen had seen how sloppy Fatty Wang was.

He pushed the box aside and looked at Wang Xiaolu with a serious expression.

"If you clean up Wang Pangzi's house again, I will deduct your salary. Don't tell me about mysophobia. I know you don't have it. Even if he turns the room into a garbage dump, just ignore him."

This little girl is a worrier by nature, which is hard to say whether it is good or bad, but Jiang Hanwen feels that there is no need to make himself so tired.

After Jiang Hanwen finished speaking, he raised his foot and kicked Fatty Wang on the butt.

This hottie's suitcase is full of Hong Kong specialties. Now that the weather in Xiguan is hot and the temperature has risen, this box of snacks will surely fill up his piggy bank.

It’s still unclear whether you can get in at that time.

"Brother Jiang, please tell me what you want to say. I just bought these pants, Levi's. Wait for me to wear them for two days before you kick them."

Fatty Wang turned around with a flattering look on his face. He heard what Jiang Hanwen said to his sister just now, but he was too embarrassed to respond. Is his reputation so bad now?

"I'll go to your house for dinner in two days. If your sister cleans your pig sty, I'll deduct one month's salary from her. If your garbage is so piled up that you can't even step on it, I'll deduct half a year's salary from you. If you don't want to work, leave immediately."

Jiang Hanwen spoke in a stern tone. Such a pretty girl, who was only in her early twenties, acted like a housekeeper every day.

Just as I was about to give Xiaolu some more instructions, the filming in Hong Kong had to be completed and the bonuses of the crew members had to be paid on time.

The phone rang.

"Hello, Zhang Maocai, Mr. Zhang! You installed a surveillance camera on me. You called me as soon as I got off the car."

When Jiang Hanwen saw that it was Zhang Maocai's number, he exchanged a few words of greeting. His tone was relaxed, but his expression immediately became strange.

Why does Zhang Maocai's voice sound so weak, as if he is about to die, just like after working through a dungeon for five days and five nights?

Jiang Hanwen made a rough calculation in his mind.

Even if this guy wants to jump off the building, according to the time he remembers, there are still twenty days left.

It’s not time yet.

But judging from his voice, he probably didn't need to jump off the building, he could just die suddenly.

"Haha, ok, ok, I can do it in the evening. It's up to you. Just keep it simple and don't eat too much."

Jiang Hanwen hung up the phone, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out of it.

He flipped through the address book and called Zhu Zhisong again.

He was not worried about the Hongmen Banquet. Instead, he was worried about whether his old classmate would die soon.

(End of this chapter)