Live exercise: Why are all the police tied up?

Chapter 122 When I die, you'll be the one singing the loudest!
The bearded young master Zhang was banging on the wall in frustration.

"Blame me!"

From time to time, he looked at Xie Baojun who was performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation with a complicated expression.

Some of the younger brothers were also confused by this wonderful scene.

No, what is going on?
Could that person really be a senior executive of the group?

In the other corner, Dao Ge and Wu Kun looked at Aniu with great anticipation.

At the moment, Aniu is the only person who knows the truth.

I'm afraid he is the only one who knows the tricks behind this.

"and then?"

Ah Niu stammered and spoke vaguely.

"Yes, yes, and then, and then..."

“That’s…”

Brother Dao couldn't help but frown.

I can’t even listen to it myself, let alone Wu Kun.

He hurriedly urged.

"Why are you keeping me in suspense?"

Brother Dao looked him up and down with some suspicion.

"Aniu, you don't want to tell me, do you?"

Facing the expectant gazes of the two, Aniu took a deep breath and responded.

"Yes, of course I do!"

He just opened his mouth and was about to tell the story.

At this moment, in Xie Baojun's subconscious mind.

Time seemed to have frozen.

The soul, whose eyes were originally filled with confusion and helplessness, suddenly grasped something.

Xie Baojun was shocked!
These damn bastards are actually exposing the dark secrets that I am most unwilling to admit?

No!

Don't let him utter a word!

This is the same as if I were dead. What’s the difference between looking through my browser history and computer hard drive!
Under the influence of an inexplicable and magical force.

The heart, which had stopped beating for ten minutes, began to beat violently.

The originally pale face began to change, until the pair of eyes suddenly opened.

"No! You don't want to tell."

A hand suddenly covered Aniu's mouth.

The sudden sound made Dao Ge and Wu Kun very unhappy.

Just when they were enjoying the melon and were looking forward to it the most, they were interrupted.

Who the hell can tolerate this?

Brother Dao frowned and couldn't help but turned around and retorted.

"Who the hell are you?"

"You said you don't want to, so you don't want to?"

When he looked up and down, his eyes widened, pupils full of disbelief.

Who the hell is this?

What the hell? Am I hallucinating?
Brother Dao's expression suddenly changed, and he turned around and slapped himself hard twice.

A burning pain appeared on my face.

It dawned on him.

I go!

Not a dream.

Wu Kun couldn't help but frown.

Who could scare a knife so much?
He also slapped himself.

Without Brother Long, who else in this powerful group can have this face?

Not even if you are a major shareholder.

When he looked back, he was stunned.

What the hell!

Long...Brother Long!
The reactions and expressions of the two at this moment were just like when they turned around in their chairs and saw the emperor on the variety show "The Voice of Mao Xiong".

There was a sudden silence in the corridor.

All the brothers stood stiffly where they were, looking at the scene in front of them in shock.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

They looked at what was before them with expressions of disbelief.

No?

Wasn’t Brother Long lying on the ground just now?

Suddenly came alive.

This is simply a medical miracle.

Wu Kun asked in disbelief.

"Brother Long!"

"Are you...are you okay?"

Xie Baojun raised his eyebrows and asked back calmly.

"Should I be okay?"

This familiar tone, these detailed micro-expressions, it's undoubtedly Brother Long himself.

Brother Dao was also a little shocked, and he pulled Aniu's hand excitedly.

"A miracle doctor!"

"Heal both at once!"

Xie Baojun looked at everyone's expressions, recalled carefully, and asked seriously.

"Did something go wrong with me just now?"

When Brother Dao heard this, his expression changed slightly.

But after thinking about it, he decided to modify his words a little.

After all, Brother Dao doesn’t know for sure, what if Brother Long has the same inner demon as Wu Kun?

If I knew that I was affected by my inner demons, I would be dizzy.

That's not going to work, Dao Ge said with a concerned look on his face.

"Brother Long, you were just pissed off by that little girl."

"do not you remember?"

Xie Baojun rubbed his head.

"Hiss, it seems to be the case."

Then he shook his head, as if he was recalling a lot of details.

"I seem to have had a dream."

Wu Kun asked with a frown.

"Dream? Brother Long, what did you dream about?"

Xie Baojun just raised his head slightly, as if he was recalling something carefully.

"In the dream, I seemed to be dead."

Everyone's face changed and they were shocked.

This is clearly what happened in reality.

Could it be possible that Brother Long would know even if he was unconscious?

Xie Baojun looked around, walked aside, and pointed at the mark on the ground and said.

“I was lying here at that time.”

The people around couldn't help but be shocked.

Even though he was unconscious, he could still remember where he was lying.

This is amazing.

Wu Kun looked delighted when he heard this. He didn't expect that Brother Long could still remember so many details even after fainting.

Doesn't that mean you still remember that you performed CPR on Brother Long while you were injured?
Brother Long must be so touched.

He asked with some anticipation.

"and then?"

Then Xie Baojun frowned and his face suddenly fell.

“Then a song suddenly rang in my ears.”

He looked at everyone with cold eyes.

“I thought everyone would be particularly sad.”

"But to my surprise, everyone seemed to be singing excitedly!"

“It seems like everyone is celebrating my death.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Kun's smile suddenly froze.

No, your dream is not right.

Brother Long, why is your dream so intermittent?

You totally missed the point?
Wu Kun said perfunctorily with an awkward smile.

"Hahaha, Brother Long, you said it was a dream."

"not real!"

"Everyone was crying so hard at that time."

He gestured with his hands and asked unwillingly.

"Um, Brother Long, do you remember some other details?"

"Details?" Xie Baojun frowned and fell into thought again.

There was a hint of anticipation in Wu Kun's eyes.

As a great contributor, it is a bit unreasonable that Brother Long can't remember him.

In the sudden silence of the stairwell, the faint volume of the mobile phone seemed particularly abrupt.

The most dazzling folk music sounded vaguely.

"Let me keep you with my heart!"

"stay!"

"Singing leisurely..."

The sound of music made everyone's face change.

No! Why hasn't the music stopped yet?

It’s over. Brother Long won’t remember anything, right?

But Xie Baojun's eyes lit up.

"Correct!"

"That's the song you just sang!"

“The coolest ethnic style!”

It's over! Some of the younger brothers couldn't help but close their eyes.

The guy holding the phone's face changed, and he took out his phone to turn off the music.

But there is no time to operate.

Xie Baojun walked hurriedly towards the source of the sound, snatched the phone away, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Yes! It's this phone!"

"I seemed to have taken a peek in the dim light at that time."

“The phone that plays music is exactly like this one!”

"What a coincidence."

Everyone was feeling very uncomfortable at this moment.

Brother Long, you're thinking of all the things you shouldn't be thinking about.

Everyone was doing CPR with great effort but no one mentioned it at all.

Wu Kun couldn't help it any longer and said it directly.

"At that time...are there any details about me?"

After thinking for a while, Xie Baojun was silent and looked Wu Kun up and down.

"Have!"

Wu Kun showed an expectant expression and made a reminiscing gesture with his hands.

"I remembered?"

Xie Baojun sneered.

"When I die, you'll be the one singing the most!"

Wu Kun: ...

(End of this chapter)