The Virtuous Omega Disguised as the Vicious Colonel

After Wang Wei finished speaking, he wanted to go out and see what the police were doing in the yard, but Lan Yu stopped him.

"Mrs. Wang, come and listen." Lan Yu said.

Mrs. Wang let go of her daughter, holding her skirt corners a bit cramped, and recalled: "I was born by the main star, followed by my parents and came to live in Kata Star. She met my husband after being introduced and gave birth to a daughter after two years of marriage. …"

Lan Yu listened while observing Wang Simiao.

From the first time he saw the little girl to the present, there was only a hole in her dark eyes, as if all the light had been sucked away, and there was no emotion.

—The premise is not to take the rabbit in her arms.

Will Wang Simiao be that Longte star?

"Colonel K, do I have to go on?" After Madam Wang saw no response from Lan Yu, she asked softly.

Lan Yu recovered: "No need..."

Mrs. Wang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then can I bring Si Miao back to the house?"

"No..." Lan Yu shook her finger. "She has to say..."

"What did she say?" Wang Weiteng stood up from the sofa and said loudly: "You have seen it too, she can't say a word."

Lan Yu looked at it quickly, his eyes were like two ice skates, and the rest of his words were frozen in his throat, and he had to sit back with his neck.

Lan Yu got up, walked in front of Wang Simiao, bent over and looked at her.

Wang Simiao's eyes passed through him, falling into the distance empty.

Wang Wei owed his body to speak and stopped, Madam Wang stretched out her hand slightly nervously, as if Lan Yu made a little move, she was about to **** Wang Simiao back.

"Did she slowly become like this?" Lan Yu asked.

Wang Wei said: "No, there were no signs before, and it became like this overnight."

Lan Yu straightened up and said, "To elaborate..."

After Wang Wei was silent for a moment, he sighed, "My wife was with her that night, Li Han, you can tell Colonel K."

With sadness in her eyes, Mrs. Wang twisted her hands anxiously, and said, "That was half a year ago. I remember that night Si Miao was painting in front of the window. I just made a vase cushion next to her. , She suddenly fell in front of the window and kept twitching..."

When Mrs. Wang said this, she covered her face and choked up. Wang Wei raised his hand to hug her beside him, and patted comfortingly.

Willow branch interjected in the corner: "When we caught up, the young lady was already in a coma, and she became like this when she woke up."

Lan Yu looked at Wang Simiao. She didn't seem to hear others telling her story. She still sat blankly with a dull expression.

"What did the doctor say?" he asked.

Wang Wei said in a dumb voice: "It is said that she was stimulated by the outside world. But until now, we don't know exactly what stimulation she has received. I am just such a daughter. If she is not good, I will earn more money. What's the use?"

"The money you earned should also be vomited." Lan Yu said.

"Take it up, throw it up, it doesn't matter."

Lan Yu squatted in front of Wang Simiao again, staring at the change in her expression, stretched out his hand to pinch the rabbit in her arms, and slowly pulled it out.

Wang Simiao still had no reaction, but just as the rabbit was about to be torn away, Lan Yu saw a sudden complex emotional change in her empty eyes.

First nervous, then fear, and finally anger.

At the moment she opened her mouth to scream, Lan Yu slammed the rabbit into her arms again.

Wang Simiao immediately calmed down, returned to the previous state, and held the rabbit quietly.

Lan Yu knew in her heart that this rabbit must have something to do with her reaction.

Is she the Lonte? possible. But what if not? If not, would her illness be related to the Longterian?

He watched the rabbit carefully.

This is the kind of ordinary doll found in every shopping mall. The pink hair is a little faded and faint. The two eyes are ordinary glass products, there is no mystery. I stretched out my hand and squeezed my stomach. There was a soft filling inside, and no foreign matter was felt.

He thought for a while, gently picked up Wang Simiao's right hand, and when she started to feel uneasy, he put his hand on the rabbit and slowly stroked it down the rabbit's head.

Wang Simiao returned to calm again, and strangely did not refuse this action, letting Lan Yu take her hand, stroking the rabbit one by one, letting the soft long hair of the doll slip between his fingers.

Lu Rankong had just stepped into the hall, stopped when he saw this scene, and quietly leaned on the door frame.

Wang Wei looked up and saw him, just about to speak, he put his index finger against his lips and made a silent motion.

Lan Yu continued to stroke the rabbit with Wang Simiao's hand and saw her hollow eyes gradually light up.

Slowly, she opened her mouth and murmured in a barely audible voice: "Mom..."

"Hey, mom is here, baby, mom is by your side." Madam Wang responded quickly.

Wang Simiao didn't hear her voice, he only concentrated on feeling the rabbit in his hand, staring blankly at the front eyes glowing, and his mouth became clearer and clearer: "Mom, mom..."

Mrs. Wang quickly straightened up from Wang Wei's arms, and replied repeatedly as she moved over: "Baby, mom is here, mom is here."

She was about to get closer. Lan Yu, who had been facing Wang Simiao, suddenly turned her head and looked at her coldly, "Sit still..."

His tone was harsh and his expression was cold, and Mrs. Wang was so frightened that she really didn't move, and turned her head to look at Wang Wei a little confused.

Wang Wei shook his head at her, meaning not to go there first, she lowered her head a little aggrieved.

Wang Simiao was still looking ahead, but his eyes shone, and a line of tears slowly rolled down.

"Simiao, where is mother?" Lan Yu asked softly.

His voice was different from the plain expression, gentle and cautious.

Lu Rankong, who was leaning at the door, didn't say a word, looking sharply at the others in the room.

"Simiao, tell me, where is mother?" Lan Yu squatted and continued to ask patiently.

Wang Simiao spoke suddenly, choked back, "Mom said, she will become Tutu and stay with me."

"Who is Tutu?"

Wang Simiao stopped talking again, and Wang Wei replied, "Tutu is the rabbit."

Lan Yu took Wang Simiao's hand and continued stroking the rabbit, and asked softly, "Why did my mother become Tutu?"

Wang Simiao trembled, turning his gaze to look at Lan Yu in front of him.

There is no longer a hollow in those eyes, there is a deep sadness and fear in them.

"Mom is dying, she said that she became Tutu and grew up with me. If you miss her, touch Tutu." She whispered.

Mrs. Wang stood up arrogantly and went to pull Wang Simiao: "Simiao, what are you talking nonsense in front of the guests? Isn't your mother good? Why is she going to die."

She smiled apologetically at Lan Yu again, "She is a little unstable, I will take her upstairs to take medicine."

Lu Rankong, who had been silent at the door, suddenly said, "Mrs. Wang, sit down. If you make other movements, my gun will easily escape."

He had already pulled out the gun, put his finger in the trigger button and turned it left and right.

Lan Yu also took out the injection, sandwiched between two fingers, the silver-white metal shell gleaming under the lamp.

Madam Wang's chest was up and down violently, and after a moment of silence, she sat back on the sofa with a calm face.

Before Lan Yu asked, Wang Simiao was already crying loudly, crying and said: "I don't want Tutu, I want my mother, mother has a green shadow in her body, she told me not to be afraid, saying that she would become Tutu and stay with me. I, this person is not a mother..."

"Don't listen to Si Miao's nonsense, she is obviously irritated and talking nonsense." Madam Wang interrupted again.

She turned her head to Wang Wei and said hurriedly: "Husband, I will take Simiao back to the house to rest."

"No, let Liu Zhi take her." Lu Rankong stopped.

The willow branches that had been standing by the wall shook all over, and hurried over, picked up Wang Simiao who was still crying and walked upstairs, and Uncle Chen followed.

Wang Wei didn't stop him, just sat on the sofa in a daze.

"Husband, do you believe what Simiao said?" Madam Wang asked him weepingly.

Lan Yu stood up and asked suddenly, "Mrs. Wang, you just said that the night your daughter became ill, you just made the vase cushion, right?"

Mrs. Wang closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, and replied: "Yes..."

"I didn't do it again later?"

"My husband doesn't like me to do this, so he will not do it later."

Lan Yu walked to the coffee table, removed the vase, picked up the vase cushion made of woolen thread, and shook his hand, "Is this this one?"

"Yes it is…"

"Good craftsmanship..." Lan Yu smiled and slowly raised her eyes, "Tell me, what weave do you use for this vase cushion?"

What weave?

When these words were spoken, let alone Wang Wei with a blank face, even Lu Rankong was a little bit surprised.

"It's the usual weaves, nothing special." Madam Wang stood up and reached out her hand to lift the long hair on her shoulders behind her.

"What are the usual weaving methods?" Lan Yu asked.

"Who would remember this, I always follow the feelings."

"Do you want to change stitches in the middle?"

"No change, change."

"Whether to change or not?"

"To change..."

"How many kinds of changes?"

Mrs. Wang glanced at the vase cushion in Lan Yu's hand. It was light brown and silver gray, and then replied: "Two..."

"Two kinds?" Lan Yu smiled, narrowed his eyes and asked: "Are they two?"

Mrs. Wang said calmly: "There are two kinds..."

Lan Yu took the vase cushion and walked slowly to the sofa, without talking, turning around her and looking at it. The look on his face was strange, like a smile but not a smile, but the light in his eyes was cold and frightening.

The whole room was quiet, only a slight rustling sound was heard from his army boots falling on the carpet.

Then, he stood still, smiled, and said in a low voice: "Mrs. Wang, let me tell you that the vase cushion you wove is five-needle flat and five-needle reversed, and the five-needle chain is replaced with colored thread. Get two stitches of sweet-scented osmanthus!"

Lu Rankong: