PFC Chapter 355: Lao Meng's Confession, Wang Zhenqiu's Test
Chapter 355: Lao Meng's Confession, Wang Zhenqiu's Test
"Old Meng, is that you?"
When the black tube saw the person coming, he said in surprise,
The appearance of Lao Meng made the atmosphere in the farm house even more weird.
His face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his eye sockets were sunken, as if he had not slept for several days and nights.
His eyes were filled with fatigue and pain.
Zhang Chulan looked at Lao Meng, his heart full of doubts.
Who is this Old Meng?
What is the relationship between him and Chen Duo?
After Lao Meng entered the room, he glanced at everyone.
Finally, it fell on Su Chen, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
He seemed to recognize them, but seemed a little hesitant to confirm.
"You...you are temporary workers in the North China District?"
Lao Meng's voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of trembling.
"That's right." Su Chen nodded.
"Are you a temporary worker in the Northwest District, Lao Meng?"
"Yes... it's me."
Lao Meng's eyes were a little evasive, he didn't dare to look directly into Su Chen's eyes.
"Meng, do you know Chen Duo?" Zhang Chulan couldn't help but ask.
"What is your relationship with her? Where did she go?"
Zhang Chulan threw a series of questions at Lao Meng like a string of cannonballs.
When Lao Meng heard Zhang Chulan's question, his body trembled slightly.
He raised his head and looked at Zhang Chulan, his eyes full of pain and struggle.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"I'm sorry Chen Duo, I'm sorry for her..."
Old Meng murmured to himself, his voice low and sad.
"I will bear the consequences of anything she does.
Please, don't hurt her..."
His voice became lower and lower, and finally almost turned into sobs.
"Meng, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Lao Meng's strange behavior, the black tube asked with concern,
"Do you know something?"
Lao Meng did not answer Clarinet's question. He just lowered his head and kept repeating:
"I'm sorry Chen Duo, I'm sorry for her..."
"Old Meng, please say something!" Zhang Chulan was anxious.
"Where did Chen Duo go? Do you know anything?"
Old Meng raised his head and looked at Zhang Chulan, his eyes full of despair.
"I don't know, I really don't know..." Lao Meng said painfully.
"If I knew where she was, I would go find her and bring her back..."
"Then why do you say sorry to her?" Zhang Chulan asked.
"What happened between you and her?"
"I……"
"I have no choice..." Lao Meng said painfully.
“The poison in Chen Duo’s body can only be controlled by the company.
Letting her become a temporary worker is to allow her to survive."
"But if you do this, it will only make her more miserable!" Zhang Chulan said.
"Have you ever thought about what she really wants?"
"I..." Old Meng was speechless. He didn't know how to answer Zhang Chulan's question.
"What she wants is freedom and to live like a normal person." Su Chen said slowly.
"Instead of being treated as a tool, a killing machine."
"I know, I know everything..." Tears welled up in Lao Meng's eyes.
"But, I really have no choice... I can't just watch her die..."
"Meng, don't get excited yet." Su Chen comforted him.
"Perhaps, there is still hope."
"Transfer?"
Old Meng raised his head and looked at Su Chen, his eyes full of doubt.
"What's the turning point?"
"We may be able to find a way to rescue Chen Duo." Su Chen said.
"As long as we work together, we can find a way."
"Really?" A glimmer of hope flashed in Lao Meng's eyes.
"Are you really willing to help Chen Duo?"
"Of course." Su Chen nodded.
“We are all temporary workers and should help each other.”
"Thank you, thank you..."
Lao Meng said excitedly, he held Su Chen's hand tightly,
It was like grabbing the last straw.
"Wow, it's quite lively here! What are you talking about?"
Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, a frivolous voice suddenly came from the door, breaking the originally dull atmosphere in the farmhouse.
Everyone followed the sound,
A young man dressed fashionably and with a cynical smile on his face walked in.
He had waist-length golden curly hair, casually tied behind his head with a headband that swayed gently as he walked.
His facial features are delicate with a hint of feminine beauty, making it difficult to tell his true gender.
"Temporary worker in the Southwest District, Wang Zhenqiu."
Wang Zhenqiu walked to the table familiarly, pulled out a chair and sat down.
He looked at Su Chen and his group curiously, his eyes full of exploration and amusement.
His gaze lingered on Su Chen for a moment, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"You are Su Chen, right? The new temporary worker?
I heard that the company broke a lot of rules for you."
There was a hint of provocation and disdain in Wang Zhenqiu's words. He continued:
“It’s unheard of that there are two temporary workers in the North China region.
I am very curious, what ability do you have that makes the company value you so much?"
Zhang Chulan frowned even more when he heard Wang Zhenqiu's words.
He could feel Wang Zhenqiu's hostility towards Su Chen and his dissatisfaction with the company's arrangements.
He was about to open his mouth to refute, but was stopped by Su Chen.
Su Chen looked at Wang Zhenqiu with calm eyes and a calm tone:
“You will know my abilities later.
However, we have more important things to deal with right now.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenqiu raised his eyebrows, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He didn't expect Su Chen to respond to his provocation so calmly, which made him even more curious about Su Chen's strength and background.
"Oh? Something more important?"
Wang Zhenqiu's eyes swept over Su Chen, Zhang Chulan, and Feng Baobao.
Finally, he stopped at Lao Meng, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"I'm actually very curious, what is it that makes these temporary workers take it so seriously?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, as if implying that Su Chen and others were not serious about the company's mission.
Zhang Chulan frowned. He could feel that there was a sting in Wang Zhenqiu's words, which were obviously directed at Su Chen.
He was about to open his mouth to refute, but was stopped by Su Chen.
Su Chen looked at Wang Zhenqiu with calm eyes and a calm tone:
"We are investigating some things. These things may be related to this mission."
"Oh?"
Wang Zhenqiu raised his eyebrows, seeming to be interested.
"tell me the story."
Su Chen ignored Wang Zhenqiu's provocation, but turned to look at Lao Meng and asked:
"Old Meng, you just said that you can take responsibility for Chen Duo's matter?
Do you know where she is now?"
When Lao Meng heard Su Chen's question, his body trembled and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
He lowered his head and avoided Su Chen's gaze.
His hands were clenched tightly together, and the blue veins on the back of his hands twisted like earthworms, showing his extreme inner anxiety.
"Lao Meng?"
Su Chen spoke again.
Seeing Lao Meng's reaction, Clarinet sighed again.
He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, making a muffled "gulp" sound.
It was as if he wanted to swallow all the depression and helplessness in his heart into his stomach.
He put down his glass and said slowly:
"Old Meng, at this point, you have nothing to hide.
Chen Duo's matter will come to an end sooner or later."
When Lao Meng heard what Clarinet said, his body trembled even more violently.
He raised his head and looked at Clarinet, his eyes full of despair and pleading, as if begging him not to continue.
"Clarinet, you..."
Lao Meng's voice was hoarse and trembling.
"Old Meng, speak up."
There was a hint of reluctance in the clarinet's voice, but more of it was firmness.
"Some things can't be hidden."
Feng Baobao stood quietly by the side without saying anything.
But her eyes never left Lao Meng.
There was a complex light flickering in those empty eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was waiting for something.
Wang Zhenqiu watched all this with interest, a playful smile on his lips.
He was like a spectator, enjoying the sudden drama before his eyes.
"Old Meng, please say something!"
Zhang Chulan couldn't help but urge him. He hated this kind of hesitant way of speaking the most. It made people anxious.
"What happened to Chen Duo? Do you know something?"
Lao Meng took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.
He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and trembling:
"Chen Duo...she...she might be in Biyou Village..."