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                                十月八日,下午六点二十。m.CdXS.CC
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南站在家门前,抬头挺胸,远目眺望。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                面容淡漠,看似沉稳,但紧握的拳头,显露他此刻的内心,无比紧张。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                视野里,出现了一辆车。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南心头一震,而后毫不犹豫一脚跺下,身形如电般疾驰而去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                嘎吱……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                驱车的红妆连忙一脚刹车踩下。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迎上徐南那双既忐忑又不安的深邃眼眸,红妆快速下车,从兜里拿出了一个崭新的戒指盒,双手捧着送上。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “南爷,幸不辱命!”
                                
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                                徐南看着这戒指盒,久久没有伸手。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他心中的复杂,已无法用语言来形容。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “南爷!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                红妆忍着悲意,再度开口。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南点了点头,这才伸手去拿戒指盒。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盒子很轻,可徐南的手在颤抖。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                仿佛里面装着一个沉重的世界。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                深深吸一口气,徐南缓缓打开了盒子。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一颗猩红如血,玻璃珠大小的丹药,呈现在眼前。M.CDxS.Cc
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                立刻,一股血腥味蔓延出来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                仿佛这丹药是用鲜血凝练而成。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南回到祖宅,拿出银针,小心翼翼从上面刮下少许粉末,递给红妆“交给安如山。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                尽管他知道对方敢给出丹药,就不会怕他拿去化验,但徐南还是要试试看。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “是!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                红妆当即要走。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “等等,信息来源查到了吗?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                红妆愧疚摇头“对不起南爷,属下无能,对方这条短信无法追踪。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南早有预料,所以并不觉得失望,又问道“左冷棠有没有什么消息?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                红妆抿着嘴唇摇头“重城已经被掘地三尺,可左冷棠像是凭空消失了一样。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “被杀死那三人的身份信息呢?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “已经有些眉目了,但依旧不顺利,那三人在系统里显示,五年前就上了死亡名单。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南沉默良久,道“假设,镇国战神是幕后黑手。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “什么?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                红妆下意识瞪大眼睛。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “去查。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “明白!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                不断起伏的胸膛,表明红妆内心的不平静。m.cdxs.Cc
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她不敢想象,如果镇国战神有问题,会是多可怕的事情。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                但既然徐南已经这么说了,那么无论如何,她会竭尽全力,去找出真相。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                哪怕这真相再残酷,再让人无法接受。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                红妆离开后,徐南独自去看躺着的安安,在那本该属于他和秦妃月的婚房。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                不敢多看安安沉睡的模样,徐南再度从丹药上刮下一些粉末,调制出特殊的液体,将粉末倒了进去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                而后,他拿起杯子,直接喝下,盘膝闭目。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                时间一点一滴的流逝。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                直到五分钟过去,徐南睁开眼。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                走到床边,徐南拿着丹药,捏开安安的嘴巴,小心将丹药放了进去,以温水送服。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他在安安喉咙上点了一下,这丹药就被安安吞进了肚子。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南挽起安安手臂衣服,看到已经蔓延到手弯的红线,死死盯着,呼吸凌乱。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                十分钟过去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                二十分钟……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                半小时……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                五十分钟……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一小时……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                两小时……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                五个小时……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                八个小时……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一夜时间,缓慢得如同一个世纪。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                当朝晖透过窗,洒落在安安身上,将她映衬得如同洋娃娃。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南盯了一晚上的眼眸,瞳孔收缩。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                停止的红线,继续了开始蔓延。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                丹药有用。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                但,并不是解药,而是遏制。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                遏制红线继续蔓延!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                而持续时间,十二小时!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叮咚。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南的手机响了一声。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一条未读信息。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “药效应该过了吧?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南的目光透着疯狂。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                滴滴滴……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                手机响了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南立刻按下接听键,放在耳边。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                经过特殊处理过的声音传了过来“杀了龙铅华,我给你解药。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南毫不掩饰自己语气中的怨毒和仇恨“别让我找到你,否则我会让你长命百岁!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “哈哈哈,等你找到我再说。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                哪怕是特殊处理过,听不出情绪的声音,依旧掩饰不住电话里那人的得意和嚣张。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “我凭什么信你?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你没有选择的权利,只能信我!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                嘟嘟嘟……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                电话挂断了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南放下手机,侧头,无尽眷恋的看了一眼昏睡的安安,转身,大步走出房间。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                阳光下,那张俊逸的脸,淡漠得让人心寒。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “南爷。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                安如山就在门外候着,显得有些疲惫。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “说。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                安如山苦涩道“化验不出……”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “废物,滚。”徐南厉喝。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                安如山颤了颤,深深鞠躬行礼,落寞而去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “小北,你嫂子还是不愿意见我吗?”徐南看向一旁的徐北。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐北咬着嘴唇没回应。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “不想理我就不理吧,我走了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “哥,你去哪?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南脚步一顿,而后继续迈步,冰冷的声音传来“不该问的事情,别问!”

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