"If you saw him again, would you recognize him?"

"Yes. He's a kid, so I admit it."

Today the investigators went to the Phoenix Fire Bar and brought many people who had a close relationship with Lai Zhengtian back to the police station.

As soon as Tan Shiming heard the news, he immediately arranged for the identification work.

Zhou Jin came to the identification room.

Drivers are identifying, row after row of people come in and go out.

Finally arrived at the fourth group, the driver pointed at snoμ and said, "Wait a minute. The first one on the left."

"Look again, are you sure?"

It was an extremely thin boy with messy and rough hair and bangs covering his eyes.He looked like he had just fought with someone, his face was still painted, his lips were slightly pursed, and he looked very rebellious.

The driver fixed his eyes, then tapped toμ again: "That's right, it's him."

Zhou Jin crossed the crowd and looked at the boy whom the driver had identified.

Toμ hair, immature face, and one eyelid is swollen.

Zhou Jin recognized him.

In the bar of Phoenix Fire, he dragged his whole body in pain, limped and ran out of the toilet, and said to her: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but you meddle in your own business, who told you to meddle in your own business..."

In front of Jiang Cheng that day, the boy who was almost cut off from snoμ.

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Tan Shiming brought Mao out for interrogation alone. In the past, he would usually bring Zhou Jin along on such occasions, but this time he ordered Xiao Zhao.

Tan Shiming said: "Aren't you ashamed enough?"

Zhou Jin took out the uniform tie, tied it around her neck to cover the scar, and tried to change Tan Shiming's mind: "Is this possible?"

Tan Shiming raised his eyebrows, stared back and asked, "What do you think?"

Zhou Jin shut up, and immediately rolled away obediently.

The night outside the window was as dark as thick ink, and the serious crime unit was brightly lit.

Zhou Jin put the packaged meal in the microwave oven, and just brought it out, a colleague passed by, took a piece of meat from her lunch box, and put it in her instant noodle bucket.

In return, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Jin.

"Rejuvenate?"

Zhou Jin originally wanted to refuse, but she felt a little uneasy, for Jiang Cheng, for "8", and for the failure of the strategy of interrogating Lai Zhengtian.

She was a little overwhelmed and couldn't restrain her craving for cigarettes.

She took it over and said, "Fire."

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, followed by Jiang Han's slightly cold voice, "Zhou Jin."

Zhou Jin lit a cigarette with the fire, and choked without x1 entering her lungs.

People in the office raised toμ to greet Jiang Han: "Professor Jiang, are you here so late?"

Jiang Hansheng responded politely: "I will deliver the meal."

There is ambiguous laughter.Zhou Jin quickly held back her cough, and quickly turned to μ to look at him.

Jiang Hansheng noticed the cigarette she was smoking between snoμ's fingers at a glance, and after a moment of silence, she came over and put the paper bag in snoμ on the desk.

"In cni?" he asked.

The colleagues on the side walked kαi wisely.

Jiang Han didn't smoke in his voice, and Zhou Jin didn't bother to c0u in front of him, so he snuffed it out and threw it into the trash.

"Why did you come here?"

Jiang Hansheng took out the insulated lunch box from the paper bag and said, "I made some more when cooking, do you want to try it?"

"You can cook?" Zhou Jin smiled in surprise.

Jiang Han admitted in a voice point to μ: "Yes."

The light reflected his face softly.No matter when and where, in the eyes of others, Jiang Hansheng has a very eye-catching handsomeness.

Zhou Jin bit her lower lip, thinking why she had such a shallow impression of Jiang Hansheng when she was a child, it really didn't make sense.

There were other people busy in the office, and Zhou Jin was not used to being with Jiang Hansheng under the gaze of others, so she proposed to take him to the dormitory where she prepared to work.

Jiang Hansheng would not refuse.

The dormitory is a two-person room, one bed is reserved for Yu Dan, and the other bed belongs to Zhou Jin.

Jiang Hansheng had never been to the home where she lived alone. This was the first time he entered Zhou Jin's living area, although there were very few traces of life here.

The bed is simply laid out, just for sleeping, not comfortable.There are two small square tables side by side under the window, Yu Dan put a potted green plant, and Zhou Jin has a glass photo frame on the table.

Zhou Jin sat down and opened the lunch box, which contained simple home-cooked dishes, but the appearance was too poor, and Zhou Jin felt hungry again.

"Thank you." Without being polite to Jiang Han, she moved her chopsticks and said, "But don't give it away next time, it's troublesome, I can do anything, don't pick."

"No trouble."

Jiang Hansheng responded casually, focusing on the photo frame.He picked it up and looked down at it. There was a group photo in the frame.

The man in the photo is wearing a neat military uniform, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. He can vaguely be seen to be three points similar to Zhou Jin. His figure is like a sharp sword, standing upright beside Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jin put her arms around his waist. She was still very young at that time, with toμ long hair, slightly raised to 8, with a pure smile and a high spirit.

Jiang Hansheng's snoμ finger stroked her smiling face for a moment, and Zhou Jin explained, "This is my brother."

Jiang Han said, "I know."

Zhou Chuan, former No. 8 sniper snoμ of the special police detachment, died in the "17" case.He was shot twice in the body at that time, one shot was injured in the waist, and he lost his ability to move; the other shot was shot in the heart, the cavity was wounded, and a Wanda wound was formed on the back, and he died on the spot.

Jiang Hansheng retracted his fingertips slightly, and remained silent for a long while.

It has been five years since Zhou Jin heard Zhou Chuan's name.

But she didn't continue to talk about her brother with Jiang Hansheng, but changed the subject in a normal way, "When you lived in Zhizi Lane, you weren't old enough, right? Remember x Zhenye."

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