Starting from you are my glory

With a confused look on his face, Xiao Ming had just taken a bite of hot instant noodles when Wei Zhengrong carried him out of the police station like a chicken.

When he reacted, his first thought was to squeeze Wei Zhengrong's shriveled arm, and then punch his own massive muscles trained in the gym.

His eyes were full of disbelief, and he even wanted to lead people to close down the gym.

fraud!

"Why are you so stupid!" Wei Zhengrong was annoyed at the moment. Seeing that Xiao Ming still wanted to compare with himself, he caressed Xiao Ming's head with a gentle slap, "Take me to the hotel where Zhang Shanshan lives!"

"No, Master Wei." Xiao Ming, who now knew why he was arrested, rubbed his stomach, "I was arrested by the Army in the morning to sort out the interrogation materials. I didn't even have a bite to eat. It was so difficult to sort out the materials. Yes, I made a bowl of noodles and just took a bite!"

Xiao Ming's eyes widened and he seriously placed his right index finger in front of Wei Zhengrong, "They say the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers!"

"Don't tease me!"

"When we get to the hotel and find Zhang Shanshan, I'll treat you to breakfast. It's your choice!"

"Okay, I'm just waiting for what you say, Master Wei!" Xiao Ming happily led the way. In his mind, steamed buns, steamed buns and hot noodles appeared one by one, and he didn't know which one to eat for a while.

"Why is there no one?!"

Wei Zhengrong stared at Xiao Ming, who had already knocked on the door three or five times, with a bad tone. His sharp eyes made Xiao Ming, who had been working as a criminal police officer for almost two years, want to step back.

"Maybe he went out and is not in the room now." Xiao Ming gave his guess.

"Why don't you hurry up and ask at the front desk!" Wei Zhengrong glared, and Xiao Ming hurriedly turned around and ran downstairs to the front desk.

By the time Wei Zhengrong arrived and rushed downstairs, Xiao Ming had already confirmed with the front desk and roughly knew Wu Jia's whereabouts and specific departure time through the hotel's cameras. He would then call colleagues in the bureau to help pass the city's surveillance Get screened.

"You'll know where he went right away."

Xiao Ming reported his entire process and plan to Wei Zhengrong, who was silent. He dared to vouch for it, and his reporting attitude was better than reporting to the Army!

After all, Wei Zhengrong's aura is so intimidating. Just standing there without saying anything will make your brain spin wildly, racking your brains to think of anything you didn't consider or missed.

"Very good." Wei Zhengrong nodded, "Which direction is he going?"

"Oh, I turned left when I went out and got into a taxi." Xiao Ming ran to the door of the hotel and repeated: "The license plate camera captured it very clearly. It has been fed back to the bureau. I believe there will be a reply soon."

Just as he was talking, Xiao Ming's cell phone rang. Colleagues checking surveillance in the background had found Wu Jia's current location.

"In the Internet cafe in front of the old bus station!"

After getting the exact news, Wei Zhengrong hailed a taxi directly. Without waiting for Xiao Ming to get in, he asked the driver to step on the accelerator and headed straight to the old bus station.

"Master Wei!" Xiao Ming, who had just hung up his phone and failed to get into the car, shouted from behind: "Breakfast!"

"You still owe me breakfast!"

Yiqi Juechen didn't know whether he heard it or not.

Fifteen minutes later, at the entrance of the Internet cafe next to the old bus station, Wei Zhengrong paid the fare, habitually looked at the appearance of the Internet cafe, and then walked straight in.

What a strong smell of smoke!

It was hard to see at the door, but when he entered the Internet cafe, the smell of smoke that hit his face made Wei Zhengrong frown. Apart from anything else, there were so many smokers, which was not good for Wei Zhengrong's senses.

There are so many Internet cafes in the city, but not every one is like this one, and it is located in front of the old bus station. What kind of boundary is this?

Compared with the prosperous city center and the urban areas surrounding the center, old bus stations are old, dilapidated, dilapidated, and places with a high degree of complexity among the floating population. Such places are generally areas prone to crimes such as theft.

Just like the old town 11 years ago!

Why does Shanshan come to this place to surf the Internet?

What is his purpose online?

While searching and thinking, Wei Zhengrong still didn't think of the reason until he found Zhang Shanshan on the second floor.

At this moment, Wu Jia was frantically coding symbols that Wei Zhengrong couldn't understand. He was so focused that he didn't notice anyone approaching.

There were no cigarettes, only a bottle of purified water, and a plastic bag in the ashtray. Judging from the mixed paper bags inside, it must have been breakfast bought on the way.

After observing Wu Jia from behind, he came to a conclusion that made him relieved. Although he still didn't know why he chose this place, for now, there was nothing special to pay attention to.

"Shanshan."

When Wei Zhengrong heard the sound coming from his throat, he felt a little hoarse and his throat was tight. Wei Zhengrong hurriedly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. It must have been the smell of cigarette smoke on the first floor just now!

It’s definitely not because I’m nervous!

After feeling the muscles around his throat relax, Wei Zhengrong shouted again.

"Shanshan."

Wu Jia's fingers that were flying on the keyboard suddenly stopped, he took off his headphones, and sighed as he stood up.

"Guard officer."

"My name is Wu Jia."

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

After saying three sentences, Wu Jia was already looking at Wei Zhengrong face to face.

like ah!

Looking at those tired eyes, Wei Zhengrong suddenly thought of Bai Xiaofu smiling at him in the NTU laboratory 11 years ago. The temperature was suitable that day. . .

"Guard officer?"

Wu Jia's call interrupted Wei Zhengrong's recollection and brought him back to his senses.

"what?"

"Oh, Shan..." He was about to say the customary name. Looking at the eyes of the child in front of him, Wei Zhengrong complied and changed his words: "Wu Jia."

"It's me, Officer Wei, what do you want from me?"

"Is there anything else you need me to cooperate with?"

Wei Zhengrong did not answer the question. Instead, he approached the computer screen with interest and clicked on the code on the screen.

"What is this?"

"I don't understand it at all."

"Code." Wu Jia thought for a while and then added: "You can understand that because of the existence of code, the system can run according to people's wishes."

"High technology." Wei Zhengrong complimented him, but he didn't know whether he really understood it or simply didn't want Wu Jia's explanation to fail.

"You write this, code."

“What do you write code for?”

"Make money." Because Wei Zhengrong came closer, Wu Jia could only move to the side, "Didn't Director Huo tell you?"

"I quit my job a few months ago and now I make money writing code for others online."

"I went to buy a shop this morning, and I used the money I earned from writing code."

"I'm going to write for a while and earn some money for decoration. I'm going to sell flowers there."

"Selling flowers? What a great idea." When Wei Zhengrong heard Wu Jia's future plans, he nodded happily and said, "Flowers are very soothing."

"Where is the facade you bought?"

"Tell me, when you open your business, I will buy some pots of flowers and plants and take them back to raise them!"

"Officer Wei." As Wei Zhengrong spoke, he moved closer to Wu Jia. Wu Jia frowned and stepped back. He could just get off the plane and leave, so he had to interrupt: "You haven't said anything yet, come on. Why are you looking for me?"

silence.

Wei Zhengrong originally thought about taking Wu Jia directly to Nanda Hospital. He had asked a friend to register a psychological expert there last night. However, now that he is aware of the gap and alienation between Wu Jia and him, he still thinks about it. It's better to tell the truth.

After all, Xingzhi said yesterday that any stimulus may cause an avalanche.

Can't bet!

"I made a call for you at Nanda Hospital."

Wei Zhengrong tried his best to keep his voice as calm as possible, observing Wu Jia's expression as he spoke, ready to stop the topic at any time and prevent possible problems.

"Psychological."

Wu Jia's brows furrowed. This reaction made Wei Zhengrong's heart immediately rise, but seeing that he made no next move, he had no choice but to continue.

"I want to take you to see it."

silence.

Now that the initiative was in Wu Jia's hands, Wei Zhengrong could only suppress his inner anxiety and wait for Wu Jia's answer.

"excuse me."

"what?"

Does this mean rejection?

Wei Zhengrong subconsciously gave up his position and was frantically organizing his words in his mind, trying to persuade Wu Jia again.

"I'm getting off the plane."

"Ah?" What does this mean? Wei Zhengrong stood there stupidly, watching Wu Jia save the document and click the exit button on the computer desktop.

"Let's go." They were almost at the top of the stairs. Seeing that Wei Zhengrong hadn't followed, Wu Jia had to turn around and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to take me to the hospital?"

"Oh!" Wei Zhengrong, who finally reacted, trotted after him.

"You want to ask me why I agreed to go to the hospital?" At the door of the Internet cafe, Wu Jia stretched out his hand to call a taxi. He noticed that Wei Zhengrong beside him was hesitant to speak, so he had to take the initiative to explain.

"I was planning on going to the hospital."

"In my situation, I'm not sure if I rely on myself alone."

"Yes, yes!" This explanation was highly appreciated by Wei Zhengrong, who said with a smile on his face: "If you are sick, you should go to the hospital!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Wu Jia, who had already put a hand on the taxi door handle, stopped moving and turned to look at him.

Oops!Wrong word!

Outdoors in the coolness of early autumn, Wei Zhengrong was sweating anxiously on his forehead, frantically thinking of what to say to make amends.

"Officer Wei." Wu Jia spoke.

"Is the account you registered for me an expert account?"

"Ah?" Wei Zhengrong's mind was completely blank now. He didn't understand the meaning of Wu Jia's words just now.

"For my disease, ordinary doctors are probably not good at it. I was planning to register before, but there was no expert number."

"Expert! Expert!!" It turned out that he had not said something wrong. Wei Zhengrong, who was panting heavily, quickly assured: "The best expert in the entire Nandu City!"

"That's good." Wu Jia nodded politely, then opened the car door and got in under Wei Zhengrong's concerned eyes.