black under lights

Summer came very early this year. It was already a sunny day in May, and there was not a drop of rain for the whole month.

The gate of Kuisu Public School is already bustling with students, and there is undisguised excitement and publicity on Zhang Zhang's energetic face.

This is the summer vacation of the preparatory class of the sixth form. The end of the big exam means the end of puberty to some extent.The youthful hormones of teenagers and girls are floating in the air, as well as the fine dust visible to the naked eye when the sunlight shines into the beam of the classroom.The electric fan buzzed overhead like a machine that never sleeps.

"Do you want to study AL courses or AS?" There are enthusiastic teenagers.

"AL class is too hard, you are sharp enough to take it." There are also girls grinding their nails.

"I don't want to be in the same class with pretty boys, chasing girls is so hard." Some complained about injustice.

Anyone who reads it will boast that youth is invincible, young and carefree.Ten years of the best time in life, as if God favored.

"Pretty Boy" is the nickname given to Li Xueying by her classmates.

The young man was standing on the porch at the moment, looking at the scorching sun, he slowly pulled out a foldable black umbrella from his bag, opened it, and walked into the sun.

Only then can people see clearly that his skin is so white and shiny, like glazed white porcelain, but his hair and eyes are pitch black, which looks fake in comparison.

Don't blame others for being jealous and vomit acid, a pair of skin is a godsend, the brain is also easy to use, and you are born lucky.

However, few people know that his skin is not a gift from God, but a gift from illness.A little more than the blazing sun will cause damage to his skin.

When school was over, the heads of a large number of teenagers and girls were black and shiny in the sun, but Li Xueying was the only one holding a black umbrella, standing out from the crowd.After careful study, he felt a sense of alienation in his whole body, drifting away from the crowd.

He doesn't care about a certain street fighter who is hotly discussed by teenagers, nor does he care about girls discussing the president of an entertainment company.He seemed to be indifferent to everything, but he was indeed in the crowd, slowly walking out with the flow.

After leaving the school gate, he turned and walked towards a side alley.That path is a shortcut and blocks the sun.

Two male students followed quietly behind him.

"Liangzi, you took a shortcut again today? You are in a hurry to go home every day to find grandma and daddy, even after the exam is over. I think it would be more appropriate for you to be called Guaizi." It was Yu Hui who spoke first.The young master of a high-ranking cadre family, he is quite arrogant in public school.

"Why don't you go to sing K with us, brother Qing treats guests today, and sister is here." It was Liu Peiming who spoke again, and there are rumors that he is getting together with the new district bully Feng Qing.

Li Xueying and them were not in the same class. Since Yu Hui and Liu Peiming knew his father's position in the police station, they always tried their best to draw him into the "celebrity circle" of the group of high-ranking officials.Li Xueying is clear in her heart that not everyone is clean among the children of high-ranking cadres, such as Yu Hui and Liu Peiming, what is needed is a low-ranking person like him who can be trampled underfoot.

Grandpa Yu Hui is still in office, so it is conceivable that the chair is already hot. Although Liu Peiming is inferior to Yu Hui, he has recently embraced Feng Qing, the speaker of Kowloon, and hugged Buddha's leg.

These two, it is easy to please the gods, and it is difficult to please the gods, and neither of them can afford to offend.

Li Xueying didn't speak, and didn't even turn her head.He put away the umbrella and held it tightly in his hand.

In the narrow alley, there are piles of recycled plastic bottles on both sides. Yu Hui picked up one and threw it at Li Xueying, and Liu Peiming followed suit by picking up one and throwing it at Li Xueying.The empty bottles rang at her feet and ears, but Li Xueying still didn't stop.

"Your mother didn't tell you. Is it considered a good boy to answer when someone speaks?" A bottle smashed into the back of Li Xueying's head.

After a pause, Li Xueying finally turned around.

The figures of Yu Hui and Liu Peiming, one high and one low, blocked the alley behind him.Li Xueying's skin was already white, it looked like white porcelain in the sun, and had a clear texture in the shadows, like a fine pitted jade.

Liu Peiming thumped, thinking that it's no wonder everyone nicknamed him Pretty Boy, and his reputation was well-deserved.

A pair of pitch-black eyes stare at you, as if your soul is about to be sucked in.

"I dont go."

"Brother Qing doesn't even give you face, do you know who he is?" Yu Hui sneered, "Your father's boss still dare not touch him."

Yu Hui's family background is higher than Li Xueying's, and he claims to be a son of an official family, and he will always dominate him in everything.He is clearly a young man, but he doesn't know where he got his manners.

Li Xueying finally spoke: "Feng Qing is the talker in Kowloon City, don't have too many underlings, you can't control him. Within half a year after reaching out to Kowloon Tong, you, Yu Hui, are already trying to sell his face. Regardless of whether he leans on you Which one, ICAC will find it sooner or later."

"Aren't you mistaken, the good boy will also bring out the ICAC to bluff people." Yu Hui sneered, "Are you going today?"

The three of them stood in a stalemate, and a big drama was sung to a critical point, when a small stone flew out obliquely and hit Yu Hui on the forehead.

The sound of Teng was quite loud, and Yu Hui immediately covered his forehead and called out.Liu Peiming was still looking up, when another stone hit the side of his face, Liu Peiming covered his face in a daze, as if someone had slapped him.

Shocked and terrified, the two looked for the "assassin" everywhere, turned their heads and looked around, and finally found a person on the third-floor podium above their heads, smoking a cigarette lazily, looking downstairs with interest.

Liu Peiming is an uneducated person, he just farts a series of mouths, and Yu Hui is furious, so his lintel is not enough to be bullied by passers-by.

Li Xueying also looked up at him quietly.

The man on the podium took a deep puff of his cigarette, puffed out the clouds, and couldn't see his face clearly: "I'm sorry, I can't bear it. I came out to smoke when I was tired, the chattering downstairs is too annoying."

After all, Yu Hui was young and energetic, and pointed at Li Xueying angrily: "Why didn't you hit him?"

"I can help whoever I like, student, are you going to make trouble?" The man sneered, ignored him, took a last puff of cigarette, raised his hand, and the cigarette butt exploded into sparks at Hui's feet in a second.

Yu Hui subconsciously jumped his feet and blushed.And Liu Peiming farted even louder.

"Anyway, I'll help you out of the siege, come in and support me." This time the man raised his chin at Li Xueying, turned and went back to the room.

All the smells and decorations at the back door clearly indicate that this is a tea restaurant.

Li Xueying squinted, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he could feel the man's arrogant and provocative smile.After a moment's hesitation, he did go around the house and head for the front door.

Liu Peiming wanted to chase, but Yu Hui grabbed his arm.

"Are you going to let him go?" Liu Peiming jumped.

"Don't make trouble. Losing face is not enough, you have to lose face to be reconciled?" After all, Yu Hui knows a little better than Liu Peiming, "He seems to have some skills. You are following Feng Qing now. If you make a mistake, you have to know for yourself .”

On the other side, Li Xueying went into the tea restaurant and took a seat. She waited for a long time and didn't see the man just now. She ordered fish pond noodles and waited quietly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, fish pond noodle noodles and a cup of mandarin duck milk tea came to the table. A man came to sit opposite him, wearing the stove clothes of the back kitchen.

This time Li Xueying could see his appearance clearly.

The brows are sharp, the jaws are tough, but the tails of the eyes are drooping, giving people the illusion of gentleness.Staring at you, the whole body is perverse and restless, definitely not a kind person.

"Thank you." Li Xueying thanked her, and seeing that the man didn't answer, she lowered her head and broke off her chopsticks to eat noodles.

After taking two bites and looking up, the person opposite was still supporting the table with his chin raised slightly.

The man quietly watched Li Xueying eat the powder, and felt that this person was really a person carved with powder, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Is the family an official?" Seeing that Li Xueying had finished eating, the man asked.

Li Xueying didn't like his tone, so she tightened her hands on the chopsticks and said nothing.

"I'll help you once, how about you help me too?" the man said.

Only then did Li Xueying look at him, but her heart was slightly cold.He sincerely thanked him, and didn't want the other party to have other plans because of his different status.

"Yu Hui's father is older than me." Li Xueying said.

"Which one is Yu Hui?"

"The one you hit just now."

"Miscellaneous." The man chuckled lightly, with disdain in his eyes, Li Xueying almost thought she heard it wrong.

"You think I'm helping you because of this?" The man said again, the smile in his eyes was gone, "Liuwensan, walk slowly."

Li Xueying walked out of the tea restaurant quickly, walked to the street corner in one breath, and then stopped to take a deep breath.Looking back at the tea restaurant again, it seems that there is such a blockage in the chest, and it is not smooth.

Hesitating in place for a moment, belatedly opened the parasol and left.

After Li Xueying left, Xin Mo put away his bowls and chopsticks, and smoked a cigarette slowly on the balcony of the back kitchen.Squinting your eyes, the wind blows slowly in the back alley, which is very pleasant.

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo!" Someone called him in front of the door.

It turned out that Liu Fangfang, who delivered the food, came back and walked towards Xin Mo with his wallet in his pocket: "I have already asked Mr. Song for you, but the scope of what you are looking for is too wide. If you have specific name characteristics, maybe you can find it." Just ask. You really can't remember anything?"

Xin Mo waved his hand: "It seems to be useless work again."

"Not necessarily. You have helped Mr. Song. If you provide more information, he will try his best to find out for you." Liu Fangfang brought a horse stool and sat down beside Xin Mo.

People come and go in the world, you and I have no intersection, always say to do your best for you and others, but how many people really care about you?In the past two years, Xin Mo asked many people, but there was no news.

He couldn't find that person, and didn't know his name, but only vaguely remembered that he was a member of the official family.

Looking for a needle in a haystack.

Today's work is over, Xin Mo takes off his kitchen clothes and wants to leave, but Liu Fangfang grabs him.

"I just heard that Feng Qing is having a good time at the port tonight. It's a grand occasion. There are some young men and daughters. Maybe it's better to go there to find out more information."

Xin Mo thought about it, Feng Qing's game tonight was not the same game that Yu Hui and Liu Peiming insisted on this afternoon because of the "beautiful boy".Thinking of this, he was filled with anger, his eyes became fierce, and he spat fiercely on the ground: "Feng Qing is a dead servant. The port is so fat, what are you doing in Kowloon Tong again?"

"The hearts of the people are not enough, and the police chief will keep an eye on him sooner or later! Brother Mo, why don't you try to be the police chief, and you recruited once half a year ago. Feng Qing's old ways won't work, and we can't always carry it The watermelon knife fights with others. Come back in a few years, clean it from top to bottom, and be a big boss, wouldn’t it be a waste of time to fetch water from a bamboo basket?”

"The chief of police is worth your life?" Xin Mo said, "If you really want to mess with Feng Qing, go to O Ji, guess if I can hold the coffin of Master Qi? Killing and setting fire to the gold belt, repairing bridges and paving roads without corpses , who will be the short-lived species?"

Liu Fangfang groaned and stopped talking, sitting on the ponytail with a piece of pancake in his hand, and began to gnaw it with relish.

"But speaking of it, Feng Qing is singing K tonight. Let's go and see how big he is with all the gods." Xin Mo raised his eyes, and there was a light in the bottom of his eyes, which was fleeting.

Li Xueying has already arrived home.The house is empty, unlike before.

There is a note on the refrigerator: Brother, I have something to do at the port tonight, so don't wait for me to eat.Don't tell Dad, he's out on a mission.

"My sister..." Li Xueying frowned and looked at the note for a while, then rubbed it tightly.

My sister is most afraid of night walks on weekdays, and she hardly goes out at night when she listens to her father's words.The only times it was because a friend needed help.

Kowloon port.What Yu Hui and Liu Peiming said to him in the afternoon rang in Li Xueying's ears.

The port is some distance away from Kowloon Tong, Feng Qing is hosting a banquet at the nightclub tonight, and a mess of people are present.There must be a reason for the elder sister to go out at night, and he already guessed that, he was afraid that the reason was in Feng Qing's nightclub.

It is not known exactly why my sister went to Kowloon Pier, the phone was called and no one picked up, just in case, if it really has something to do with Feng Qing's place, things might change.

I can't inform Abba, I'm on a mission.

The more Li Xueying thought about it, the more frightened she became, she read the note in her hand again, quickly went back to the room, put her schoolbag and changed clothes, locked the door and rushed out of the apartment.

At the same time, Xin Mo on another street changed into a black jumper with the tattoos under the cuffs faintly visible.He took out a folded bone-removing knife from a drawer and hid it in his trouser pocket.

They traveled to Kowloon at the same time in two corners of the city.

The author has something to say

The background and material are different from the real timeline, and the history is not completely inherited, such as the establishment time of the ICAC and O Ji and the intensity of suppression, etc., please watch the officials for fun.

Participated in the fan-themed essay competition, friends who like it please feed the phoenix eggs and starfish, thank you very much~

Speaker: Boss

brother: younger brother

Qiye: godfather/foster father

O'Keep: Police unit targeting gangsters (triads)