boyfriend in the fridge

Before Discipline left, Song Buzhi was asked to continue to sleep, but Song Buzhi couldn't sleep anymore.

The young man's handsome face was still flashing in front of his eyes, but in the next second it turned into a distorted face of a dead man.

He closed his eyes tightly, his face was pale, there was a winding scar on his right cheek, and the corner of his mouth was pressed hard into a twisted arc, as if he was biting some kind of unspeakable pain.Suddenly, blood flowed from his head, one by one, and slowly flowed onto his face, dark red and sticky...

Song Buzhi opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the clothes on his left chest in pain, and gasped heavily.

There was a wet touch on his arm, Song Buzhi looked down, Jin Dafa's small body was clinging to the edge of the sofa, and his black bean-like eyes looked at him worriedly.

Song Buzhi smiled weakly, raised his hand and stroked its head: "I'm fine."

Dafa's body was hot, but Song Buzhi couldn't bear its approach.It's just that I can touch it at most, but I don't often hug it.

Song Buzhi stared at the ceiling, carefully recalling the scene he saw last night.

He approached from the rear of the car and called the police after confirming that someone inside was dead.After the police came and opened the door, he saw that the left hand of the deceased was in a strange position—as if he was about to press something.

At that time, was someone chasing him?

But it's very strange, if someone is chasing him, after he ran into the car, why didn't he start the car first, instead lock the door first?

Song Buzhi thought to himself, if there is such a person chasing him, then he got into a car, he must have started the car first, and then escaped from that person.

Thinking about it, Song Buzhi began to regret and blame himself again. Before calling the police, he clearly saw the painful and distorted expression of the man in the car, why didn't he recognize him.

why.

Could it be that he has already forgotten Oujie's appearance after only seeing him for seven years?

Song Buzhi lay on the sofa for a long time, so long that he was still lying down when he came back from get off work.

Chang Fei was startled when he saw the pale Song Buzhi on the sofa, and hurried over to pat his head: "What's the matter?"

Song Buzhi's forehead was not hot, but rather cold.

Chang Fei took off his coat and threw it on the single sofa on the other side, saying, "Although the weather is getting warmer now, it's still a bit chilly, brother Ji, you'll catch a cold if you just lie down like this."

After all, he got up and turned on the air conditioner.

Song Buzhi watched his movements, but didn't respond.

Chang Fei sat back in front of him and asked seriously, "Brother Ji, what's wrong with you?"

When Jin Dafa next to him saw Chang Fei coming back, he rushed forward enthusiastically, looked at Song Buzhi like him, and let out a worried "woo".

Song Buzhi saw the big and small, a person and a dog staring at him together, twitched the corners of his lips, and said, "It's nothing, just a murder case happened last night when we were walking the big hair."

"Murder?" Chang Fei is particularly sensitive to this word now.

Song Buzhi moved his jaw very lightly: "Well, a young man died in a car."

It is very hard to believe that seeing a murder case can make Song Buzhi look so wrong.Gao Bin's incident didn't have such an obvious impact on him.So he asked, "What else happened?"

Song Buzhi's expression was very light, as if there was a layer of fog, and his light voice came out of the fog: "He was with me until he was 11 years old."

Chang Fei thought about it, and immediately understood, and said in a low voice, "Are you taken away by adoption after you turned 11?"

"No, he was taken back by his biological father."

Chang Fei didn't know what to say for a moment, he opened his mouth, feeling that all words were useless to Song Buzhi.

Although Song Buzhi looks lazy, he knows what he wants to do and what he wants to do. Negative emotions are always temporary for him.

Song Buzhi turned his head and looked at the briefcase that Chang Fei casually threw on the coffee table.The briefcase was bulging, and there was a lot of information inside."A new case?" he asked.

Seeing that he was talking about something else, Chang Fei quickly continued, "Well, it's a rape case. The court filed the case two days ago."

Speaking of this, Chang Fei has a lot of bitterness to vomit: "Originally the lawyer for this case belonged to another firm, and the client entrusted him with all the stages. But after the investigation stage, the client was arrested by the procuratorate. He was very angry and wanted to Changed lawyers. But they changed back and forth, and the stage of review and prosecution did not change, until now it was sent to the court for prosecution, and then I approached my boss, who asked my boss to defend his innocence.”

Song Buzhi: "Innocent defense..."

Chang Fei rubbed his nose and said: "The success rate of innocence defense is very low when the procuratorate approves the arrest, but the client insisted on pleading not guilty, saying that he did not commit rape. The boss took the case and went to meet the client in person. , I happened to have something to do that day, so I didn't go with you... When I came back, I told me that I was sure to defend my innocence."

"I just went to the court to copy the case file today, and I am going to work overtime to read it at night-do you still have coffee at home? I don't remember much, I will buy some more tomorrow."

Song Buzhi hardly drank coffee, so he didn't know about it, so he said casually, "I saw your boss that day."

"Ah?" Chang Fei looked blank, "When? Do you know what my boss looks like?"

Song Buzhi recalled the handsome young man he saw when he came out of the city bureau that night, and said, "Didn't I go to the city bureau a few times before Gao Bin's case was solved? After coming out of the city bureau, your boss went in, and the security guard told me that it was lawyer Hou Yisheng. I heard you complain about your boss earlier, and thought he was a middle-aged uncle, but I didn't expect him to be so young."

Chang Fei scratched his head: "Actually, the boss is quite nice...he just likes to stare at me. Brother Zhi, how can there be such a person? He has to check out my mistakes every day. This mistake is not related to work, such as I once forgot my teacup in the bathroom, and he said something to me coldly. Other colleagues did the same, but I never saw him say anything about others!"

Chang Fei complained about Hou Yisheng endlessly, Song Buzhi listened for a while, and smiled, because the grief caused by Ou Jie's death faded a little.

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That night, Chang Feijian ordered tomato and egg noodles. After Song Bozhi finished eating, he went to the Municipal Bureau.

The security guard on duty at the gate of the Municipal Bureau changed tonight. Song Buzhi told him to seek discipline, but the security guard refused.

"What's the point now, the Ji team got off work early, you can come back tomorrow during the day."

Song Buzhi didn't believe that discipline would leave work on time after the murder, so he asked the security guard to call again.

This security guard is unsmiling, he will not say no, and he is very dedicated to his duty.

At this time, a door inside the guard's office opened, and another security guard came out.

"Brother!" Song Buzhi called out loudly as if seeing a relative.

"Yo, it's you!" The security guard grinned, "Are you looking for the discipline team again?"

Song Buzhi chuckled: "Yeah, it's troublesome."

The big security guard talked to another security guard, and then called up.

"Did you lose your phone this time? Could it be that Team Ji hasn't told you your phone number yet? Hey, boy, chasing people like this is not good, it's too inefficient... Hey, is Team Ji here? A young man surnamed Song is looking for him. Oh, what's the matter—what's the matter with the discipline team, young man?"

"Chasing people... Bah, it's important, very important." Song Buzhi almost bit off his tongue.

"Hey, wait—" Suddenly, Song Buzhi had a flash of inspiration and said, "I was the reporter of the murder case last night, and I forgot to tell the Ji team one thing."

The two security guards looked like "Why didn't you say it earlier": "..."

Two or three minutes later, Song Buzhi came to the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

"You are Mr. Song, right?"

Most of the detectives in the Criminal Investigation Brigade, Song Buzhi, were familiar with him, but he didn't know the person who was talking to him.

This is a female criminal police officer. She was sitting at the desk, buried in writing, and raised her head when she heard the voice.

"Hello, I am." Song Buzhi replied.

"Ji team is in the office, you come with me."

Yu Xiaonan got up with a smile, and took him to knock on the discipline office.

After getting permission, Yu Xiaonan opened the door and let Song Buzhi in.Before leaving, Yu Xiaonan looked curiously at Song Buzhi and the discipline inside.

After closing the door again, she quickly walked back to her seat, grabbed the phone on the table, and sent a message from Thunderbolt.

Yu Xiaonan: Deputy Xia, what happened to Captain Ji and Mr. Song?I bet my 26 years of beauty, these two people are wrong!

Xia Ji: Have you seen Mr. Song?In Lao Ji's office?Tsk, your beauty is safe for the time being, there must be something wrong with them.

Yu Xiaonan: Deputy Xia, do you know the inside story?tell me tell me!

Xia Ji: Use your 26 years of beauty to observe carefully.

Yu Xiaonan: ...

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Discipline put down the autopsy report in his hand, raised his chin towards the reception sofa, and said, "Sit."

Song Buzhi didn't sit down, he went straight to Discipline's desk, put his hands on the desk, leaned his upper body in Discipline's direction, stared at Discipline's eyes with black eyes, and said slowly: " I want to know the details of Oujie's murder."

If other people dared to say this to Discipline, Discipline would definitely not even give him a look, and he would be thrown out directly.But when Song Buzhi said this, Discipline just sneered and asked, "Why?"

Song Buzhi negotiated with him calmly: "I'll help you solve this case as quickly as possible, and you don't have to rent out the house for me. You tell me the details of the case."

Discipline remains unmoved: "Without your help, I can solve the case as quickly as possible."

Song Buzhi was categorical: "With my help, the speed will only be faster. Team Ji, this is also a good thing for you, right?"

Discipline looked into his eyes.He has a delicate appearance, and even when his eyes are not smiling, he is naturally smiling, but when he talks to him in an extremely calm and irresistible manner, people subconsciously ignore his face, and all the attention is on him. I was attracted by those firm eyes.

However, Discipline shook his head and said, "Not enough."

Song Buzhi moved his hands on the table, he leaned forward even more, his hair fell to the front, and if he went a little further, it seemed that he could fall on Discipline's face.

For the first time, he ignored the heat coming from Discipline.

"Naji team, tell me, what request do you have, you tell me."

He said this rather ambiguously, with a soft and provocative ending, as if even if Discipline said "I want you to sleep with me", he would immediately agree.

The corners of Discipline's mouth were still flat, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes. He said, "Be my special advisor."

Song Buzhi didn't speak quietly, just staring at him with a pair of black eyes.

After a while, he asked without emotion: "What's the specifics?"

Discipline said slowly: "Within half a year, as long as a major homicide occurs, you must unconditionally help me solve the case."

Song Buzhi let out an "oh" and twitched the corners of his lips: "Team Ji, are you going too far? Half a year? Unconditional? Why?"

Discipline smiled at him confidently: "It's just because you want to know the details of Ou Jie's killing."

"Heh!" Song Buzhi let go of the hand supporting the table, straightened his body, and squinted at him, "I don't need to ask you."

Discipline looked at him leisurely: "You can try and see if you can find what you want to know in the city bureau smoothly, or the surveillance will take pictures of you first."

Surveillance is everywhere in the city bureau.Song Buzhi gritted his teeth secretly, even if he successfully entered the criminal investigation team through possession, and then looked for relevant information on the case... But even if he possessed a smart and flexible animal, it would be inconvenient, and he would inevitably return to his human body.

The first limitation of possession is that it cannot be attached to a living person.

If the monitoring is dealt with first... Song Buzhi doesn't think he can deal with the monitoring first and then reach the office of the Criminal Investigation Brigade smoothly.

"Okay," countless thoughts turned in his mind, and finally Song Buzhi gritted his teeth and said, "Deal. But you still have to help me rent out the house."

The corner of Discipline's lips raised an arc: "Deal."