boyfriend in the fridge

After Discipline came out of the alley, he went straight back to the parking lot, opened the door and sat in.

The car was a little hot from the sun, and I felt a rush of heat as soon as I sat in it.Discipline to start the car and turn on the air conditioner in the car.

He didn't drive, just parked like this, letting the air conditioner cool down the temperature inside the car.

Turning the phone with his right hand, he lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then made a call.

On the call interface, the name of the caller - Ji Caifa was displayed.

The call was connected quickly, discipline called out "Dad", and then asked him if he still remembered the "M1" he sent him in a message more than a month ago.

Father Ji: "I remember. Why, it won't appear again now?"

Ji's father was really keen, and he realized something from a simple sentence of discipline, and the expression and tone of the phone call became serious unconsciously.

Discipline said "hmm", and then told Papa Ji about the bloody "M1" they found on the rooftop.

Discipline: "Dad, I remember seeing one of your notes when I was young, saying that 'M1' is very important...you found out later, and you scolded me. I asked you more than a month ago, and you didn't say anything, Now, don't you say it?"

Papa Ji sighed.

Discipline: "Dad, I suspect they are a murderous gang."

Ji's father was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Back then..."

Ji's father told him everything he knew about "M1".At the end, Ji's father said in a low voice: "You go home when you have time, let's go see your grandpa. Your grandpa was an opponent of that project back then."

After hanging up the phone, ten minutes had passed.The heat in the car has been dissipated by the air conditioner, and Song Buzhi has not returned yet.

His mobile phone is still in his hand.

Discipline took it out of his pocket and was about to put it on the passenger seat when suddenly the phone vibrated, and someone called—to complain.

Discipline thought for two seconds, then picked up.

"Hey."

"Brother Ji, let me tell you... isn't that the voice of Brother Ji?"

"I am discipline."

"Oh...Hello, Team Ji..." Chang Fei was a little confused, why did his elder brother Ji have his cell phone in Ji's hands, if it was late at night, he might be thinking about something by now.

"Is there something wrong? I'll tell him."

Chang Fei: "No, there's no need...it's nothing to do. See you, Team Ji."

After hanging up the phone, Discipline was suddenly curious about what the note Song Buzhi had given him, so he used his mobile phone to make a call.

A few seconds later, Song Buzhi's phone vibrated again.

However, discipline watched the words jumping on the screen and fell silent.

——When Song Buzhi came back, he felt that he could have a beating.

Although waiting for someone, the progress of the case cannot be let go.

"Team Ji, Qian Xiong has a son and a daughter. The son is still in high school, but the daughter has already married and moved to the next village. Xiaojin and I found that the handwriting of Qian Xiong's son-in-law's younger brother was similar to the handwriting on the blood letter. Bring it back for handwriting identification."

"Ji team, Lu Haocai's father said that he didn't know what Lu Haocai was doing. They hadn't contacted each other for almost ten years, and Lu Haocai would not go back during the Chinese New Year."

"Boss, Xiao Lan insists that she is single and has no love life. But I mentioned Lu Haocai and Ma Yu to her respectively, hehe, I found out the flaw! Xiao Lan likes Ma Yu, I reckon this girl is secretly with Ma Yu It’s about dating. And Xiao Lan didn’t have an alibi during that time period, and Ma Yu didn’t have an alibi either. I guess they were together at the time. But it’s very strange, no matter whether I knocked or sidetracked, Xiao Lan refused to admit it. ..."

"Old Ji, the provincial government has come up with a result..."

……

After listening to the reports one by one, and giving orders one by one, Discipline rubbed his eyebrows, Song Buzhi has not come back yet.

Just then, Discipline received another call——

Ou Chunlin and Wang Fugui had a quarrel, and the quarrel reached the city bureau.

Even if it takes about ten minutes to drive back to the city bureau from here, the discipline let the police caller deal with it first, and after thinking for a few seconds, he shook Song Buzhi's cell phone, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards the city bureau.

——His team members have gone out to investigate and investigate, and they will not be able to return for a while.Only he is the most convenient.

——Both Ou Chunlin and Wang Fugui are indirectly related to the murder case, so they cannot be ignored.

From the corner of the eye, I looked back from the rear mirror, and the place where I parked just now was no longer visible.Discipline pursed his lips, thinking to himself, no, he must install a locator on Song Buzhi in the future.

Otherwise, like now, without a mobile phone, he wouldn't even know where Song Buzhi was.

But this premise must be that Song Buzhi trusts him, has a showdown with him, and is willing to use his ability in front of him.

It is more appropriate to install a locator on him only after he has used his ability.

——His ability cannot be used with a mobile phone, so it should not be used with other devices.

Discipline returned to the city bureau as quickly as possible, and sure enough, he saw Ou Chunlin on the ground and Wang Fugui standing in the reception room.

Ou Chunlin and Wang Fugui were still arguing, and a small policeman looked helplessly at the discipline who came in.

Discipline nodded to him, and then slapped the door hard with his right hand, making a "bang bang" sound.

The sudden sound shocked the two people who were arguing, and they both turned their heads in unison.

Immediately afterwards, Ou Chunlin quickly got up from the ground as if seeing a relative, rushed to Discipline, and grabbed... the doorknob.

Discipline dodged to the side, dodging Ou Chunlin's "throwing in his arms".

Discipline frowned, his face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "What are you doing? Sit down. Talk to them one by one."

I thought I would grab Discipline's arm to complain and complain, but I didn't expect Ou Chunlin who grabbed a doorknob to be stunned, and even forgot to cry, until he heard Discipline's cold voice, he suddenly remembered , this policeman's aura is unusual, it's not easy to mess with...

He withdrew his hand resentfully, then took a careful look at discipline, then quickly walked to the chair and sat down.

When Wang Fugui saw Discipline coming, he wanted to complain, but he was also frightened by Discipline's cold and powerful aura, so he immediately pulled away his chair.

Discipline swept their faces one by one blankly: "Ou Chunlin, you go first."

Hearing this, Ou Chunlin immediately burst into tears: "Comrade policeman, you have to help me decide! My son is fine! Why did something happen when he became a bodyguard with this person! This is definitely because he has caused my son to suffer !"

Wang Fugui immediately gave a "bah" sound: "What a fool? How do I know who killed your son? I still think that your son has implicated me! If it weren't for your son, would I have entered the police station several times? Comrade policeman, judge me! I originally listened to your orders, stayed at home, and assisted you in the investigation at any time, but this old rascal came here to quarrel with me. I have no choice but to fuck you The Public Security Bureau is looking for help..."

Ou Chunlin slapped his thigh and was furious: "If it wasn't you, my son would die? Who knows if you offended someone? I think you will be the next one to die! I tell you, you old man, you have to pay for it today. My son, either lose money, or don't even think about leaving!"

Wang Fugui: "Damn it, you're an old bastard!..."

There was another loud bang, and the two who were about to quarrel again were startled, their bodies shook at the same time, and they turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

Discipline is leaning against the desk next to him, with his left hand resting on a thick book.The cover of the book was still trembling, telling how thrilling the scene was just now.

Ou Chunlin swallowed, and carefully moved his eyes away from the book that seemed to weigh a thousand catties—with the sound just now, how hard did the police officer slap the book on the table!If this was photographed on a person... Ou Chunlin hurriedly showed a miserable expression, lowered his posture and voice: "Comrade policeman, my son... woo woo woo, it's really too miserable... He's just...he's still so young..."

Discipline shook the hand hanging on the right side, and the veins on his forehead were almost suppressed. He asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything else to say!"

Although I didn't hear a few words, I probably understood the matter.Ou Chunlin knew from nowhere that Ou Jie was working as a bodyguard for Wang Fugui, and also found out about Wang Fugui's address, so he ran to make trouble, demanding that Wang Fugui either return his son or lose money.According to Ou Chunlin's piss, he must be trying to swindle a sum of money.

Naturally, Wang Fugui didn't give it to him, he was also a domineering person, so the two started arguing, and finally it came to the city bureau.

Ou Chunlin was bullying and afraid of the tough, but he was fearless for money, so he said bravely: "There is more! Comrade policeman, he must have something to do with my son's death, you have to arrest him! Then let him pay me some money! My son is so young, so he still has at least a few decades to live, right? Then he must pay me for the money for these decades!"

After discipline quickly dealt with these two people, and was about to go out again, he saw a taxi parked at the gate of the Municipal Bureau, and a tall figure got out of the car, then walked towards the guard's office like a walk, opened the door and said something.

Discipline lowered the car window and called him: "Song Buzhi."

Song Buzhi seemed to be frightened by something, startled, and then immediately turned his head, showing a faint smile: "Ji team——"

His ending sound was a bit long, and when Discipline raised his eyebrows, he saw him walking over happily, and looked down at him: "——Are you rich?"

Discipline helped Song Buzhi pay the fare, and then carried him back to the office.

The disciplinary office faces south, with warm sunlight streaming in from the windows.Song Buzhi sighed contentedly, then moved a chair over, sat down gracefully, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, half-closed his eyes, and seemed to be enjoying himself very much.

Discipline leaned against the wall and stared at him quietly for a few seconds. He was suddenly surprised to find that Song Buzhi seemed to be enjoying himself, but on the other hand he seemed to be enduring something. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his hands were twisted together like a cross mouth, the left hand wants him to go left, and the right hand wants him to go right.

"Damn..." After a while, Song Buzhi cursed in a low voice, stood up abruptly, jumped away from the window, and walked into the shadow.But after a while, he sat back on the chair again.

It's crazy!This orange cat wants to bask in the sun desperately!

Sun sun!

Is the sun so good? !

Song Buzhi, who by nature only wanted to stay away from the sun, couldn't feel the warmth of the sun, and only regretted why he was attached to such a cat.

After a while, his skin felt hot, Song Buzhi weakly opened his eyes, looked at Discipline, and asked weakly, "Can you tie me to a cool place?"

——Later, after Song Buzhi and Discipline were together, recalling the scene today, he was very confused. How could he come to the Municipal Bureau and say such words to Discipline naturally?Obviously he can go home directly, and wait for three hours for the aftereffects to disappear before looking for discipline.Or he can be attached to another object directly, and change to a character that won't make him so painful.

——Through his more than 20 years of experimentation, he discovered that the ability he possessed, as long as he used it three times in a row, the next time it would take 24 hours to use it.

——But in the recent period, he is only doing it for the second time now!It can be used again immediately!

However, at this moment, Song Buzhi just didn't expect it.His first instinct was to ask discipline to force him to take him to a shady place, tie him up, and get through the three hours.

Otherwise, three hours in the sun... Song Buzhi felt that he was going to die for half his life.

Discipline raised his eyebrows, walked over, thought for a moment, touched Song Buzhi's face, it was warm and comfortable.But this temperature seemed a bit unbearable for Song Buzhi.

Song Buzhi looked up at him, bit his lower lip, the pleading in his eyes was obvious.

I don't know if it's because the orange cat possessed can't get enough to eat every meal. Now Song Buzhi feels very hungry, so hungry that he can't get a little bit of energy, and even his usually strong willpower seems to be swallowed by hunger , he had the illusion that if no one helped him, he couldn't live without this chair.

Although he knows that Song Buzhi's words and deeds are basically not voluntary by him now, and it is absolutely impossible for Song Buzhi to show such a pitiful expression in a normal state, but discipline is still fascinated by this cute little expression, and can't help but touch him head.

Then discipline pulled him up, pulled him to his office chair, made him sit down with a clever trick, and pressed one of his shoulders with one hand to prevent him from getting up.

Song Buzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't care about the physical contact between the two at this time.

But in the next second, he asked again: "Is there any small fish?"

discipline:"……"

In the disciplinary office, not to mention the dry fish, there are no ordinary snacks.

So Discipline opened the delivery software and ordered a bunch of fish-related dishes.

Half an hour later, the disciplined office was full of aromas, such as fish with pickled cabbage, fish head with chopped pepper, fish soup with fat head, fish balls... Song Buzhi ate a piece of tender and smooth fish contentedly, and then opened his mouth.

"I followed Yaohua Community, and Lu Hao just entered the 11th floor of the 11th building. High-end community, it should be one apartment per elevator, right? You can check the information of the residents, right?"

"I was going to climb up the wall to see it, but oh, 11th floor, it's a bit high, so I gave up. Then I hid in the bushes and waited to see if someone would come down... ok , no one came down, it was too hot and I came back."

"The pickled cabbage fish here is pretty good, please send me the name of the shop later—by the way, you checked, where does Lu Hao live?"

Half an hour later, Ji Ji and Song Buzhi came to a certain residential area two streets away from Hi Show KTV.

Discipline turned off the fire and turned to look at him: "It's hot outside, don't go down."

Song Buzhi nodded.

Although it was very hot sitting in the car and basking in the sun, the air conditioner was turned on in the car, which made it much better.It's just that he is still a little depressed now.

Fortunately, I am not hungry anymore.he thinks.

But Captain Ji, you better go...he thought again.

Although this orange cat is a stray cat, it is not afraid of people, and even longs to be touched by humans.

...When I was still in the office, it was too embarrassing.

At that time, Song Buzhi ate fish to his heart's content, very happy, and then... rubbed his head against Discipline's shoulder.

Discipline was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled, then touched his head, pinched his earlobe...

Shame, shame.

Song Buzhi despised his behavior very much.

Discipline got out of the car, looked for the community property, and came back after asking some questions.

"So fast?" Song Buzhi was surprised, "You didn't go in?"

Discipline smiled slightly: "Trespassing the house illegally? No."

Song Buzhi: "Then why are we here?"

Discipline started the car and said, "Lu Haocai's house here is rented. He came here three years ago, and the rent is paid every year without delay. But he seems to not live here for a month or two every year."

Hearing this, Song Buzhi's first reaction was——

"His job allows him to take such a long vacation?"

"Lu Haocai has been working as the internal security of Hexiu KTV since October last year." Discipline recalled Lu Haocai's information in his mind, paused, and then said, "He didn't do each job for a full year. Sometimes I resigned in August and September, and sometimes I resigned in February and March.”

Song Buzhi was puzzled: "What is this for? Resign once a year? Then he can still pay the rent?"

Although this neighborhood is not very good, it is in the urban area after all, and the monthly rent is not much cheaper...

Song Buzhi couldn't figure it out, so he raised his hand and tapped his head—the aftereffects slowed down his brain.

Discipline held his hand, rubbed his thumb against his crotch, and said, "Let's rest for a while."

Song Buzhi's heart softened, and he almost rubbed his head against Discipline's shoulder again.Fortunately, the air-conditioning in the car was sufficient, so I restrained my impulse.

"We didn't find any content about Lu Haocai in our system, which means that he has never committed a crime before, or—" Disciplinary drove the car away from the community, and said while driving, "I think he has committed a crime, but there is no been caught."

Song Buzhi leaned on the back of the chair and murmured: "He still has accomplices..."

The orange cat's head is obviously not that big, and Song Buzhi can't think anymore.He pressed his temples, closed his eyes and rested.

Then fell asleep.

After waking up, Song Buzhi felt comfortable in the sun for the first time.

"Well," he stretched lazily, straightened his legs, then looked left and right, and asked, "This is..."

They actually came to the small square in front of Hi Show KTV.

Discipline: "Let's go, go see the scene of 'M1'."