Twilight

Zhao Jianfei's parents live in an old residential building, because there are old colleagues and neighbors next to them, and they have been friends for many years. Although the facilities of the community are backward and the greening is not ideal, they have never been willing to move.

Their house was on the first floor. As soon as Zhao Jianfei entered the community, he saw his father watering the flowers on the balcony from afar.Zhao Jianfei walked into the corridor in three steps and two steps, and opened the door with the spare key. He walked around the room without seeing his mother, Ms. Chen Wen, and grabbed an apple from the coffee table and walked to the balcony, "Dad, where is my mother?" ?”

"I went grocery shopping."

There are many kinds of plants on the balcony, the Chinese rose is in full swing, jasmine is swaying in the wind, daphne and dendrobium are hidden in the shadows of the corner, chrysanthemums are lush and lush, and a fairy stick stands beside the green radish... Zhao Wunan I am old, and I have recently learned from other young people to grow succulents. There is a pot of buttocks, which is really eye-catching.

Zhao Jianfei didn't dare to compliment his father's mix-and-match style, so he picked up a rose flower and prepared to pull the petals to play.

Zhao Wunan slapped his back like eyes, "What's wrong?"

Police officer Xiao Zhao, who was so hot to destroy flowers, took a step back, narrowly avoiding Lao Zhao's black sand palm, put the flower in his pocket, and took a bite of the apple with a click, "I won't leave home for dinner at noon."

Zhao Wunan put down the small watering can, turned around slowly, and walked into the living room.

Zhao Jianfei followed behind and continued to babble, "Lu Yuan just called and said that she ordered a buffet and asked me to pick her up."

After hearing this, Zhao Wunan sat down on the sofa slowly, and couldn't help educating his son while making tea. Although this son was handsome and not stupid, he seemed to be not very enlightened on emotional issues. He was in his early thirties. After getting married, I finally got a girlfriend, and the old couple mobilized their relatives and friends to introduce them, "This is not the way to date, you can't let the girl take the initiative in everything, you boy, give me some snacks."

"I'm busy recently."

"Business is no excuse."

"Okay, I got it, I will pay attention to it in the future." Zhao Jianfeixu tapped the dial on Zhao Wunan's wrist, "Next time I will find a time to come here to listen to your teaching, but I can't do it today, I will be late later, Lu Yuan Happy."

Zhao Wunan pushed a cup of tea in front of Zhao Jianfei, picked up another cup himself, lowered his head and took a shallow sip, the hot steam from the tea just blurred his expression, "Yan Gu has been sacrificed for 18 years."

Zhao Jianfei's heart skipped a beat, because Lao Zhao used "sacrifice" instead of death. 18 years - 18 years ago, he was in the second grade of junior high school, in the same class as Yan Duo.

"During those years in Los Angeles, my focus was mainly on anti-drugs. In the anti-drugs team, Yan Gu was the team leader and I was his deputy. You know that Los Angeles is on the border, and those drug dealers ran on both sides, often Play peek-a-boo with us, the two of us have been cooperating very well, and the work progressed very smoothly, but when the net was finally closed, Yan Gu disappeared." Zhao Wunan said this, and suddenly there was some grief in his eyes Emotions.

"Missing?" Zhao Jianfei wanted an answer, but he didn't want it to be the truth.

As a father, Lao Zhao has always been very open-minded, but at the beginning he strongly opposed Zhao Jianfei's admission to the police academy.Later, seeing that the objection was ineffective, he reluctantly agreed, but interfered in the selection of majors and asked him to give up criminal investigation and choose technical ones. In the branch office, he dealt with trivial matters all day long. Even if he had the opportunity to be transferred to the city bureau later, he was not allowed anyway. After work, he had to call back every day to report the itinerary.

The city bureaus dealt with major cases, and the risks were higher... Zhao Jianfei guessed this way.

"Yes, it was later discovered that he was kidnapped by drug dealers who slipped through the net, because a month later, the bureau received a package with a videotape in it, and he was tortured and killed." He sighed, and said: "In the martyrs cemetery In fact, it is a tomb of clothes, and the bureau has spent a lot of effort, but still failed to recover his remains."

The sun shone on the wooden floor with a soft light, and the breeze brought the fragrance of flowers on the balcony. Old Zhao’s words confirmed Zhao Jianfei’s guess. In midsummer, he suddenly felt cold all over his body. Obviously, the drug dealers sent the torture video to The police station was there to intimidate and retaliate. As Yan Gu's blood relative, did Yan Duo also receive anything?Zhao Jianfei didn't dare to think about it.

"Then, the drug dealer who slipped through the net, was he caught later?"

"No, that person was very arrogant. He even left a sideways shot of himself in the video, but then it seemed as if the world had evaporated, and he was never found again. The bureau was afraid that they would retaliate against other people, so after the incident happened Arrange for us to go out to study, and later, transfer all the main personnel involved in the case."

Zhao Jianfei: "Is that drug dealer still wanted?"

Zhao Wunan: "Of course, his information has already been entered into the database. Over the years, Skynet has begun to take effect, but it has not tracked his whereabouts yet."

Zhao Jianfei's hand holding the cup was a little stiff, "Can I watch that video?"

Zhao Wunan looked at Zhao Jianfei solemnly for a while, then nodded slowly, "Yesterday you said that Xiaoduo lived opposite you, that child, is he okay now?"

Zhao Jianfei somehow recalled Yan Duo's pained expression squatting in the rain with his stomach covered that day, sighed inaudibly, and said dumbly, "He...is not bad or not."

(change)

Huang Wenxuan and Yan Duo have lost contact for more than a week, and his guessing game is still a mess, without a clue.

"I haven't been able to contact him." Huang Wenxuan finally couldn't hold back and called Yang Chu.

"Oh." Yang Chu was nestling on the sofa watching Gongdou drama with his tablet in his arms, and responded calmly.

"Do you think something will happen to him?" Huang Wenxuan fiddled with the pages of the book, and the hard paper was rattled by him.

"Fuck, how old is he, what can happen, I'll hang up if you have nothing else to do, and watch TV."

Huang Wenxuan didn't expect Yang Chu to be of any help, but he was worried and depressed, but no one could say that she was the only acquaintance in this strange land, so he asked her to complain.He casually threw the phone on the sofa, leaned back, pretended to be dead for a while, then found out the book that was stuck in the sofa cushion, and began to study hard with his head as big as a bucket.

The day after Yan Duo unilaterally decided to stop contacting, Huang Wenxuan went to the club with two dark circles under his eyes in the morning. In the evening, their team will play against the OO team at home. I couldn't help but ask with concern: "Still can't get in touch?"

Huang Wenxuan nodded lightly, "Well, I was still online a few days ago and didn't reply, and I'm completely offline these two days."

Yang Chu began to use his brain, "Who is that in our club? He has a phone number. If you are embarrassed, let me ask for you?"

"No need, I'll do it myself." Huang Wenxuan said stubbornly, pinching the long wallet in his hand.

Yang Chuyu hesitated for a moment, then asked again: "Then how is your phone number spelled? Do you want to help?"

"Need not."

Yang Chu noticed the wallet in his hand, and couldn't help complaining about his outfit, "Do you know what you look like with such a big bag?"

Huang Wenxuan showed a puzzled expression very cooperatively.

Yang Chu shook his head, and before speaking, he replaced "upstart" with "big boss".

Huang Wenxuan glanced at the glass door next to him, and didn't think there was anything wrong with his outfit. It's hot now, and if he doesn't wear a jacket, if he puts his mobile phone, wallet, and keys in his trouser pocket, the sweatpants tend to fall down. It's inconvenient in a backpack, isn't this big clip just right?As for the big boss Yang Chu mentioned, it shouldn't be considered a derogatory term.

Seeing other staff members of the team approaching one after another, Yang Chu stopped talking and said in a low voice, "Can you do the game tonight? No, let me find an excuse for you to talk to the coach?"

Huang Wenxuan glanced at Yang Chu, "I'm fine."

"That's good." Yang Chu patted him on the arm, turned around and boarded the team bus that was parked at the entrance of the club.

(change)

Tangtang originally hoped that Yan Duo would have something to do this summer vacation, so she would not have to make up her classes, so her father picked her up from the bed early in the morning to go to class. One can imagine the resentment, but she came a bit early, and Yan Duo was still there. eating breakfast.

Tangtang was hooked by the scent, and couldn't help but stepped forward to watch, "Did you make it yourself?"

Zhao Jianfei sent it early in the morning.

Yan Duo said vaguely: "Well, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, I'll make you some more."

Tangtang glanced sharply at the food bag in the trash can, and didn't pierce it on the spot, saving enough face for Yan Duo. After hehe, he said, "I've eaten it, Mr. Yan, eat it slowly by yourself." He walked to the living room with his schoolbag.

Because it was still early, Yan Duo read the e-book on his mobile phone while chewing slowly. A certain software suddenly pushed a piece of football news. Tonight, the XX team will play against the OO team at home in Gongti. Yan Duo's fingers were stiff After a while, he clicked the fork on the back.

Tangtang poured water and passed by, seeing him playing with his mobile phone, he couldn't help but stop and gossip, "Ms. Yan, how are you doing?"

"what?"

Tangtang winked and said, "It's just the voice that day."

Yan Duo put down his phone and asked solemnly, "Is it because there is too little homework recently?"

Tangtang rolled his eyes, and the speed of light disappeared from his eyes.

However, inspired by Tangtang, Yan Duo couldn't help but clicked on Weibo, searched the official blog of the XX team, and after pulling down a few items, he found a group photo of the team's locker room after the last game. He clicked on the picture to enlarge it, and drank a sip of soy milk, "The editor is so conscientious, the high-definition picture was put up." He thought to himself, feeling very appetizing, so he clicked save and saved the picture in the phone album.

Just be a screen-licking fan, he thought a little sadly!

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I forgot to mention that at present domestic clubs don't buy goalkeepers, maybe it is the Football Association's regulations?I don't know too well, so just read the setting of the team in the article, don't apply it to reality, and don't take it seriously.