spirits in throat

It was so violent that someone held his shoulder from behind, that hand was warm and dry, with great strength, and there was an undercurrent of needles surging in the air.

With a "snap", the food plastic bag in his hand fell to the ground, Rong Zhao looked down at the osmanthus orange cake at his feet that he hadn't had time to eat, his dark eyes sank.

He was a tall man, half a head taller than him, wearing a white shirt with two buttons unbuttoned, the neckline was slightly open, exposing a small collarbone, and his body was muscular and strong.

"Why haven't I seen you before?" Zhou Ye looked at the person from top to bottom with undisguised scrutiny, and finally stopped on the other person's eyes, "New here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his arm was held backhanded, and he was thrown hard again.

Zhou Ye raised his hand to grab the opponent's wrist with lightning speed, raised him, and pressed the person against the wall with the strength of his body: "It's not good for young people to be so grumpy."

Zhou Ye took the opportunity to look at the logo embroidered on the neckline of Rong Zhao's T-shirt, which was exactly the same as that worn by the man in the rainy night video.

Director Qian from the back office at the side stepped forward: "What are you doing, Team Zhou?"

Qian Yu, in his early 40s, is the most talkative person in the entire city bureau. He is the existence that the young people in the bureau will take a detour when they see each other.

He didn't stop talking for a while: "The field expenses reported by your team last month exceeded the limit. Among them, there are three crayfish meals and two buffet meals that cannot be reported."

"And that computer of yours, I rejected the e-mail application for a new one, in response to the environmental protection slogan of the superior department, it can still be repaired." Director Qian looked into Zhou Ye's eyes, and approached Zhou Ye directly through this window of the soul. In his heart, "Why are other people's computers not broken, but yours is broken every day, and what kind of websites do you usually visit."

Zhou Ye ignored Director Qian's nagging, all his attention was on the young man in front of him.

After receiving the alarm and watching the surveillance, he wondered what the face of the strange man in black should look like in the video.

Perverts and perverted murderers are generally not very good-looking, and their appearance and temperament are somewhat distorted and dark.It makes people feel cold when they look into his eyes.

The man in front of him was obviously not.

He is thin but not weak, with delicate features, thick and long eyelashes, a pair of narrow eyes, dark pupils, a few strands of black hair on his forehead, and because of the tight corners of his lips, he looks like a cool and beautiful boy who came out of anime .

This is completely Zhou Ye's favorite item. Under normal circumstances, he would be very happy to buy the other party a drink.

Just, it's a pity.

Zhou Ye let go of Rong Zhao, but the vigilance in his eyes never relaxed for a moment.

Rong Zhao's skin is very fair, but it is a kind of sickly white that does not see the sun all year round. Few police students can be so white.

Because of this, the circled red mark on his wrist was very obvious.

Director Qian guarded the newcomers in his department behind him, pointed at Zhou Ye, and said angrily, "Captain Zhou, if you have any complaints about our internal support department, just say so. There's no need to embarrass a newcomer."

"Look, look, it's all pinched red," Director Qian turned his head and started nagging Rong Zhao, "Go back and get some ointment from the forensic doctor, and get to know the colleagues there."

"Let's forget about the forensic room." Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, with a casual expression, his eyes fixed on the deepest part of his pupils, "Mi Qiong and Zhao Tian's corpses are still there, if you scare police officer Rong Oh no."

Mi Qiong and Zhao Tian were the first two victims of the 6.12 serial rape case.

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, the new policeman in front of him heard such a vicious case, and did not show even the slightest bit of curiosity, discomfort, or excitement that a newcomer should have.

His eyes are like a calm lake.As for whether the bottom of the lake is really calm or turbulent, Zhou Ye has no way of judging.

This is exactly the same as the cold and mysterious aura exuded by the black figure in the heavy rain in the alley.

Rong Zhao was not interested in the topic of the forensic room, he rubbed his wrists, and his eyes fell on the box of orange cake lying quietly on the beige ceramic floor.

Fortunately, the packaging box is complete and does not affect consumption.

This is what he bought after rushing to the old street for half an hour early in the morning. It was his breakfast.

Just about to squat down to pick it up, the arrogant and annoying criminal police captain in front of him suddenly walked forward, stopped when he was only half a step away, and said condescendingly: "Officer Rong's complexion doesn't look very good."

As Zhou Ye moved, his black standard leather shoes stepped on something soft.

"Zi la zi la" Accompanied by the rustling sound of food plastic bags, the box of orange cakes was finally honorably sacrificed.

The white and soft glutinous rice was trampled to pieces, and the sandwiched orange jam in the middle was crushed and burst out, sticking sticky to the transparent plastic packaging box.

Totally inedible.

"What is it?" Zhou Ye looked down, then looked up at Rong Zhao, "Your?"

His calm eyes finally moved, and the unhappiness in Rong Zhao's eyes almost pierced the other's chest, he bit his lip, maybe even his back molars: "Mine."

"Isn't it just something to eat?" Zhou Ye's scalp was numb from Rong Zhao's stare, "I'll pay you how much."

Rong Zhao stretched out his hand calmly, raised his chin and looked at Zhou Ye and said, "Twenty."

Zhou Ye uttered a well-known line without even touching his pocket: "The salary will be paid next month."

Rong Zhao was not polite: "Write the IOU."

"I'll be a witness," Director Qian thoughtfully took out the paper and pen from his bag, spread the paper out, and handed the pen to Zhou Ye, "Let's write."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhou Ye took over the pen, and wrote the IOU as well as he could.

He is very proficient in this business, and everyone in the city bureau, even the uncle doorman and auntie cleaning have received his IOUs.

Zhou Ye wrote and signed his name, and handed it to Rong Zhao. He was so poor that he was full of confidence: "Isn't it just 20 yuan, even two billion, I can afford it."

Director Qian rolled his eyes: "Okay, okay, who can't brag."

Rong Zhao looked at the IOU in his hand, the handwriting was flaring with teeth and claws, and the strokes were up and down, making people wonder, what superpower did the writer rely on to recognize the words he wrote.

The originally tense atmosphere suddenly galloped away in an unusually weird direction, like a wild horse running wild.

After Rong Zhao and Director Qian left, Zhou Ye turned his head and looked at the vice-team Bai Xudong who rushed over halfway: "I saw the logo on his collar, which is the same as the one in the video. He also has a nine-point similarity in height, body shape and temperament."

"You tested him just now," Bai Xudong said worriedly, "Will you startle the snake?"

It's about Mi Qiong and Zhao Tian's corpses in the autopsy room of the forensic room.

"It's okay, we have to trust Director Qian's big mouth." Zhou Ye glanced at the direction of the back office, turned his head, and said as he walked, "Look, maybe I'm already talking to that kid about my relationship with Wu Mouse Unwarranted gossip."

Eighty percent of them would describe him as a "resentful husband" character who eats vinegar and messes around.

Bai Xudong followed Zhou Ye, but his legs were not as long as Zhou Ye's. He ran while walking: "In this case, you have been misunderstood."

"It's okay." Zhou Ye waved his hands indifferently, "If you misunderstand, you will be misunderstood. It's not the first day you were misunderstood. What's the big deal?"

"Actually, the atmosphere in our bureau is still very friendly." Director Qian led Rong Zhao to the door of the internal support office, turned to look at him and said, "Zhou Ye is not bad in nature, but he is too cheap."

"It's like last time during Chinese New Year, I drank two extra glasses of wine with my first love at the high school reunion, Zhou Ye found out when I went to work the next day, blackmailed me for a hush money, and turned around and fucked me again Lover charged a fee for clues," Director Qian opened the door of the back office, accusing him, "I knelt on the washboard all night, and my knees hurt when it rains, all of which are sequelae."

Rong Zhao hummed casually, no matter what kind of temperament that Captain Zhou is, he doesn't want to have too much contact with him.

When that person stares at you closely with scrutinizing eyes, it seems that he wants to see through the skin of the person's clothes and see into the bones of the person, making people have nowhere to hide.

"Xiao Cui, I came here very early today," Director Qian introduced Rong Zhao as he walked inside, "This is Rong Zhao, and this is Cui Lita."

Cui Lita is a girl in her early twenties with a bun and cute little freckles on her face.She put down the pancake fruit in her hand, quickly wiped her mouth with a tissue, stood up and smiled, "Hello."

The corners of her mouth were not wiped clean, causing the pancake crumbs to fall off her lips when she was talking, and there were still a few crumbs stuck to her lips.

The seam between the two front teeth was uncomfortable, Cui Lita secretly felt it with her mouth closed, she must have been stuffed with coriander.

Cui Lita maintained a superficial smile, but her heart has become mmp.

Why does she want to eat pancakes today? Why can't she eat a piece of tiramisu gracefully.

No, no matter how thick-skinned a woman is, she is willing to show her sloppy side in front of the stunning handsome man she meets for the first time.

Cui Lita wanted to travel back to half an hour ago and strangle the peddler selling pancakes and fruits at the gate of the Municipal Bureau.

She lowered her head in frustration, and began to send messages in the WeChat group: "Sisters, listen to me, listen to me, put on makeup today before entering the office."

"What's the matter, you saw the newcomer who is coming today, and he looks good?"

Cui Lita glanced at Rong Zhao secretly, and quickly typed: "It's not only good!"

"Can I use Dior 999 or Armani 405? Will it be too flamboyant, and will it be scolded by the bureau if it affects the image of the police force?"

"If you are scolded, you will be scolded. Is it important to work or a handsome guy? I advise you to figure out the primary and secondary relationship."

……

"Our department plus you have a total of seven people, five females, known as the five golden flowers in the internal office, and two males." Director Qian pointed at himself and then at Rong Zhao, "Yes, it is Me and you."

Until Rong Zhao came, Director Qian was a member of the Internal Support Department, so it doesn't need to be said after that.

Director Qian looked at the young police officer in front of him. He was really good-looking, so it was easy to think of a word "a beauty is a disaster".

Wherever this kind of person goes, it is enough to make all kinds of people have various thoughts, amazement, jealousy, possession, and destruction.

"Actually, Team Zhou didn't mean to find fault with you, really," Director Qian paused, and whispered, "You know what gay is, right? It means gay, men and men together. They also have a special The flag is as colorful as a rainbow..."

"I know," Rong Zhao interrupted Director Qian's lecture on gay knowledge, he was not interested in these, he just wanted to know why Zhou Ye was picking on him, "So?"

Director Qian was tormented by a bunch of rotten girls in the office: "Team Zhou and Forensic Doctor Wu from the Forensic Office are a pair. These two go out of their way every day. Team Zhou probably regards you as an imaginary enemy."

The author has something to say: Rong Zhao: Pay back the money.

Zhou Ye: Whether you want money or not, you need your life.Your life is yours, and you still ask me what money I want.

Rong Zhao: Is this a new type of debt evasion technique?