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Knowing that Rong Zhao had already left work, Zhou Ye turned around and ran out the door, bumping into Bai Xudong who was carrying a large bag of takeaway.

"Team Zhou," Bai Xudong said with a smile, "my sister ordered takeaway for us, let's save a piece to eat. Fried sauce noodles, big row noodles, Hainan chicken rice, sweet and sour pork ribs rice, and braised crucian carp."

"Eat first," Zhou Ye said as he walked, "I still have something to do."

Bai Xudong turned his head: "What's the matter, so urgent?"

Zhou Ye didn't answer, and walked towards the elevator with big strides.The elevator reached the third floor, and when he was about to go in, he suddenly thought of something, stopped and turned back.

Bai Xudong was already distributing takeaways, and now he replaced Rong Zhao as the focus of the entire office, the most popular person.

"Wow, it really is my sister Qing who loves me the most, knowing that I like to eat big noodles." Fan Yao snatched a takeaway bag from Bai Xudong, and took out her mobile phone to make a call, "Mom, I won't go home for dinner Eat, work overtime today."

After hanging up the phone, Fan Yao smiled and said, "Deputy Bai, it's a good thing I'm not a man, otherwise your brother-in-law would have something to do."

"Okay, okay, can't you stop your mouth if you eat it?" Bai Xudong finished talking to Fan Yao, picked out a vegetarian rice bowl with green peppers and potatoes and handed it to Zheng Ke, and said considerately, "Holy monk, this is Your fast."

"Captain Zhou, aren't you in a hurry to go out? Why are you back?" Bai Xudong pulled a bunch of takeaways and picked out a box, "Leave a Hainanese chicken rice for you?"

"No need," Zhou Ye walked towards Rong Zhao's table, turned his head and said to everyone, "Hurry up and eat, there is a high probability that it will rain heavily tonight, and everyone is busy, except for those who are sick, those who are on a blind date, those who are married, those who have children, etc. Everyone stays."

Fan Yao came over with a large bowl of noodles, saw Zhou Ye looking for something on Rong Zhao's table, and asked, "Captain Zhou, do you need to call Brother Rong and ask him to come back?"

Zhou Ye waved his hand: "No need."

He opened the drawer and took out the nourishing stomach granule prescribed in the hospital today.As expected, Rong Zhao didn't bring any medicine, it was the mysterious delivery that distracted him, so he forgot to bring the medicine.

Zhou Ye picked up the bag, turned around and ran out of the office.

He ran to the gate of the Municipal Bureau in one breath, and saw Rong Zhao, who was dressed in black, walking into the subway station with a black backpack on his back.

Zhou Ye chased after him, and stopped Rong Zhao before he swiped his traffic card to enter the gate: "What are you doing so fast?"

Rong Zhao shook off Zhou Ye's hand on his shoulder: "Can't you go home after get off work?"

"Yes," Zhou Ye glanced at the backpack behind Rong Zhao, it was round and probably taken out of a courier box, it looked like a human head, his eyes froze, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's in your bag? "

Rong Zhao tightly grasped the strap of his backpack, and looked at Zhou Ye warily: "Personal privacy."

Zhou Ye took a step forward and approached Rong Zhao: "What privacy?"

Rong Zhao tilted his head: "Since it's privacy, of course you can't say it, if you can say it, it's still called privacy."

Zhou Ye took out a transparent evidence bag from his pocket, which contained the long black hair: "I found this in the courier box. It has been verified by the forensic doctor that it belongs to human hair."

"Why did the murderer send you the head?" Zhou Ye continued, "Since it is a head, it is an important physical evidence. Officer Rong, if you refuse to hand it over, you are not afraid of violating discipline and being kicked out of the criminal investigation team."

Rong Zhao looked down at the hair that Zhou Ye was pinching in his hands, feeling uncomfortable all over, and his tone was naturally not good: "Who told you that this is a human head."

"I can tell you clearly that the contents inside have nothing to do with the case. Can Team Zhou leave?"

Looking at Rong Zhao's flushed face, Zhou Ye seemed to understand a little bit. He approached him and whispered, "A doll?"

There is an inflatable doll on the Internet, which is said to have come from Japan and is very popular among nerds.If it weren't for the head, apart from this Zhou Ye, he couldn't think of any kind of privacy that would make Rong Zhao angry and explode at the slightest.

In order to protect Rong Zhao's privacy and not be overheard by passers-by, Zhou Ye leaned very close, almost on Rong Zhao's ear.

Rong Zhao took a step back: "You're right." He didn't even think that he could use a doll to block a sword.

Once he accepted this setting, Rong Zhao didn't feel so annoyed anymore, and he could continue to follow Zhou Ye's words: "I'm a healthy adult man without a partner. Is there any problem with online shopping?"

Zhou Ye put the physical evidence bag in front of his eyes, looked at the curly long hair inside: "You are a good doll, your hair is still made of real hair. Do you have a man's one? Send me the URL later."

Rong Zhao snatched the hair from Zhou Ye's hand and put it in his pocket.

"Why are you staring at me?" Zhou Ye met Rong Zhao's gaze, his face was not flushed and his heart was not beating. "I'm a healthy adult man without a partner. Is there any problem with online shopping?"

Rong Zhao adjusted the straps of his backpack, turned around and walked towards the subway gate.

In the blink of an eye, the backpack on his back was suddenly pulled by a strong force, Rong Zhao turned around and grabbed Zhou Ye's wrist: "What are you doing!"

"I'm sorry Rong Rong, just to be on the safe side, you have to take a look at me." Zhou Ye's words were reasonable, but Rong Zhao didn't pay the bill.

Let him open the backpack and show the contents inside, it is better to kill him.

"Hit, I'll give it to you if I can beat it." Rong Zhao turned around and walked towards the subway exit. He didn't use the escalator, and climbed the stairs slowly, just like his current mood, burning slowly.

Zhou Ye followed Rong Zhao: "The doctor said, you can't get angry."

Rong Zhao turned his head and glared at Zhou Ye, the instigator still had the guts to say so.

There is a green belt at the exit of the subway, and there is a large open space in it. Few people pass by, which is especially suitable for fighting.

Much better than the stairs in the PUC security passage.

"Click to the end, and one party wins if they control the other party." Zhou Ye rolled up his shirt cuffs and looked up at Rong Zhao. I took advantage."

Rong Zhao put the backpack on his back and said, "Just go up, why are there so many nonsense."

"It's just a doll, baby." Zhou Ye took two steps forward, quickly grabbed Rong Zhao's shoulder with his other hand, and tried to pull his backpack strap with the other hand, but was beaten off by Rong Zhao's backhand.

After a few rounds, Rong Zhao's breathing was much faster than Zhou Ye's. He was panting slightly, fine beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his face was flushed.

Zhou Ye looked at the stunning beauty in front of him with such an expression, and when he shot again, the force was obviously much softer.

It's only because the other party is too treacherous to resort to beauty tricks, how can he resist for a face-controlling person.

He also has stomach problems and is a sick beauty, which makes it even more difficult to do anything.

Rong Zhao took advantage of the moment when Zhou Ye was stunned, grabbed his shoulders tightly, and pushed him to the ground with his backhand: "You lost."

After finishing speaking, he let go, tidied up his clothes, picked up his bag and left.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he was patted on the shoulder again, Rong Zhao's patience reached the limit, he became angry, turned his head and burst into a foul language: "You fucking never stop!"

Although he has a cold temperament, he always has a sense of alienation when getting along with others. When he is unhappy or annoyed, he will have a colder demeanor and tone, and at most he will move his hands a few times.

It seems that no one or anything can really peel off this shell and walk into the depths of his heart.

This was the first time he yelled at the audience, like a hammer smashing the frozen lake, although it was broken, it revealed a more magnificent lake, sparkling in the sun.

Passers-by who were rushing to the subway after get off work heard such a roar and turned their heads to look over. The timid ones were so frightened by Rong Zhao's livid face that they didn't even dare to take another look, so they hurriedly turned their heads and left.

Zhou Ye handed over a bag of Yangwei Granules: "Nothing else, just, you didn't take the medicine, remember to take it at night."

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"Impossible, did you get it wrong?" A black Volkswagen was parked on a crooked concrete road. A young woman opened the door and turned to the driver and said, "Stop here first. Can't drive in."

The woman is a salesperson of a famous international clothing brand, and today she came to deliver a custom-made dress to a customer, she took out an order form from her bag, and read in a low voice: "Mr. Rong, No. 366, Shilian Road, Dongyu City. "

The order is correct, it is indeed here.

The female salesperson usually serves rich people, and the target address is either a villa area or a high-end apartment.

Not far away is a canteen, and behind the canteen is a shop. The shop is glowing pink. There are two women with heavy makeup standing in front of the shop. While smoking, they pull down their collars from time to time and wink at them. to passers-by.

"Brother Li, you can go in with me, I don't dare to do it alone," the female salesperson looked up at the dark sky, and then at the chaotic and dilapidated village in front of her, "I'm afraid of being robbed."

In the end, a female salesperson in a black suit and delicate makeup walked into the small road accompanied by the driver.

The stone slabs in the middle of the alley were polished to a blue light, with dark green moss crowded in the middle, and the clotheslines criss-crossed overhead were drying clothes that hadn’t been exposed to the sun all year round, dripping water.

"Oh my god," the female salesperson was holding a beautiful cardboard box, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of her hand, and was hit by a drop of water, "I'm so scared to death."

If this is in a movie, what drips down will definitely not be water, but blood.

The female salesperson dragged the driver to speed up her pace, she just wanted to deliver the dress quickly and leave this ghost place.

"Take your bags," the driver reminded the female salesperson in a low voice, "Beware of thieves."

The female salesperson nervously tugged on the strap of the bag, and she didn't dare to look at people when they passed by, for fear of being stared at and finding fault.

She looked at the corrupt environment around her, and became more and more curious about the guests she was about to face.

The voice of the guest on the phone is very pleasant, magnetic and charming.He is also very educated, just like the truly educated and rich people she has come into contact with.

Why does he live in such a place?If it's a poor family, why spend tens of thousands of dollars to order a dress that you can't eat or drink.

Finally arrived at the place, the female salesperson knocked on the door: "Mr. Rong?"

Rong Zhao's family didn't have any extra water glasses, so he handed two people a bottle of mineral water, and there were no extra polite words. He seemed polite and rusty: "Look at your clothes."

The female salesperson secretly admired the beauty of the customer, took out the dress from the box, pinched the shoulders of the dress with both hands, and asked with a smile: "Which lady would you like to try?"

The skirt hung down naturally, and the female salesperson raised her hand slightly, otherwise the fabric would be swept to the floor.It can be expected that the real owner of this dress must be very tall.

Rong Zhao took the dress, touched a delicate bow on the back waist of the dress with his fingers, and said softly, "That's it, thank you for your hard work."

The female salesperson looked at the customer's face, and saw a trace of emotion in his eyes that could not be described as sadness or nostalgia.

When making this dress, the designer said that it was exactly the same as the one she made a long time ago, and it was for a rich lady's birthday. Of course, the materials and tailoring are more particular than this one. , and are more expensive.

The female salesperson was also present, and when someone asked a few more questions about which famous lady in Dongyu City it was made for, the designer just shook his head, unwilling to say more.

The female salesperson took a look at the house. It was old and simple, not much different from other low-rent houses.

The only difference is a bouquet of roses stuck in a mineral water bottle on the old wooden table by the window. This is the only color in this room. It is so red that it looks extraordinarily warm against the night outside the window.

Next to the bouquet was a packet of green infusion, and next to it was a glass of steaming water.

The female salesperson smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Rong, if you need anything, or if you need to make changes later, you can contact us at any time."

The female salesperson retreated to the door, and stopped when she turned to go out.

She looked at the red dress in Rong Zhao's hand, then at the weather that was about to rain, hesitated and said, "It's not very peaceful recently."

The skirt was naturally for women, but she didn't know whether the other party was going to give it to her girlfriend or family, so she chose a compromise that was not offensive.

"You and your family should pay attention to safety and wish you a happy life."

Rong Zhao's eyes fell on the soft dress, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words, but only whispered: "Thank you."

After leaving the door, the female salesperson realized that the driver who came with her had disappeared at some point.

She turned her head and looked around, only to see it in a room next to her, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Li, it's getting dark, let's go."

Brother Li was chatting with a person in the next room, and he was chatting excitedly, then turned his head and said, "Wait for me for 10 minutes."

The female salesperson poked her head and looked inside. This room was much larger than the previous guest's. It was still a suite with another room inside.

When walking out of this village in the city, the female salesperson asked curiously: "Brother Li, who was that just now?"

"My high school classmate," Brother Li sighed with emotion, "It's very pitiful, his mother passed away very early, and his father found a stepmother for him, and the stepmother treated him badly. Where there is a stepmother, there is a stepdad. It didn't do much for him either."

"Actually, Lu Hairong had good grades in our school at that time, and he was also very smart. Every time he took the exam, he was in the top of his grade. Everyone thought he would be admitted to a prestigious university."

The female salesperson asked curiously: "What happened later, I didn't pass the exam?" Otherwise, I wouldn't be reduced to living in this kind of place.

Brother Li took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said, "The day before the college entrance examination, he was beaten up by his father for some reason. His head was broken and his arm was broken. He couldn't take the exam at all." .I didn’t repeat it later.”

Brother Li lowered his voice: "I heard that, I just heard that his father was very ruthless, and directly kicked his life. Root."

"Ah?" The female salesperson felt unbelievable, "That's a father and son. His father abolished him, doesn't it mean that he cut off his family's incense. This must be a big mistake and a big hatred."

"Hey, if you want to say that the stepmother is not good, the most important reason is that his stepmother gave birth to a young son for his father, and the incense will definitely not be broken." Brother Li took a puff of cigarette, "It's a pity for him."

The female salesperson then sighed: "It's a pity. If it weren't for the delay in the college entrance examination, he would probably have a different life now."

Li Ge: "Yeah, I saw it back then, he is different from people like us, just his temperament, you know his temperament."

The female salesperson recalled it. Indeed, he had a good temperament, gentle and refined, and looked very cultured. He also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, like a doctor or a university teacher.

A flash of lightning illuminated the dark alley, and the saleswoman shrank her neck, quickened her pace, and said to the driver, "Brother Li, it's going to rain, hurry up, if the serial murderer comes around It's over."

Brother Li followed up, jokingly said, "You're not wearing a red dress, what are you afraid of?"

The female salesperson leaned closer to Brother Li, pointed to her shoes, and said with a mournful face, "What if the murderer suddenly changes his sex and likes black skirts."

As soon as her words fell, the big raindrops fell, crackling on the old bluestone road.

The sound of the rain became more and more urgent, drowning everything in the world, like playing a passionate reminder.

The author has something to say: Come on, pretentious!

Zhou Ye: I always feel that someone is going to attack me who is weak, pitiful and helpless.

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