spirits in throat

Zhou Ye was sitting in the office, with a blank sheet of paper covered with writing and drawing spread out on the table, with circles and dots on the paper. In the end, all the cutting heads pointed at Feng Mingchen.

There are five photos on his right, Qiu Yingying, Mi Qiong, Zhao Tian, ​​He Yanyan and Bai Xiaoqing in red clothes.

The five side-by-side photos were printed out by Zhou Ye himself, and the photo of Guan Xia, the eldest daughter of the Guan family.

Zhou Ye looked at it, and switched the positions of Qiu Yingying's photo and Guan Xia's photo.

Zhou Ye's eyes fell on He Yanyan. In the 6.12 case, the three victims did not have any intersection with Lu Hairong, and they met the conditions for random crimes.

Mi Qiong and Zhao Tian have nothing to do with Feng Mingchen, the only difference is He Yanyan.

It has been found out that one month ago, He Yanyan had a cold and a fever, and had been treated by Feng Mingchen's subordinates. On the third day of the follow-up visit, He Yanyan was originally assigned to the 12th consultation room, not the 15th consultation room where Feng Mingchen was.

After being randomly assigned by the system, Feng Mingchen transferred He Yanyan to his own consultation room, approaching her deliberately,

This time was exactly the time when Bai Xudong beat Feng Mingchen.

It was almost time to get off work, and the rain was still falling outside the window. Zhou Ye called Rong Zhao into the office, poured a glass of water and handed it to him: "The forensic laboratory is testing the skin flakes extracted from suspected He Yanyan's fingernails, and there will be more soon." In the end, you stay and wait."

Rong Zhao glanced at the water glass on the table, and said in a low voice, "I don't feel well, I want to go back and rest early."

Zhou Ye walked around the desk, walked up to Rong Zhao, leaned against the table and looked at him, and said mercilessly, "You want to go out on a rainy day again?"

Rong Zhao pursed his lower lip and said nothing.

There is nothing to deny and nothing to admit.Anyway, no one will understand him, and he never expects others to understand.

Zhou Ye got up and took a step forward: "When this case is finished, I will accompany you and go to different neighborhoods every night." Looking at different scenery.

Rong Zhao didn't expect that Zhou Ye would want to go crazy with him, he raised his eyes and turned his eyes: "No need. Does Team Zhou have anything else to do? If not, I'll be off work."

Zhou Ye glanced at the time, indeed, it's time to get off work.

He looked at Rong Zhao: "I still have a few documents that need to be followed up, you can deal with them."

Rong Zhao has no right to refuse the tasks assigned by the leader.

Fortunately, the other party can't force him to stay all night, sooner or later he will be let go, Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye and nodded: "Okay."

Zhou Ye turned on his laptop and put it in front of Rong Zhao: "Just do it in my office."

Rong Zhao sat on the chair and said amidst the sound of the laptop starting up: "It seems that Team Zhou doesn't trust me."

"Where is it?" Zhou Ye took out the key to open the drawer, took out a bag of fruit candy that he had snatched earlier, put it on the table, and added some hot water to the cup, "It's delicious and delicious."

Rong Zhao saw Zhou Ye put the key in his trousers pocket, and looked at the drawer of his desk.

Rong Zhao picked up the bag of fruit candy on the table, opened the bag, picked out an orange-flavored one, and tried to open the small bag: "Stomach hurts, I can't use my strength, I can't open it."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao's pale face, guessing that he was really uncomfortable, took the candy and helped him open it, smiled and said: "Leave all this work to me in the future, I like unpacking candies the most." , Removing sugar will make me feel happy and full of sweetness."

There was a sound of "tearing", because the force was too strong, the tear was too big, and the candy flew out of the bag.Zhou Ye reached out to catch it, and the orange candy fell into his palm.

Zhou Ye expected that Rong Zhao would dislike being touched by his hand and would not eat it: "I'll eat this one, and I'll peel another one for you."

"Only this one is orange-flavored," Rong Zhao stood up, glanced at Zhou Ye's palm, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'll just eat this one."

Zhou Ye almost thought he heard it wrong, and his voice was a little soft: "You, don't you hate me?"

Rong Zhao took a step forward, looked at the candy in Zhou Ye's hand, but didn't reach out to take it.

Getting closer, Zhou Ye heard Rong Zhao's breathing, shallow but burning.The slightly open neckline was tilted to the left, revealing a dark pink bite mark on the shoulder.

Zhou Ye felt his throat dry for a while, and wanted to drink water.

He lifted his palm up, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Feed you?"

"No, I'll do it myself." Rong Zhao didn't move, he lowered his head and took the orange candy from Zhou Ye's hand.

He was careful not to touch Zhou Ye with his lips.

A warm breath rushed into his palm, Zhou Ye tried his best to control himself, so he didn't hug Rong Zhao's head when he lowered his head to eat candy from his palm, kissed his lips, and tasted that orange candy too the taste of.

Before Zhou Ye came back to his senses, Rong Zhao had already sat down with sugar in his mouth, and began to deal with the work tasks assigned by Zhou Ye, with the same calm expression as usual.

It seemed that everything that happened just now was Zhou Ye's illusion.

Zhou Ye grabbed the water that was poured for Rong Zhao on the table, and drank a glass in one gulp, but he still felt his throat was dry, and a rush of restless heat rushed up, which could not be quenched no matter what.

"You," Zhou Ye stood behind Rong Zhao, saw him skillfully operating the computer software, and said after a pause, "What do you mean?"

Rong Zhao stopped his typing hand, turned his head to look at Zhou Ye, and asked with some doubts, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Ye spread out his palm, glanced at Rong Zhao's lips, looked into his eyes and said, "You kissed me, are you responsible for me?"

"Kiss?" Rong Zhao continued to look at the computer screen, typing on the keyboard with his fingers, like a ruthless tool man, "It's just a piece of candy, team Zhou must have played too much."

Zhou Ye leaned against the table and looked at Rong Zhao. He always felt that something was wrong, and there was a sense of disobedience everywhere.Rong Rong ate candy from his palm, she didn't even dare to dream about it.

Rong Zhao's approach just now made Zhou Ye's head hot, and he was far less flexible than usual when thinking about problems.

It perfectly proves what it means to be blinded by sex.

A police officer knocked on the door and came in: "Captain Zhou, forensic doctor Wu is looking for you."

But when Zhou Ye came back, Rong Zhao was no longer in the office, and there was a key on the table.

Zhou Ye touched his trouser pocket, picked up the key on the table, and opened the drawer on the right. There was Cinderella's black high-heeled shoes, but now it was empty.

This was the first time that Zhou Ye was stolen by someone, and he succeeded.

He would eat candy from his palm with his lips, just to free up his hands to steal his keys.

Zhou Ye lowered his head and glanced at his palm that was still slightly numb, and smelled the sweet and sour taste of oranges.

In return, Zhou Ye turned around and walked out of the office, took out a spare key to open Rong Zhao's drawer.

Fan Yao, who was sitting opposite Rong Zhao's table, yelled, "Captain Zhou, Brother Rong won't let others touch his things."

"I'm not someone else." Zhou Ye took out the big bag of scar removal cream that Wu Hao gave Rong Zhao from the drawer.

Fan Yao came over, she was very curious about what was in Rong Zhao's drawer, never letting anyone see it, just like Rong Zhao was carrying a black backpack just now, Xiao Qian casually asked what was bulging in it.

Rong Zhao's face changed instantly, his cheeks were flushed, probably because he was angry.

Fan Yao asked in confusion: "Captain Zhou, why did you take away Brother Rong's medicine?"

Zhou Ye held a bag of ointment and closed Rong Zhao's drawer: "If he asks later, just say I took it and let him come to me."

Compared to stealing someone's key in a sneaky way, Zhou Ye thinks he is much more upright.

Anyway, he didn't like these boxes of scar removal cream a long time ago.

The phone rang, and Zhou Ye glanced at it and connected it. It was Wang Xiaoming.

"Captain Zhou, why can't Brother Rong get through?"

Zhou Ye stood by the office window, watching the rain that was getting heavier and heavier: "If you find anything, just tell me."

Wang Xiaoming said in the mobile phone: "Five years ago, Bai Xiaoqing secretly rented a wine cellar in a winery in the southern suburbs of the city. The time happened to be not long after she married Feng Mingchen."

Zhou Ye was waiting for the forensic DNA test report, and asked Xiao Lin to take someone to the winery overnight.

Zhou Ye turned around and dialed a number to Bai Xudong. The ring rang for a long time but no one answered it. It was only on the second call that he heard Bai Xudong's weak voice: "Captain Zhou, my sister is gone."

Bai Xudong glanced at a white towel on the ground, picked it up and smelled it: "Yes."

Bai Xiaoqing stunned Bai Xudong with a meth, and then disappeared.

Wu Hao's phone call came in at the same time: "The severed finger has been found to belong to He Yanyan, and the DNA test report of the dander in the nail has also come out, showing that the subject of the sample is a woman,"

Wu Hao continued, "I'll hand it over to the technical department now, let them compare the criminal database, and contact you as soon as they have the result."

"No need," Zhou Ye's voice was deep and deep in the night, "directly compare with Bai Xudong's."

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Rong Zhao came out of the Municipal Bureau, took the subway to the vicinity of Shilian Road, changed his clothes in a public toilet and came out.

The wind blew the umbrella to one side, and the raindrops took the opportunity to smash in, making the red dress half wet, sticking to the body like a piece of ice, making everything in this world gloomy and cold.

Three young gangsters reeking of alcohol were leaning against the eaves of a small shop, smoking, while speaking unbearable foul language.

The leader whistled and shouted frivolously, "Hi, beauty."

The others started booing, laughing obscenely: "Yo, ignore people, she is an ice beauty."

The leader felt ashamed, threw the cigarette butts in his hand on the ground, and didn't open the umbrella. After catching up with Rong Zhao, he was about to get under the umbrella, and when he smiled, he showed his yellow teeth: "Bring me an umbrella, beauty."

Rong Zhao didn't even look at him, and kicked him out.

The man rolled on the ground and was covered in muddy water. He couldn't hold back his face, and immediately became angry: "You bastard, don't be ashamed of your face."

Rong Zhao stopped, turned his head to look at the three people standing in a row, and slowly uttered a word: "Get out."

"This big beauty, she looks so good-looking, her voice is not very nice, she looks like a man." The leading gangster stepped forward, and was about to raise his hand to tease her, but was kicked away again.

The other two rushed up together, but were picked up by Rong Zhao in twos and twos. They sat on the ground and couldn't get up. When they got up, they ran away like a ghost.

Rong Zhao held the umbrella and continued to walk forward. This warm-up episode awakened all the blood in his body, and he remained vigilant, not letting go of the slightest movement around him.

Like countless rainy nights before.

After killing the people who closed the family, he had seen the faces of three of them, and there was always a chance to meet them.

Especially since he is now wearing such a red dress, even the bow on the back waist and the shoes on his feet are exactly the same as back then, they will not fail to respond to him.

Whenever they were there, he was sure to see them.

The rain at this time is not heavy, and it tends to be smaller and smaller. Even the weather forecast said that there will be no rain tonight and it will be cloudy.

He had a premonition that something must happen tonight.

Holding an umbrella, Rong Zhao walked in the rain for an hour. There were very few pedestrians on the road, and the big raindrops gradually turned into hazy filaments, and the night was shrouded in smoke like smoke.

"Wow--" A voice came from the wall, Rong Zhao turned around quickly, his muscles tensed, and his body instinctively prepared for battle.

A black cat knocked over an old flowerpot by the wall, a pair of dark green eyes shining in the darkness.

Not even a cat can make him let his guard down.Until the black cat ran past his feet and disappeared at the end of the path.

Passing by a brightly lit convenience store, Rong Zhao turned his head and took a look inside. On the ice counter of the shelves were several bowls of porridge in disposable plastic lunch boxes.

This kind of porridge is not tasty, you have to turn it in the microwave to eat it, but even that is not tasty.

It is far less delicious than freshly cooked, sweet and steamy.

Apart from oranges, Rong Zhao also likes to eat pumpkin, so pumpkin must be put in the porridge.

After eating a bowl of porridge, no matter how uncomfortable the body is, it becomes warm and comfortable.

Walking past the door of the convenience store, Rong Zhao noticed a woman walking behind him.

She was wearing a black dress, carrying a black bag, and her long ponytail was tied behind her head.

There was a tear mole under her left eye, exactly like the one he had drawn on her face.

Rong Zhao turned his head slightly, trying to pretend not to know her, but Bai Xiaoqing still recognized him, and said in an uncertain voice, "Rongrong?"

Rong Zhao nodded, he didn't know where to put his hands, he pinched the hem of the skirt a little bit at a loss, his ears turned red.

He felt that he should explain this attire, he didn't want Bai Xiaoqing to treat him as an outlier or a pervert.

The stomach-nourishing porridge she cooked for him was so delicious, it surpassed any bowl of porridge he had ever eaten.He didn't want to lose this bowl of porridge and this rare warmth.

Bai Xiaoqing noticed the embarrassment and embarrassment on Rong Zhao's face, smiled and said: "It's okay, when I was young, I often put skirts on my brother and played him as a girl."

"Your clothes are soaked through, is it cold?" Bai Xiaoqing turned her head and pointed to a nearby milk tea shop, "Wait for me here, I'll be right back."

Rong Zhao saw Bai Xiaoqing cross the road, walked to the cashier of the milk tea shop, said something to the salesperson, took the order and waited beside him, turned to look at him and smiled at him for a while, and looked at the milk tea that was being made inside .

Rong Zhao knew that at this moment he should turn around and leave, he didn't have so much time to spend here, let alone trust anyone.

Three minutes later, Bai Xiaoqing came over with two cups of milk tea, and handed one of them over: "Ask the waiter to insert the straw in. Here's the cup of red bean and coconut milk."

"Drink while it's hot." Seeing that Rong Zhao didn't move, Bai Xiaoqing passed the milk tea cup forward, smiled and said, "Take it, warm your stomach."

Rong Zhao took it, and the hands holding the cup warmed up immediately. He took a sip and tasted a soft, glutinous and sweet red bean. His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, like a bright crescent moon.