spirits in throat

Rong Zhao turned his head to look at Zhou Ye, punched him with a fist, and cursed in a low voice, "Dirty things."

Zhou Ye quickly dodged and grabbed Rong Zhao's wrist, his eyes fell on his slightly flushed cheeks, with a smile on his lips: "I'm wrong about Rong Rong."

Rong Zhao freed his wrist from Zhou Ye's hand, raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Don't come back to sleep tonight."

Zhou Ye followed Rong Zhao who was going down the stairs quickly, raised his hand to hold Rong Zhao's shoulder, was thrown off by the other party, and continued to follow and said: "I don't care, you stole my first kiss, you must be responsible to me."

After finishing speaking, he touched his skinned lips: "Officer Rong, don't lift your pants to deny people."

"Are you ashamed to say that I stole your first kiss?" Rong Zhao strode ahead, not even seeing Sister Zhang who greeted him, and said in a muffled voice, "Obviously you stole mine."

Zhou Ye followed Rong Zhao, and turned to look at the reddish ear tips of the other party: "Just think that I stole it from you, and I will definitely take responsibility for you."

Having said that, Rong Zhao remembered that this was his first kiss.

He used to think about how he would domineeringly press a woman against the door and kiss him like in the movie when he was first in love.Fortunately, the woman didn't get a kiss, and was held down and kissed by a shameless man.

Walking through the alley, Zhou Ye tugged Rong Zhao's arm: "There are matching locks over there."

Rong Zhao shook off Zhou Ye's hand and strode forward.

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao's back: "Didn't you say that the key was given to me at the entrance of the alley?"

Man's mouth deceitful ghost.

On weekends, there were far fewer people on the subway than during rush hour.Zhou Ye and Rong Zhao got into the car, and there was still a seat in the car, one seat.

Zhou Ye walked over, turned to Rong Zhao and said, "Sit down."

Rong Zhao refused, looked up at Zhou Ye, raised his chin: "Sit down."

Zhou Ye was not very polite, and sat down. He didn't mind being treated as the weak side by Rong Zhao, but enjoyed the care and love of the other party.

Zhou Ye smiled at Rong Zhao, "It's still my baby who loves people."

Rong Zhao grabbed the bracelet on top of his head, looked down at Zhou Ye who was sitting on the seat, and said in a low voice, "You can play with your phone when you have nothing to do, not just chatting."

This is not home, there are many other passengers around.When Zhou Ye said the word "baby" just now, the aunt next to him heard it, causing the aunt to stare at him several times.

Zhou Ye raised his eyes to look at Rong Zhao, he was sitting, and the other was standing, feeling like he was being pushed down, no wonder Rong Zhao refused to sit.

Rong Zhao looked at the advertisements that kept flashing past the car window, while Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao's face, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Suddenly, Zhou Ye noticed a change in Rong Zhao's face. It was the expression he used to see on his face. He was vigilant, with warning written all over his body, and his aura suddenly turned cold.

Zhou Ye followed Rong Zhao's peripheral vision and saw a young girl standing three meters away from Rong Zhao who was playing with her mobile phone with her head down.

The girl was wearing a white dress, carrying a small black backpack, and wearing a very ordinary ponytail. She seemed to be playing with her mobile phone, but kept turning her head to look at Rong Zhao, with a puzzled expression on her face from time to time.

Experience and intuition told Zhou Ye that this was just an ordinary girl, and he could even infer the other's occupation from the other's clothing and behavior.

I carry hand cream in my pocket. My nails are very short and I am slightly obsessed with cleanliness. When I look at people, I like to look at the blood vessels on their wrists first to see if I can get an injection. I am probably a nurse.

She didn't fiddle with her hair, rub her ears, touch her nose, her eyes and pupils didn't dilate, and she didn't show any gesture of an admirer, so the suspicion of a rival in love can be temporarily ruled out.

But the girl was indeed peeking at Rong Zhao again.

Zhou Ye looked up at Rong Zhao. Compared to that girl, Rong Zhao's performance seemed too nervous. He frowned tightly, as if he was facing an enemy.

The girl didn't move, neither did Rong Zhao.

Zhou Ye moved his eyes back and forth on the two of them, and finally couldn't help but get up.

Rong Zhao pushed Zhou Ye on the chair, and said in a vigilant voice, "I haven't arrived at the station yet, don't move around."

Zhou Ye patted Rong Zhao's hand on his shoulder, and softly comforted him, "It's okay."

After speaking, he got up and walked to the girl, looked at her and said, "Ladies first, go and sit down."

The girl pointed to herself uncertainly: "Me?"

Zhou Ye nodded, turned around and walked towards Rong Zhao, standing side by side with him.

The girl sat down where Zhou Ye was originally sitting, and kept looking up at Rong Zhao as before.

Rong Zhao recalled carefully, in his memory six years ago, he had never met this girl, why did she seem to recognize him.

He didn't want and couldn't be recognized by anyone, especially when Zhou Ye was by his side.

Zhou Ye looked at the girl on the seat: "Madam, why do you keep staring at my boyfriend? I'm going to be jealous of you."

The girl's attention was attracted by the word boyfriend. She looked at Zhou Ye and then at Rong Zhao. The two handsome men were so pleasant to the eye that she completely forgot Zhou Ye's question: "Are you a couple?" ah?"

Rong Zhao: "No."

Zhou Ye: "Yes."

The two spoke at the same time.

Zhou Ye asked again: "Why peek at him?"

The girl came back to her senses and replied: "My friend said that she fell in love with a man who looked better than my idol. I don't believe it. Who can look better than my idol? Impossible, absolutely impossible, Until she sent me a photo."

The girl pointed her mobile phone screen at Zhou Ye and Rong Zhao, and looked at Rong Zhao: "This is a side profile, which looks a bit like you, so I took a few more glances."

Rong Zhao looked at the photo on the screen of his mobile phone. It was just after the live broadcast of the night visit to the haunted house that Xiao An left the live broadcast room open and secretly took a one-third of his profile.

Zhou Ye picked up the girl's mobile phone and deleted the photo in twos and twos: "This photo is a candid shot from the angle of view. Since it is a candid shot, it is suspected of violating other people's privacy. I will delete it for you and tell your friends not to Spread it again."

After Zhou Ye finished speaking, he grabbed Rong Zhao's wrist and got off the subway.

Before the subway started up again, Rong Zhao turned his head and glanced at the girl sitting on the subway, and said to Zhou Ye, "I'll go out wearing a mask from now on."

After finishing speaking, I walked to a convenience store in front, wanting to buy a mask and put it on to cover my face.

"No, you don't need that," Zhou Ye held Rong Zhao, looked at him and said, "If you hide such a beautiful face every day, don't you think it's too wasteful?"

Rong Zhao shook Zhou Ye away, frowned and said, "You don't understand." After speaking, he went to a convenience store to buy a medical light blue mask and put it on.

Not only can it cover the face, but it can also effectively prevent infection by various viruses in the air.

The two left the subway station and walked in the direction of the Municipal Bureau.

Zhou Ye turned to look at Rong Zhao, always wanting to tear off the mask on his face, but Rong Zhao stopped him every time: "Don't make trouble."

Zhou Ye ruthlessly kicked away a small stone on the ground: "Xiao An's grandson."

If Xiao An hadn't secretly photographed Rong Zhao for the sake of the popularity of the live broadcast room, and exposed it on the Internet, Rong Zhao wouldn't have become like this, even when riding the subway and walking, he had to be on guard all the time.

The sun was already high at nine o'clock, and it was very uncomfortable to burn on people. Zhou Ye pulled Rong Zhao under the shade of a tree, and whispered as he walked: "You can actually trust me completely, no matter what I will will help you."

Looking at the shadow cast by the trees on the ground, Rong Zhao pursed his lower lip, and said after a while, "It's not that I don't trust you."

Taking advantage of Rong Zhao's inattention, Zhou Ye snatched his mask, turned around and threw it into the trash can: "I'll cover you when the soldiers come, and cover you when the water comes. What good is a layer of broken mask?"

When he arrived at the city bureau, Zhou Ye got the information of three suspects suspected of arson, makeup artists Xiao Zhao, Xiao An and Luo Jin.

Luo Jin's resume is very innocent, the biggest stroke of his life is his love affair with actor Ling Xiao.

Xiao Zhao is a little more complicated. He was once arrested for prostitution.

Xiao An is the focus of the investigation.This person has too bad moral character and only seeks profit.During the live broadcast, the props that Xiao Zhao wore to play tricks were all ordered by Xiao An.

Wearing gloves, Rong Zhao took out a hair dryer from Xiao Zhao's backpack, it was the one that was used to create a dark wind when burning paper money at the gate of the house.

Standing beside Rong Zhao, Zhou Ye took out a blood bag from his bag, looked at it carefully and said, "Are all the props made so realistically now, like real blood?"

Xiao An and Xiao Zhao planned to sprinkle this blood bag in the house while people were not paying attention, to create some horror effects for the so-called haunted house, to create a gimmick, and to increase the popularity of the live broadcast.

It was just seeing Zhou Ye and Rong Zhao here, seeing that these two people would not be manipulated, and they were afraid of being exposed on the spot, so they didn't use this method.

Zhou Ye put down the blood bag: "First focus on investigating Xiao An."

"For the sake of the popularity and money in the live broadcast room, this person is playing tricks behind his back. It is not ruled out that he hid gasoline near the closed house in advance, and set it on fire when people were not prepared."

Rong Zhao nodded, agreeing with Zhou Ye's deduction.Except for Xiao An, no one else had a motive for arson.

Wang Xiaoming is dressed in black today, just like his idol.At this moment, he was sitting on the table next to him with his laptop in his arms, typing away on the keyboard.

"It's done," Wang Xiaoming hugged the computer, turned the chair, kicked his legs on the ground, and slid in front of Rong Zhao and Zhou Ye. "Xiao An's consumption records show that he bought five liters of gasoline ten days ago."

Zhou Ye pulled up a chair, Rong Zhao sat down and looked at the computer screen, Xiao An was not that stupid, he was not using his own ID, but a fake identity he got from somewhere.

Fortunately, this method is a trivial skill in front of Team Leader Wang.

Wang Xiaoming pulled out the information on the scene of the Guanzhai fire, and compared the two types of gasoline, and found that they belonged to the same type.

Soon, Xiao An was taken to the interrogation room. At the same time, the police conducted a comprehensive search of Xiao An's home and office, and found traces of gasoline missing in the garage.

In front of the evidence, Xiao An had to confess his arson.

The light in the interrogation room was turned on, and any slight expression on the suspect's face could be clearly seen. Sitting on the interrogation chair, Xiao An said disdainfully: "So what if I set the fire on fire, it's a dilapidated house that no one lives in. Forget it, as for you making such a big fuss?"

Fan Yao pointed at Xiao An, and said angrily, "Haven't you thought about it, if the fire can't be controlled, the whole mountain will be burned, and some people have already been burned to death."

"It's just burning, it's not my mountain." Xiao An looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, "I just set fire, and didn't kill people directly, so the sentence won't last long."

"It's not just setting fire," Rong Zhao looked at Xiao An, and said coldly, "You set fire on the premise that you knew there were people in the house, but the nature has completely changed."

Xiao An sat up straight, his expression became tense: "You don't intend to accuse me of intentional murder, do you?"

He said bluntly again: "At that time, I thought that there was no one in the house, so I set fire to it."

Rong Zhao looked at Xiao An, clenched his hands tightly into fists on his knees, and said in a deep and cold voice, "Arguing in front of the client, is your brain eaten by a dog?"

Ever since Fan Yao met Rong Zhao, she had never heard him swear at anyone, not even a suspect. He had always looked cool and indifferent, and rarely showed too much personal emotion in front of others. .

Fan Yao looked at the interrogation materials in his hand, and said to Xiao An: "What is your purpose of setting fire?"

"In order to create a gimmick," Xiao An didn't dare to look into Rong Zhao's eyes anymore, turned to look at Fan Yao, and continued, "Increase the topic discussion in the live broadcast room."

Fan Yao spread the materials in her hands aside: "Just for a stunt, you burned down other people's houses."

Bad and selfish.

Xiao An scratched his neck: "That's a deserted house, just a small dilapidated house, and it's still a haunted house. There are a lot of dirty things in it, which is very unlucky."

Rong Zhao stood up, went around the table and walked in front of Xiao An, picked up his collar, and pulled him up from the chair, when he was about to throw his other hand over, someone stopped him.

Zhou Ye grabbed Rong Zhao's hand, looked up at the surveillance camera lying on the corner of the interrogation room, and pulled Rong Zhao aside.

Pointing at Rong Zhao, Xiao An yelled, "The police have beaten someone, and the police are going to beat someone!"

Zhou Ye slammed his fist on Xiao An's chest: "You fucking shut up."

Xiao An was hit so hard that he and his chair rolled to the ground. He clutched his chest and yelled, "I want to file a complaint. The police will use lynching. I'll beat you to death!"

Zhou Ye shook the tingling back of his hand, turned around and walked out the door.

Xiao An was beaten hard, and the rogue nature in his body was stimulated, he got up from the ground and pointed at Zhou Ye's back: "Isn't it just that an empty house was burned down, and I was released after being locked up for a few days, can you take me?" what to do?!"

"Even if someone is killed, it's not like that person can't escape. He wanted to die and didn't want to come out, so he was burned to death in the house."

"Get out after a few days?" Zhou Ye turned around and looked at the dying Xiao An, and said in a cold voice, "Drug-related crimes are felonies. You will spend the rest of your life in prison."

Xiao An looked at Zhou Ye, and saw a trace of murderous intent in the other's eyes, as if looking at a god of death holding a sharp knife to kill someone. He couldn't stand still, and was almost tripped by the chair that fell on the ground behind him: " That lunatic Liu Junfeng forced me to say it with a knife, and I didn't force Ling Xiao to take drugs at all, nor did I offer drugs."

Zhou Ye looked at Xiao An: "The anti-narcotics team has already intervened in the investigation, and the facts will be found out soon, so you die." After speaking, he walked out of the interrogation room.

After Xiao An was taken away, Fan Yao and Zhou Ye said worriedly, "Team Zhou."

Although Zhou Ye sometimes has a rough approach, he has never confronted a suspect in the interrogation room under the surveillance camera.At least Fan Yao has never seen it.

Zhou Ye waved his hand: "I'm fine, you can help me copy a self-criticism on the Internet later, as a backup."

Rong Zhao came out of the interrogation room and saw Zhou Ye's back at the end of the corridor.He was leaning against the window, with a beam of sunlight coming in from the window at his feet.

Rong Zhao walked to Zhou Ye's side: "Does your hand hurt?"

Zhou Ye put his hand to Rong Zhao's lips, the hostility in the interrogation room was completely gone on his face, and there was a soft smile in his eyes: "It hurts, can you brag about it, Officer Rong?"

Zhou Ye is a cheap talker, he is used to flirting with Rong Zhao, he doesn't expect the other party to really help him, it's fine if he doesn't punch him.

Just as he was about to take his hand back, seeing Rong Zhao lower his head, he blew on the back of his hand.

Zhou Ye looked down at Rong Zhao who was looking down at the back of his hand: "Even if it's just out of gratitude, I'm also very happy,"

Rong Zhao let go of Zhou Ye's hand and said in a low voice, "It's not out of gratitude."

In the eyes of everyone, what Xiao An burned was just a deserted house, and the only person who could empathize with him was Zhou Ye.

That's why Rong Zhao still didn't kick him out even after being kissed by Zhou Ye.He was too greedy for the warmth of Zhou Ye's body, which made him lose his bottom line and sense of proportion.

"Captain Zhou," Fan Yao walked over from the corner, "The facial restoration results of that charred corpse are out."