spirits in throat

Hearing Sister Zhang's voice, Rong Zhao stopped and said, "It's not much money, you can keep it, and it's okay to pay the rent." After speaking, he continued to walk forward.

"Wait a minute, there are still things." Sister Zhang wiped her hands on her apron, and turned to look for the vase, when she saw her husband filling the vase with garlic, and the vinegar and white sugar beside it were all ready. .

Sister Zhang's husband poured half a bottle of vinegar into the bottle again: "Don't say it, this flower pot is quite useful, don't pay it back, give it to someone else."

Sister Zhang saw that it was all like this, and there was no way to give it back, so she waved her hand: "Whatever."

When she walked out the door, she saw that Rong Zhao had already gone upstairs, and shouted to the second floor: "Then I'll pay you next month's rent, a total of 320 yuan."

The 20 yuan was added by herself. It can be regarded as spending 20 yuan to buy Rong Zhao's vase, which is much more valuable than the second-hand ones. She is really a good landlord.

Sister Zhang was touched by herself, and went back to the house to continue cooking.

Sister Zhang's husband has already marinated the sugar and garlic, covered the mouth of the bottle with a layer of plastic wrap, found an unused cutting board to cover it, and said contentedly: "You can eat it in a few days."

Sister Zhang took out the stir-fried vegetables and said, "When it's marinated, I'll send a plate to Xiaorong, so he can try it too."

Rong Zhao opened the door and walked into the room, a sense of emptiness came over his face. He walked to the place where Zhou Ye's bed was originally placed, as if he was standing in a barren space, surrounded by no grass and no vitality.

Rong Zhao told himself that it would be fine if he got used to it, now that the space is bigger, he should feel more comfortable.

The next day was Sunday, Rong Zhao woke up early, and started to walk in the alleys of Shilian Road as before.

He looked very leisurely, and walked very slowly. He couldn't stop passing by various small shops, and went in for a stroll.

The utility poles are covered with small advertisements of various kinds, such as loans, sewers, and public relations recruitment. Layers of small advertisements are pasted together, and the paper is blue and yellow, which looks real and cheap.

Rong Zhao stopped, and his eyes fell on a wanted warrant posted on the advertisement.

The person in the painting is Ding Penghai, 35 years old, with a slightly fat body, a fleshy face, a beard, more white eyes than normal, raised eyebrows, like a hanging knife, a typical fierce look.

Rong Zhao looked away from the electric pole and continued walking.

In the front, Zhou Ye often went to that flower shop before, and the flower shop proprietress recognized Rong Zhao, and called him warmly: "Little handsome guy."

The proprietress picked a few roses from the flower bucket and asked her daughter to run over and give them to Rong Zhao.

Rong Zhao didn't want it, so he returned the nine roses in his hand: "Thank you, no need."

"I don't need money. The one in your family gave me extra money when I bought flowers last time. I didn't have any change at the time, so I said that I would come to get flowers next time. I haven't seen anyone else for several days. It's just for you," the proprietress said. Looking at the flowers in his hand, he smiled, "Do you need to wrap it for you?"

Rong Zhao waved his hands: "No, no more." After speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Zhou Ye cast a curse on him, he can't see anything related to roses now, and whenever he sees it, he will think of the rose-flavored kiss that night.

Seeing that Rong Zhao's expression was not good, the proprietress didn't say anything more, she put the few flowers back, and turned her head to call her daughter: "Hair is messed up like this, and you are still running, where are you going? Come and comb your hair."

The little girl looked to be only five or six years old, and she was still in kindergarten. She had two braids on her head, which was messy, and she pursed her lips and refused to comb her hair: "I have to go and play with Xiaopang, Xiaopang brought a glass ball."

The proprietress grabbed the little girl to a chair, combed her hair and said, "Don't go, you have to go to English class later."

The little girl pouted even higher, her face full of displeasure: "Our teacher said, we can't stop playing with Xiaopang just because he doesn't have a father. It's not good, and it will hurt his young heart."

The proprietress was amused by her daughter's words: "Who taught you the words "little heart", you speak like a little adult."

"Mom didn't let you play with Xiaopang, you can go after you finish your English class," the proprietress continued, "When you go in the afternoon, help mom bring some beautiful flowers to Xiaopang's mother."

The proprietress who sells flowers is a sweetheart. Not only does she sell flowers very well, but she also has a good way of raising children: "Every mother is very hard, especially the chubby mother. She wants to be both a chubby mother and a little girl. Fat dad, is a great mom."

The little girl finally laughed: "My mother is also very hard, I love my mother the most." After speaking, she kissed her mother's face.

"Yeah, you can play glass balls with Xiaopang in the afternoon."

Rong Zhao knew every little road on Shilian Road, and he was very familiar with it. He checked every house, and even sneaked into several houses secretly, in order to find Ding Penghai's trace.

But that person seemed to have evaporated from the world, which made Rong Zhao doubt whether the information he got was wrong, or Ding Penghai had left Shilian Road long ago.

In the afternoon, Rong Zhao returned to the office. The first team had no urgent cases recently, so no one worked overtime, and the entire office was empty.

Rong Zhao pried open the door of Zhou Ye's office with the issued card he had prepared, and went in to get his things back, so that he could report to the second team.He knew that the second team was trying their best to hunt down Ding Penghai these two days, and the arrest warrants were posted everywhere, so he had to be transferred there.

The only thing that is locked and can be put into a cardboard box is a cabinet under the desk. Rong Zhao opened it with a hairpin for a while before opening it.

He took out his own cardboard box from the cabinet, Rong Zhao stood in front of the cabinet, and when Zhou Ye came back to see it, he wondered if it would explode.

He wanted to coax him, put a candy or something in the cabinet, sweeten him and make him feel better.

And afraid of being discovered by the other party, thinking that he still likes him.

Rong Zhao walked to the door of the office with the cardboard box in his arms, hesitated for a moment, then folded it back, found a pack of fruit candies from the cardboard box, and put it in the cabinet. A pen and a ruler were also put in.

This makes it look like it was dropped by accident to cover up the abruptness of the bag of sugar.

After doing all this, Rong Zhao came to the second criminal investigation team with the cardboard box in his arms.

Most of the people in the second team were there. Tang Siling's case needed to be concluded, and Ding Penghai was also arrested. The whole office was extremely busy, and some people were sent out.

"Rong Zhao, here we come." Lin Hongze came out of the office inside and led Rong Zhao to an empty seat. "You sit here. It's good here. It's next to the window. Jinghua Wang specially chose it for you."

Wang Jinghua looked up from the computer screen and smiled at Rong Zhao: "Brother Rong." After laughing, he took out his mobile phone, took a sneak shot of Rong Zhao's back, and turned his hair to Fan Yao, annoyed her.

Lin Hongze leaned against Rong Zhao's table, watching him take out all his things from the cardboard box: "Do you have a stomach problem?"

Rong Zhao hummed: "Just a little bit, pay more attention and it won't affect your work."

Lin Hongze opened a notebook on Rong Zhao's desk: "Your handwriting is pretty good. Director Qian said you can speak German?"

While tidying up the table, Rong Zhao casually replied, "Well, I learned by myself when I have nothing to do."

Lin Hongze clicked his tongue: "Then you are very good. I have taught myself before, but I haven't learned a few words after studying for several months."

Rong Zhao didn't say much, and he didn't deliberately try to change the topic. Lin Hongze is very sensitive, and the more he evades the question, the easier it is to arouse the other party's suspicion.

Fortunately, Lin Hongze didn't ask too much. He bent down and whispered, "What's the matter with you and Zhou Ye? Did you two quarrel?"

Rong Zhao: "That's right."

Lin Hongze: "You came here secretly. When you go to work on Monday, he must dismantle our second team and snatch you back."

"I don't have that good relationship with him," Rong Zhao continued with his eyes downcast, "It's just subordinates, and they won't even be subordinates in the future."

"No, I heard that you two are together." Lin Hongze picked up a candy from Rong Zhao's table, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth. "What does it taste like? It's so sour."

Wang Jinghua didn't like to hear these words, she held an unopened box of tissues and put them on Rong Zhao's desk: "It is well known that Team Zhou and Fayi Wu are a couple."

"Team Lin, if you don't believe me, go to the Municipal Bureau's forum. The cp building of both of them has tens of thousands of floors. There is also the candy that Team Zhou personally handed out at the beginning of the year. They set off fireworks together."

Wang Jinghua took out her mobile phone and said while pawing, "I'll find out the photo of the fireworks and show it to you."

Lin Hongze quickly waved his hands: "Forgive me, aunt, I don't want to look at those angry eyes."

Wang Jinghua tried her best to find the post and show it to Lin Hongze in order to help the police-grass male god get rid of the scandal with Zhou Ye, protect the male god's sexual orientation, and increase the possibility of catching up with the male god. Team Lin, take a look."

"Seeing their eyes, do you dare to say that there is no love between them?"

Lin Hongze ran away, and Wang Jinghua chased after him: "Don't run, Team Lin, come to Kangkang, this beautiful love."

Rong Zhao got up and went to the bathroom, locked himself in the cubicle, took out his mobile phone and opened the forum of the Municipal Bureau.

Zhou Ye and Wu Hao's are posted on the top, with a hot label next to them, and ellipses are used directly after the page number, because there are too many pages, so only ellipses can be used.

He opened the post, and it was all about Zhou Ye and Wu Hao, with all kinds of content, all kinds of fanart, fanart, and several floors in the middle were replies from Team Cui from the anti-pornography team.

"The Internet is not an illegal place, and the forums of the Municipal Bureau are no exception. It is illegal to spread obscenity. Pornography."

This allowed some of the drawing and writing to settle down and not overdo it.

Rong Zhao quickly found the photo that Wang Jinghua said, Zhou Ye and Wu Hao were setting off fireworks together, he zoomed in on the photo, fixed his eyes on Zhou Ye's, and looked at it for a while, trying to see The look of love that Wang Jinghua said.

He knew deep down that he shouldn't be doing this.No matter who Zhou Ye wants to be with in the future, it has nothing to do with him.

What's more, this photo was taken several months ago, when they didn't even know each other.

Rong Zhao backed out from the post, and when exiting the forum interface, he accidentally swiped up, and a very unpopular post at the bottom fell into sight.

"Isn't anyone talking about Zhou Ye x Rong Zhao? I think they are a perfect match, they are a perfect match."

Rong Zhao clicked on it, and found that except for the person who posted it, almost no one replied, which was very unpopular.

The phone rang, and it was Lin Hongze calling, telling him to go back to the meeting.

Rong Zhao put away his mobile phone and came to the conference room, found a corner and sat down.

Lin Hongze leaned against the table and turned to look at the projection screen, which showed Tang Siling's case.Everything about Tang Siling has been investigated.

A police officer raised his hand and said, "The chain of evidence is basically complete, why can't the case be closed?"

Lin Hongze: "The motive for committing the crime, Tang Siling's motive for killing Gu Ming is not very convincing."

The police officer said: "Tang Siling's mental state is obviously problematic, otherwise he wouldn't have cut off the victim's flesh to cook soup and left the bones by his side to accompany her,"

"It's not surprising that such a person with psychological problems would do anything abnormal."

"Why is it Gu Ming and not someone else? Is it random or a coincidence?" Lin Hongze looked around the entire conference room, and finally landed on Rong Zhao, "Rong Zhao, what do you think?"

Rong Zhao was called on, stood up and said, "I know Tang Siling, she once confessed to me."

As soon as these words came out, all the people in the room looked at Rong Zhao, and after seeing Rong Zhao, they started to look at Lin Hongze again. The two of them were actually related to the same woman.

"I saw her in Ginza last month, but I didn't recognize her, because her appearance changed a lot, and her name was also changed," Rong Zhao continued, "It seems like I met her at the book fair four or five years ago."

Lin Hongze looked at Rong Zhao, and sized him up: "You mean, Tang Siling couldn't love you, and because of mental problems, he found Gu Ming, who looks quite similar to you, as a substitute."

Rong Zhao: "She has some mental problems, otherwise she wouldn't have splashed sulfuric acid on the face of a female classmate, and I said some cruel things when I rejected her, and then she would become crazy later."

Except for skimming over his real identity and some content related to his identity, what Rong Zhao said was true.

Only by being close to the truth can Lin Hongze's doubts be dispelled.

The book fair was a fabrication, of course. That bookstore was demolished three years ago, and Lin Hongze couldn't find it even if he wanted to.In addition, Tang Siling had indeed been to the book fair, and even posted a post on his personal social account, saying that he met a handsome guy at the book fair.

Rong Zhao borrowed the identity of that unknown handsome guy to weave the whole story completely and impeccably.

Lin Hongze looked at Rong Zhao, he got a list of people Tang Siling had contact with in the past three months from his deputy, and the most suspicious one was Rong Zhao, because his face looked too similar to Gu Ming.

"Xiao Wang, I'll make a formal transcript for Rong Zhao later. Let's discuss Tang Siling's case first." Lin Hongze switched the projection screen, "Let's see Ding Penghai now."

What appeared on the projection was a photo of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school female student.

She is wearing a blue school uniform, carrying a pink schoolbag, a helloKitty pendant under the schoolbag, and a pair of beautiful double ponytails. She is smiling at the camera, looking lively and lovely.

A police officer stood in front of the projection and said: "Jiang Xiaomeng, seven years ago, she disappeared after studying for a night, and her body was found in an unfinished building the next day. She was only young when she was killed."

The screen switched to the picture of the crime scene. The girl's hair was burned off, her body was naked, and her body was covered with blood and cuts.

The girl was treated horribly and cruelly.

"The murderer was found out on the third day after the incident," the policeman continued, "Ding Penghai participated in the massacre of the Guan family after a year of escape." Ding Penghai's image and personal information appeared on the projection screen.

"Among the thirteen people involved in the Guan family extermination case, seven of them were killed by Ding Penghai. This is a heinous murderer."

The screen switched again, and a policeman appeared.

"Jiang Zhenming, the father of the No. 1 victim, Jiang Xiaomeng, went to Guan's house in order to track down Ding Penghai's whereabouts. He ran into the Miemen massacre and was murdered by a group of five people."

It was these five people who cleaned up the traces of the scene of the Guan family extermination case, which brought great difficulties to the detection of the case.

Lin Hongze pondered: "If there are mercenaries, there must be a mastermind behind the scenes. What is the intention of the mastermind?" Even the police who handled the case did not figure this out.

If the person behind the scenes wanted to kill the Guan family, he could just send a killer to do it, instead of seven civilians.

This is where it gets the most puzzling.

The deputy team raised their hands: "Some time ago, the first team handled a case. The suspect was Liu Junfeng. He claimed that human nature is evil. I speculate that in the case of the Guan family, the behind-the-scenes mastermind is not conducting an experiment on human nature. Guan Zhai It's the testing ground."

Lin Hongze thought about it for a while, didn't say much, and arranged the next stage of the search for Ding Penghai and then forgot.

Rong Zhao walked outside with the crowd, and Lin Hongze followed: "Unfortunately, Team Zhou has to avoid suspicion and cannot participate in the case. Otherwise, it will be enjoyable to cooperate with him in handling the case."

Jiang Zhenming was Zhou Ye's master, and their relationship was too close for Zhou Ye to be excluded from the case.

Rong Zhao got Jiang Zhenming's information on the information shelf of the second team.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Rong Zhao came to a private nursing home on the outskirts of the city.The environment here is elegant, away from the downtown area, the air is fresh, and the medical equipment in the hospital is also very advanced. Many middle-class families in Dongyu City like to send their sick relatives here for recuperation.

Rong Zhao came to the front desk and showed his police officer ID: "I want to see a patient named Li Mingzhen."

Li Mingzhen was Jiang Zhenming's wife. Unable to bear the blows of losing her daughter and her husband one after another, she passed out and slept for six years.

The nurse took out Li Mingzhen's information, and Rong Zhao saw Zhou Ye's name in the column of today's visitors.

Not only that, Zhou Ye's signature was on Li Mingzhen's various receipts and medical records.

The second of the top ten unsolved mysteries of the public security system in Dongyu City is why Zhou Ye, a dignified criminal investigation captain, is so poor.

That's why, when he pays his salary every month, the first thing he does is to send money to this nursing home, leaving only a little money for cigarettes and food for himself.

Rong Zhao didn't take the elevator, and went up to the third floor where Li Mingzhen was located through the safe passage.His footsteps were so soft they were barely audible.

Zhou Ye walked into the ward with a bouquet of red carnations in his hands, and replaced the one at the head of the bed that was a bit worn out.

Turning around and walking into the bathroom, fetching a basin of warm water and walking to the bed, wiping the stiff hands of the person on the bed with a towel, he said, "I wanted to bring someone over to see you, but something happened. He brought it for you to see."

Zhou Ye wiped his wife's hands, and said, "When Ding Penghai is arrested, you can wake up, okay, I'm a bit craving the shrimp in tomato sauce you made."

Zhou Ye's cooking skills are good, he can cook basically any dish that can be named, but this shrimp in tomato sauce, no matter how he cooks it, he can't get the taste he wants.

"Master often suffered from stomach problems before. Every time you gave him a massage, the effect was quite good. Please teach me when you wake up. He also has stomach problems. I can give him massage when I learn how to do it."

"A few days ago, I went to the tomb of Master and Xiaomeng, and saw a lot of wild chrysanthemums growing beside it, both yellow and white, very pretty."

Zhou Ye chatted casually, and the person on the bed closed his eyes, not knowing whether he heard it or not.

Seeing Zhou Ye walk out of the ward and the gate of the nursing home, Rong Zhaocai came out from the side and walked into Li Mingzhen's ward.

He didn't stay long and came out of the ward after 15 minutes.

When going downstairs from the corridor, a hand suddenly stretched out from a door next to it, pulling him in violently.

The hands were warm and dry, with great strength, tightly grasping his wrists, shutting them into the bathroom cubicle together.

Rong Zhao broke free, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you already leave, why are you back again?"

Zhou Ye said in a lower voice: "Don't talk, this is the women's toilet."

Rong Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Ye, wondering why he wanted to drag him into the women's toilet.Until he was hugged tightly by this person, he couldn't break free, and he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of being discovered.

Rong Zhao has been well-bred since he was a child, and he would never be allowed to enter the women's bathroom even when he was a baby.

The toilet cubicle was originally small, and the toilet took up a large area. Two men with long hands and long feet were squeezed together. There was no room for them to move around, and they could only stick to each other.

Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao, put his chin on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Don't move, let me hug you, this is a nursing home, there is no one else, and no one will find out."

Zhou Ye's arms tightened tightly, as if he wanted to embed the person in his arms into his body: "Just pretend that I am dreaming, let me dream for a while, just for a while, and let you go after a while. "

Rong Zhao was still thinking, this is the women's toilet, so no one can find it.Seeing that Zhou Ye was about to open his mouth to speak again, Rong Zhao interrupted him in a low voice: "Don't talk."

Zhou Ye pressed Rong Zhao against the wall, and uncontrollably lowered his head and kissed her.

Rong Zhao's lips were soft and stubborn, and he pressed his lips tightly to prevent Zhou Ye from entering, kicking him at the same time.

Zhou Ye kissed Rong Zhao's earlobe: "Don't move around, this is the women's toilet." After speaking, he began to kiss his lips again.

Rong Zhao raised his head, panting heavily, almost biting his own lips, but determined not to let Zhou Ye in.

The bodies of the two are so close that each other's reaction can easily be noticed by the other party.

Zhou Ye stared at the person in front of him: "You have reacted, you have reacted before me."

Rong Zhao blushed, his ears were already red, he could only grit his teeth tightly, forcing himself to calm down.

Zhou Ye seemed to understand something, and suddenly a huge heartache surged up in his heart: "Do you have any unavoidable difficulties?"

Rong Zhao turned his head, with a cold expression: "No."

He glanced at Zhou Ye and gritted his teeth: "You go out."

Seeing the forbearance and embarrassment in Rong Zhao's eyes, Zhou Ye couldn't bear to force him any longer, so he opened the door and went out.

After Zhou Ye went out, Rong Zhao looked down at his pants, and slammed the bathroom wall hard.

He calmed down for a while, and when it subsided, he heard no sound outside, guessing that no girls were using the toilet, and then he quickly flashed out cautiously.

Turning around, Rong Zhao saw three words written on the door: men's restroom.

He wiped his bleeding lips bitten by Zhou Ye with the back of his hand, and cursed in a low voice: "Beast."