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Shang Lijun's mind was like a rusty machine, it took a long time to realize who this man was, and he twisted his neck stiffly: "Why are you?"

"Isn't that me!" The man went down a few steps, stood beside Shang Lijun, patted his shoulder enthusiastically, and said jokingly, "Brother Jun, we haven't seen each other for seven or eight years. I've been here for so many years, and I haven't seen you come to see me. Brother, I didn't say so, you are not kind!"

Shang Lijun's back was stiff, and the expression on his face seemed to freeze.

The man glanced at him, and said to himself, "There is still a monkey who came to visit my prison and told me that you have moved away and are no longer in Xinyang. Let me tell you! Our brothers have such a deep friendship, if you are still alive, How can you not come to see me, your little brother! Are you right, Brother Jun?"

Shang Lijun pursed his lips twice.

"Brother Jun?" He asked again.

"Yes, yes, yes," Shang Lijun nodded, and said with a smile, "It's good to come out, it's good to come out, good..."

"Why don't you have a drink together?" The man raised his chin to him, and said affectionately, "I was originally sentenced for more than nine years, and I did well in it. I lost two years, why don't you give me a sentence today?" Still can’t see me? Brother Jun, what kind of fate do you think we have, I just met you back a few days after I came out, we are born to be good brothers!”

"Quit, I quit, stop drinking." Shang Lijun still didn't dare to turn his head to look at him, staring at the dark corridor ahead, looking a little nervous and defensive, "I'm going back, I'll go back first."

After he finished speaking, he lifted his feet and walked up, the flip-flops made a rapid "slap" sound, and the man didn't stop him, he just stood upright on the stairs, looking at Shang Lijun's back with a half-smile.

Shang Lijun walked to the door, took out a key from his trouser pocket, and pushed it into the keyhole a few times but failed to insert it—his hands were shaking.

"Brother Jun, you really make my little brother sad!" The man chuckled.

Shang Lijun's eyelids jumped, and the key in his hand fell to the ground with a "ding" and rolled down the stairs.

The man raised his foot to step on the small key, and recalled with a smile: "Back then, in the police station, several cops took turns to interrogate me, shut me down for two days and two nights, and put a big light on me. The eyes were so desperately illuminated that they almost blinded me!"

Shang Lijun's hand was still on the keyhole, and he turned his head slowly: "Give me the key."

"Those scouts are torturing me like this, and I didn't even confess you," the man said with a gloomy expression, leaning over to pick up the small key, and tossing it in his palm twice, "Brother, I've done my best to you Ah! In the past few years, I have learned some methods in it. It seems that those who bribe a trafficked woman are also guilty and have to go to jail..."

Shang Lijun's face changed: "It was obviously..."

"Pfft——" the man suddenly laughed, waved his hands and said, "Scared you? My brother made a joke with you, did it really scare you? With such a close relationship between us, how can I scare you, Brother Jun? Recruit it, it's impossible!"

Shang Lijun's eyelids drooped, and his right eyelid twitched violently.

"What do you say? Go get some wine?" The man stuffed the key into his trouser pocket, "Brother Jun, you don't want to lose face, do you? You know me, I just can't sit still! You If you don't drink with me, I'll be idle if I'm idle, why don't I go to the police station and find a note to talk about..."

He made a gesture and turned to go downstairs.

"Tian Wang," Shang Lijun called out to stop him, "don't go too far."

"Tian Wang? Who is this person? What's that behind the ear? A scar?" Song Yao did fingerprint identification all afternoon, and was dizzy at the moment. Also, he glanced at the page Ai Ze was reading, which was a copy, and asked casually, "Criminal record?"

"Well," Bai Aize said, "the suspect in a human trafficking case seven years ago was released from prison not long ago."

"I said you're really good," Song Yao picked out an expensive-looking instant coffee bag, and murmured softly while boiling water, "I've never seen you work so hard. You also bring a material to read, as expected, people who are broken in love have to focus on work..."

"No." Bai Aize couldn't hear what he was muttering, raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, "I always feel something is wrong."

"Ah? What do you say?" Song Yao asked.

Bai Aize frowned, and took a sip of the freshly brewed coffee.

He couldn't tell what was wrong. According to the records, this man named Tian Wang was originally a Burmese citizen. He was abducted by a cross-border criminal gang to the territory when he was about five years old, and then moved to Xinyang. When he grew up, he also started to trade people. Deeds, the net that fell seven years ago.

This Tian Wang is a veteran. He specializes in abducting Omegas. The beautiful ones are sold underground to rich men with special hobbies. He was a pimp, so he was nicknamed "Frog" in their circle.

In the joint operation seven years ago, the police did a lot of interviews and investigations, and found out that Tian Wang had participated in at least four trafficking activities. these four cases.According to him, he committed the crime for the first time about 20 years ago, but it has been a long time, and he can't remember who the buyer is.

20 years, seven years.

Bai Aize lowered his eyes, and tapped the wall of the mug with his fingers.

Twenty years ago, Tian Wang committed a crime, and Shang Chu's mother was abducted and sold to Xinyang by human traffickers; seven years ago, Tian Wang was arrested, and Shang Chu left Xinyang for the capital.

The two time points seem to be unrelated, but Bai Aize intuitively felt that there was something strange about it.

Or is it because the crime took place in Xinyang, and Shang Chu happened to be in Xinyang, so he was overly sensitive?

Song Yao took that page of file and glanced at it. It was impossible for Guan Qiping to hand over the complete file to an intern. What he gave him was a copy of the simplified version. There were only two photos and a few lines of words on it. .

"What's the problem? What's special about this?"

"It's nothing." Bai Aize said, "I was thinking too much."

The water boiled, Song Yao made the coffee, picked up the cup and took a sip, shivering from the heat: "Fuck!"

He shook his hand, and a handful of dark brown coffee liquid in the cup spilled out along the mouth of the cup, right on the page of information.

"Damn it!" Song Yao hastily took out two paper towels to soak up the coffee liquid. Fortunately, he didn't get rid of the words on it, but he confused one of the profile photos, which was confused with the conspicuous black scar. Make a group, "Is this okay?"

"fine."

Bai Aize glanced at it, the information on it was complete, and the frontal photo was also very clear, and he had the complete electronic version at hand, so he didn't pay too much attention to the coffee stain.

"That's good." Song Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully drank his instant coffee.

Bai Aize stroked the wall of the cup with five fingers, still feeling a little strange.

He went through all the information he had so far in his mind again, then lowered his head and smiled wryly. He was uneasy, and forcibly turned this matter around Shang Chu, just to give himself an illusion, just like him. There is still some kind of connection between Chu, he can use this pretentious place to go to Shang Chu's side.

Song Yao glanced at the page of materials again, and suddenly he had a thought, and asked, "You think this person is wrong, isn't it because this happened in Xinyang?"

Bai Aize paused with his fingertips, but did not speak.

Song Yao sighed, and patted him on the shoulder: "You said why bother, don't worry about it, there are such little people everywhere, you are just too concerned and sensitive."

"Ask him for me," Bai Aize said, "Do you know this person?"

"Who is it?" Song Yao didn't respond.

Bai Aize put down the mug, walked to the window and said, "Shang Chu."

Song Yao was taken aback, frowned, and said, "Ah Chu? How could he know this person? He has been in prison for seven years, and Ah Chu Ke has been studying in the capital for the past few years. Besides, how old was Ah Chu seven years ago? ah!"

"Ask." Bai Aize folded his arms.

"Okay," Song Yao pursed his lips, "You will go to Xinyang this Thursday and next Friday, right? How about I talk to him..."

"No need." Bai Aize interrupted him loudly, and then realized whether his reaction was too intense, and added superfluously, "It's not necessary."

"Really unnecessary?" Song Yao raised his eyebrows.

There was a small flying insect lying on the window, its body showing a beautiful pale green in the sunlight, Bai Aize breathed lightly, the flying insect was frightened, and immediately flapped its wings and flew away.

If Shang Chu didn’t know that he was going to Xinyang, maybe he could find an opportunity to take a look at his Omega from a distance; if Shang Chu knew, he would just try to avoid him and make up some lame excuses to ask for leave.

How did things turn out like this, he had to carefully plan even to meet Shang Chu.

On the window glass, there was a wet mark where the little flying insects crawled over. Bai Aize stared at it for a moment, then raised his hand to wipe off the wet mark, then picked up the cup, and walked out of the tea room.

"It's not necessary."

"No," Shang Chu tucked his phone between one shoulder and one ear, holding a white cat in his arms, "What's Tian Wang Tian Meow, I've only been here for a few days, how could I know a gangster who just got out of prison , are you crazy?"

Song Yao said on the other end of the phone: "Hey, don't worry, I'll tell you a little more information, maybe you really know this person! Listen, this person is a pimp who only hurts Omega. He is a Burmese who came to Xinyang twenty years ago..."

The cat in his arms was very restless, meowing non-stop, and a paw slapped on the back of Shang Chu's hand. Shang Chu was scratched with a bloody mark, and suddenly gasped: "You are heartless!"

"Damn! Who are you scolding!" Song Yao said.

"I didn't mention you!" Shang Chu said impatiently, "I don't know you, I don't know you, I won't tell you, I'm busy here, hang up!"

"Don't!" Song Yao yelled, "It's Lao Bai who asked me and you..."

When Shang Chu heard Bai Aize's name, his heart trembled suddenly, and his wrist couldn't help shaking.

The cat twisted badly, and while his hand gave some strength, it wanted to break free. Its front paws hooked on the branch, rubbing off a bunch of white hair.

"Daughter!" The old lady who was running around under the tree wailed when she saw this, "You hurt my daughter and I will fight you to the death!"

"Hang up." Shang Chu was upset, hung up the phone directly, jumped down the tree nimbly, and handed the cat back to the old lady.

"Oh my darling!" The old lady was full of tears, hugging the cat and rubbing her face, "My darling!"

Shang Chu took out the notebook and handed it over: "Grandma, please put your name on it."

The old lady was still immersed in the joy of finding her lost daughter, and didn't hear what Shang Chu said at all.

Shang Chu looked at the time, Xu Long told him to go back within an hour, and now half an hour has passed, he stood in front of the old lady, squatted down halfway: "Grandma, you can take my daughter home after you sign. "

"What are you taking home!" The old lady immediately hugged the white cat tightly, and gave Shang Chu a defensive look, "My niece belongs to my family! What do you mean you can only take it home after signing! How do I know what you want me to sign! "

"That's not what I meant," Shang Chu said with a big head. He had never been with the elderly before, and he didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing, so he explained bravely, "This is the police dispatch record, and your signature means that we will send someone came......"

"Why didn't you come earlier!" the old lady said angrily, "Let my daughter suffer on it, my old woman is scared to death, if I have a heart attack, I will sue you and I will tell you! "

Shangchu put his hands on his hips, raised his head and exhaled, and calmed him patiently: "Yes, yes, next time we will arrange for someone to come over for you, and you should pay more attention yourself. Close the door carefully, and don't let the cat run out again..."

"You still blame me, don't you?" The old lady stomped her feet and shouted with wide eyes, "What kind of attitude do you have!"

"..."

After spending so much effort to save a cat, the cat gave him a paw. The cat owner didn't even say "thank you".

Shang Chu cursed in his heart, the wound on the back of his hand was burning hot, his chest felt like a big stone was blocked, but he had nowhere to vent his grievance and anger, he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would say dirty words to an old man It's too late, so I put the notebook back into my trouser pocket, chuckled and said, "It's okay, I won't sign it if I don't sign it, you can go back."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. He scanned a shared bicycle at the intersection, and checked the electronic navigation before setting off.

Shang Chu stepped on the pedals, he was covered in sweat, his coat was sticking to his back wetly, and the hot wind blowing towards him made him even more depressed.

If he didn't leave, if he stayed in the capital, if he was also in the west city, if...

Various hypotheses emerged uncontrollably in his mind, every "if" weighed heavily on his chest, and the resentment that had been suppressed suddenly erupted at this moment, Shangchu's eyes were sore, and he almost cried out for a moment.

Why should he, Shang Chu, be humiliated by a car thief?

Why would he want to do a job like climbing a tree and catching cats that anyone who can breathe can do it?

Why would you send him out to do these time-wasting, meaningless, and extremely stupid things?

He opened his mouth to yell, hot wind poured into his mouth, scratching his throat like a blade, and kicked his right foot violently——

"Snapped!"

The pedal of the little yellow car is broken.

"......Hold!"

The front of the car suddenly lost its balance, Shang Chu almost fell to the ground, he pressed the brakes tightly and jumped off the ground, looking at the half-dead bicycle in front of him, he just raised his foot to kick it up, but at the last moment he retracted his foot, in case the kick broke, he would pay.

He picked up the pedals that had fallen off the side of the road, pushed the car into an alley behind, and wondered if he could put the pedals on by himself.

This alley is quite lively. Although it is narrow, there are many small shops. Shangchu saw a shop that repairs electric bicycles in front of him. He planned to take the bicycles there for repairs, which might be faster than messing about by himself.

He pushed the cart forward and smelled the fragrance when he passed a lo mei shop, he tilted his head and glanced at it casually, and then he paused——

Why is Shang Lijun inside?

There was another person sitting opposite him, with several empty wine bottles scattered at his feet.

——Does he still dare to drink?

——How many people have I begged and borrowed money to buy medicine for his illness, and he just uses it to drink?

Shangchu felt a fire in his heart, and all his depression, boredom, and anger seemed to have found an outlet. He watched Shang Lijun drink a glass of rice wine with his head up, and his hands were shaking with anger.

"Who are you?" The boss asked seeing him blocking the door, "How do we do business standing there?"

Shang Lijun turned his head when he heard the sound, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a "slap", and the glass shattered all over the floor.

Shang Chu strode up, glanced at the few side dishes on the table, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Shang Lijun was not too drunk yet, he blushed and hesitated, "Why, why are you here?"

"I asked," Shang Chu kicked a beer bottle away, "what are you doing?"

"Go!" Shang Lijun glanced at the man sitting across from him, as if thinking of something, suddenly shivered, and pushed Shang Chu's arm, "Let's go, leave me alone, hurry up!"

Shang Chu grabbed his wrist: "Get up!"

Shang Lijun stood up, and the wooden bench fell to the ground. The man opposite also stood up. His eyes lit up when he saw Shang Chu, and he grinned and asked, "Are you Brother Jun's son? I'm your father's old friend. I hugged you before when you were young, do you still have any memory?"

Shang Chu didn't even give him a look, and dragged Shang Lijun to go outside. The man happened to see the new wound on the back of Shang Chu's hand. He sniffed hard, and recognized it from the smell of wine and marinade in the room. There was a hint of Omega flavor.

"Brother Jun," he whistled, "What I told you back then, your son has been handsome since he was a child, and now he is really a handsome man when he grows up!"

Shang Lijun staggered, if Shang Chu didn't hold him tightly, he would almost fall to the ground.

"Hurry up and go!" He pushed Shang Chu away, blushing and said, "I told you not to worry about my business, let me go, go quickly!"

Shang Chu stared at him firmly: "You don't want to die, do you?"

Shang Lijun hiccupped, and suddenly leaned against the wall and started coughing, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

Shang Chu raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, pinched the tiger's mouth with his index finger, and tried his best to keep himself calm: "You want to drink, right? Okay, I won't stop you, can you go back and drink? I'll drink with you when you go back, What if something happened to you wandering outside like this? Who can take care of you? Let me ask you, who do you expect to take care of you when you die outside? "

"It's not you, who are you!" The boss heard him say "dead" one by one, thinking that this person was causing trouble, walked over and pulled Shang Chu by the collar, "What are you doing!"

Shang Chu took out his ID card from his pocket, slapped it on the counter without looking at him: "Police, get out."

Although it is an internship certificate, there is no difference from the outside. It is enough to bluff people. The boss was scared when he saw the police badge on the certificate. He glanced at the name on it and dared not say more What, silently stepped aside.

"Good boy, promising!" The man picked up Shang Chu's ID card, played with it in his hand, and said meaningfully, "You are still a policeman? Brother Jun, your son is born well! You have such a son , no amount of money will be exchanged!"

Shang Lijun held his throat and vomited, spit out a large puddle of sour yellow water, panting violently, suddenly snatched Shang Chu's ID card fiercely, stuffed it into Shang Chu's hand, and pushed him on the back: " Go! Go if you tell me to go!"

Shang Chu stared at him without saying a word, then picked up a bottle of wine on the counter, bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, poured half of the bottle down with his head up, and said word by word: "You want to drink, right? You Do you still want to drink? Okay, can I drink with you?"

"Come, come, sit down," the man cheerfully waved to Shangchu, "Let's have a drink together, uncle pays..."

"You fucking shut up!"

Shang Chu slammed the wine bottle on the ground, with a "bang", the glass splashed everywhere, the boss shivered in fright, hid in the back kitchen and dialed 110.

"Brother Jun, your son has a hot temper. It's not good for an Omega to be so violent, but there are some people who like it." The man said.

Shang Lijun's back stiffened, and he yelled at Shang Chu, "Get out if you tell me!"

"What am I getting out of?" Shang Chu laughed suddenly, "Where is this? You drink yours, drink it, I happen to be here, you drink to death so I can take care of your funeral, you continue, go!"

Shang Lijun suddenly raised his hand and slapped Shang Chu on the face: "Hurry up!"

Snapped--

There was a "hum" in Shangchu's ears, and he felt dizzy in an instant, his temples were throbbing, he bit his lower lip tightly, and tried to stand up straight with the pain, the dizziness passed, and he saw Shang Lijun staring at him in astonishment. He looked at himself, with remorse, guilt, and shock in his eyes.

Shang Chu pursed his lips into a smile, and raised his hand to wipe his nose, wiping off the blood.

Shang Lijun lowered his head, not daring to look at him, repeating the word "go" repeatedly.

Shang Chu turned around and left the lo-mei shop, and left with that half-dead shared bicycle.

"I can't see that you are quite capable!"

Shang Chu stood against the wall, and Xu Long stood in front of him.

"Using this identity to make trouble in other people's stores," Xu Long reprimanded with a straight face, "Why are you so arrogant!"

Xie Jun sat behind his desk, frowning at Shang Chu.

"I asked you to go up a tree to catch a cat. What did you do? How did you get all the blood? You can't handle such a small thing, can you?"

Shang Chu put his hands behind his back and didn't say a word.

"Where's the signature?" Xu Long shook the empty notebook, "How can you prove that you were a policeman without a signature? How can you prove that you did this thing! Don't you understand these basic things? How did the chief policeman teach you? ! You can’t be counted as doing this task without signing!”

"No need." Shang Chu said.

"What did you say?" Xu Long asked.

"No need," Shang Chu looked at him, "What kind of task is catching a cat? If it doesn't count, it doesn't count."

Xie Jun saw the sternness in his eyes, and said calmly: "At any time, as a people's policeman, you can't show your prestige in front of the masses."

"Did you hear that!" Xu Long roared, "You are so amazing with this certificate to show off? Are you so awesome? Is this what a policeman should do!"

"Then what should I do?" Shang Chu took a deep breath and said with a straight back, "Memorize hundreds of rules and regulations? Sitting in a daze all day? , I have to be coaxed by the vexatious old wretch, what else do I have to do besides these?"

"You!" Xu Long choked.

"Okay, hand in your ID card," Xie Jun buttoned the desk, and said in a deep voice, "Go back to write the self-criticism tonight, when will it be finished, and when will I come to exchange your ID card."

Without saying a word, Shang Chu took out his ID and threw it on the table, turned around and left the office.

"I'm so angry!" Xu Long closed the door, "Thank you, this kid is really stubborn!"

Xie Jun shook his head and looked at the blank police dispatch record: "You help him fill it up, and finally sign my name and bring it to me for stamping."

Xu Long raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Then he has completed this task?"

"Give it to him." Xie Jun said.

"You are quite tolerant of this kid," Xu Long curled his lips, "I never saw you take care of me like this when I was a rookie..."

Xie Jun smiled.

"This thing," Xu Long threw away Shangchu's ID, "what if he comes to change it?"

"He will come." Xie Jun picked up a stack of documents in his hand and began to flip through them.

"Are you so sure?" Xu Long asked, "What if you don't come?"

Xie Jun took a sip of his tea and said lazily, "Not only will he come, but he will come early tomorrow morning."