Let go of the murderer and let me come!

"father!"

Song Haozhe supported the table, the severe headache made him a little bit overwhelmed, and Ran Zhao called him so suddenly, almost made his head fall to the ground.

Ms. Yang followed Ran Zhao to the study room, holding two cups in her hand, seeing Song Haozhe frowning and sweating, she was so frightened that she hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? How is Haozhe uncomfortable?"

"...Probably because I didn't sleep well, and my head hurts a little." Song Haozhe shook his head, and the headache got better after a while. In order to prevent Ms. Yang from seeing anything else, Song Haozhe put a little force on the Ran Zhao beside him hugged him on his lap, touched Ran Zhaoguang's head with one hand, changed the subject and said, "I found that Ran Zhao and Lin Sihang looked alike when they were young..."

"He looked more like me when he was young. When I carried him out, the neighbors told me that your daughter is so beautiful..." Ms. Yang said happily, "Hao Zhe drinks some water and goes to sleep. ...so little rest in what you do."

"Okay." Song Haozhe nodded in agreement.

Ran Zhao put his arms around Song Haozhe's waist, raised his face and asked, "Are you going to go home with Dad later?"

Song Haozhe is actually the same as Lin Sihang, he still can't react to Ran Zhao calling him 'father', but it seems that it must be the result of Ms. Yang's 'patient teaching'.

"Don't you want to leave?" Song Haozhe asked.

Ran Zhao looked left and right at Ms. Yang and Song Haozhe, his little face collapsed, "I can't bear to miss grandma."

"My good grandson!" Ms. Yang reached out and pinched Ran Zhao's face, "I will visit you when grandma has time."

Lin Sihang took the file and was about to stick it on Lao Lin's face, but Lao Lin still didn't speak.

"Are you still my dad!" Lin Sihang was a little anxious, and used all kinds of tricks, but Lao Lin just didn't say anything!

"Farting again!" Lao Lin slapped Lin Sihang on the shoulder, and shouted with his eyes wide open, "I won't tell you! You still don't recognize me as a father!"

"Don't ask!" Lin Sihang also shouted, standing up abruptly from the sofa, "Will I tell you if I love it! I'll check it myself!"

"Don't investigate!" When Lao Lin heard Lin Sihang's words, his stubborn temper like Lin Sihang's suddenly jumped up, "You were not allowed to be a policeman at the beginning, but you must be! You must be!"

"What's wrong with being a policeman!" Lin Sihang didn't care about anything else. When he thought that the case was about to be prosecuted, Lao Lin, the only one who knew about it, would still beat him to death. Just say what you want to say or not!"

"What if you don't say anything?" Lao Lin put his hips on his hips, face to face and eye to eye with Lin Sihang.

"Breakdown!" Lin Sihang waved his hand, threw the file in his hand on the tea table, turned his head and shouted to the study, "Song Haozhe, go home!"

Song Haozhe and Ms. Yang led Ran Zhao out of the study room, and saw that Lao Lin and Lin Sihang did not give in to each other, and their nose tips were stuck together.

"You two got into a fight?" Ms. Yang exclaimed, and she came over and pulled Lao Lin aside, "It's because of a case, why is this?"

Lin Sihang took a step back, and sat down on the sofa, "Let me announce! Lin Zhuo and I have broken friends!"

"Get out!" Lao Lin was wearing slippers, kicked on the coffee table, and then walked to the bedroom without looking back.

"Hey you two..." Ms. Yang glanced left and right, and finally chose to slap Lin Sihang on the head, "Stubborn again!"

Lin Sihang didn't resist, "Where's Ran Zhao's stuff? I'm leaving!"

"Lin Sihang, are you sick?" Seeing Lin Sihang's appearance, Ms. Yang knew that he was telling the truth this time, and the expression on her face became serious, "If you have something to say, you can't say it properly, why are you!"

It was also the first time Song Haozhe saw Ms. Yang, holding Ran Zhao and standing aside without disturbing her.

"It's just sick!" Lin Sihang simply couldn't bear it anymore, raised his head and started to say loudly, "It's a case from 20 years ago, what can my dad not say! There is still one month of prosecution period left. Let the murderer get away with it! Old Lin must understand this truth!"

Ms. Yang was at a loss for words, and she was taken aback for a moment before she said, "If your father doesn't say he has his reasons, why are you so stubborn here!"

"I said I'll look it up myself!" Lin Sihang stood up, grabbed the files with his hands and stuffed them into his bag, and strode towards the door with a wrinkled face.

"You rebelled!" Ms. Yang shouted behind Lin Sihang.

Song Haozhe was a bit in a dilemma holding Ran Zhao, Lin Sihang's temper came up as soon as he said it, things developed a bit suddenly, and the photo just now made him even more confused!

"Stop!" Lao Lin suddenly opened the bedroom door, and said to Lin Sihang who was about to open the door.

Lin Sihang stopped and didn't turn around.

"Enter the house." Lao Lin continued.

Lin Sihang took a few steps backwards, but still didn't turn around.

"I'll just tell you what I know, and the rest... you and Hao Zhe, come here first." Lao Lin sighed, turned and went into the bedroom after speaking.

Lin Sihang turned around and threw the bag to Ms. Yang, and dragged Song Haozhe to the bedroom, "I won..."

The bedroom is very clean, except for a desk and a double bed, the space is not very big, but there are a lot of photos.

Lao Lin sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at Lin Sihang and snorted coldly, but didn't speak.

"Promise, tell me everything you know!" Lin Sihang stood by the bed and declared, "Otherwise, we'll really break up!"

"Break the fart!" Lao Lin said, pointing at the two of them, "You two have listened to it, don't regret it!"

Song Haozhe and Lin Sihang looked at each other, not understanding what Lao Lin meant.

"I don't regret it." Lin Sihang pulled Song Haozhe to sit by the bed, nodded earnestly, "Go ahead."

Lao Lin handed a folder in front of them to the two, "This is a summary of what I wrote after the incident happened, you two take it back and have a look."

"What else?" Lin Sihang took it.

Old Lin paused for a while, his eyes kept looking at Song Haozhe.

Seeing Lao Lin's scrutinizing eyes, Song Haozhe panicked a little.

Did you know you found the photo?

"Zhao Anping put the two of you together. I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd." Lao Lin sneered, "You can ask Zhao Anping about the rest...after the case is over."

"That's all?" Lin Sihang spread his hands.

"Otherwise?" Lao Lin raised his eyebrows.

"...As expected, the fuck is going to break up the relationship!" Lin Sihang stood up.

"Whose mother!" Lao Lin stretched out his foot and kicked Lin Sihang's ass.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. It's like I'm forcing you." Lin Sihang said dissatisfiedly while holding the folder that Lao Lin gave him.

"I don't know if I'm stupid or your mother is stupid. You're the stupidest when you're born!" Lao Lin crossed his arms and said, "20 years ago I was a policeman, not a captain. Visit and investigate... I can still know what big secret I am afraid of."

"Then you must have an impression of this case." Lin Sihang said.

"Yes." Lao Lin nodded compromisingly, "This case is the most impressive of all the cases I have taken over."

"Why?" Song Haozhe couldn't help asking.

Lao Lin looked at the two of them, and said slowly, "I took over the case at the beginning...but after more than half a year of investigation, there was no progress, so I took it over to someone else."

"Are you sure?" Lin Sihang raised his eyebrows, "Only your name is written in the file, who did you send it to?"

"Old Song." Lao Lin looked at Song Haozhe, "Song Yi."

Ran Zhao was already asleep, covered with Lin Sihang's coat.

Song Haozhe was staring out of the window in a daze, the speed of the car was very fast, and some passing scenery was slammed behind the car in less than a second.

"Brother Song..." Lin Sihang's lips were a little dry, and he grabbed Song Haozhe's hand gropingly.

Song Haozhe didn't want to talk, but he panicked a lot. Lin Sihang's palm was very hot, and the temperature was transmitted little by little. It took a while for Song Haozhe to relax slowly.

After seeing the photo, he was sure that Lin Sihang's father had a certain relationship with his own father, but he never expected to hear the word 'Song Yi' from Lin Sihang's father so early.

It was so far away that he could barely remember.

Not only Song Haozhe, but even Lin Sihang himself was a little flustered now, even after hearing Lao Lin say the word 'Song Yi', he almost jumped up and slapped himself twice.

Song Yi!

Song Haozhe's father!

Lin Sihang didn't know how to describe his current mood, but now he only had one thought.

Song Haozhe seems to leave him.

Inexplicably, after hearing Lao Lin say the name 'Song Yi', this was Lin Sihang's subconscious reaction.

He had no memory of how he took Ran Zhao out of the house, and he couldn't remember how he got into the car. When he realized it, there was an endless silence between him and Song Haozhe.

He was a little scared.

Seeing that Song Haozhe ignored him, Lin Sihang exerted a little force on his hands, and continued to call out "Song Haozhe?"

Song Haozhe moved his head, broke away from Lin Sihang's hand holding him, and then wrapped his arms around Lin Sihang's waist, "Headache."

The heat from his waist made Lin Sihang temporarily let go of his worries, maybe he was overthinking.

Song Haozhe didn't look like he would leave him.

"Did you rest well?" Lin Sihang asked, reaching out his hand to touch Song Haozhe's forehead, "I don't have a fever... I guess I'm tired."

"Yeah." Song Haozhe nodded and closed his eyes, "Go to bed early tonight, I have to go to the bureau tomorrow."

Lin Sihang paused for a moment before he couldn't help asking, "Just now, my dad..."

"It's okay." Song Haozhe smiled, "It's just a little sudden, I haven't heard my dad's name for a long time."

"Why didn't uncle's name be recorded in this case at the end?" Lin Sihang frowned and asked, a little puzzled. "According to the procedure, as long as it is the main person in charge of taking over, the name should be written on it."

Song Haozhe shook his head to express his incomprehension.

"There is Zhao Ju..." Lin Sihang continued, "My dad still knows Zhao Anping?"

Song Haozhe was also very surprised by this. In the bedroom, Lao Lin watched him for a long time, and he could hear the tone of his voice. The relationship between him and Zhao Anping was not just acquaintance.

For some reason, Song Haozhe didn't want to show Lin Sihang the photos in a hurry.

He is afraid.

He is afraid that things will develop beyond his imagination.

He was afraid that his father's death would involve him with someone he knew.

The author has something to say:

The author of Salted Fish has been a bit busy recently, and I have a holiday in a week, so I can take it easy.

Thank you for waiting, thank you for liking.

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