Let go of the murderer and let me come!

Song Haozhe took off his shirt, opened the door and went into the bathroom. Inside, Lin Sihang was washing his hair. He turned around and looked at Song Haozhe in shock.

Squinting his eyes and wiping the foam off his eyes, Lin Sihang washed his face along with it, "Will you fucking wash it together?"

"You don't want to?" Song Haozhe raised his eyebrows and bent down to take off his pants.

"Fuck." Lin Sihang wanted to cover his body with a towel, but felt that it was useless, and his eyes followed Song Haozhe's movements to look at certain parts non-stop.

Song Haozhe could feel the look in Lin Sihang's eyes, and wanted to laugh a little. He threw the trousers he took off on the sink beside him. He was wearing underwear and facing Lin Sihang with his hands on his hips. .”

"You go out!" Lin Sihang made a 'bah' gesture, turned back and started the shower.

The temperature in the bathroom was already quite high, so Lin Sihang would not admit that after hearing "meat compensation", his mind was full of mosaic images.

But Song Haozhe could guess it, as far as Lin Sihang's careful thinking is concerned, he can figure it out just by thinking about it with his toes.

Seeing Lin Sihang's back turned to him, Song Haozhe took off his underwear and stood behind Lin Sihang.

There was no two centimeters between them.

Lin Sihang felt his heart was beating so fast, he just saw a ghost, only Song Haozhe could make him feel so flustered.

Song Haozhe hugged Lin Sihang from behind, and restlessly touched Lin Sihang's waist back and forth with his hands. Lin Sihang himself was quite sensitive, and the touch on his waist made him feel a little itchy, so he couldn't help twisting back and forth.

When Bai Huahua's butt touched a certain part of Song Haozhe, Lin Sihang almost jumped up.

In his mind, the bathroom was a very erotic place, plus Song Haozhe was going to do erotic things, Lin Sihang was a little bit trembling while excited.

"Go out." Lin Sihang's voice trembled a little.

Song Haozhe didn't care, buried his face in Lin Sihang's shoulder and rubbed back and forth, stretched his arms around Lin Sihang's waist and brought him around.

Both of them were naked now, Lin Sihang blushed and his legs were shaking violently.

Really couldn't bear it anymore, Lin Sihang had to admit that he himself had a reaction, and the temperature of Song Haozhe's body behind him made him feel like he was going to explode.

"Do it quickly!" Lin Sihang said boldly and loudly.

Song Haozhe chuckled a few times on Lin Sihang's shoulder, and slowly moved his lips up along his neck, kissing Lin Sihang little by little.

Lin Sihang turned off the shower, turned around in Song Haozhe's arms slightly, held Song Haozhe's face in his hands, made him face himself, and asked a little uncertainly, "What's wrong with you today?"

It's not that Song Haozhe's temperament is wrong today, it should be said that Song Haozhe's mood is wrong today.

In the past, he must have carried Lin Sihang directly to work, but today he hesitated for so long, as if he was very worried.

Coupled with the little episode on the road before, Lin Sihang sighed, resisting the feeling that his whole body was going to be on fire, and stared into Song Haozhe's eyes.

Song Haozhe leaned over and kissed Lin Sihang fiercely on the lips, then turned around and picked up a towel from the side and wrapped it around his body.

In the bedroom, only the desk lamp was turned on, it wasn't very bright, Song Haozhe was smoking one by one, Lin Sihang stayed beside him and didn't speak.

"I remembered a series of numbers." Song Haozhe extinguished the cigarette butts he had smoked in the ashtray, turned over and lay down under the quilt. The weather has started to cool down a bit recently, and the room is also a little cold. When he entered the bed, he still couldn't help it I shuddered, "I think you're right. These people and these things must be related."

"I've always wanted to ask you, but I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable if I asked you too much." Lin Sihang sighed, holding Song Haozhe's hand under the quilt with one hand, and squeezed hard, "When you want to talk, just talk to me." I said."

Song Haozhe and Lin Sihang lay side by side, turned around and touched Lin Sihang's forehead, "Actually, there is nothing you can't say, I'm just afraid that if I say it, it will affect my thinking later."

"I don't understand." Lin Sihang shook his head.

"I suddenly remembered it when I saw Zhang Ji today." Song Haozhe said, "I remember that my dad was indeed investigating a kidnapping case."

"You mean, before uncle's accident?" Lin Sihang lay back a little bit and asked in surprise.

"Well." Song Haozhe said, "Because when you were kidnapped when you were a child, my dad went to the scene. I thought it was your case earlier, but... when I met Zhang Ji, that kind of The feeling is very strong, what my dad investigated should be the case that Uncle Lin mentioned, which is the case we are investigating now."

"...Do you suspect that my kidnapping case is related to Zhang Ji's kidnapping case?" Lin Sihang raised his voice, and even turned over and sat up in surprise.

Song Haozhe understood Lin Sihang's reaction. Although it was just a guess, he was still ready to express his thoughts, "Perhaps, when my dad took over this case, you were kidnapped not long ago, and Uncle Lin also resigned. Don't you think it's strange? ?"

"And uncle's car accident." Lin Sihang's heart beat slowly accelerated, although he still couldn't quite react to what Song Haozhe said, but he was still a little panicked.

Song Haozhe was silent, and looked at Lin Sihang.

It felt like someone dropped a bomb around the two of them, and the bomb caught them off guard.

"I'm so fucking drunk." Lin Sihang held his forehead, his hands were shaking.

"So I'm not sure what is the purpose of Director Zhao's sudden disclosure of this case for us to investigate." Song Haozhe took the cigarette case and was about to smoke another one, but he held back after thinking about it, "Also There is my dad's file, why is it empty, I can't figure out these two points."

"Could it be..." Lin Sihang swallowed hard, and said in a trembling voice, "Since my brother's case, Director Zhao has planned it?"

"Plan?" Song Haozhe raised his eyebrows.

"I will definitely not let my brother's case go unnoticed. Director Zhao must know this, and it is impossible for you not to continue to investigate Uncle Song's case back then. Could Director Zhao deliberately arrange us together? On the surface, it is a task force, but in fact, they want to wait for the time to bring out Zhang Ji's case to us."

"And...that sentence Uncle Yang said." Song Haozhe nodded, agreeing with Lin Sihang's words.

"My dad, that old fox, doesn't say anything." Lin Sihang was a little discouraged.

"Solve this case first, maybe everyone will know." Song Haozhe turned off the lamp, lay down in the dark with Lin Sihang in his arms, and rolled twice on the bed, "I feel much more relaxed when I say it, I should do something serious. …”

Lin Sihang was turned over like a salted fish by Song Haozhe, and could only struggle a few times helplessly, "Sooner or later I'll see you!"

The next day, Zhang Tuo took Sun Shaoshi to Zhang Ji's nanny's hometown. Fortunately, he was in good health. Although his hair was gray, his eyes were still very energetic.

After hearing Zhang Tuo and Sun Shaoshi's intentions, the old man was obviously taken aback.

"...Have you caught that bad guy yet?" The old man approached Zhang Tuo and asked loudly.

Zhang Tuo nodded. It seemed that the old lady was deaf. He also raised his voice and approached and said, "Can you remember something from that year?"

"Remember! Remember!" The old man nodded and coughed twice.

The old nanny lived with her granddaughter, and the little girl cleverly moved two small benches to Zhang Tuo and Sun Shaoshi.

"Then tell me about it," Zhang Tuo said.

"I can't forget it!" The old man wrinkled his face, shook his head, and reached out to pat his chest, "I can't sleep well...I'm sorry, boss."

"Tell me about it." Zhang Tuo said again.

"That day..." the old man waved his hand, "I went shopping with me, and I was not allowed to follow, saying it was a secret..."

"Then?"

"I just went to the toilet..." the old man said here, with tears in his eyes, and kept shaking his head, "It's gone when I come back, it's gone when I come back!"

"You mean, you're gone when you come back from the toilet, right?" Sun Shaoshi wrote down quickly, afraid that he would leave something behind.

"Yes." The old man nodded, "A few days before that happened, the house was burglarized, and the boss was afraid that something might happen to the child, and told me to follow me wherever I go!"

"Before the incident happened, things at home were stolen?" Zhang Tuo was a little surprised, and didn't expect to find out another thing.

"Hmm..." the old man nodded, "I remember clearly that there were policemen who came and left after looking at it."

"Then do you think these two cases are related?" Zhang Tuo asked.

The old man sighed, shook his head and did not answer.

"Zhang Ji's family has been burglarized?" Yang Yizong repeated with a louder voice while on the phone.

Zhang Tuo didn't know what to say on the phone, Yang Yizong um/um/ah/ah several times before hanging up the phone.

"What's going on?" Fang Bo stretched his neck and asked.

"It's pitiful to talk about Zhang Ji." Yang Yizong shrugged his shoulders, "Zhang Tuo said that before Zhang Ji's son disappeared, there were burglars in his home. At that time, the police came to investigate, but because Zhang Ji's son disappeared within a few days Missing, the theft case is not in the mood to investigate."

"That's really..." Fang Bo followed with a sigh.

"What else?" Song Haozhe asked while holding a cup.

"It's gone." Yang Yizong waved his hand, "It's been 20 years, and the nanny is also getting old. She can only remember that when she went to the toilet, she was lost. She can't remember anything else."

"That's right." Lin Sihang nodded, "I won't disclose the details of the subsequent investigation to the nanny, but it's quite surprising that a theft case can still be found."

"I don't know if the two cases are related." Han Yue clapped his hands on the table twice, staring at the computer screen, and asked casually, "How do we investigate next?"

So far, no key evidence has been found in this case, only the guesses made by Song Haozhe and Lin Sihang when they were at home.

Several people were worrying and couldn't even find their way.

Just thinking about how to do it, Han Yue suddenly called out, "Captain Song!"

Song Haozhe put the cup on the table and leaned towards Han Yue, "What's wrong?"

"I found it!"

"What did you find?" Several people were a little excited, and they all went to Han Yue's computer.

"The person who followed Team Song before!" Han Yue pointed on the computer screen, "I found it!"

The author has something to say:

The case should be seen until the end.

After the exam next week, I will have a holiday, happy!

Continue tomorrow.