I come from a parallel world

The atmosphere is eerie.

Gao Ran spoke first, "Brother Xiaobei, didn't you go to the bureau? Why are you here?"

It never occurred to him that there was something wrong with calling Yang Zhi and the others police officers and Feng Bei brother.

I don't even think this title is linked to intimacy.

From the perspective of onlookers, this kind of special treatment will add a layer of subtle things in it. It is hard to explain clearly, but it really exists.

Cao Shiyuan raised his eyelids, but it was not easy to notice.

Feng Bei beckoned.

The corners of Gao Ran's eyes twitched, do you think I'm a kitten or puppy?He curled his lips and walked over.

Feng Bei glanced at Cao Shiyuan in the alley, and asked the boy, "I haven't asked you yet, what's going on?"

Gao Ran whispered, "Captain Cao is injured, he must be on some mission."

His voice was even lower, and he said nervously, "Brother Bei, I suspect that there is an ambush nearby, so hurry up, no, let's hurry up!"

Feng Bei took the boy in his arms, "There is no ambush."

Gao Ran was suspicious, "Really?"

Feng Bei hummed, but didn't go into details. The matter of Cao Shiyuan's task force had nothing to do with him, "Captain Cao, how are you doing? Shall I ask Xiao Dong to come over?"

Cao Shiyuan said, "Xiao Dong can't get away, please send me to the hospital."

Feng Bei looked at the boy beside him.

Gao Ran said, "You send him there, I'll go home."

Feng Bei frowned, and told the boy to follow him, not letting him go alone.

Not long after, the three of them appeared in the hospital.

The clothes on the back of Cao Shiyuan's shoulders were cut with a long cut by a sharp weapon, and the exposed wound was bloody, and the flesh was torn apart.

Gao Ran gasped, the wound on his forehead was incomparable to Cao Shiyuan's, and he didn't know how many stitches he needed.

On the other hand, Feng Bei hasn't changed at all, so it's not surprising.

Gao Ran has seen the scars on his abdomen and waist, it is too dangerous to be a criminal policeman.

You have to be on duty, squatting, investigating, spending a lot of energy day and night looking for clues, interrogating suspects all night long, chasing fugitives regardless of their own safety, and may be arranged to go undercover.

I don't know how long it will take to go home for a full meal and a good night's sleep after performing a task.

If you are unlucky and die in the line of duty, I am afraid that someone will replace your job the next day. You will be sad and sad. It is your family members who will not be able to get out for many years.

Like many boys, Gao Ran dreams of being a soldier, wanting to be a policeman, catch bad guys, and eliminate harm for the people.

Now that he has contacted the police, he is one step closer to his dream, but he dare not go any further, fearing that the more he knows, the passion and longing in his heart will slowly disappear.

The reality is not so pretty.

I don't know how Cao Shiyuan did it, but a nurse bought him a bag of candy, her face was blushed, and she didn't want to take her eyes off him.

Feng Bei also received that treatment.

Dressed in a good skin, it is eye-catching everywhere.

Cao Shiyuan has the temperament of a rich man. He has a pair of fox eyes, which are narrower and longer than Dan Feng's eyes. He feels a clear sense of alienation and is not easy to get close to. He looks like fine porcelain. It looks amazing, but cold.

But Feng Bei is different, he is stronger, more masculine, full of masculinity and mature charm, tall and handsome, and has a sense of security, that's what he is.

Gao Ran whispered to Feng Bei about how fast and how much Cao Shiyuan ate sweets, "He likes sweets so much, isn't he afraid of getting diabetes?"

Feng Bei laughed, "Silly boy, diabetes is a problem with the function of the pancreas. The concept of sugar is not the same as that of candy."

Gao Ran half understood, "Oh."

Feng Bei's cell phone rang, "Wait for me for a while, I'll answer the call, and I'll take you home when I'm done."

Gao Ran said, "I'll just go back by myself."

Feng Bei took two steps and turned around, "I'm not at ease."

Gao Ran muttered, "What's there to worry about? I'm a boy, not a girl. Can I still be bullied?"

As he said that, the corners of his mouth parted happily.

Feng Bei answered the phone for a long time, but he didn't come back. Maybe there was something urgent. Gao Ran was in a hurry to urinate, so he found the toilet and went in. As soon as he peed into the urinal, he heard footsteps behind him.

Gao Ran thought it was a patient or a family member, but he didn't care, until he smelled a faint smell of lemon before turning around in surprise.

Cao Shiyuan stood behind the young man, except for his pale complexion, there was no other abnormality.

Gao Ran moved his nose, "Do you still eat sugar when you go to the bathroom?"

After he finished speaking, he twitched his mouth. He didn't eat, so he probably came in after eating. The lemon smell in his mouth was strong, and the breath he exhaled was that smell.

Cao Shiyuan went to the urinal, put his slender hands on the belt, Gao Ran hurriedly washed his hands and walked towards the door, when a voice came from behind, "He is old enough to be your uncle."

Gao Ran's footsteps stopped, "It's not a big deal."

Cao Shiyuan's voice was caught in the sound of splashing water, "Nine years old."

"So I said it's not much..."

Gao Ran turned his head abruptly, "Check me!"

Seeing something, he quickly looked away, cursing in his heart, and a little inferior, so he had to comfort himself that he would grow up too.

Cao Shiyuan buckled his belt and went to wash his hands without any explanation.

Gao Ran didn't want to talk to the fox about the last time he lied to him. He knew it would be futile, so he strode outside, and another voice sounded from behind.

"Have the symptoms of insomnia eased?"

Gao Ran's eyelids twitched, but it didn't ease. He said in his heart, but said in his mouth, "None of your business."

Cao Shiyuan took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands nonchalantly, "See a doctor as soon as possible, taking medicine will help a little, if you drag on..."

He said flatly, "You don't need to take the college entrance examination."

Gao Ran turned around and left.

Rather than wanting to know how the other party saw that he had insomnia, he wanted to leave more. He hated the terrible illusion of nowhere to hide.

Cao Shiyuan looked at the young man's slender back, his eyebrows frowned.

Gao Ran found the man on the boulevard to the west of the hospital. He was about to speak when he realized that the man was getting angry. He got angry at the person on the other end of the phone and closed his mouth.

For the next ten minutes, Gao Ran's ears were filled with the voice of a man reprimanding his subordinates with a livid face. It was too scary, like a king of Yama.

He swallowed, feeling that he was really bold at ordinary times.

Feng Bei hung up the phone, pinched his brows irritably, glanced at the shadow on the ground from the corner of his eye, turned his head, and most of the anger on his face disappeared in an instant, "Where are you squatting to grow mushrooms?"

Gao Ran clapped his hands and stood up, raised his face and smiled brightly, "Well, you can pick a basket of big mushrooms next year."

Feng Bei looked at the young man's smile, looked at his good-looking crouching silkworm, and the remaining half of his anger suddenly disappeared, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Gao Ran asked, "Aren't you going to tell Captain Cao?"

Feng Bei said, "He left early."

Gao Ran, "..."

He sighed old-fashionedly, "I just realized that you are nine years older than me."

Feng Bei pressed the lighter for a moment, then clicked it open again, lit a cigarette and took a puff, "Cao Shiyuan told you?"

Gao Ran, um, said that we met while peeing in the toilet, "Do you still remember, the first time I called you uncle, you asked me to call you brother, what should I do, I'm used to calling you, it's hard to change my mouth. "

Feng Bei said, "Then don't change it."

He is also used to it, and the title of uncle makes him old, as if there is a generation gap between them, but in fact, that thing doesn't exist at all.

Gao Ran sighed, "I am too stupid, you must not be young if you can achieve your current position."

Feng Bei almost choked on a puff of cigarettes, he said with a dark face, "Your brother and I haven't turned thirty yet, why aren't we young anymore?"

Gao Ran pouted, it turned out that men are not convinced.

Feng Bei pinched a piece of skin from the back of the young man's neck, with neither light nor heavy force, "I told you not to talk to someone surnamed Cao, but you wouldn't listen."

Gao Ran looked aggrieved, "I heard it, he grabbed my car and refused to let me go, insisting that I buy him candy and pay me back... What the hell, where is my car?"

There is not even a shadow of a car in the parking area.

The car was stolen.

It's over, these two words are all in Gao Ran's mind.

Feng Bei looked at the distraught young man, "Okay, just say I lost it, and I'll buy you a new one tomorrow, and this matter will be over."

Gao Ran forgot to lock the car, his intestines were green with regret, "My dad will still train me."

Feng Bei gave him advice, "Then just cry, children who cry will have candy."

Gao Ran curled his lips, "Put it down, if I cry, my dad will look down on me, he said a man can't cry."

Feng Bei said, "I agree."

"..."

Gao Ran went home, Lu Ye completed the task and left.

Before leaving, he glanced at Gao Ran with some unknown meaning, making Gao Ran feel hairy all over.

I don't know how Lu Ye did it, but Mrs. Gao was in a good mood humming a little tune and knocking on the square melon seeds.

Gao Ran was in a bad mood. He couldn't calm down to do his homework. He turned his pen and said, "Grandma, do you know my cousin? Liu Chenglong? My aunt Liu Wenying?"

Granny Gao's teeth were fine, but after a while of clicking, she spat out the square melon seed skin, "Liu Liu, let me tell you, your aunt is bad!"

Gao Ran's hand trembled, the spinning pen fell from his fingers, his heart beat faster, trying not to scare grandma, "Why do you say that?"

Mrs. Gao didn't answer, she just stared at him with cloudy eyes, "And your cousin, that kid is even worse, all of them are bad, terribly bad, there is no good thing, sooner or later there will be retribution!"

Gao Ran repeated that sentence, "Why?"

Granny Gao rummaged through the porcelain basin with her skinny hands, "People are doing it, and the sky is watching. God has eyes, so he can memorize everything."

Gao Ran panicked when he heard that, he rubbed his goosebumps, "My cousin has been dead for a few days, my aunt was imprisoned for murder, now only my cousin is left."

Mrs. Gao stopped talking again.

Gaojiazhuang and Shihe Village are separated by a field ridge, and if you shout in this village, you can hear it in the other village. It is not surprising that Mrs. Gao is very old and knows some unknown things.

It's a pity that Gao Ran couldn't find what he wanted no matter how much he asked.

He was lying on the table, blowing on the draft paper again and again. His uncle was terrified when he saw the two-headed snake shed its skin. He had heard about it.

The aunt is pulling the big cousin and the cousin by herself. Both children have her surname and have grown up. How could it become like this?

Feng Bei promised to get an identical one for Gao Ran. He asked someone to contact the hospital to call out the surveillance screen, and went to find Bureau Zheng by himself. He lost his patience within 3 minutes after entering.

"Director Zheng, let's talk about business matters, but don't talk about private matters."

Director Zheng just finished the meeting with the special case team a moment ago. The informant he was looking for turned his back on him, and the information he provided was false. One officer was injured and one police officer died.

The task force followed Cao Shiyuan to appease the family members of the police officers.

After dealing with official affairs, you have to take care of your personal affairs, which are related to your daughter's life-long affairs, no matter what.

Bureau Zheng put the teacup on the table, "Look at your embarrassed look, isn't it just for you to have a meal with Huihui? It's not like going up the knife mountain and down the oil pan."

Feng Bei rubbed his forehead, "Ju Zheng, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart, I'd rather go up the mountain of knives and down the pot of oil."

Zheng Ju was furious when he heard that, "Fuck you, my daughter is a high-achieving student, she is young, she needs to look good, she needs to be knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and the conditions are very good."

Feng Bei lazily said, "So Bureau Zheng, you put your daughter together with a man like me with his head tied to the waistband of his trousers, isn't it hurting her?"

Bureau Zheng waved his hand, "Okay, okay, don't do this with me, I don't know you yet."

He let out a long sigh, his tone softened, and there was nothing he could do with his daughter, "It's Huihui's birthday that day, although she didn't say it clearly, she's been asking me what you're up to for the past two days, how about it, take some time Ask her out, have a meal with her and send her home, forget about it."

Feng Bei was the first and the second was big, "Ju Zheng, I really don't have that kind of thought right now."

Bureau Zheng stared.

Feng Bei put away his lazy posture, his back was straight, and his sitting posture was upright and rigorous, "I have given my life to the country, the party and the people, and nothing is my own."

This is a beautiful statement, and there are good reasons for the refusal.

Who is Bureau Zheng? He won't be fooled. He said slowly, "Don't you still have your heart?"

Feng Bei pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and replied in the same tone, "I want to leave my heart for the one I love."

That meaning is already very direct.

Zheng Ju knows that twisted melons are not sweet, and he knows that there are too many unknowns in this industry tomorrow. His daughter should live with an ordinary office worker, but she hangs on a tree. The south wall does not look back.

The landline on the desk rang.

Conversation terminated.

Feng Bei signaled Director Zheng to answer the phone, and he closed the door and stood outside, with childish doubts on his brows.

Love is unreliable, mysterious, a waste of time, and irrelevant. It was never in Feng Bei's life plan. He dedicated himself to this position.

When Zheng Ju mentioned that sentence to him, he popped out of his mouth for no reason, and wanted to leave his heart to the one he loved.

Feng Bei pinched the bridge of his nose, there was nothing wrong with his words.

But when he said it, he felt weird no matter how he thought about it.

the person he loves...

What is love?

Feng Bei notified the team members to hold a briefing on the case, first the Shihe Village case, and then the Corpse Dismemberment case, both cases stagnated.

The former could not find key clues, while the latter has long been an unsolved case, and it is difficult to find clues.

Feng Bei smoked two cigarettes in a row and his voice was hoarse. He asked the others to go out, sat deep in the chair by himself, and exhaled the last smoke ring.

In this line of work, the most difficult time is searching for clues like headless chickens, and the worst time of mental exhaustion is to pry open the suspect's mouth to give a confession. Come.

At the beginning of the case, it was a ball of wool, and only when it was torn apart would there be a sigh, so that was the case.

But before tearing it apart, it can make people anxious.

Although Liu Wenying didn't have anti-detective consciousness, but she was determined, she would rather die than tell, and the confession couldn't be broken, so she had to grind it out again.

When Feng Bei came out, he met Cao Shiyuan who had come back from his family, his eyes were bloodshot.

No matter what time and what case is involved, the death of a team member is an extremely sad thing, but it is inevitable.

People are powerless most of the time.

As a colleague, Feng Bei patted Cao Shiyuan on the shoulder, silently comforting him, and then returned him with Gao Ran's hundreds of dollars, "He's just a kid, and you, Captain Cao, can't be serious with him."

Cao Shiyuan squeezed the banknotes, and put them in his trousers pocket the next moment. He raised his eyes and asked, "The case of Shihe Village hasn't progressed yet?"

Feng Bei said no, by the way, he politely asked about the drug trafficking case.

The secret cannot be revealed. Feng Bei knew that he was just asking casually and was not interested. The case at hand was enough for him to be busy.

Of course, Cao Shiyuan was also very casual and perfunctory.

The two passed each other, and Cao Shiyuan stopped him, "Congratulations on closing the team."

Feng Bei didn't know why.

Cao Shiyuan twitched his lips and smiled, "Zheng Ju's son-in-law."

After the person left, Feng Bei didn't realize it, he cursed with a dark face, what a mess.

When it was getting dark, Gao Ran called the village head and asked if anything happened in the village. The murderer who killed his cousin had not been caught yet, so he felt very uneasy.

I endured it but still couldn't, I made this call when my parents didn't come back.

Village head Zhao had just sent Yang Zhi and his group away, and he panted heavily when he spoke, as if he was exhausted, "Xiao Ran, let's talk later, I've been busy all day, my back hurts, and I haven't had a sip of water yet."

Gao Ran said, unspeakably disappointed, "Alright then, village chief, go ahead."

Village head Zhao drank a large jar of water, sat on a chair to rest exhausted, asked his wife if the pig was fed, and got angry when she said no.

"What a lazy woman, she knows how to hang out all day long, and she doesn't even feed pigs!"

Village head Zhao went to the hut to scoop up two large ladles of bran and carried half a bucket of water to the pigsty. He poured the bran into the trough, poured water into it,

Ready to cut some vegetable leaves and put them in the bran.

When he reached the door of the house, Village Chief Zhao stopped suddenly.

its not right.

Usually, as long as a handful of chaff is poured into the trough, the two pigs will rush outward like reincarnated, and will keep screaming excitedly, wishing to bury their entire heads in the chaff.

There was no sound at all just now.

Village head Zhao was puzzled. He thought of something and his expression changed. He quickly turned around and ran back to the pigsty, standing outside the window and looking into the pen.

There was a big pool of blood in the circle, and the straw was bloody.

Both pigs were dead, with a bloody hole in the neck and a hole where the eye was, and the eyeball was gone.