Hunt down

Song Nai didn't eat half of the porridge very quickly, and couldn't eat any more.

He gently pushed the porridge towards Zhou Jiming, "Don't eat."

Because his stomach was not properly nourished when his body was developing, it was very delicate, and he couldn't be hungry, full, and let alone hold it.So he almost felt no stomach cramps, there was something in it, and his body had strength, so he wouldn't eat more.

Zhou Jiming held the cup between his arms, unscrewed it with his left hand, and handed it to Song Nai, "Drink some water, it's still warm."

Song Nai took the cup after hesitation.

Song Nai doesn't like others to bring food for him, and he doesn't like to share a cup with others, let alone drink water from the rim of a cup that has been kissed countless times by others.

He hated these, so he was somewhat resistant to using Zhou Jiming's cup.

After Song Nai took the cup, Zhou Jiming raised his head and drank the remaining porridge. He turned his head to look at Song Nai, still chewing, "You eat too little."

He looked at Song Nai without drinking water for a long time, so he thought of something, put the porridge aside, he looked at Song Nai seriously, "Boss Song, please believe me, I don't have any infectious diseases."

Song Nai was a little embarrassed, he hurriedly took a sip of water from the cup, then stretched out his other hand to Zhou Jiming, spreading his palm, "It's ok."

Zhou Jiming put the lid of the cup into his hand, and then took a sip of the porridge, "Mr. Song, at any rate, we have been through trouble together, and we can still be friends, right? Don't always be so unfamiliar with me. , I will be sad."

Song Nai tightened the lid of the cup and returned the cup to Zhou Jiming. Maybe it was because the stomach pain was relieved, or maybe because he was a little anxious to drink water just now, his cheeks became rosy and bloody.

"Fenghua Street, take another small road from here, and you will arrive after you get out." Song Nai regained his strength, he looked at the front of the car and said to Zhou Jiming, "This time you are alone, should you ask in a low-key manner?"

Zhou Jiming finished his last sip of porridge and raised the cup to Song Nai's face, "Boss Song, do me a favor."

Song Nai held the cup and unscrewed the lid two or three times, leaving the lid in his hand.Zhou Jiming withdrew his hand, drank all the water into the cup without hesitation, and then stretched out the cup to Song Nai, asking him to screw the lid on.

"Don't you still have you?" Zhou Jiming looked at Song Nai's hand tightening the lid of the cup and paused for a moment, then "wiped" a few times to finish it.

"Why am I the only one?" Zhou Jiming continued, "The two of us can't be high-profile, so when we arrive at Fenghua Street, we ask each other, as if we are guests who are looking for flowers and willows."

"Ask next to each other? Is there no way to find out which one it is in advance?" Song Nai took the cup out of Zhou Jiming's hand and placed it between the two.

Zhou Jiming's eyes followed Song Nai's hand, "It's hard to check, the salary transfer account owns more than half of the stores here, and there is no way to confirm which one."

Song Nai understood, "Shall we go now? Or wait until night?"

"They usually open at six o'clock in the evening, let's go then."

At this moment Zhou Jiming's cell phone rang suddenly, it was Liu Gongye.

Zhou Jiming answered the phone in front of Song Nai, and did not avoid him getting out of the car to talk.Liu Gongye's voice was not low, and Song Nai heard all of his voice, saying that the result of the Swiss knife appraisal came out, which matched the wound, but apart from Zhou Jiming's blood and Wang Heng's fingerprints, no other clues were found, so it cannot be regarded as Evidence.

Zhou Jiming hung up the phone, frowning.

"Did you find any clues after being at the scene that day?" Song Nai asked.

Zhou Jiming shook his head, "The murderer was very smart and left no trace."

"Did you search Wang Heng's house?"

"Fu Li will take someone there later, she has to rest first, girl, her body is not as good as ours can carry."

"Yes." Song Nai lowered his head and responded softly.

Zhou Jiming packed up the takeaway boxes of porridge, feeling that the atmosphere is not bad at the moment.

"Mr. Song."

"Ok?"

"Can I ask you a question?" Zhou Jiming asked tentatively.

"Please say."

"I see that your information shows that you have been in prison before."

Song Nai's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

"Didn't the information tell you?" Song Nai's tone became alienated in an instant.

"There are only results recorded in the data, but no detailed records." Zhou Jiming did not back down, "I want to hear Mr. Song himself."

"why?"

"Because only the person involved knows the incident better..."

"I mean why are you curious about me?"

Zhou Jiming was speechless for a moment.

Yes, why?Why should he?Interrogation?In what capacity?friend?

"Officer Zhou, I need to make some things clear. You saved me, and I will repay you. If you help me once, I will pay you back once. After the case is over, we will never have anything to do again, so you don't have to say goodbye to me. I'm so curious, and I don't have any glorious deeds worth sharing with others."

He was very eloquent at this time, where did the person who couldn't speak just now go?

After Song Nai finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. He opened his lips lightly, "Wake me up when we go to Fenghua Street." He didn't say a word after that.

Zhou Jiming thinks that Song Nai is like a security zone, where he can chat with you within a safe range, once you touch the security line, he will put up protection, if you try to enter again, he probably should have his weapon out.

Zhou Jiming suddenly wanted to smoke, but then he thought that the person next to him couldn't smell the smoke, so he resisted the idea.

He turned his head to look out of the window, and then looked back at Song Nai. He was inexplicably irritable, and his mind was full of his sentence just now, "After the case is over, we will never see each other again."

He neither sat nor leaned, nor went out, nor stayed, but he just didn't understand one question—why?

Zhou Jiming was quiet beside him for a while, so quiet that Song Nai even thought he had gone out.

Song Nai moved his eyes slightly, squinted his eyes and glanced sideways, only to a corner, he immediately retracted his gaze and closed his eyes again.

Zhou Jiming actually sat beside him without moving, looking at him all the time!

Song Nai's palms were sweating a little.

Zhou Jiming bent his mouth.

"Boss Song, do you really hate me?" Zhou Jiming deliberately put his injured hand very close to Song Nai, and when he asked the question, he stretched his upper body forward, letting himself be soaked in sweat because he went out to buy porridge earlier The wet embarrassment was more clearly exposed in front of Song Nai's eyes.

Song Nai didn't answer him, and didn't look at him with his eyes closed.

"Why do you think we won't be involved after the case is over?" Zhou Jiming leaned closer to Song Nai.

Zhou Jiming kept staring at Song Nai's expression, he saw his brows frowning, and then quickly recovered his calm.

"Do you think I'm causing you trouble, Mr. Song?" Zhou Jiming got closer to Song Nai, and Song Nai could feel Zhou Jiming's breath on the side of his face.

He couldn't take it anymore, propped his right hand on the back of his side, moved to the left with his strength, and opened his eyes after making some distance.

He didn't know when Zhou Jiming got closer to him again, he only knew that the moment he opened his eyes, Zhou Jiming's heavy breathing rushed towards him, and he was so close.

Song Nai followed his body and retreated to the car door. He stared at Zhou Jiming, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Jiming looked innocent, "I didn't do anything? Mr. Song has been ignoring me. I was worried that you didn't hear me, so I wanted to get closer and ask."

Mouth full of nonsense, libertine!Song Nai cursed in his heart.

"Then I asked those words just now, did Mr. Song hear that?"

Seeing Zhou Jiming approaching again, Song Nai put his hand on Zhou Jiming's left shoulder, "Officer Zhou, I think some of your behavior can be changed."

Zhou Jiming didn't tease him, and sat back in the co-pilot, "Oh? Like?"

"The distance between people should not be too close, especially with unfamiliar people."

"Are you saying you don't know me well? How come?" Zhou Jiming looked innocent, "I saved you, and you helped me. Under normal circumstances, we can even ask for help!"

Song Nai took out a tissue and wiped the sweat in his hands, "Then I believe Officer Zhou has saved many people, and there must be many brothers."

Zhou Jiming didn't answer, he observed Song Nai, "Mr. Song was nervous just now?"

"No."

Zhou Jiming smiled lightly.

Song Nai was displeased, "What are you laughing at?"

"You don't answer my questions, and I won't answer yours."

"As expected of Police Officer Zhou, the way of chatting is unique."

"If Mr. Song is willing to talk to me seriously instead of dodging the problem, I will not use this method."

Song Nai clutched the tissue, he smiled wryly, "Okay, then I will do as you wish."

He rubbed the rotten tissue into a small bag next to him, then turned his head to look at Zhou Jiming, "First, I don't hate you; second, we don't have any intersection in our lives, you and I were originally because of the case acquaintance, without this case, I am afraid that we would never meet each other for the rest of our lives, let alone sit and talk in the car like now, so we will not have any contact in the future no matter what, this is a normal inference; finally, Zhou The police officer did not give me any trouble, on the contrary, you are a very good policeman and helped me a lot."

Remember all the questions, Zhou Jiming thought.

"It's time for me to ask you."

Zhou Jiming was still thinking about Song Nai's answer just now.

"Why do you have to be curious about me, and why do you want to keep in touch with me? You keep asking me if I don't like you. Does it mean that Officer Zhou likes me very much?"

Zhou Jiming didn't expect Song Nai to take what he asked so seriously, he didn't answer immediately, but stared into Song Nai's eyes.Although his tone was questioning and tough, his eyes looked sad, and Zhou Jiming couldn't understand what he meant.

This question cannot be answered quickly, he has to think about it seriously.

When Zhou Jiming was thinking, Song Nai sneered, and then said, "If Officer Zhou thinks the food in our hotel is not bad, you can come anytime. As a thank you, I will not charge Officer Zhou any fees. But there is only one thing, that is, don't try again. Let's explore my past, I believe that Police Officer Zhou doesn't have so much free time every day, so he should pay more attention to the case and your family."