Hunt down

The criminal investigation team of the Li City Public Security Bureau was still sorting out the case that had just been completed, when the phone on the operator's desk rang.

"Criminal Investigation Brigade of Li City Public Security Bureau, please tell me."

It was very quiet on the other side of the phone, Xixi Suo Suo could hear some voices, but no one spoke.

"Can you hear voices? Please speak."

The operator asked again.

She received a lot of calls to the police every day, and pranks accounted for a lot of them, so she was a little angry, "Do you know that it is illegal to interfere with the work of the police? We can track your location. Would you like to come to the Public Security Bureau to stay for a few days?"

"No... not."

There was finally a response from the other end of the phone. The voice sounded like a child in his teens.

"Is it inconvenient to talk?"

After the other party responded, the operator eased up a lot and lowered his voice a lot.

"Can you... come to Qichuan City..."

The voice of the other party was shaking, and the operator guessed that he might be on the phone while looking back to see if there was anyone nearby, so she began to record with a pen.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

"Someone...someone is hurting me, hurting me..."

The other party's voice was trembling, and he could feel that he was panicking.

"Can you tell me your name, age and location?"

"I...my name is Jiang...Jiale, Jiang Jiale, 13 years old...I am now, I am now in Qichuan City Huixin..Wisdom...Center...Huixin. ...beep beep..."

The phone was hung up in a hurry. Someone should have spotted him, and the operator immediately asked Liu Gongye to report the situation.

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Zhou Jiming stared at Song Nai's face, raised his hand to touch Song Nai's forehead, and then touched his own. He wondered, "It's not hot, I don't have a fever."

Zhou Jiming touched Song Nai's forehead in a daze, and rolled up his sleeves to look at the wound.Zhou Jiming leaned close to Song Nai's arm, he gently rolled up Song Nai's sleeve, and kept lifting his fingertips, for fear of touching Song Nai's wound, intentionally or unintentionally touched Song Nai's unwrapped gauze, and Song Nai's arm shrank.

He tilted his head and looked at Zhou Jiming's side face, which was sharp and angular. He hadn't cleaned it up for a long time, and some stubble appeared again. sweat.

Looking further up, his eyes are examining his wounds intently, with such serious eyes, he is examining his wounds...

Song Nai turned his face away, he pushed Zhou Jiming's fingertips away, and put down his sleeve, "The wound is fine."

"Since the wound is fine, it should be because of the heat. You have been cleaning the house for a long time, and you are still wearing long sleeves. It is strange if it is not hot. Be careful of the wound." After Zhou Jiming finished speaking, he pinched the clothes on Song Nai's shoulders and pulled them out Pulling, "Give it some air, please."

Song Nai felt that Zhou Jiming could pull half of his clothes off with a little effort, so he quickly pulled at the neckline, "I know."

Song Nai was rarely useless, "No need." "No." To deal with Zhou Jiming, but listened to his own suggestion politely, Zhou Jiming was happy, "I have something else to ask you."

"You ask."

"When you were in Fenghua Street, you were good at fighting with a stick, right? That time with Wang Heng, you pretended?" Zhou Jiming asked with a smile.

"One time was unprepared, the other time was prepared, what do you think?"

"So it's like this." Zhou Jiming seemed a little disappointed, "I thought you were working so hard to protect my brother!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who is my brother?" Song Nai glared at Zhou Jiming.

"Mr. Song Nai, I am several years older than you. You don't call me brother, do you call me uncle?" Zhou Jiming laughed and went to Song Nai's desk to help him organize the books, "You, don't be like me. You are welcome, brother, I like to make friends the most, we share weal and woe, in ancient times it was necessary to kowtow to worship!"

"Who is kowtowing to you!" Song Nai said displeased behind Zhou Jiming, "There are not many serious words in his mouth!"

"Hey...Xiao Song..."

Before Zhou Jiming finished speaking, the phone rang, and it was Liu Gongye calling.

"Well, Captain, you miss me after not seeing you for a long time?"

Listening to Zhou Jiming's nonsense, Song Nai squeezed past him to sort out her books, and put his shoulders against him, squeezing him out of his range of activities.

Zhou Jiming didn't think anything was wrong, so he continued to talk on the phone.

"Ji Ming, there are no major cases in the past two days, so you should take a good rest, and let me raise your gun hand before you come back."

When Liu Gongye was talking, someone interrupted him embarrassedly, and Zhou Jiming listened to the voice over there.

"Captain, Chen Yu and I are leaving now, three places, and we should be back soon."

It sounded like Fu Li.

"Well, let's go, and we will contact you in time if there is a situation."

"it is good."

Liu Gongye then said to Zhou Jiming, "What did I just say? Oh, yes, you can go home and rest. Isn't your father's birthday coming soon? You should go back and spend time with his old man."

"Was it Fu Li just now?" Zhou Jiming asked directly.

"Ah, um, yes, I just received a call saying that it was from Qi Chuan, so I asked Fu Li to take Chen Yu to have a look."

"What case?"

"I don't know the details. One child called and said that someone was trying to harm him. The phone was hung up before he finished speaking, and he didn't know the details."

"Where is the exact location?"

"The child said it was called 'Huixin'. Before he finished, Li Huiyao checked, and there are only three places in Qichuan called 'Huixin'. One is a community, one is a park, and the other is an orphanage."

"Now we have to check it out, right?"

"Well, we can't just leave it alone."

"Where are Fu Li and Chen Yu going? I'll go too."

"Zhou Jiming, do you not understand the words, I just told you to rest."

"Okay, where is the closest, where should I go, Huixin Community, Huixin Park, and Huixin Orphanage, right? I'll find the nearest one and go."

A book fell from Song Nai's arms. Zhou Jiming bent down to pick it up while on the phone, and when he handed the book back to Song Nai, he saw Song Nai staring at him with a look of seeing a ghost. To say hell, it is better to say that there are more doubts in it.

"Okay, um, got it." Zhou Jiming didn't take his eyes off Song Nai, he hung up the phone, and took out the stack of books from Song Nai's arms, "What's wrong? I look like I saw a ghost, I'm so scary?"

Song Nai took out a few books from Zhou Jiming's arms, stood next to Zhou Jiming and placed them casually, "I just heard you say Huixin Orphanage."

"Well, what, you know..."

Song Nai's past information appeared in front of Zhou Jiming.

By the way, after Song Nai's parents died, the orphanage he went to was called Huixin Orphanage.

Song Nai stuffed a book into the bookshelf, "What happened?"

Zhou Jiming looked at Song Nai thoughtfully, "I don't know yet, a child reported to the police and hung up before finishing speaking. I don't know if it is the Huixin Orphanage."

"Are you going?" Song Nai stuffed another book into the bookshelf, but Zhou Jiming helped him move it.

"Don't go."

Song Nai looked up in doubt, "You just..."

"I said I want to go to the nearest one, and the nearest one is Huixin District, which is in the southeast of Qichuan, not long after passing from the northwest of Li City." Zhou Jiming smiled slyly, "Why, you want me to go to Huixin Welfare hospital?"

"Fortunately, I don't really want to." Song Nai put the last book in his arms back on the shelf, turned around to get the book again, but Zhou Jiming stopped him with his arms crossed.

"Mr. Song, you have a big problem, and I think you should change it too."

"What's wrong?" Song Nai pushed Zhou Jiming's arm, pushed it away and then moved it back, and even used his strength to hit Song Nai's body, making an inch of it.

"The tongue is not the heart."

Zhou Jiming said so.

"People's hearts are complicated. If you don't talk about many things, no one will know. You can tell me clearly what you don't want, but you don't dare to show what you want." Zhou Jiming leaned down, "Mr. Song , this is too bad."

Song Nai pressed Zhou Jiming's forehead with her fingertips to keep him away from her, "Officer Zhou has a problem and needs to be corrected."

"Oh?" Zhou Jiming subconsciously touched the place touched by Song Nai's fingertips, and there was still a little warmth from Song Nai's fingertips, "Tell me too."

"Back to the head."

"Oh? Who did I peek at? Where did I look?" Zhou Jiming blatantly looked at Song Nai from top to bottom, "Mr. Song must explain in detail."

Originally, he wanted to refute Zhou Jiming, but unexpectedly, he didn't mind this stinking problem at all, and even fought back with it.

Song Nai was angry, "Look at your sister!"

Zhou Jiming laughed, his heart was very happy, he really wanted to rub Song Nai's head in his arms, this person is very easy to understand, what he likes and what he doesn't like, what he thinks is hidden deep, can be easily seen , is really a poor little child.

After Zhou Jiming helped Song Nai pack up the books, he went downstairs for a while, and when he came back, he stood at the door of Song Nai and smiled at the back of Song Nai's head, "Boss Song, I'll go back to the office first." Li, see you later!"

Before Song Nai had time to turn around and ask about the specific situation, the person disappeared.

Not long after Zhou Jiming left, a remittance text message of 30 yuan from the bank card floated on Song Nai's mobile phone, and Zhou Jiming sent "Thank you."

Before Song Nai put down his phone, another text message floated in, "Pack up some clothes and bring them later."

What is this person talking nonsense?wrong person?

Song Nai threw the phone aside, sat on the bed and stared at the cup that Zhou Jiming hadn't taken away, for a long time until Wang Lizhen came up to call him.

"Boss, Vice Captain Zhou is here again." Wang Lizhen stood at the door and didn't come in. Song Nai actually didn't like others entering his room.

"What are you doing again?" Song Nai was still angry.

"He said to let you go down with your clothes."

"Where are you going? No."

Wang Lizhen felt that the boss at the moment was special...special...childish.

"But...Deputy Captain Zhou said..."

"Don't say anything!"

"Oh, then I'll tell him to let him go to that orphanage by himself." Wang Lizhen turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Song Nai stopped Wang Lizhen.

......

Ten minutes later, Song Nai carried the suitcase, Zhou Jiming's cup and the insulated lunch box that he had taken away from Zhou Jiming's house, and reluctantly walked towards the smiling Zhou Jiming.

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