Hunt down

The morning in Baltu was as cold as the night. Song Nai woke up at five o'clock, put on a thicker coat, put on sneakers, and went to the grassland alone with a travel bag.

Song Nai’s hotel is very close to the grassland. Walking along the road for 10 minutes, you can see the grassland gradually appearing on both sides. There are a few horses standing not far from the road to graze. Let's take a look at Song Nai first.

This is the first time he has returned to the grassland, the vast grassland meets the blue sky, Song Nai seems to understand the reason why Zhu Bing yearns for this place, he suddenly understands why Zhu Bing is so eager to gallop on the grassland.

She must have imagined the sound of the wind whistling past her ears when she was riding on horseback; she must have imagined running towards the sunrise and rushing home before the sunset, she must have dreamed about it in her dreams.

The sun seemed to be slowly rising from the end of the road. There was no one on the road, and everything around was in a cool tone. The slowly rising sunlight began to spread out little by little, covering everything around from far to near.

Song Nai walked against the sun, and the light also climbed onto his cheeks. His face was like a specially favored oven. All the heat seemed to gather here. The temperature on Song Nai's body was just right, but his cheeks But it was burnt red.

This is the first time he has traveled alone since he grew up. When he was sent to the orphanage more than ten years ago, he was with their driver. That driver was the only person who was willing to approach them after the accident at home. Thinking about it, I don't know if that person knows the real situation of the orphanage.

Later, after Song Nai escaped from the orphanage, he found a passerby and told him to go to the police station to call the police, but he was kicked out as an ignorant child.

He wandered alone on the street for a month, his body was dirty and smelly, and he was so thin that only his bones remained. On a rainy night, he was met by a family named Song and picked him up.

Song Nai sometimes feels that he is very lucky. He escaped death many times. After being abandoned by the Song family, he lived blindly with the gangsters in the street. He used sticks and knives. avoided.

At least he's alive now.

To live is more important than anything else.

Song Nai thought countless times, how should he live, how should he live, why should he live?

Compared with those children who have been buried in the ground, including Zhu Bing, he thinks that if those people live in the world, they may be better than him and enjoy life more. Why is he the one who survived in the end?

The flock of sheep in the distance bleats "bleat" from time to time, and the shepherd whistles and yells freely. This place looks like a paradise far away from the world, and the people here seem so comfortable and happy.

So hearty and wanton, Song Nai felt envious and bitter.

Life is short for dozens of years, some people have everything they want, and some people die without seeing the place they yearn for, how difficult it is.

"Hey—you smashed it!" The elder brother shouted and waved to Song Nai.

Song Nai stopped and waved at him, "Hello—"

"Are you here for a tour?"

"That's it."

The eldest brother came closer and said, "There are not many tourists this season, did you come here while there were few people?"

Song Nai nodded and smiled, "It just happens to be free."

"Oh, that's okay! There are few tourists these days, and the entire grassland can be seen in full view, so you can see it all!"

Song Nai smiled.

"By the way, do you want to ride a horse?" The elder brother had dark skin, and when he smiled, he showed two rows of big white teeth, honest and simple.

"I won't." Song Nai smiled bitterly.

"You ride my horse, it will take you around, it's all right, it's very stable!"

After finishing speaking, the eldest brother put his hand to his lips and whistled, attracting horses grazing not far away.

"Husserl!" The eldest brother grabbed the rein of the horse, and while running along his mane, he introduced to Song Nai, "I grew up with me, and he is a bit old, but his strength is not weak at all." , call it Husserl."

The eldest brother put his mouth close to Husserl's ear, whispered something, and then put the rein in Song Nai's hand, "Hold on tight, it will show you around."

Song Nai held the rein in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then climbed onto the horse's back. He smoothed Husserl's mane in the same way as his elder brother, then put his face close to the horse's neck, and said, "Husserl! Then please Already!"

The elder brother laughed and said, "That's right! There is nothing to worry about! Go!" After the elder brother patted his horse's butt, Husserl raised his front hooves, jumped out, and ran along the grassland with Song Nai .

Song Nai was trembling at the beginning, his nerves were tense, he was afraid that he would accidentally fall off, but after walking for a while, he found that Husserl was really stable, and his speed was not slow, but he didn't feel too bumpy. Song Nai felt relieved. As soon as he was relieved, his courage became bigger.

He held the rein with one hand, and touched the back with the other, and then Husserl unfastened his backpack one by one, and took out the well-wrapped jar inside.

Husserl gallops on the grassland, its mane is raised backward against the wind, it looks like an indomitable warrior, brave and fearless.

Song Nai opened the jar, he grabbed a handful from it, spread out his palms, and let them scatter into the air with Husserl's running, and they danced in the wind.

Song Nai gradually became bolder, and he stretched back with one hand, so that the missing in his hand could fly farther.

"Sister, let's fly."

Husserl ran faster and faster, not only the wind was too strong, the sand was blown in, but also the light hurt his eyes, Song Nai's face was full of tears, and he kept screaming while scattering the ashes of Zhu stile in the jar in his arms , "Fly! Fly! Sister! Zhu Bing! Go where you want to go!"

Husserl stepped across the stream, startling the flock of drinking birds, they followed Huserl, met Zhu stile, took her to the sky, and ran towards the rising sun.

Husserl stopped on the other side of the creek, and then turned around and ran back. The birds behind him were getting farther and farther away. The sunlight followed Song Nai's back. Eyes, he held the reins with both hands and did not look back.

"Goodbye... my sister."

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A few days later, one night.

"Boss." Wang Lizhen called Song Nai at night, "There are many things wrong with the children here, do you want to ask a psychiatrist to take a look?"

"Please, please invite those who have experience in children. There are still hundreds of us here, so we can't relax." Song Nai said while packing his luggage.

"Okay, I got it." Wang Lizhen said, "By the way, Police Officer Zhou came here occasionally in the past two days. Yesterday, a child beat someone, and no one dared to go up to touch him. Fortunately, Officer Zhou was here, so he was able to control him quickly. Hold on, and only then began to slowly ease his emotions."

"Well, I see. It's normal to be emotionally unstable. I tell everyone not to be angry. In the future, everyone will be paid three times the salary. Everyone has worked hard these days. Take a good rest after the matter is over."

"Okay." Wang Lizhen paused, "Boss, when will you be back?"

"Hurry up, just these two days."

"Um……"

Song Nai stopped what he was doing, "Is there anything else you haven't told me?"

"Well... yes... yes..." Wang Lizhen seemed to be having a hard time opening her mouth.

"Speak straight."

"Did you not watch the news these two days?"

"I didn't read it, is it about the case of the orphanage?"

"No...it's not...it's...about...Officer Zhou..."

Song Nai's breathing was slightly stagnant, "What's wrong with him?"

Since Song Nai made the phone call that night when he arrived here, Zhou Jiming hadn't contacted him again. He would also feel strange, but he thought that Zhou Jiming might be too busy with the case, so he didn't think much about it.

"Officer Zhou...the video of beating someone at the entrance of our hotel...was posted on the Internet...then...there were some bad comments..."

Song Nai didn't pay much attention to what Wang Lizhen said later. She took out the computer from her backpack and clicked on the news page. The first three news items on the homepage were all related to Zhou Jiming:

"The criminal policemen beat up people in the street, and they actually came out for their secret lover! It's bad for the image!"

"1936 was suspected of illegal business operations, and escaped the law because of the private protection of the criminal police surnamed Zhou!"

"The inside story of the orphanage case! Exclusive revelation! The criminal police has an unknown relationship with the 'philanthropist hotel owner'!"

Song Nai clicked on one at random, and there was a carousel of videos of Zhou Jiming beating people, as well as a few photos of himself. The comments under the news were also unsightly and insulting, some scolded himself, some scolded Zhou Jiming, and even the criminal police This group is condemned.

"Boss? Boss?" Wang Lizhen tested Song Nai's mood on the other end of the phone.

"Well, it's nothing, I will take care of this, so don't worry everyone."

"Don't worry, we're not worried. It's something out of nothing. Illegal business. It's just nonsense. There's no evidence. No one has come to investigate us."

Song Nai slid the mouse to look at the comments insulting Zhou Jiming below, his brows never loosened, and he casually comforted Wang Lizhen for a few words before hanging up the phone.

He thought about how to deal with this matter. The source was still the person who was beaten by Zhou Jiming, and the angle of the video was shot, as if he was sitting in a car, and it was opposite the hotel.

Will someone videotape the opposite side of the hotel?If it's because of the kids, why not get out of the car and join those who are visiting?Instead, sit in the car opposite and observe?

I'm afraid it's for something else.

He helped run the Huixin Orphanage. Both Zhou Jiming and himself may have become a thorn in the side of some people. If this matter is not handled properly, it will even ruin Zhou Jiming's career as a criminal police officer.

Song Nai thought about it, and planned to call Zhou Jiming, but with a glance, he realized that tomorrow would be August 8th. After thinking about it, Song Nai simply sent a text message to Zhou Jiming.

"Are you busy tomorrow?"

Messages are answered quickly.

"Busy, I probably don't have time to pick you up."

"Don't bother, I understand, Officer Zhou has worked hard."

"When will you come back?"

"the day after tomorrow."

"Got it, I'll go back and find you when I have time."

"it is good."

Zhou Jiming didn't reply in seconds this time, and he didn't seem to intend to reply again, but Song Nai still waited for a long time holding his phone.

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