Hunting down the Northwest Wilderness

The next day, Liang Xu really agreed to his invitation.

"I won't play games today. I always ask you to help the poor. I'm sorry. Let's go play ball!"

"Basketball?"

"Well, don't go far, isn't there a stadium near Mingde Gate? Let's go there and play football!"

Liang Xu changed his clothes and came out in his ball uniform, but his arms were still wrapped in black gauze.The jersey had no sleeves, and he pinned the gauze to his armguards.

Fang Lingshu couldn't turn a blind eye, so he had no choice but to push the boat along: "Actually, you're not in the mood to play right now...I want you to relax a little bit."

Liang Xu couldn't understand his nine-twist and eighteen-turn play hard to get, so he replied shyly, "It's okay. The first seven papers have been burned."

"Where are your grandparents?"

"I have no relatives in my family." Liang Xu touched Xiao Xiao on his arm: "If I don't live well, I will really feel sorry for my dad."

At that moment, Fang Lingshu really sympathized with him.

But he didn't know that he was plotting against Liang Xu here, and Liang Xu was plotting against him as well.

Liang Xu vaguely felt that their relationship seemed to be progressing too fast, or that Fang Lingshu was too clingy.And he couldn't afford it.

Forget it, maybe that kind of boy really has few friends.

It's the same with me, maybe apart from Fang Lingshu, I don't have any friends anymore.

He thought of another person, and he always had compassion for the lonely, maybe it was also a kind of self-pity for sympathy.

Because of the working day, the summer vacation is almost over, and there is no one in the stadium—it's hot in the yellow sky, who comes to the stadium in broad daylight?Two people solo, Liang Xugao, and Fang Lingshu is flexible, and they actually fight back and forth.

"You have such good motor nerves, how can you play games with slow hands?"

Fang Lingshu smiled and said: "No, I only learned to play basketball when I was in the United States, and my friend taught me. I don't have much entertainment when studying abroad, so I often play."

Liang Xu also nodded and said: "It looks like I have practiced."

"It was a warm-up just now, let's get serious now, if you beat me, I'll let you decide where to go later."

Liang Xu was afraid that he was going to play games again, and this bet was what he wished for: "Okay, then I'll be careful."

——Fang Lingshu is a person who is used to playing street basketball, and he is quite irregular when he touches and flirts with each other. In addition, he flirts with each other and is suspected of eating tofu. If it weren't for Liang Xu's good temper, someone else would have already become angry.Of course, it was also because Fang Lingshu was cute, looking at his white face, no one could lose his temper.

Liang Xu was very surprised, he didn't expect this little guy to play so aggressively, and he wouldn't let anyone down at all.The cops, he thought, looked fragile but were actually strong.

The two were concentrating on fighting for the ball. Fang Lingshu suddenly looked out and saw that the ball was in his hands. Liang Xu reached out to hit his ball, and Fang Lingshu fell backwards very hard.

Fearing that he would be injured, Liang Xu pulled him sideways, while Fang Lingshu's eyes were still looking behind him. In a flash, Liang Xu hugged him in his arms, turned over and fell to the ground.

"What are you looking at!"

Fang Lingshu was stunned, his eyes were still looking out: "Someone has passed by."

"who?"

"...I've seen it, but I can't remember it."

Liang Xu struggled, and turned around to look. There was indeed a figure flashing past, hidden behind the street trees, and then he was no longer seen.

Only then did Fang Lingshu realize that Liang Xu was injured, and his face turned pale: "Damn... I'm sorry!"

Liang Xu was just anxious, but not angry: "Do you know how dangerous it was just now? If I didn't pull you, your head would hit the ground."

Fang Lingshu's face turned white with fright: "It wasn't intentional..." He ran under the ball rack in a panic, and pulled out a handkerchief from his bag: "Let me wrap it for you! How about washing it first? "

Seeing it like that brought tears to my eyes.

Liang Xu was used to his hypocritical appearance, and suddenly felt it was funny: "It's okay, who hasn't played before. Get up."

He pulled Fang Lingshu up, and Fang Lingshu carefully washed his wound with mineral water, and wrapped him with a handkerchief: "Fortunately, it was just a scratch."

Liang Xu saw that his handkerchief was very delicate, unlike ordinary cheap goods: "This is the first time I see a man using a handkerchief."

Fang Lingshu pouted and said, "Hermès! It's very expensive!"

Now it was Liang Xu's turn to be embarrassed: "It's not good to get dirty."

Fang Lingshu pursed his lips and said, "I didn't say I would give it to you, but return it to me when the bleeding stops. It was given to me by others, and I would be reluctant if you wanted it!"

Being squeamish, Liang Xu thought, it's really hard for him to make friends, like a girl.I don't know any girl with a unique taste who is willing to give him a handkerchief.

He thought of the shadow behind the tree just now.Fang Lingshu didn't lie, someone was following him.That's why he wanted to come out with this policeman.

Hot sweat slowly slipped from his neck, and sweat dripped from his arms. They gradually seeped into Fang Lingshu's handkerchief, pierced into his wound, and tore his nerves.

He felt a shiver of pain, like a sharp reproach from conscience.

It stands to reason that if someone is injured, the two of them should break up, but Fang Lingshu clings to Liang Xu, eating and drinking tea.Only a young straight man like Liang Xu, who has not experienced much in the world, would believe that people like Fang Lingshu would have no friends.You have to wait until they are over 25 or 30 years old, and they are tricked by a few love veterans to pass by their lovers, and then they will understand, how can this kind of man have no friends?What they are good at is hooking up with friends.

They are good at talking and flattering, they know how to show weakness, and they know how to read words and expressions. They can not only arouse men's desire for protection, but also arouse women's sympathy—just like those salon guests in famous works who are pleasing by being talkative, as long as you He could go on and on for days and nights without saying anything to stop him.

Because I was sitting in a book bar, the topic of conversation turned to books.

"As for me, I admire those authors who are good at narration. It is easy and pleasant to read. Just watching him talk about things makes me feel very refreshed." Fang Lingshu picked up another book, which was a quite anti-intellectual popular novel: "Of course, I also admire this kind of author. It takes a lot of patience to write something like a foot wrap."

Because of his seeming innocence, there was an endearing sense of humor in his sarcastic remarks.

"You are so eloquent." Liang Xu looked at him ecstatically, "It would be great if I could be like you."

Fang Lingshu blinked: "Really? Are you complimenting me?"

"Really." Liang Xu said, "Others ask me to tell stories, but I only know how to read, and all good stories are spoiled by me."

Now Fang Lingshu was really surprised: "You still tell stories to others?"

This scene is a bit unimaginable.

Liang Xu quickly lowered his eyes: "I used to."

"Who is it? Your ex-girlfriend?"

"No, they're just friends." Liang Xu thought for a while, "It's not considered friends anymore."

After that, no matter how much Fang Lingshu pestered him to ask, he refused to say another word.

The afternoon tea fell silent inexplicably, Fang Lingshu could only pretend to be cute, while Liang Xu kept thinking.When parting, Liang Xu seemed to have made up his mind and said hesitantly, "There is something I want to tell you."

Fang Lingshu didn't dare to express too much expectation, so he could only look at him cautiously: "What's the matter?"

Liang Xu thought about it for a while: "Let's communicate less in the future."

"Why? Or because of your case?"

"No." Liang Xu shook his head: "My life is very hard, and the people around me will not end well."

Fang Lingshu was completely disappointed.

He and Liang Xu faced each other in a daze, you looked at me, I looked at you, after a minute, Fang Lingshu burst out laughing: "Handsome guy, are you still recovering from your secondary illness?"

"..."

"Do you still feel that you are too much to be tolerated by the lonely star of the devil?" Fang Lingshu was a little impatient, and found it ridiculous: "Would you like to open it up? Life is still long, and you have to get out of grief. No matter Anyone's death has nothing to do with destiny, it's not your responsibility, you don't have to memorize it by heart."

Fang Lingshu dared to speak according to his conscience, at this moment, he was speaking the truth.

Liang Xu feels guilty because of his father's death, which makes him feel sympathetic. Of course, there will be some other associations, "There will be no good end." Who does the word "all" refer to?

He took Liang Xu's hand: "Okay, don't think so much, return the handkerchief to me!"

Liang Xu grabbed his handkerchief: "I'll take it home and wash it."

"Don't make it look like you're in a relationship...Are you still so particular about boys?" Fang Lingshu laughed nervously: "Pull it down, luxury, I'm afraid you'll ruin it for me!"

Liang Xu tolerated his arrogance, and after waiting for a while, they said goodbye to each other and got on the bus.

Fang Lingshu held the handkerchief and folded it carefully—yes, this was the biggest gain of the day.

When he got home, he put on a mask first, and opened his small group of criminal investigation centers.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"It's still a visit. The evidence is not enough now, and there is no blood stains other than the victim found at the scene, so the DNA can't be compared. Lingshu, what's the situation with you?"

The glacial mud in Fang Lingshu's hand: "No, he was very careful. There used to be bruises on his hands, which looked like bump injuries, but now it seems that they have disappeared into yellow spots. Most likely they were rubbed with some medicinal wine." He added: "I got the DNA sample. Later, you can compare this sample with Liang Feng's."

"Fuck, you can even get this, have you dated him yet?"

Fang Lingshu remembered Liang Xu's appearance, and replied with a smile, "Get out, it's blood."

"Where is the blood? There is blood in the chrysanthemum?"

"Deng Yunfei, I really want to fuck you?"

"No, you are too weird. If you want to get Liang Xu's sample, you can get it through the procedure. Why are you so tortuous?"

"You know what a fart." Fang Lingshu wiped the mask on the keyboard: "Then you still have to apply, and you still have to approve it, so why bother? Besides, I can't trust my dad."

Xiao Yang from the technical department is a girl, and she is a little scared to do this kind of thing: "It's okay to check, but this sample can't be shared. I forgot to throw it away during Liang Feng's autopsy. It's all my responsibility to poke it out. Hey, I said Why are you treating their samples?"

"Don't you think that Liang Xu and his father are not at all alike? His father Wushou is so thick and fat, and his nose looks like it has been beaten. With Liang Xu's skyscraper nose, can you believe that they are biological father and son?"

"What's the matter with the Qujiang case... Do you mean that Liang Xu is the son of the old king next door?" Another person started teasing.

"If you're fucking upright, you'll die?"

"Elite, you have to take care of our IQ." Xiao Deng posted an emoji in the group: "At least you have to clarify with us, what is the goal of each step?"

"I doubt Liang Xu's identity. You see, my father and Chen Ju are both secretive. I suspect that he has a lot to do with the Jinchuan case 15 years ago. I'll let you check his household registration, check Liang Feng's household registration, Have you done it yet?"

The group was silent for a while.

"Lingshu, let me chat with you privately." Xiao Deng said.

"If you have anything to say, you can talk about it here. You are all on your own, and you don't form small groups."

Xiao Deng hesitated again and again: "I asked Xiao Feng from Qujiang Office to check. There is nothing suspicious about the household registrations of Liang Feng and Liang Xu...Liang Feng used to be a soldier in Huayang."

——Huayang County.

"My dad and Bureau Chen also served as soldiers there."

"Yes...and they are at the same time."

Everyone doesn't speak.

Therefore, Chen Guohua, Fang Zhengjun, and Liang Feng are comrades-in-arms from the same army.After changing jobs, Fang Zhengjun and Chen Guohua entered the public security system, while Liang Feng became an athlete because of his excellent shooting skills.

Fang Zhengjun knew Liang Feng.This can explain Fang Zhengjun's sadness. It is reasonable for him to cry for his dead comrades.

But why did he pretend not to know Liang Feng?

Liang Feng has no dependents at home, he has retired for many years, and the Sports Bureau doesn't pay much attention to him.And Fang Zhengjun didn't even attend his simple funeral, and Chen Guohua did the same.

"There must be something tricky. Test, test Liang Xu clearly."

"You let us violate the regulations all day long, and you will kill us sooner or later."

"Hey, don't say that. We are all young people. You have to have the spirit of not being afraid of tigers, okay? According to my father's way of solving the case and their level of solving the case, do you believe that the Qujiang case will be nothing in the end?"

Everyone was a little embarrassed, and also a little bit wanting to laugh, Fang Lingshu's mouth is really cheap, even his own father would not let it off when he sprayed it.

"The higher ups don't allow us to participate, but why can't we know the truth? Reporters can visit the facts, but we are still criminal police!" Fang Lingshu plausibly said: "Don't be cowardly, I will handle the accident alone."

Swipe the screen in the group: "You carry it, you carry it, first go to the WeChat group to send red envelopes, don't talk nonsense."

This is a meaningless rhetoric. Fang Lingshu understands, Xiao Yang understands, and Xiao Deng understands—everyone knows in their hearts that if something happens, none of them can escape responsibility.

But they are still young after all, they have a heart to pursue justice, their curiosity about the truth and their insistence on justice have not yet been extinguished in their young hearts.

It was late at night, and they were still talking about this secret operation in the group, as if the truth of this big case was about to be revealed under their slapstick investigation.

No matter what the result is, you can't retreat without a fight, even if the top is a steel drum!

The great sages are sure to pierce the sky.