perfect stand-in

The party is a swimming pool party, held at Yu Jinran's house, and starts on time at eight o'clock.Holding a glass of red wine, Yu Jinran chatted with Xiantian from the South China Sea and Peking University, and finally welcomed Xu Jianzheng back to China and wished him smooth sailing in his domestic career.The participants applauded, and then flocked to the pool outside.

Most of the people who play in the water are young people and children, in all kinds of swimsuits, loud laughter, even the dignified and elegant ladies and gentlemen can't help but roll their eyes.As today's protagonist, Xu Jianzheng has already been lifted and thrown into the water twice. When he was lifted up for the third time, he struggled desperately and shouted Yu Jinran's name at the top of his voice.Wearing a white suit, Yu Jinran stood gracefully by the pool, picked up a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray, looked at Xu Jianzheng dripping with water, and said lightly, "Okay, don't It's messed up."

The young people who raised Xu's remonstrance immediately didn't dare to mess around anymore.Xu Jianzheng fled upstairs as if he had received some kind of amnesty.

"The water is warm, there are clean swimming trunks over there, don't you want to play?" Yu Jinran walked to Shao Mingyu and Lin Yourong.

"No need, I can't swim."

Lin Yourong smiled embarrassedly.

"It's just playing with the water, and I didn't ask you to participate in the swimming competition." Yu Jinran said so, but he didn't force himself, and started talking.However, at the party held by Yu Jinran, he had to greet guests everywhere, and he walked away without chatting with Shao Mingyu Lin Yourong for a long time.

Shao Mingyu pulled Lin Yourong to a small resting corner with a sofa and coffee table, but he didn't know where he went.

Lin Yourong sat on the sofa, watching the people in the hall talking, walking, drinking and laughing.

After a while, Shao Mingyu came back, holding a small crystal bowl in his hand, which was filled with bright yellow mango chunks that made people's appetites in vain.

"Look, your favorite mango." Shao Mingyu smiled, picked up a piece with a bamboo stick and handed it to Lin Yourong's mouth as if asking for credit.

Lin Yourong opened his mouth to eat, and suddenly remembered something in the middle of chewing: "Ah, I forgot to take vitamins." He took out a small bottle from his pocket.

"Why do you still carry this thing with you?" Shao Mingyu looked at the familiar red glass bottle.

"Afraid of forgetting." Lin Yourong poured out a pill and swallowed it.Use practical actions to prove the necessity of carrying it with you.

While eating, Yu Jinran's voice sounded: "So you are here. Ming Yu, An He is looking for you, and said he has something to tell you."

He Anhe and Lin Yourong knew about it.Shao Mingyu is the only second-generation second-generation official among a group of friends who are better friends, and the second son of the chief of the city police department.

Shao Mingyu nodded, put the small crystal bowl into Lin Yourong's hand, and stood up: "Eat slowly, I'll be back in a while."

Lin Yourong nodded obediently.

As always, He Anhe was flaunting his bag, wearing a printed suit with a white background, and talking about how the weather in the UK is so depressing with the daughter of a tax bureau chief.

Shao Mingyu called him not far away.

He Anhe said goodbye to the lady politely and coquettishly, and put the empty wine glass into the tray of the passing waiter.Said to Shao Mingyu, "Go to Yu Jinran's study."

His tone was no longer as bright as before.

After entering the study room, He Anhe handed a file bag on the table to Shao Mingyu, and said, "The fugitive suspect who burglarized and robbed a year ago was found hiding in this city recently."

Shao Mingyu gave a pause to the hand that opened the file: "How's the progress?"

"I don't know the exact hiding place. He used to be a policeman with a strong sense of anti-investigation, so it's hard to follow. A plainclothes man said he saw him get into a car on Yanhe South Road. He seemed to be forced to do so. The license plate was verified. Later, it was found to be false, and it may be his opponent."

Shao Mingyu glanced at He Anhe: "What are you policemen doing?"

He Anhe choked: "Hey! My dad is the chief of the police station, but I'm not! It's good enough to help you get here!"

"En." Shao Mingyu put the documents back into the file bag, and patted He Anhe's shoulder: "Thank you."

He Anhe was made uncomfortable by the sudden politeness: "Okay, okay, let's go out."

abandoned pier

Unattended rusty containers and warehouses are quietly corroded day after day in the humid sea breeze.

Cheng Huisheng was lying on the ground, his hands were bound behind his back by hemp ropes thick as thumbs, and his legs were also bound.His eyes were covered with black cloth, and his nostrils were filled with the smell of bloody rust and the usual saltiness of the sea.He moved, and a man's voice immediately sounded in his ear: "Are you awake?"

The black cloth was roughly torn apart, and Cheng Huisheng struggled to adapt to the sudden light.

It was a warehouse, with four or five people standing scattered, one of them was sitting on a folding chair not far away, smoking a cigarette, probably the leader of the gang.There is also a man standing behind him --- he should be the deputy, with a feminine face, narrow eyes and sharp chin, which is incompatible with this kidnapping atmosphere.The man who pulled off his blindfold was probably a younger brother, standing next to a pile of inferior handicrafts with another man with a pumpkin tattooed on his right arm.

"Who the hell are you?" Cheng Huisheng struggled to sit up and leaned against the wall.

"Yo, Mr. Cheng is such a noble man, he forgets things." The man sitting on the chair stood up and looked down at him.Then he took out a newspaper from his pocket, which had probably been read many times, showing a fragile look.

The man unfolded the newspaper and placed it in front of Cheng Huisheng.

The words of being robbed seven times in the body flashed past.

Cheng Huisheng remembered that a year ago, he did break into a villa and rob it.

"You are..." Cheng Huisheng tried hard to remember that name, what was it called?It seems to be a painter. When he entered, he was still drawing a picture...

"Lin Yourong's brother?"

The man in front of him was almost like Lin Yourong.

The man just smiled and said nothing, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and extinguished the still burning cigarette butt on Cheng Huisheng's left face.Cheng Huisheng shuddered violently in pain.