crime scene

Xie Qian tidied up the desk quickly with his hands and feet, and the dim yellow light of the desk lamp gave people warmth and comfort.

Su Nian put on her glasses, sat at the desk and carefully flipped through the documents that had been enlarged and printed by Zhang Yitian.

Xie Qian glanced at him, roughly tidied up the room, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The sound of rushing water gradually invaded Su Nian's consciousness, and inexplicably, the scene of Xiqian coming over topless to show off his figure that night appeared in his mind.

Drops of crystal clear water slowly slid down along the powerful muscle lines.

lure.

Annoyed, Su Nian took off her eyes, pinched the center of her brows, and kept licking her dry lips, reminding herself over and over again to calm down, feeling that puberty is really scary.

If you want to have such a good figure, you don't have to envy Qian Qian.

"what happened to you?"

Su Nian's voice suddenly came from the quiet space, and Su Nian realized that he had been in a trance for a long time, so he picked up his glasses and put them back on.

"The conflict was mentioned in the diary, which is exactly the same as what Wang Junwei said. Some other details are a bit inconsistent. For example, when we first went to their house, the red and black carpet under our feet covered the entire room. The second time we went back it was changed to…”

"White." Xie Qian took the lead, "Couldn't Zhan Zhaowei's least favorite color be white?"

Su Nian nodded, "Each diary of Zhan Zhaowei has an accurate time, and it is basically written at night. Combined with Wang Junwei's previous transcripts, I found that the diary stayed on November 2013, 11, and the pictures were enlarged. It can be vaguely seen that the contents of the diary on the 10th have been torn out."

Xie Qian wiped his wet hair and took a closer look. After maintaining this posture for two or three seconds, he straightened up and nodded meaningfully, "What happened on the 11th? It doesn't matter whether Wang Junwei was on a business trip on the 11th." It's a mystery, it is necessary to check their boss's itinerary to verify, so it seems that we have to go to the company in person tomorrow."

Su Nian seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly stood up, "You can take a bath if your wound can get wet!"

"No, I washed my hair and wiped my body."

Xie Qian smiled, and rubbed the top of Su Nian's head comfortingly, this kid clearly cared about him.

Su Nian sat back, picked up the document and continued to study it carefully.

The diary taken by Chu Duanyu was placed at the top, the work file provided by Chen Chen was in the middle, and all the files about Zhan Zhaowei and Wang Jundi were placed at the bottom.

Su Nian took out the page with the "problem" and put it aside, and went down to look at the work files.

Xie Qian turned around and went to the kitchen to boil water, "I don't have coffee here, let's drink tea, the best Pu'er that has been aged for three years..."

Xie Qian smiled and put a cup of strong tea on the table,

Su Nian picked up the water glass, put it to her lips to drink without thinking, and put down the glass quickly after feeling the burning pain.

"Be careful." Xi Qian leaned on the edge of the table and looked down at him, "Nian Nian, I felt a little conflicted when you mentioned the carpet just now, you see Wang Junwei is so dependent on his wife, why would he buy something that she hates?" White?"

"Think about it too much, maybe Zhan Zhaowei bought it together to take care of him." Su Nian raised her head and met his resentful eyes, so she cleared her throat and continued, "Of course it's also possible that he wants to prove that he also has autonomy. , this kind of dependent personality disorder is extremely unstable in the early stages of formation, often wandering on the verge of nervous collapse, sometimes humble and sometimes arrogant, infinitely magnifying a little bit of small things, thus slowly losing self, and giving all of life to other side."

Xie Qian resisted the urge to find a notebook to take notes, reached out to close the information on the desktop, and pointed to the bathroom, "It's two o'clock in the morning, I still have pajamas here, you go take a shower and go to bed now, Let's go directly to the company in the morning."

Su Nian looked hesitantly at the bunk and bunk beds in the dormitory that were placed against the wall. The lower bunk was clean, and the upper bunk was piled with a lot of documents.

There is no sofa in the room with only one hall.

"Why are you standing still, go!" Xie Qian stuffed him the pure cotton white pajamas, seeing that he was still indifferent, raised his eyebrows and pushed him into the bathroom.

This case is progressing well, so many things have been found in one day, Xie Qian stood by the window, looking at the vehicles in twos and threes in the distance, slowly exhaled smoke rings, thinking in his mind that the clues and interviews are almost the same, so we should have a good meeting in conclusion.

What day is today?

Xie Qian asked himself in a low voice.

Today is June 6th, the day when Su Junan passed away. He has been busy since before the college entrance examination until now. He managed to miss Su Nian's birthday, and today he still misses the anniversary of his brother's death.

Feeling very uncomfortable, he took another puff of cigarette, and smashed the end of the cigarette on the window sill.

"Qian Qian."

Su Nian was calling him.

"What?" Xie Qian replied, noticing the voice coming from his throat, the tone was really not friendly, so he turned around and looked at him cheerfully, "Did you wash it?"

Su Nian pursed her lips, frowned slightly, her half-dry hair was still dripping with water, the pajamas were obviously a size too big, hanging loosely on her body, her collarbone looming.

"Today... I think my dad will understand." Su Nian forced a smile, then turned and sat on the bed.

After all, Su Junan is also a master who is desperate to start a case. He is not "should be" but "will be".

Xie Qian went to the bathroom and pulled a dry towel, stood in front of him and began to roughly wipe his hair, so rough that Su Nian wanted to tilt his head to avoid it.

"Don't move." Xie Qian gave him a warning look, then relaxed his movements, "Let's huddle together tonight, turn off the air conditioner and open the window to sleep, how can we treat the air conditioner disease at a young age?"

Su Nian pouted and lay down on the bed.

It was a bit cramped for two big men to sleep on a bed that was two meters long and one meter wide, and Qianqian didn't plan to turn on the air conditioner, so the small space seemed extremely stuffy.

Su Nian lifted the towel and squeezed against the cold wall. With his eyes closed, Xi Qian could probably guess what he was doing, and silently covered him with the towel.

Su Nian endured it for a while, then carefully removed the towel again, "Qian, turn on the air conditioner..."

Xie Qian pretended not to hear, and covered him again.

"Qianqian..."

"Open, open!"

When Su Nian called his name, it was very light, like a feather gliding across the skin, itchy, crispy and numb, Qianqian had no resistance and could only let him.

Close the window and turn on the air conditioner, the temperature in the room dropped immediately, it was cool and comfortable, and the drowsiness hit, only feeling a little cold between half asleep and half awake, Su Nian went straight to lean against the warm place.

"You fucking... can you not move around!"

Su Nian only vaguely heard this sentence of gnashing of teeth, and then fell into a deep sleep.