Evil and punishment [criminal investigation]

After eight days of hanging anti-inflammatory fluid, Jiang Zhun's wound was not inflamed, and he was released after spending two weeks in the hospital.

After being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Zhun still needs someone to take care of his life. His family is abroad. The bureau planned to hire a nurse for him at public expense, but Jiang Zhun refused.Compared with a little inconvenience in life, he is not used to someone intruding into his personal space.

On the morning when he was discharged from the hospital, Zhang Jieming and Lin Minxin came to pick him up. They folded his clothes neatly and put them in the suitcase, and went through the discharge procedures. Drive to the nearest building door.

Getting in and out of the car was also a problem. Jiang Zhun's injury was on the outside of his thigh, and any movement of his waist and legs would cause the wound to be torn. He gritted his back teeth and gasped for air so that he didn't show pain in front of his two young subordinates. .In contrast, going upstairs is much easier. There is an elevator in the apartment where he lives, and he can be pushed directly to the door of his house in a wheelchair without any fuss.

It was not the first time for the two of them to come to Jiang Zhun's house, but they still felt uncomfortable in this overly tidy house with Jiang Zhun himself watching.

Jiang Zhun rented out the former large flat, and now lives in a duplex apartment next to the sub-bureau to be close to the unit, with a total of [-] square meters.The living room downstairs has a balcony, and the master bedroom upstairs also has a balcony, but he turned the master bedroom into a sun room for reading and exercising on rest days, and the second bedroom as a bedroom.

Lin Minxin took out the clothes from the suitcase. Nie Cheng packed and sent his clothes before. She didn't know where they were originally put, and asked, "Captain Jiang, where do you put the clothes?"

Jiang Zhun pointed to the corner of the sofa and asked her to put it here first, and he would tidy it up by himself later.

Zhang Jieming first put the toiletries back to the bathroom on the first floor, made hot water, and then followed Jiang Zhun's instructions to bring a blanket from the sun room on the second floor and put it on the sofa.

After finishing their work, the two said again and again that Team Jiang could give orders at any time, and then stepped back to leave amid Jiang Zhun's thank you, and insisted on returning to the branch office to continue working.

Jiang Zhun originally planned to keep the two of them for lunch. On the one hand, it was not convenient for him to cook and order takeaway. On the other hand, he wanted to reward them and thank them. Are you harsh on them?No, he is very reasonable.

Forget it, he wasn't too hungry either.He briefly arranged the toiletries in the bathroom to make them more suitable for him, then placed the water cup, mobile phone, charger and two books on the coffee table within reach, got up from the wheelchair, and slowly sat in Sofa, slide into the blanket.It is inconvenient for him to go up and down the stairs, and the things downstairs are still complete. He plans to use the sofa instead of the bed for a few days, so he won't go upstairs for now.The weather was getting warmer, and the warm temperature in the blanket made his eyelids heavy. He sent a few messages, put down his phone and fell asleep with his head tilted.

Outside the window, the sun hangs from high to west, and the orange light sinks into the city horizon, and street lamps and car lights are lit in the foggy blue evening.

It was time for Nie Cheng to get off work.He knew that Jiang Zhun was discharged from the hospital today, and Zhang Jieming reported that everything was fine. He contacted Jiang Zhun in the morning, but he didn't reply to the message he sent in the afternoon. He thought he might be asleep.

It is most convenient to take the subway from Rongguangli to Jiang Zhun’s house. This is a newly built line, which was just opened to traffic last year. There is not much traffic for new equipment, and there are many empty seats.There is no field work today, he sat in the office all day, gave up the empty seat to others, stood by the door and watched the indicator light under the station name change from red to green.There is a residential market next to the subway entrance, and there are many restaurants along the street. Nie Cheng hesitated and turned into the market. After a while, he turned into the community with a few bags of vegetables. Eggs, potatoes, sweet beans, half a chicken, and pork belly were vaguely visible. He also held a lettuce in his hand.

His footsteps were not based on memory but on intuition, and he walked to the door of Jiang Zhun's house without thinking about the address. He took out the key, only groped for the tooth marks to find the correct one, unscrewed the door, and turned back to open the key on the wall. The porch light is as natural and skillful as he has lived here since birth.

As soon as the light came on, he hugged the lettuce and before he could lower his head to change his shoes, he saw Jiang Zhun standing on one leg in front of the refrigerator, his injured right leg was hanging stiffly in the air, with a crutch under his left shoulder, and his left hand barely supported by the bar of the crutch. The weight of the whole body somehow affected the wound, and he frowned tightly and sucked in the cold air.

"Why did you get up?" Nie Cheng hurriedly put down the things in his hands and pushed the wheelchair.

Jiang Zhun shook his head, helped Nie Cheng carefully move to the sofa and sat down.He felt that the wheelchair in the house not only did not provide much convenience, but imprisoned his activities in disguise.After placing his legs firmly, he relaxed and said, "Look for something to eat."

"You've been in the hospital for three weeks, and most of the food in the refrigerator can't be eaten. I bought some, but you wait first." Nie Cheng said.

Jiang Zhun glanced at the bag dumped at the door, sighed and said, "It will take a long time for you to finish it."

Nie Cheng searched out a bag of biscuits from the kitchen and handed it to him, saying, "Put it up first. Do you want to eat ready-made ones? You will have to wait a long time for takeout at this time. It will be soon, don't worry." He took off his watch, While comforting Jiang Zhun.

Jiang Zhun took his temperature-wearing watch, held it in his hand for a while before putting it beside him, sniffed his nose, and asked, "Is there any meat?"

Nie Cheng's smiling voice came from the kitchen: "Yes, balanced nutrition."

Jiang Zhun let out a low laugh, lay down on the sofa, stretched out his arms and stretched half his body to reach the mobile phone on the coffee table, read a few pages of news and threw it aside, propped his head to admire Nie Cheng's busy life through the half-open glass door of the kitchen. figure.

More than half an hour later, Nie Cheng started serving dishes outside. With limited time, he hurriedly cooked three dishes, including stir-fried sweet beans, scrambled eggs with lettuce, and stewed pork belly with potatoes.Chicken soup is time-consuming, so Nie Cheng put the chicken in the refrigerator and didn't make it for now.The dining table for four is between the living room and the kitchen, what Jiang Zhun can help is to slowly move himself to the dining table, and remind him not to forget to take the bowls and chopsticks.

When the food was served, Nie Cheng washed his hands, sat down opposite Jiang Zhun, and said, "I haven't made any soup. I think the milk hasn't expired yet. Let's warm up some milk later."

"Okay." Before Nie Cheng could finish speaking, Jiang Zhun had already stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of pork belly.He is really hungry.

Nie Cheng's parents passed away early, and he has lived alone since high school. He has full life skills. The meals are not only delicious, but also take care of his taste.During the hospitalization, Nie Cheng also brought him meals every now and then, but the stuffiness in the incubator was far less than those freshly baked, and the atmosphere of visiting patients with lunch boxes in the hospital was far less than eating at home.

They haven't had such a peaceful meal for a long time. This may be an opportunity to talk about the past, but Jiang Zhun doesn't want to mention those bad things at all, at least not now.

Nie Cheng also kept silent, he was not too hungry, he moved his chopsticks from time to time, most of the time he just took a few sips of red wine - because Jiang Zhun's injury was not healed, Nie Cheng didn't pour it for him.He looked at the surrounding furnishings with some nostalgia, and remembered that Jiang Zhun had delayed for a long time when he decided to move here, because the two of them, as the captain and deputy captain, rarely had time off work together. The moving company brought in the furniture, scrubbed the whole house and put away the clothes. It was busy from dawn in the morning to dark in the evening.

He looked around, looked at the stairs by the wall, and asked, "How do you go upstairs?"

"No, stay downstairs first."

"Sleeping on the sofa?" Nie Cheng asked.

"Well, it pulls out to be a single bed." Jiang Zhun said without raising his head.

Nie Cheng gave a "tsk" sound and didn't speak for a long time. When he was almost full and slowed down his eating speed, he suggested, "Why don't you stay at my place first?"

Jiang Zhun paused for a moment, thinking seriously: "There is no elevator in your building, how can I go up to the fourth floor?"

Nie Cheng wondered: "I'm hesitating here too, slow down or I'll carry you, there's always a way, and it's better than worrying about the stairs every day." He saw that Jiang Zhun's rice had bottomed out halfway through, got up and went to the kitchen Hot milk, finished the second half of the sentence while walking.

With his back turned to him, Jiang Zhun managed to keep the upper half of his face still, but couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, then narrowed his eyes, showing a somewhat cunning and smug smile, and heard Nie Cheng getting closer and closer. After the sound of approaching footsteps, he quickly returned to his indifferent, unintentional indifference.

"It's not that you haven't lived in my place before. I saw that you were quite used to it when you were drunk a while ago. I don't need to make a special trip to your place." After repeated persuasion by Nie Cheng, Jiang Zhun finally agreed up.

Here and Nie Cheng's house are separated from each other in the Haidong District Bureau, and the distance is only two stops. Once the agreement is reached, the two immediately start to clean up.The clothes that were originally placed in the corner of the sofa went directly back to the suitcase, and the toiletries that had just been put back to their original places saved this "business trip". Nie Cheng prepared a set for him.If you leave something behind, use Nie Cheng's first or pick it up when you come back tomorrow, it's very convenient.

Jiang Zhun reluctantly sat in a wheelchair, pushed by Nie Cheng, and walked comfortably into Nie Cheng's community with the evening spring breeze blowing.Going upstairs was a big problem. Nie Cheng first folded the wheelchair and took the luggage upstairs, and then came back to help him. When he went downstairs, Jiang Zhun had already walked between the first and second floors, holding the railing with one hand and supporting the crutches with the other.

"Don't you tell me to wait for me?"

"I'll try first."

It went smoothly at first, but when he reached the second floor, Jiang Zhun was a little impatient and moved faster, and accidentally pulled the wound, and he broke out in a sweat when he reached the third floor. He moved half of the floor that usually took less than 2 minutes to walk. After several hours, I asked the doctor to come home to change the medicine after careful consideration, and I never wanted to be tortured again.

Nie Cheng supported and accompanied him step by step, and was more patient than the injured man himself. When he reached the fourth floor, he supported Jiang Zhun with one hand, and opened the half-closed security door with the other, and led him to sit on the sofa before pulling the curtain to turn on the light.

The house is tidy and warm, and Jiang Zhun's mood is different from the last short stay. He nestled on the sofa and relaxed.

"You planned to live with me early in the morning, so you have to wait for me to tell you." Nie Cheng smiled.He changed his shoes and brought him Jiang Zhun's pair.

Jiang Zhun immediately sat up, not wanting to make Nie Cheng hard, said "I'll do it myself" and took the slippers, let him go to other things, not forgetting to explain: "It's just basic politeness, what if you think I'm troublesome?"

"Would I find you troublesome?" Nie Cheng took out the casual home clothes he often wore at home from the suitcase, and threw it by his side avoiding the wound.

Jiang Zhun struggled to take off his windbreaker, Nie Cheng turned on the water heater, waited for the water to heat up, took half a basin of water and took a new towel to help him scrub, and changed his clothes by the way.

After all this trouble, it was past nine o'clock. Nie Cheng made the bed and went to take a shower first.Jiang Zhun walked slowly back to the bedroom by himself, lay on the side where he usually slept, covered himself with a thin quilt, and was ready to fall asleep.

Nie Cheng was wiping his hair and came out of the bathroom to see this scene. He was surprised: "So early?" Then he thought, even simple sports injuries are more energy-intensive than usual. Today, Jiang Zhun must have been injured twice. tired.He didn't want to go to bed so early, he was too lazy to go to the study, he sat in the living room and read a two-page book, and he was afraid that Jiang Zhun would wake him up when he went in, so he turned off the lights early and said "good night" to Jiang Zhun Also fell asleep.

So once again, the two former/current criminal investigation captains fell asleep before ten o'clock, and had nothing to say all night.