I don't like the protagonist

"Uncle Zhao, let's go." Zhou Mubai held up an umbrella and greeted Uncle Zhao.

Uncle Zhao waved his hand, "Come back tomorrow, I'll leave a bowl of porridge for you." Uncle Zhao's voice came through the rain curtain, and there seemed to be a thud on the ground in his voice.

"Does Officer Zhou have time today? I would like to treat you to dinner. Thank you for taking me back last night." Director Dong shamelessly got under Zhou Mubai's umbrella with his umbrella, and did not speak until he had already walked for a while.

"I've been quite busy recently, so I don't need to invite you to dinner, it's a small matter..." Zhou Mubai glanced at the young man who was half a head shorter than him, as if he was comparing something.

"Oh, that's fine." Director Dong looked at the vegetable market hidden in the rain. There were many people coming and going in the morning. Rushing to work, there are people who have nothing to do, sitting and waiting for customers to come to their door.

There was no one talking between the two again, and Director Dong couldn't help but open his mouth to find something to talk about.

"Officer Zhou, can I visit your house in the future? I live alone all the time, and I don't have any friends around me. It's boring." Director Dong tentatively approached Zhou Mubai, cautiously.

Zhou Mubai hesitated, glanced at the person who was looking at him pitifully, nodded, and did not say any words of rejection.

The rain was getting heavier again, and pedestrians were in a hurry, Director Dong followed Zhou Mubai's pace and walked slowly, "Isn't Officer Zhou busy this morning?"

"Well, I'm not very busy right now." Zhou Mubai subconsciously brought the umbrella close to Director Dong, not wanting him to get wet.

"Then go to my house for a while, and I'll make you a cup of tea."

"...All right." Zhou Mubai said hesitantly, it shouldn't be a problem for him to be late.

Director Dong's house is very clean, but also a bit empty, he is too lazy to fill up the house, he just wants to fill up his closet.

"Why didn't you wear a skirt when you went out today?" Zhou Mubai was a little curious, he thought he should like skirts very much.

"I'm going to have breakfast today. Uncle Zhao is getting old, so it's not good to scare him." Director Dong poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Zhou Mubai.

"Yeah." To be honest, he was a little regretful, those legs were really pretty.

"I have an art exhibition in a few days. I don't know if Officer Zhou is interested in taking a look."

"I'm an ordinary person, I don't understand those things, so forget it, the bureau is quite busy."

"OK then."

The two chatted for a while, and Zhou Mubai got up to leave. The case was over, but there was still finishing work, so we couldn't relax.

The two of them didn't meet each other for the next few days. Director Dong added Zhou Mubai's WeChat account. That person was so rigid that his WeChat name was Mubai.I don't even bother to change it.

Sure enough, he didn't come on the day of the art exhibition, so Director Dong took photos to show him. Zhou Mubai was so busy that it was almost impossible for him to reply to his messages, but he still happily sent them.

Fang Bai was a little worried. The favorability of this old-fashioned policeman was too difficult to get. It was still only 15. He was so worried that his hair was about to fall out.

He flirts with Zhou Mubai every day, expresses his condolences from time to time, and visits Zhou Mubai at the police station when he has time, and brings him something to eat, and by the way, also brings it to his team members.

As a result, those team members' favorability towards him reached 35, but Zhou Mubai was still only 15, feeling tired.

City T has a lot of rain in summer, and it never ends. Director Dong doesn't like to go out, and the time he spends at home skyrockets.Occasionally, he went to Uncle Zhao's for breakfast. He seemed to have had an argument with his wife, and he hadn't seen Aunt Zhao for many days. His daughter went to the boarding school and hadn't been back for a long time.

One morning at around six o'clock, Director Dong was woken up by the police siren. It seemed that it was not far from his house. The head of the noisy person was about to explode. Director Dong had no choice but to go out after changing his clothes and wearing slippers. have a look.

When he got there, he saw a circle of people around them, messy and noisy. Zhou Mubai's height of 186 was particularly conspicuous among the group of aunts.

It was a relatively hidden alley, small and narrow, but the alley was very long, sandwiched between these high-rise buildings, and the sun could not be seen all year round. The alley had not been repaired, and it was full of mud. It was muddy when it rained. Blocked by big green trash cans, hardly anyone walks through it.

A cordon had been drawn up all around, probably not long after arriving, when Director Dong approached, he saw a person's leg leaking from behind the big trash can that blocked the alley.

Wearing trousers, there was mud on the soles of the leather shoes, on the trouser legs of the trousers, and mud on the crotch, which looked like footprints, but they were incomplete. A forensic doctor was on hand to determine the time of death and other clues.Because of his sight, Director Dong didn't see anything more.

Zhou Mubai frowned on the sidelines. It rained heavily last night, so there were almost no useful clues to be found.

Director Dong took a few more glances. The white wall in the alley was stained with blood, not much. Most of it should have been washed away by the rain, but the place where the blood was stained was very high, and the footprints on the ground were very messy. What came out, it was a little cold in the morning at this point, so he went back.

As a painter, he doesn't want to be involved in these things.

Zhou Mubai has been a little annoyed recently. The case has been bothering him. The name of the deceased is Sun Ruo. He is the department head of a company. The daughter belongs to the ex-wife. The divorce was settled peacefully at the beginning, and I didn't usually have any grudges with anyone. I can easily find out who I have friends with.

There is no way to do it at all. Friends around me have asked many times, and they still give the same answer. Director Sun went back after get off work at ten o'clock that night, and no one was with him. As for why he went to that alley, I'm sorry, no Know.

The only thing they can be sure of is that the deceased was in the alley they went to. The time of death was between 12:30 and [-]:[-]. There were few valuables on his body, but they were not taken by the murderer. They later found it on a homeless man nearby. any leads.

But the mobile phone on the deceased was not there, so they couldn't find it. The footprints on the ground in the alley had been compared, and almost all of them belonged to witnesses of the crime. A heavy rain washed everything away.

After being busy for a few days, there was nothing useful, and the case happened in a downtown area, and it had already been reported by reporters. Every day, Zhou Mubai was annoyed to death by blocking people at the police station entrance.

Director Dong is an idler if he doesn't paint. He maintains the good habit of getting up early, and goes to Uncle Zhao's breakfast shop to eat two meat buns every day.

I met Zhou Mubai again this morning, but Zhou Mubai looked less energetic than the first time.

The beard was not shaved, the police uniform on his body was messy, and the hair looked greasy after not washing for a few days. Weakly asked Uncle Zhao for 20 steamed buns.

"Where did Officer Zhou just come back from? It's like this." Director Dong couldn't help but tease him.

"I've been busy for several days. I just went home last night. I've been very busy recently. Can I trouble you to take care of my son?" Zhou Mubai took the key and handed it to Director Dong while talking.