Born in the dark, Ended in the dawn

The footage recorded by the surveillance is undoubtedly disappointing. From the beginning to the end, only the middle-aged man entered and exited Room 819, and nothing else.

The identity of the man was quickly found out. He was a pharmaceutical agent and distributor. He was still lying in the intensive care unit. There was no trauma, and the mucous membrane of the respiratory tract did not show any burns that should have occurred. However, the signs of lung failure did exist. The ventilator took a breath.

Wei Lan held a stack of files, and looked through the hamburgers delivered by the takeaway. It was a fire that happened in room 819 eight years ago. As Wen Peng said, the deceased was a doctor of medicine. It was discovered behind the door panel that the scorched flesh had been glued to the door panel. It took a lot of effort to remove the body, and the fire expert team conducted in-depth investigations more than once, but failed to find the source of the fire. It was like a big fire out of thin air. It was turned on in a hurry, and turned off in a hurry, just to destroy everything in the room.

The man in the underground parking lot, the woman who jumped off the building, Tang Li, the dealer in the hotel, is there any connection between these people?Were they involved with someone or something that contributed to their untimely death?

wrong.

There is a difference between Tang Li's incident and other incidents. This difference is not easy to detect, but Wei Lan still keenly noticed the slight difference.Tapping the table with his slender fingers, he calmed down and fell into deep thinking.

This idea is absurd. As early as when Wei Lan rescued Tang Li, he had such an idea. He felt that something was moving in the dark and wanted to kill Tang Li. As for the motive, the first thing he thought of was killing silence.As for the other three, they seem to have done bad things and were killed, which makes people feel no mercy.

This is just a conclusion full of prejudice based on intuition. Wei Lan will not bring these ideas into his work. If something happens, he will naturally have to solve the problem. He can't just die because of his own random guesses.

His eyes were dry and sore from reading the detailed text, and another half night passed, Wei Lan rubbed his sore eyes wearily.He hasn't been home for several days, and today is no exception. I don't know if Lu Yang and the newly moved Han Zhao can coexist peacefully.Lu Yang's character is too serious, and Han Zhao has a violent temper. He always felt that these two people would easily quarrel when they were together. In the end, Lu Yang swallowed his anger and gave in.

Wei Lan yawned, and walked weakly into the public bathroom in his slippers, washing off his sticky sweat.The lights in the duty room were still on, and a few people on duty gathered together to play poker at a table. The shouting was very lively. If this was seen by the leader, it would definitely be severely criticized again.

Not planning to participate, nor planning to sue, Wei Lan just wanted to quickly climb to the big sofa in the lounge and have a good sleep.After closing the doors and windows, turning on the air conditioner, and turning off the dazzling incandescent lamps, the room instantly became dark, allowing Wei Lan to fall asleep quickly.

Wei Lan seemed to be unsteady in her sleep, tossing and turning on the sofa, the cool air blown by the air conditioner smelled of dust in the dryness, which made people very uncomfortable.

With a soft click, the originally locked window opened a gap slightly, and the cool wind seeped into the room along the gap, and the plain curtains were blown flutteringly.The temperature in the room became lower as more cool air poured in, and the air conditioner automatically shut down.At this time, Wei Lan was like a comforted child, gradually calming down and breathing evenly.

The cold air has no intention of leaving, it gradually condenses into a white mist, which gets thicker and thicker until it forms a blurred figure.The figure floated to Wei Lan's side, there was no place on the sofa to accommodate the extra people, and the figure kept covering Wei Lan's body without doing anything.

As if disturbed by the cold touch, Wei Lan snorted softly, then frowned.The figure hastily set off a white mist, swept across the frowning brows soothingly, and saw the person in his arms unfurl the eyebrows, and then withdrew the white mist contentedly.

The person in his arms fell asleep even deeper, and the figure began to restlessly stretch the hands made of white mist into the wide hem of the clothes, along the subtle and beautiful shape of the abdominal muscles all the way up, the hem of the clothes was pulled up, and the wheat-colored skin In the cool air, there were tremors.

A little itchy, Wei Lan unconsciously pushed the guy who disturbed the dream, turned over, and continued to sleep with his back to the figure.

"Heh..." A faint sigh swept over Wei Lan's ears, with a sense of pampering, and the indistinct palm brushed Wei Lan's waist, stretching along the tough waistline. Opening the waist of the trousers and slipping between the legs, a cool kiss fell on the shoulders and back. Hearing the weak but rapid panting coming from under him, the figure quickened the movements of his hands.

Wei Lan writhed uneasily, but there was no sign of waking up. He moved his body subconsciously, approaching the coolness behind him, intending to relieve the annoying heat. His nose was filled with a familiar, clean and refreshing breath. He likes the taste.

The other hand of the figure sneaked up on the upturned buttocks, vaguely outlining the seductive gap through the soft and thin fabric.The body in his arms froze suddenly, apparently resisting such teasing, brows furrowed again, eyelids trembled, as if struggling to wake up from a nightmare.

The hand caressing the buttocks disintegrated into a mist in an instant. The light mist seemed to caress the wings of a chick, completely enveloping Wei Lan, and the other hand moved harder until he felt the heat in his arms. The body trembled slightly, and the figure swayed and disappeared into the dim room without leaving a trace.

When the first bird song sounded in the early morning, Wei Lan woke up in a daze, only feeling that his crotch was wet, cold and sticky. His brain, which was still in a chaotic state, woke up instantly, and he rushed into the toilet without believing it. He stared at the liquid in his crotch.

This is really embarrassing, and it would be worth it if he really had some amazing spring/dream, but he doesn't remember that he had a dream at all, how old is he, how can he still have such a physical condition.

Hurriedly packing up the 'criminal evidence' he made, his hair was combed meticulously, and his uniform was more decently dressed than usual. Facing the surprised eyes of Yin Hang and Chen Yanhua, Wei Lan secretly poked and attributed his convulsive behavior to two words — guilty conscience.

Fortunately, the internal phone rang in time and successfully diverted other people's attention from himself to the phone. Wei Lan grabbed the phone awkwardly and answered it. The call came from the command and dispatch center, and it was usually not happy news.

"Wei Lan, Wen Peng, the customer service staff at the front desk of the NC International Hotel, was found drowned in the sink of the men's toilet on the first floor by the cleaners this morning. The situation is special, and he is handed over to the Criminal Investigation Team [-]. Please arrange for the police to be dispatched quickly."

"Yes, dispatch immediately."

Wei Lan clearly felt that his heart became cold in an instant, and he was a little dazed, and couldn't remember how he hung up the phone.Why did Wen Peng die?That child should have nothing to do with these things.Could it be that his actions indirectly killed Wen Peng?He shouldn't ask so much, shouldn't let Wen Peng talk so much, and shouldn't use Wen Peng to collect clues.

Not daring to delay for a moment, the police car rushed towards the scene of the incident almost on a rampage, running a red light, going the wrong way, it didn't matter, I just wanted to be faster, faster.But Wei Lan really couldn't fly over the intersection that was already blocked by the rush hour. He had never felt that the red light was so long. He tapped the steering wheel a little irritably.

Pedestrians crossing the road shuttled among the waiting traffic, and Wei Lan glanced at all kinds of people in a hurry, office workers with tired faces, and children who were happily chatting and going to school together.The most eye-catching ones are a pair of mother and daughter standing quietly waiting at one end of the zebra crossing. Compared with other passers-by looking around randomly, this pair of mother and daughter are quiet and peaceful, which makes people feel at ease.

The young woman was dressed in simple and elegant clothes, and she could see that the texture was high-quality. She was leading a seven or eight-year-old girl, dressed like a doll, so cute that Wei Lan felt an urge to hug her.

This picture is inexplicably warm, just like every cool morning, when the gentle and virtuous wife goes to school with a well-behaved and cute child, Wei Lan can't help but see God, when can she have such an ordinary and warm life?

The police is a life-threatening business. There are girls who have been in contact with him for a short time and expressed their affection for him, but they all quit his social circle after learning about the nature of his work. Who doesn't yearn for a stable life?But Wei Lan is a restless person. He would rather spend a few days trying to figure out a murderer's motive for killing than waste a few minutes guessing a woman's emotional changes.

Wei Lan laughed out loud. It turns out that marriage is not suitable for him. The feeling of scrambling in treacherous cases is full and exciting. He is deeply obsessed with this kind of excitement that makes the skin crawl, so... Wei Lan Glancing at the mother and daughter again, such a beautiful existence is enough to look forward to.

The red light finally went out and the green light came on, but the traffic was still moving slowly like a turtle, and the pedestrian indicator light in the same direction also turned green, and the mother and daughter finally stepped onto the zebra crossing.

"My God! What happened to that car?" Yin Hang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, screamed and pointed to the vertical lane on the right.

Wei Lan looked in the direction of Yin Hang's finger, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. There were not many vehicles on the vertical lane on the right, and they stopped one after another because of the red light, but there was only one car, which quickly swooped down from the bridge, without any trouble. No signs of slowing down.Ignoring the scolding and urging horns from the car owner behind, Wei Lan put on the handbrake and pushed the door and jumped out of the car.

Some things are like a play arranged by God. As an audience, you can't control the plot, and you can't save the people in the play. You can only watch the tragedy happen and there is nothing you can do.The dark green Jaguar rushed straight down the slope, towards the mother and daughter who had already reached the middle of the road.

Wei Lan jumped on the car cover, stepped on the slow-moving vehicle and rushed towards the woman desperately, fell down several times and then got up again, the woman didn't notice the vehicle rushing towards her, and was only attracted by the exclamation of the crowd around her. Looking over at Wei Lan who was standing on the hood of the car, surprise and puzzlement flashed in his eyes, as well as a gentle and calm smile.

That faint smile was like a frozen photo, paused, then dimmed, stained with bright red, but at the last moment, he exhausted his life force to push the girl out of the dangerous encirclement.

The scene in front of him was like a letter of challenge from the God of Death to Wei Lan, mocking his weakness and powerlessness nakedly. Wei Lan jumped off the hood of the car, grabbed the girl who was squeezing into the crowd, and hugged her tightly Here, hold down the fluttering little head.

"Where's mom?"

"Mom isn't pretty now, we'll look for her after she's dressed up." Wei Lan whispered in the girl's ear.