My monsters are going to heaven

Wen Yuan and the people in the department had some friendship with Zhang Ruoshan, even if they had to deal with business, there were still times when they couldn't deal with it harshly.

But Adjutant Liu is different.

They could make Zhang Ruoshan suffer all kinds of torture without a hair on his body.

While waiting, Wen Yuan had already scanned the transcripts of the past few days of interrogation.

Zhang Ruoshan didn't utter a single word except for repeatedly confessing the previous situation.

But this is far from enough to prove his innocence.

——Everyone knows that the results of stealing and killing are very different.

Even if he did kill the old bell ringer, no one would admit it easily.

In particular, Wen Yuan knew Zhang Ruoshan very well. Zhang Ruoshan was an excellent police officer with extraordinary endurance and psychological quality.

Last time, if the police station hadn't grasped the ironclad evidence that the stolen goods flowed out of his brother-in-law's hands, he would never have admitted the fact of the theft.

According to the procedure, if nothing can be found in the interrogation, the person will have to be released after a period of time.

In other words, Zhang Ruoshan himself is very clear about the process, as long as he continues to endure, he will soon be free again.

It is absolutely impossible for him to let go in this situation.

"Have you eaten yet?" Wen Yuan closed the file and put it away, and asked warmly to the person who just sat down across the table.

It's now dinner time.

Of course, he has no time to eat himself.

Zhang Ruoshan was stunned, two stars shimmered in the depths of his numb pupils as if he had been awakened, the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling wryly, and said in a low voice, "I ate a bowl of porridge."

When the shop was closed, Lu Yiming and Kim Poro went to the nearby porridge shop to eat porridge.

On the first day when Sister Chen was away, Lu Yiming missed her... cooking skills.

Sister Chen usually prepares meals for three people, but he doesn't necessarily go home to eat them. He always feels that they are all those dishes and he is tired of eating.

Now I can't eat it anymore, but I start to miss it.

Jinpoluo has always been dispensable to food and lacks interest, so Lu Yiming casually ordered a bowl of the same for him.

Soon, the proprietress brought two bowls of shrimp porridge.

Lu Yiming picked up a spoon and ate big chunks of the dried shrimp porridge. After a while, he finished the dried shrimps, but there was still more than half of the porridge left.

After persistently fishing for a long time, I couldn't get even a morsel of shrimp skin. I glanced at Jinpoluo's bowl, and there was almost no movement. The thumb-sized shrimp was half hidden and half visible on the porridge surface, full of color and fragrance.

Before he could speak, Kimporo pushed the whole bowl over.

"I will not eat."

Lu Yiming was not polite to him, but accepted it generously.

Kimporo will not be hungry if he does not eat.

After taking a few bites, he raised his head and asked, "Aside from gold, what else do you like to eat?"

There was a playful smile in Jinpoluo's eyes.

Lu Yiming felt that his eyes seemed to linger between his lips, and frowned before he said: "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

Tsk, really.

I accidentally fell into a strange atmosphere.

Could it be that this animal, like those cats and dogs, also picks spring to estrus?

Someone nearby suddenly called out in surprise: "Isn't this Yiming!"

Lu Yiming gave a spoonful, turned his head and saw the handsome young man at the next table, first startled, then laughed: "Qin Qiu?" Looking at the young woman in a western dress next to him, he was startled again, "Oh, Qin Chun! Why did you two come back to town?"

It turned out to be an old neighbor, the Qin siblings.It's just that the Qin family moved to the provincial capital later, and they seldom contacted each other.

Qin Chun smiled: "The old house has been rented before, and recently someone offered a big price to buy it. The old father is inconvenient, so Qin Qiu and I came back to take care of it. I just wanted to visit you."

Lu Yiming introduced to Jinpoluo: "Oh, these are my two childhood friends, Qin's Spring and Autumn, we haven't seen each other for many years."

Then he pointed to Kim Poro to the Qin siblings: "This is me...well, friend. Kim Poro."

The two sides looked at each other.

Qin Qiu took a closer look at Jin Poluo: "This Mr. Jin is not only outstanding in appearance, but also has a special name, which is different from our common names."

"Naturally." Lu Yiming chuckled secretly, and glanced triumphantly at Kim Poro, barely showing off that he got the name.

Reunion after farewell, naturally, reminiscing about the old days is indispensable.

Take advantage of the opportunity to fight for a table, chatting, having fun.

"The last time we met was when you went to the capital to go to school and passed the provincial capital by ship. At that time, you came in a hurry, and I didn't do my best to be a landlord. I saw that I was also in a hurry today, so I can only let it go, haha." Qin Qiu Asked the proprietress to add a pot of Zhuyeqing, poured three cups, and did not forget to explain, "My sister is recovering from a serious illness and cannot drink."

Lu Yiming pinched his fingers and calculated: "It's been three or four years."

Qin Qiu laughed as if remembering something: "We met Liu Ting when we were in the county seat. She was sitting in another car and gave us a few grass cakes, saying that she was going to the county hospital to visit relatives."

Lu Yiming's face darkened slightly, but the smile on his lips did not disappear.

Unaware of the change in the atmosphere, Qin Qiu continued to say to himself: "Look at her belly is so big, it must be several months? Why don't you go with her, as a husband, you are wrong ah."

Qin Chun next to him seemed to know something, coughed lightly, and winked at his younger brother several times.

The dull Qin Qiu looked at his sister strangely: "Sister, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Not wanting to embarrass Qin Chun, Lu Yiming hurriedly said with a smile: "I am not the one Liu Ting married."

The tone of voice was extremely ordinary, as if talking about the girl next door getting married.

But the air still froze for a while.

Qin Qiu's embarrassed distorted smile seemed to pour a glass of wine, and the liquid poured down his cheeks into his ears.

Qin Chun covered his mouth and smoothed things over: "Fate is something you can't force, it's good for everyone to be safe."

"Yes, yes, yes." Qin Qiu poured himself a cup, "Where is there no grass in the end of the world! If you come to the provincial capital after Yiming, I can introduce some of your female classmates, who are very beautiful..."

"Okay, then it's settled!" Lu Yiming opened the corner of his mouth and raised his wine glass, "If I don't have a beautiful female classmate when I go, I will be angry."

Seeing Jin Poluo out of the corner of his eye, Lu Yiming hurriedly patted him on the shoulder, and said to Qin Qiu, "There are many, I can introduce one to him, he... oh, he likes to be promiscuous."

Kimporo twirled the cup in his hand and smiled silently.

Several people chatted for a while, and then they broke up.

Lu Yiming and Kim Poro walked slowly on the green brick road back to their house.

As the dusk deepened, the passers-by became much rarer.

Walking in front of an abandoned earth temple that was only half a person tall, Lu Yiming suddenly stopped, and said to the empty platform: "When I was young, A Ting and I worshiped the heaven and the earth here. At that time, there was a fat The land lords made of stone, I don’t know when there will be no land lords.”

Jinpoluo didn't expect that Lu Yiming would take the initiative to raise this issue.

Not only did he not mention it himself before, but he also didn't like being mentioned by others.

Lu Yiming walked up again, and continued to speak calmly: "Everyone in the town thought we would get married in the future..." After a pause, he smiled, "But she is married to a nerd now, and she seems to be doing well."

Strange to say, when he thought of A Ting a while ago, he would feel pain in his heart, and when others mentioned it, he couldn't control his loss and annoyance at all, but now he can mention her as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that Jin Poluo didn't speak and didn't ask any questions, Lu Yiming couldn't help but glanced at him, and teased, "Aren't you good at making jokes in private? Why didn't you say a word in front of outsiders? Just now Qin Qiu secretly asked me if you Dumb."

Kim Poro said lazily, "I'm too lazy to say."

Scene talk, courteous talk, casual talk... In his eyes, it's all nonsense.

It's a waste of time talking to the kind of person you'll never see again.

He was extremely impatient the whole time just now, if Lu Yiming didn't insist on refusing to leave, he would have gone home and slept long ago.

"What were you thinking at the dinner table just now? You kept a straight face, like a bench." Lu Yiming looked at him and laughed.

"I think..." Kimporo's lips curled up, "Go home and make a contract with you." He gave him a meaningful look.

Lu Yiming felt uncomfortable at this glance, and the alarm bells rang in his head.

By the way, sister Chen is not here tonight.

Isn't that...

He straightened his face and said seriously: "Let's say it first, you don't want to come into my room tonight."

As a result, in the middle of the night, Young Master Lu went into Kim Poro's house by himself.

He had read a book for a while before going to bed early, but halfway through he dreamed that he turned into a huge fish and was stabbed in the heart by a fisherman holding a steel fork.

The sudden colic in his heart woke him up from the bed.

His forehead and back were covered with cold sweat.

And the pain that seemed to tear his heart did not stop because of the interruption of the dream, but became more and more intense, as if an invisible steel fork really pierced his body deeply, turning counterclockwise at the position of his heart non-stop.

Lu Yiming clutched his chest, remembering that he felt similar pain last time.

But the pain last time was far worse than this time, and the pain was not limited to the heart.

I went to Dr. Li, but found no problems. Later, when I went to see Wenyuan, I went to the county hospital for an examination, and there were no problems.

At that time, Kimporo said that as long as he endured it, it would be fine.

OK, bear with me.

He took a deep breath, trying to be patient.

In less than ten deep breaths, he couldn't take it anymore.

The heart seemed to be twitching like it was about to be pulled out of the chest.

"... Ah Jin!"

Lu Yiming let out a weak cry.

There was no response from the yard, nor from the room next door.

dead animals.

Don't come when it's time to come.

Lu Yiming was in so much pain that he almost forgot that it was he himself who set the rules in the evening.

Thinking of something, he struggled to sit up, endured the severe pain, rummaged through the coat hanging by the bed, and took out a large handful of talisman papers.

It was bought for two copper coins at the market in the afternoon.

Since he is not sick, it is likely that he has suffered from some kind of evil, whether it is the evil of the donkey demon or what kind of ghost, he can only be treated as a living horse doctor, at worst, he will have diarrhea.

Lu Yiming struggled to find a brazier, threw the talisman into it, and lit it.

Seeing the flames soaring more than a foot high in front of his eyes, Lu Yiming took a step back in fright, and the pain caused him to fall down on the bed.

The flame did not go out for a long time, and it seemed to change into the shape of a fisherman holding up a steel fork, as if about to pounce on him.

Lu Yiming didn't know if he was thinking too much, he was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound, he struggled desperately to get up from the bed, and staggered towards the door.

Pushing open the door, he supported the wall and walked a few steps to the next door, kicking open the door of the next room with all his strength.

"...Kimporo, are you deaf?!"

Kimporo's room was dark and silent.

Is no one there?

Lu Yiming suddenly despaired.

He didn't dare to go back to his room, so he could only stagger forward to Kimporo's bed in the dark by the dim light from the window.

I can't run anymore, let's just lie down here for a while...

He stretched out his hand to explore the couch.

Suddenly, something grabbed his wrist, and with great strength, he was pulled onto the couch.

"Ouch!" Lu Yiming felt his face hit a flat and warm object, and his nose hurt.

It is a broad and smooth chest.

Struggling to get up, her waist and shoulders were clasped tightly by something.

Kimporo's voice came lazily over his head with a sarcasm: "Yo."

Lu Yiming was a little annoyed, but the throbbing pain in his heart made him swallow the curse words.

He lay weakly on Kimporo's body, buried his face in his chest, and said in a low voice, "I'm sick."

Kimporo embraced him in his arms and licked his earlobe: "Make a contract with me."

"..." Lu Yiming didn't have the time to bother about his three-sentence contract, so he was silent for a while before asking, "Is it okay if I sign the contract?"

"Yes."

"why?"

Kim Poro rubbed the back of his head: "Why do you have too many?"

Just as Lu Yiming was about to make some sarcasm, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat and a numbness in his mouth.

Immediately, the lips and tongue moved on their own, and an uncontrollable hoarse voice came out of his throat: "Okay, then let's make a contract."

Lu Yiming's eyes widened in horror, he held his throat with one hand, and wanted to speak, but his body lost control——

I can't speak, I can't even cough.

Except for the expression and the right hand resting on the throat, other parts refused to accept the instructions from the brain as if they had their own consciousness.

Soon, he suddenly realized.

Gritting teeth: Dead donkey demon!

Sure enough, Hua Moyan's voice reverberated in his mind after a long absence.

——Hee hee hee, miss me?I took a break and felt better.

——Since you don't want to make a contract with him, then I will make a contract with him...

No!

Lu Yiming roared in his heart.

But still no words came out of his throat.

——Why, if you don’t order it, don’t you allow me to order it?So domineering, heh heh.

An uncontrollable voice continued to come out of his throat: "Ah Jin, let's make a contract."

He raised his head even more actively, and approached Kimporo's chin.

Hey Hey hey!you!

Lu Yiming's eyes almost widened.

--whee.

The lips had already touched the corner of Kimporo's mouth, and a light kiss fell.

The left hand moved down even more quietly, and suddenly touched something lightly.

Ahhh...!Dead donkey demon!

Lu Yiming screamed in his heart.

The only right hand that could move grabbed the left wrist vigorously, and after pulling for a long time, it didn't move.

—Hmph, hypocrisy!You are not also a man, I am not ashamed, why are you ashamed.

——You are sorry, I will touch it for you.

The left hand mischievously followed the beautiful lines of that tight and muscular body, stroking upwards all the way, and finally hooked Kimporo's slender neck tightly.

A sleepy sigh came out of his throat: "Ah Jin, I want..."

Pooh! ... want your head!

stop for me!

The corners of Lu Yiming's eyes were bleeding.

Kimporo sat up and lighted the kerosene lamp by the bed without haste.

Lifting the chin of Young Master Lu in his arms with one hand, seeing his terrified eyes staring like two copper bells, he couldn't help being a little amused, but deliberately said: "Okay."

Lu Yiming watched helplessly as he lowered his head and kissed him deeply.

Instantly his eyes went black.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he seemed to have moved from the bed to the table.

The sharp pain in his chest suddenly disappeared.

Startled, he raised his eyes.

On the bed, two people were entangled in disheveled clothes.

Huh? ? !

Lu Yiming was startled again.

After taking a closer look, he realized that the one hugging Kimporo was himself in only a coat.

No, to be precise, it was my own body.

The "Lu Yiming" on the bed hooked Kim Poro's neck with one hand, and kept his hand up and down with the other.

The picture is extremely obscene and obscene, it hurts the ear when you hear it, and it hurts the eyes when you look at it.

Speaking of which...

Lu Yiming looked down at himself, only to see a piece of porcelain white.

There is also a small arc-shaped handle on the left.

It was a white teacup.

——Am I...and...? !

He raised his eyes angrily: You guys!Stop it! !

Instead of stopping, the two men started to move even more.

He was so angry that he chopped off the feet of the cup, and rushed towards the bed, rubbing the mahogany tabletop, making a soft rattling sound.

Jin Poluo jumped out of the bed suddenly, picked up Young Master Lu who was on the bed by the waist, and went straight out of the room in an ambiguous and obscene posture.

Hello! !return!What are you going to do? !

Lu Yiming stretched out the handle of the cup, really desperate now.

As soon as Jin Poluo went out with the man in his arms in his arms, he went directly into Young Master Lu's room next door.

As soon as Fu entered the room, he immediately changed his face, and threw him on the bed with a look of disgust.

Hua Moyan was hit on the head and screamed.

Before he got up, Kim Poro said coldly: "Be quiet, if you let him hear it, you will die."

Hua Moyan laughed and said softly, "Sure enough, he was recognized?"

He touched his right hand, but couldn't feel the presence of Young Master Lu, and murmured: "Young Master Lu seems to have passed out from fright?"

Lu Yiming heard the shaking of the bed and the sound of calling the bed from the other side of the wall, and felt that he didn't want to be a human anymore.

So embarrassing.

Want to jump off the table and be smashed to pieces.

After thinking about it, no, if the body is broken to pieces at this time, will it return to the body?

I don't know what dirty things are going on over there, so let's not dance for now.

It's abominable.

It can be seen the methods of Adjutant Liu's subordinates.

After all, there is no need to extract a confession by torture, and there are many ways to get a prisoner to confess.

Because of the suspicion of killing the old bell-ringing man Zhou Laifu and the Chen family, although some family members came to protect him a few times, and it seems that a relative who was a minister in the provincial capital was dispatched, but it was an important case, and the General Administration gave special approval. He was not allowed to release him, and he was also ordered not to use torture.

Wen Yuan was injured in the front line, so the matter of interrogating Zhang Ruoshan fell to the people sent by Adjutant Liu with the special approval of the General Administration.

Wen Yuan put down his water glass, stood up slowly, and said, "I'll go down and see him now."

Wen Yuan looked up from the file and was startled.

It's only been a few days, and Zhang Ruoshan seems to be a different person.

With a haggard appearance, gray hair, cloudy eyes, and a stooped back, he suddenly seemed to be ten years older.

The recorder next to him shrugged and said: "What reason does Director Li use to go out? Why can't we find out why the matter is done well? If the matter is not done well, it's just a misunderstanding and pleading guilty."

"That's his tune." Wen Yuan nodded and smiled.

Li Feiyun has always been vigorous and stern in his work. To put it nicely, he is arrogant, but to put it bluntly... he has a kind of reckless gangster spirit. He often does not follow the rules and procedures, but he knows how to take advantage of loopholes. The border relationship is also good, and Director Wu Deqiang has to rely on him to handle the case, so no one has ever taken him into action.

trial room.

An extremely tall man lowered his head slightly, and walked slowly into the slightly low door frame in front of him with handcuffs and shackles.

Wen Yuan's eyes lit up.

By the way, Zhang Ruoshan who stole the gold watch and used it to sell the stolen goods on the night of the Chen family's extermination last time is still locked up.

The last time Zhou Xiaosheng was invited to sit in it once, the only phone in the police station was almost ringing off the hook, especially a minister from the provincial capital sent a private message to prove his innocence.

Although on the surface they are just fans of the wives of some officers, in fact, the reason why the provincial capital can call to protect them is definitely not because of the wind blowing on the pillow.

"Ju Li's mind is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea, who knows!" The recorder tidied up the documents in hand, "Just stay here and wait for the news."

Thinking of something, he hesitated to speak, and finally said after a long while: "By the way, how long will that Zhang Ruoshan be locked up?"

Zhang Ruoshan?

After all, it is small place.

"However, what is the purpose of this troupe this time?" Wen Yuan asked.

As soon as Wen Yuan returned to the office and drank some water, he heard that Li Feiyun had taken a team to the building, and they hadn't returned all afternoon.

Can't help being surprised: "What reason did Director Li use?"

After several interactions, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the Spring and Autumn Theater is covered by someone.