Monster 1

The winter in Beicheng is as wet and cold as ever.

At five o'clock in the morning, before dawn, the street lamps in disrepair flickered under the sound of electric current, and the thick fog made the surrounding visibility extremely low.

Occasionally, a few shadowy figures can be seen disappearing in the distance, or passing close by.It is obviously not the Ching Ming season, but there is a bit of an artistic conception of wanting to die.

In the cold and sticky environment, even the vendors who set up the breakfast stalls were yawning so much that they lost the strength to yell, trying to open their tired eyes, wearing masks of fake smiles, and dealing with the guests who came to buy breakfast.

The man looked about 30 years old, wearing a neat black suit, dragged his suitcase to a stall selling breakfast, ordered a piece of fried dough sticks and tofu nao, then found a seat against the wall and sat down .

His suitcase is about 24 inches, made of metal, and the color is a bright red that is extremely inconsistent with a man's temperament.

When Lao Li came over with a plastic bowl that is common in the morning market, his eyes unconsciously lingered on his very conspicuous suitcase for a moment.

Seeing this, the man stretched out his big hand with well-defined joints, and tapped the box with its knuckles, clearly expressing his dissatisfaction.

Lao Li cursed in his heart, 'Damn mother cannon', still showing a simple and honest smile with commercial characteristics on his mouth, nodded at the man, and then went back to help the people behind fry fried dough sticks amidst the call of his mother-in-law.

The food at this roadside stall is really not exquisite. If you want to say it is attractive, it is probably oily, salty and salty. Stimulate your taste buds a bit, and you will taste a bit delicious.

The man ate the food in the bowl slowly. Although it was a simple breakfast for five yuan, he felt like a high-end buffet.

Even passers-by couldn't help but be attracted by him, and stopped to buy a bowl of tofu nao of the same style in front of this dilapidated stall, and tasted this treasure hidden in the market.

After the rush hour, Lao Li turned around and looked at the big red suitcase standing neatly against the corner, surprised, "Huh? 'After a sound, he walked over.

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When Qiu Mingyuan walked into the office with four bags of soy milk and seven deep-fried dough sticks in his mouth, he saw Lu Yunli dressed in black, staring at the computer in front of him bitterly.

That appearance really didn't look like a people's policeman, but rather like a small boss of a debt collection company.

"What's the matter? When I first came in, I saw a bunch of young people standing outside, all of them dressed as if they were on a beach vacation, and they didn't think it was cold. Seeing how hard they tortured themselves, the juvenile detention center would feel ashamed."

"A group of rebellious teenagers." Bai Qiu came up with a cheap smile and took a portion of his own soy milk and fried dough sticks, and said in a tone of three parts feeling emotion and seven parts joining in the fun: "There are gang fights, grab a bunch of them, grab them When I was there, I still followed suit, saying that the current police are all idiots."

"Tsk tsk, it's amazing. Have you ever seen such a dog-like idiot in our army? Even the idiot is LV, a luxury."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of kicking over the stool coming from Lu Yunlin's direction.Bai Qiu sticks out her tongue and jumps behind Qiu Mingyuan while hugging her belongings, quickly consuming the fried sticks in her hand like a hamster.

It seems that if the speed is slower, the leader who is on the verge of bombing will come to grab his food.

"Don't, if you go on, I don't think Team Lu will kick the bench next time. I have to kick you."

"That's impossible! Who is Team Lu? Outstanding youth representative! A good brother to the people, a good father and son, how could he do such an immoral and inelegant thing like kicking someone, right?"

Hearing this, Lu Yunlan smiled instead of anger, took the file folder and slapped it on the table, but happily said in the special caring tone that the seven aunts and eight aunts would use during the Chinese New Year: "The file management seems to be There is a shortage of people, our side is full, how about you go and help, girls, don't follow us to fight and kill for a day."

As soon as he heard this, the gloating on Bai Qiu's face instantly disappeared, and without even a pause, he directly changed his facial expression to honest and honest, with no flaws in the seamless connection.

She quickly recalled: "Does the Lu team drink tea? I just got the excellent chrysanthemum tea from my old man two days ago. It is a must-have in summer for clearing away heat and fire. Buy one get one free. It is really a good product for office! From now on, I will drink it every day." Make a cup for you on time, so that you can feel good every day!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Lu Yunli's reply, he took the tea pot in his left hand and the right hand, and slipped to the tea room with a soy milk bag in his mouth.

After Bai Qiu left, Lu Yunli picked up a large sunset red porcelain cup for the elderly, poured soy milk into it, and walked out unsteadily.

The little police officer in the mail room was walking in with a box of couriers in his arms. Seeing that the second uncle Lu Yunli seemed to be walking without looking at the road, he hurriedly turned a corner to make way for him, and got a "children can teach" Also' the approving glances.

"What is the Lu team doing?"

"Talk to the flowers of the motherland."

……

Qiu Mingyuan picked up the fritters in his hand and greeted the petrified little policeman at the door:

"Do you want to eat it? I just bought it this morning. The fried dough sticks at the corner of the North Market are authentic!"

"Do not……"

"Young people, don't always make a fuss. This is the baptism of love for the future flowers of our motherland."

I'm afraid that the flowers of the motherland will all wither after experiencing the baptism of the army.

Lu Yunlan was 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. He was a standard clothes hanger. He walked with wind, with a clean and neat posture.

His facial contour followed that of his father, with thick eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and thin lips. He should be a handsome guy in the traditional sense.

But one pair of eyes followed the mother again.

Slender eyelashes, a pair of willow-leaf eyes that are always wet, and the eyeballs are extremely light in color, if there is light, they look like a pair of amber glass beads.

When those eyes look at others, they always look very gentle, and the original sincerity can bring out a very feeling. If it is sincere, it will really make people drown in those eyes.

It's a pity that so far, no one has had the honor of swimming in his eyes.

"Hey, old Wang, how's the education going?"

Old Wang turned his head and gave Lu Yunli a helpless look, and said, "Young man, you are very angry, and you will fight if you have a big problem. I don't know what to say."

"Isn't it the same when we were young, if you don't accept it, do it!"

"Fuck you, there's nothing to do, right?"

"Let's go, let's go." Seeing that Lao Wang was going to chase someone away, Lu Yunli hurriedly raised his hand and shouted to stop: "You taught you, I'll just wander around."

In fact, Lu Yunli didn't have much to do when he came here. To be honest, he just had nothing to do.

Ever since the previous accident was over, the entire North City has been so peaceful that there is no bubble. Occasionally something happens, it is nothing more than Zhang San’s stall being smashed by Li Si, and Wang Erhei’s dog biting Li Goudan. The legs have nothing to do with their special investigation team at all.

The entire investigation team could sit idle in the office and pluck their leg hair for three days and three nights.

This group of young people is good, they happened to bump into Lu Yunli who was riding a yellow car to the police station at the gunpoint. Facing this group of young people who were talking nonsense, Lu Yunli put down a few of them with a kind face, and beat them. A phone call, packed and brought back to the police station.

I didn't pay attention to it in the morning, but only now did Lu Yunli realize that among this group of colorful young people with dyed hair, there was a well-behaved boy in a light gray coat and gold-rimmed glasses who was out of place. .

The boy kept his head down the whole time, with a calm expression on his face, and his eyes were focused on somewhere in the air. It was a typical state of the left ear entering the right ear and exiting.

Old Wang naturally also noticed this boy, he knocked on the table twice, pointed at him with the tip of his pen: "You, tell me what's going on with you?"

The boy who was named raised his head and glanced blankly at Lao Wang, and Lu Yunxi, who looked at him with an innocent and ignorant look, became happy.

"I was passing by."

Hey, it's really a source of happiness, and you can be accidentally caught in it when you pass by.

Lu Yunli rubbed the sun pattern and the great man's head on the big porcelain cup, thinking about watching a movie with guilt.

It was as if arresting the wrong person had nothing to do with him at all.

After a round of investigation, it was found that this boy really passed by accidentally as he said.

So Lu Yunli, the leader of the special investigation team, took over the task of sending the boy out of the police station very responsibly, as if he had taken two catties of rat poison.

This made the audience more deeply aware of an international problem-the investigation team is really too busy recently.

"My little brother, please forgive me. It's early in the morning, and everyone is still awake. It's inevitable that there will be some mistakes in doing things. If I accidentally scare you, I will blame you."

With frowning eyebrows, Lu Yunli took out a mint candy from his pocket and handed it to the boy, with an indescribable sincerity.

The boy took the candy and nodded: "Your work is also hard, understandable."

"By the way, Xiao Xie, right? Are you afraid to see those gang fights?"

"My name is Xie Zhi'an, a student from Beicheng University. I passed by in the morning because I lived at grandma's house on weekends." Xie Zhi'an looked into Lu Yunlin's eyes and said word by word: "Don't be afraid, because it has nothing to do with me."

Lu Yunran's eyes widened slightly, his eyes that usually seem to be wandering here and there suddenly fell completely on Xie Zhi'an's face, as if he was completely attracted by the person in front of him.

If that appearance is seen by acquaintances, they will definitely think that this is some serious suspect.

After all, it is rare for Lu Yunli to look at their colleagues who get along day and night so seriously.

After a moment of silence, he smiled and patted Xie Zhian's shoulder: "Okay, let's go? Do you want me to take you to school?"