Dirt

"Isn't this the chief's wife? Damn it!" Gao Chen exclaimed, pulling the tranced police officers back to reality.

Ma Nan was the last person to get off the elevator, and the scene in front of him may have been more shocking. He ran to He Yuan in small steps, and lowered his voice: "What's going on!"

He Yuan frowned tightly: "Am I Conan, can I find the murderer at a glance?"

Miao Miao's tepid voice suddenly came from behind: "The report just received, if it wasn't from Bureau Zhou, then he might have disappeared last night. Did you contact Bureau Zhou?"

Gao Chen walked forward quickly in three steps and two steps, took out a stack of documents from his bag and handed them to He Yuan, stretched his chin and nodded to signal, He Yuan took it and browsed it roughly, and said briefly: "Authenticity."

"Very true! They are all overseas accounts. Most of them are under Zhou Kangming's name, and a small part is under Han Baoling's name. On the surface, they have nothing to do with Zhou De at all, but..." Gao Chen paused, and flipped through He Yuan's hand. Go to a page, point to it and say: "Here, every remittance is signed by Zhou Kangming, and it has been verified by someone that it is Zhou De's handwriting."

After a long time, He Yuan cursed in a murmur, threw the motorcycle keys to Gao Chen, and said, "Stay here and watch carefully, I'll drive back in the team, and if Miao Miao is not in good health, I'm afraid I'll let him ride the motorcycle again." It's freezing."

Gao Chen swallowed his anger and said, "Your minister must die."

The window of a police car at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau fell down, and smoke curled outwards. An arm rested on the window, revealing an expensive seven-figure watch. The owner of the watch was leaning on the seat with his eyes closed, wondering what to think. The co-pilot kept the same posture holding a cigarette.

Afterwards, He Yuan kept answering and answering the phone, his face once approached like a donkey's face, while Miao Miao had already drank tea with Zhou Gong after laying down the seat, and the cigarette butts outside the car were finally beaten by a pair of handmade leather shoes until nine o'clock. Step on the ground.

"Don't sleep, Director Zhang is looking for you." He Yuan stood outside the co-pilot's window, bent his index finger and tapped the window twice.

Miao Miao in the window didn't respond to He Yuan, He Yuan opened the window and pulled Miao Miao up as if realizing something.

"Why?" Miao Miao's forehead was throbbing with veins.

"I thought your weak body was going to die again, and I didn't hear you when I called." He Yuan's voice changed instantly.

In the office of the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Zhang Fulai held a cup of wolfberry tea in his old age, poured a cup for Miao Miao and pushed it over. After a long time, he spoke slowly:

"Have you been to Zhou De's house?"

"En." Miao Miao nodded.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Fulai continued to ask.

There was silence in the office, because Zhang Fulai asked "What do you think?" instead of "Did you find anything?" It was obvious that Zhang Fulai thought that Miao Miao knew something about Han Baoling's murder.

"No." Miao Miao replied stiffly.

"How much do you know about overseas accounts?"

"I heard a little, but I don't know much about it."

Zhang Fulai stood up against the edge of the table, walked slowly to Miao Miao, and said solemnly: "Zhou Kangming's death was definitely not caused by Hu Bing alone. The person who attacked you at the door of the dormitory that day should also be involved, but after all we I'm old, maybe I haven't participated in the investigation for many years, all this is just my personal guess. I read the confession of the anti-narcotics team last night, Han Baoling's death was too timely, just in time for the new leader of the 'Flock' to eradicate the old department... ...Miao Miao, I respect your approach and opinions, can you tell me about the ghost that sent messages inward when you were in the 'Flock'...is it Zhou De?"

Miao Miao took a sip of wolfberry tea, and replied unhurriedly: "Ju Zhang, since you have asked Team He to secretly investigate Deputy Bureau Zhou, I think you have suspected him for a long time. Qun's three years of real contact with not many people, in addition to the old department of 'Flock', there are also some of the next shippers, in fact, I have never met Deputy Director Zhou, after all, I am only helping the 'Hummingbird'."

Zhang Fulai never thought that when Miao Miao mentioned "hummingbird", his expression would be free from ups and downs and guilt. He continued with a chuckle:

"During the investigation of Zhou Kangming's case, the black Toyota came to look for you twice. I know about it... came twice but didn't really do anything to you. Is it because of fear of your identity as a policeman or other reasons... ...I hope that my subordinates can follow a fair attitude and trace the motives and unknown reasons, instead of being a criminal who uses the law to protect himself."

After an unknown amount of time, Miao Miao finally said, "I never thought of breaking the oath made before my parents' grave."

Zhang Fulai had never participated in the "Flock" operation, and he would not know what happened in it. He dared not use the provincial department to prevaricate the people who came, especially after reading the report of the anti-narcotics team last night. The restlessness that had been vaguely restless finally broke out.

"Young man, don't think that you can do whatever you want because you are a family member of a martyr, our police..."

Before Zhang Fulai finished speaking, Miao Miao's expressionless face was covered with dark clouds, and he quickly suppressed his emotions, interrupting Zhang Fulai's words with an understatement: "This is the reason why I will not go against my original intention. "

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"Dad, Mom, will I be your pride?" Nine-year-old Miao Miao knelt in front of the stele covered in mud, muttering repeatedly with a dazed expression.

He Yuan paced anxiously outside the door, lying on the door from time to time and pricking up his ears, but the city bureau's sound insulation was really good, and nothing was found.

Miao Miao stayed in Bureau Zhang's office for nearly an hour before coming out. He Yuan rushed forward wagging his tail like a pet dog that hadn't seen its owner for many years.

"What did you say?"

Miao Miao reached out to signal for a cigarette, and He Yuan took out the cigarette case and asked again.

A few seconds later, Miao Miao took a deep puff of cigarette, and then asked, "True or false?"

"Nonsense, of course listen to the truth, otherwise I squatted here for an hour to pass you cigarettes?" He Yuan's words are true.

Miao Miao replied without incident: "Doubt me."

The two looked at each other for a long time, and He Yuan became a little impatient: "What do you suspect, betrayal or kill Han Baoling?"

Miao Miao didn't answer him, and his eyes fell all the way down to a fold on He Yuan's clothes. The wrinkled one was still stylish, but for some reason, while the black suit was in his eyes, white suits and reflective knives and forks appeared repeatedly in his mind. Against the glare of the sun, he suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and his empty stomach screamed to explore the outside world. Under He Yuan's shocked gaze, he hurried into the bathroom.

The bathroom at the end of the corridor, "vomit—".

Miao Miao leaned on the partition wall tightly with one hand, the stomach that wanted to explore finally rushed out of the throat, the tears were forcibly dragged out of the eye sockets by the bitter bile, the blood rushing to the top of the head was still boiling, and the eardrums were also buzzing, After a long time, a pair of warm palms were attached to Miao Miao's back, and a vague and urgent voice came from behind: "What's wrong with you...go to the hospital...what's going on!"

"Don't touch me!" Miao Miao shook off her palm, her voice full of anger and fear.

A few seconds later, the blurry eyes finally regained their sight, and He Yuan's anxious face was reflected in his pupils. The other party's arms were still supporting his body vigorously, and then he sent a glass of water into Miao Miao's eyes.

The sentence "Don't touch me!" was not meant for He Yuan, and Miao Miao felt guilty. He lowered his eyes and dared not look directly into He Yuan's eyes, but the white suit on his body caught his eyes.

Another strong bitterness of bile rushed out of his throat, swept away the last trace of water in Miao Miao's stomach, and hit his mouth with a rusty bloody smell, and the heart in his chest kept beating.Time seemed to have passed for a long time, Miao Miao wiped her mouth, then slowly squatted down and buried her face between her knees.

A few minutes later, Miao Miao felt like she was being picked up from the ground like a baby bird, and then she was supported by He Yuan's strong palms and helped to sit down on the sink. He took out a tissue and wiped the cold sweat from Miao Miao's temples.

When the paper towel was soaked in cold sweat, Miao Miao couldn't hold it anymore, and let his forehead rest on He Yuan's shoulder, so weak that he could barely hear his breathing.

"Are you okay?" He Yuan asked.

It is rare for He Yuan to make such a gentle voice, Miao Miao shook his head in a daze to express that it was fine.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" Miao Miao shook his head again.

He Yuan lowered his head and glanced at Miao Miao's beautiful hair. The refreshing smell entered his nostrils. After thinking for a long time, he realized that this was his family's shampoo. Afterwards, He Yuan straightened Miao Miao, as if trying to find it from his eyes. The answer was average, staring at his trembling pupils for a long time without looking away.

"What did Bureau Zhang tell you?" He Yuan paused and continued, "Or did you remember something?"

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The man in front of him was naked, lying on his body and acting recklessly, Miao Miao wanted to break free but found that his wrists were firmly cuffed to the head of the bed.

"Look at me, why are you always reluctant to approach me." The man said.

It's like the feeling of falling from a high altitude, or the hallucinations when you close your eyes. When Miao Miao opened his eyes again, the man was sitting by the bed smoking a cigarette, and his face could not be seen clearly under the smoke.

He struggled to get up and observe the room. The black marble floor reflected the light of a small lamp on the bedside table. All the furniture was black, and even the curtains were of the same color. man.

All this made Miao Miao extremely disgusted, he rushed into the bathroom and leaned against the glass door, staring blankly at the crimson hickey marks on his body, and the sticky body caused by love, he couldn't remember how he appeared In this room, I can't even remember why it became like this.

"Siyuan, do you hate me?" A man's voice came from outside the bathroom.

Miao Miao opened the door and said in a low voice, "Bu Zhao, why don't you let me go."

Bu Zhao smiled and didn't speak, he grabbed Miao Miao's hand and dragged him to the window.The curtain was pulled open suddenly, and the dazzling sunlight burst out, Miao Miao instinctively narrowed his eyes.

"This sunshine, just like you."

Miao Miao tried his best to break free from Bu Zhao's hand, but Bu Zhao pressed him firmly against the wall, his warm breath on his earlobe: "Siyuan, I want to protect you."

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"Miao Miao! Speak up, what did Bureau Zhang tell you? Tell me! Since I said I would protect you, I won't let anyone bully you, and neither will Bureau Zhang!" It was He Yuan's voice.

Miao Miao's chest, which had just calmed down, began to heave again, as if his lungs were filled with sea water. Apart from being conscious, he couldn't make a sound. He looked at He Yuan with a distracted gaze, and it took him a long time to jump out of his mouth. Say a few words: "I didn't say anything."

The air in the bathroom was so quiet that the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, but the sound of hurried footsteps outside approached from far away, and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor, together with Gao Chen's question: "Where's the boss? Didn't you say it back, the phone It's turned off anyway."

It was only then that He Yuan remembered that the battery of the mobile phone had been exhausted in the car. Now that he heard Gao Chen's voice, he remembered that the world outside the bathroom should need his rescue.

Miao Miao raised her reddish eye sockets, and said dryly, "Go out."

"I found that you are really like my uncle. I not only have to protect you every day, but also take care of your weak body." He Yuan complained dissatisfied.

A fleeting smile appeared on Miao Miao's pale face, then he washed his face with water, brushed up the broken hair on his forehead with his wet hands, and said calmly, "Let's go, big nephew, everyone is looking for you!" .”

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