Dirt

Gao Chen, who was outside the single-sided glass, took He Yuan's order and walked out with his back straight. In the interrogation room, Miao Miao, "from the provincial department", exhausted all his self-cultivation, and did not roll his eyes at He Yuan's behavior on the spot.

Sitting on the iron chair, Li Cheng seemed to have something to say, and Miao Miao's hesitant expression was reflected in Miao Miao's eyes. He gently rubbed the space between his brows with his knuckles, then walked to the interrogation table, and looked down at Li Cheng :

"What else?"

Li Cheng admitted: "Yes, yes! The day before Hu Bing took the chainsaw, he met a person in my bar and asked me to shut down the monitor in that box. Hu Bing was very respectful to him and clicked a lot. Good wine, but the man didn't drink it."

He Yuan said coldly: "Do you remember your appearance?"

All eyes inside and outside the interrogation room were fixed on Li Cheng's face, and Li Cheng twisted his body uncomfortably: "As a man, I think that person is pretty good-looking, and the one standing next to him is also not bad-looking." If it wasn't because Hu Bing told me to get out, I would...Captain He will tell you the truth, I like men."

The air froze, everyone was digesting Li Cheng's last words, only Miao Miao stood in the shadows without blinking his eyes.

After several seconds, He Yuan took out his mobile phone, pulled out a photo and handed it to Li Cheng. Li Cheng took the mobile phone and said with a hippie smile, "Captain He, it's him. Who doesn't like such a good-looking man?"

"I don't like it." Miao Miao seamlessly followed Li Cheng's words, with an expression that seemed to say: "No more nonsense, you are a murderer."

The eyes inside and outside the interrogation room shifted to Miao Miao's face again. In a trance, He Yuan felt that the person in front of him was moving backward at the speed of light, creating a distance from him that he would never be able to catch up with. Holding Miao Miao's arm, he led him out of the interrogation room.

Miao Miao, who was dragged away, was in a daze, he couldn't control his inner thoughts, and it seemed that the man's laughter sounded in his ears - it was Bu Zhao's laughter, a devilish low-pitched laughter with a deceptive magic power.

He began to tremble involuntarily, wanting to hold on to something chaotically, he felt a sense of warmth in a blur, his index finger explored upwards along the temperature, and finally found a comfortable position in the very center of the warmth, and then the whole body The hands are all retracted inside.

The devilish voice finally became clear, repeating over and over again:

--"Do you love me?"

—“No, I hate you.”

--"you love me!"

The depths of Miao Miao's mind was blank, and he was dragged away staggeringly, his hands clenched tightly in the warmth of the heart, and the nails like bright jade cut into the flesh of the palm fiercely, he tried to use the pain to drive away the voice in his head.

"Miao Miao! Look at me! Let go of your hands!"

"It's me! He Yuan! Look at me and let go of my hand!" He Yuan's eager voice exploded in his ears.

Like being rescued when he loses consciousness after exhausting his last breath while drowning, Miao Miao suddenly came back to his senses. The blurred reality and dreams were divided into clear boundaries. He breathed the air quickly and tried his best to stop his trembling.

The faucet was running, the mirror on the wall was spotless, and the white tiles were reflected in Miao Miao's pupils. He withdrew his hand to cover his face.After a while, a hoarse voice came out: "Sorry Captain He, I was distracted."

"You call this state distracted? Can you pretend to be like this when you are an undercover agent?" He Yuan raised his head and pushed his hand covering his face away, wiped the blood on his palm with the corner of his clothes, and continued to ask: "Are you afraid?" Bu Zhao?"

Miao Miao couldn't see any expression fluctuations on his face, but he was the only one who knew that he was afraid of Bu Zhao, to the point of death. If he could, he would take off his police uniform and kill Bu Zhao.

His hand held by He Yuan was still trembling slightly. If he said what was in his heart, he would be disgusted and disgusted.

The pain in the palm finally spread to Miao Miao's nerve center. It was not a pain from ten fingers to the heart, but it still hit him up and down. He Yuan put down his hand and stared at Miao Miao. He said, "Miao Miao, you can trust me."

"I'm fine." Miao Miao replied quickly, shook her hands and walked out of the bathroom.

He Yuan froze in place, and suddenly remembered Li Cheng's words, "Who doesn't like such a good-looking man?" A surprising thought jumped into He Yuan's mind: Miao Miao likes Bu Zhao, but the police and robbers have different ways. Breaking up with hatred, torturing and hurting each other to express their love.

Suddenly an indescribable feeling came to my heart, as if falling from the sky into the abyss, He Yuan didn't notice his own face in the mirror, it was covered with gloom, he hurried out of the bathroom.

"Boom!" The door of the interrogation room was kicked open by He Yuan, and he sat in front of Li Cheng with a bloody murderous look, stretching out his hand to pinch Li Cheng's jaw: "Let me ask you, does the man in the photo have a girlfriend? "

A few seconds later, before Li Cheng answered, He Yuan added: "Boyfriends are fine too."

Li Cheng, who has always been considered to be actively cooperating, was terrified by this sudden change, wishing to get his brain out and search carefully. He really didn't know, but if he said he didn't know about He Yuan's posture, he probably had to do it. One mandible repositioned.

Li Cheng was so frightened that he trembled and didn't know where to start. The interrogator at the side made a gesture to fight, and reminded in a low voice: "Captain He, we have surveillance!"

He Yuan let go of his hand, and slammed the door with all his might, leaving behind Li Cheng and the interrogator who were looking at each other in blank dismay.

Over Lingang City, a drizzle of drizzle drifted towards the city, and the gloomy city was getting darker under the cloudy sky. The field police officers of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and the traffic police cooperated to patrol the major intersections. The cheeks flowed into the raincoat.

The search and arrest operation for three consecutive days did not make any progress. On the fourth day, the sky finally cleared up. In the cloudless autumn sky, the sun shines directly between the buildings in the city.

He Yuan has been in the director's office for two hours, of which 10 minutes are used to report the case, and the remaining 10 hour and [-] minutes are under the furious criticism of Deputy Director Liu. There are two people, silent.

"Have you fed the discipline of the police force to the dog?! You wear such nondescript clothes every day! I don't care about them at ordinary times, but now I have a case in hand, and you wear the same clothes as peacocks every day! And your so-and-so, so-and-so, Miao. If you don’t wear police uniforms, your Criminal Investigation Detachment will become more and more lawless!”

Deputy Director Liu stuck his waist in angrily, and continued to roar at high decibels: "Don't tell me that your police uniform was rubbed when chasing suspects, is that what you do! If you don't wear a police uniform tomorrow, I will use a tie for you." Strangled to death, built into a concrete wall, out of sight, out of mind!"

……

"Dong dong" knocked on the door, and Zhang Fulai responded, "Come in."

Miao Miao pushed open the door, walked in slowly, stood beside the large desk, put a piece of information on the table, and said slowly: "Ju Zhang, take a look when you're done filling it out."

He Yuan, who had been distracted, was suddenly pulled back affectionately, and answered, "What?" He Yuan's gaze fell on it—the dormitory application form.

A few seconds later, He Yuan's eyes widened, wondering if he was blind. The address on the dormitory application form was the address of He Yuan's family, and he cast a questioning look at Zhang Fulai.

Zhang Fu came back to He Yuan with a calm expression, and said: "The Municipal Bureau was worried about Miao Miao's safety, and asked him to consider moving to live with you a few days ago. I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would not..."

"I agree!" He Yuan interrupted Zhang Fulai: "But—my house is too extravagant to be used as a dormitory, won't the Municipal Bureau pay the rent for my landlord?"

"The case is closed?! Hurry up and search for the suspects. It's been more than ten days without a human being caught and asking for the rent! Get out!" Deputy Director Liu fired at He Yuan like a machine gun, killing He Yuan and Miao. Miao pushed out of the bureau chief's room and slammed the door shut, leaving two people standing in the doorway.

"I said how obediently you are bubbling the past few days, so you were waiting for me here. Let me tell you that the rent in my house is very expensive. I need two bowls of scallion oil noodles." Walking in front, head held high and chest out like a charter woman who has just collected the rent.

He Yuan's ostentatious pace took a few steps before he was interrupted by his own bell. He took it out and saw that it was from the traffic police.

"Hi, I'm He Yuan."

"Old He, it's me, your brother Chen." It was Chen Yu, the traffic police detachment leader.

He Yuan smiled and asked: "What's the matter, are you traffic police team planning to come to our criminal investigation again?"

Chen Yu pondered for a moment, and said: "The black car appeared on the overpass in the west of the city, and soon drove into the suburbs of the west of the city. The person driving the car in the surveillance screen is Bai Wushuang, whom you are looking for."

The rustling sound of electricity came to my ears, followed by the voice of the communicator: "Team Chen! The suspect's vehicle left the western suburbs of the city and is heading for the Lingang West Expressway."

"Why are you standing still, Old Chen, I'll tell you that if this person runs away, I'll go to your traffic police team tonight and cry!" He Yuan roared into the receiver, completely ignoring the terrified expressions of several passing police officers.

"Hurry up and deploy control, and notify the patrolling police to follow up immediately! Lao He will stop talking and hang up."

beep - beep -

In Lingang City under the sun, the buildings in the distance can be seen at a glance. The view is excellent. Two people are sitting in a white Ducati, and the dust rolls under the wheels, driving at a high speed. Three traffic police motorcycles blare their horns to open the way, driving all the way to the entrance and exit of Lingang Expressway .

A pair of brand-new polished and waxed handmade leather shoes stepped off the motorcycle, and the straight trousers of the suit were stained with dust, but they still couldn't stop the extravagant atmosphere. This man strode towards the traffic police post not far away, accompanied by Every step of the face value can be directly photographed and used as the cover of the magazine.

As for the other person who got off the motorcycle, two buttons of his light blue shirt were blown open by the wind, revealing a faint view of his chest, and his cuffs were rolled up to reveal his slender but muscular arms, staggering and unsteady.

He Yuan stood at the gate of the traffic police post and waved at Miao Miao: "Master, hurry up, why do you still get motorcycle sickness? I'm not riding fast. This is much worse than when I was young. I will wait until the case is over." Take you to be a real ghost boy."

When the people in the traffic police station opened the door, He Yuan's sunny face immediately drooped: "Old Chen, where is he?"

The person who opened the door was about the same height as He Yuan. He was dressed in a traffic police uniform with a big sunglasses covering half of his face. Open slowly:

"Old He, don't cry. We were still chasing you 10 minutes before you came, but the surveillance at the intersection was delayed by a few seconds, so we couldn't keep up with him. Many places in the western suburbs of the city were not monitored, so..." said Then, Chen Yu clamped the sunglasses on his neckline, took out the cigarette case and handed it to He Yuan like a younger brother.

Miao Miao finally swayed to the entrance of the traffic police post, his fair complexion became more clear under the sunlight, he turned his head and looked at the intersection not far away: "Captain He, people will not leave Lingang."

Chen Yu tilted his head to look at the fair-skinned man with doubts on his face.

Miao Miao continued: "This is my intuition."

He Yuan passed the cigarette case in hand to Miao Miao again, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and muttered, "My lord, didn't your intuition tell you where Bai Wushuang is hiding?"

The wind in the wilderness pierced through the high-speed guardrail, rolled Saturn and flew towards Miao Miao's trouser legs. The sun shone on his body, and he couldn't see his expression clearly against the light, so he said after a long time:

"Bai Wushuang probably stayed in Lingang City to deal with Zhou De. Hurry up and arrest him. One second later, there will be an extra corpse."