Dirt

Miao Miao stretched out his hand to block the bright autumn sun and asked, "Captain He, do you remember what was written on the first page of Hu Yan's notebook?"

He Yuan suddenly remembered the notebook that was found under Li Cheng's bed. On the first page, it was scrawled: "Things of no value will be destroyed."

He whispered this sentence, and for a moment Miao Miao raised his eyelids, and the luster of his pupils dimmed:

"That's Bu Zhao's handwriting."

Hearing this, He Yuan looked around the empty surroundings of the highway entrance and exit, and finally set his eyes on Miao Miao's dim pupils, and took a deep breath after a while: "The sun in this autumn is the easiest to sunburn people, I don't mind it, but I can't take it My uncle is tanned, the city bureau relies on his face to support the facade, let's go in.

He Yuan walked into the traffic police post with a cigarette in his mouth, and the traffic police inside the room immediately got up and moved the chair to He Yuan's feet.

Although the traffic police post is small, it has everything from refrigerators, microwaves, single beds, to sewing boxes, slippers, bowls, chopsticks, and chopsticks. He Yuan walked to the refrigerator and opened the door:

"Old Chen, the environment of your little traffic policeman on duty is not good, it is too shabby, look at this microwave oven, it is a model from a few years ago, can it still be used? And what is there in this refrigerator? You, the captain Did you fill your pockets?"

Chen Yu laughed a few times in embarrassment, and ordered the other two traffic policemen to go out on duty first: "This traffic policeman is not as rich as your city's Public Security Bureau. Besides, your city bureau also has you, a celebrity rich second generation. The lack of funds depends entirely on you. We can't do it." As he spoke, Chen Yu opened the microwave oven, took out two bottles of iced black tea and handed them to He Yuan and Miao Miao and continued:

"Hey, Lao He hasn't introduced yet, who is this brother?"

He Yuan was completely attracted by the iced tea taken out of the microwave oven, his mind was full of how the microwave oven could be used like this, and he didn't pick up Chen Yu's words for a while.

A few seconds later, Miao Miao stepped forward and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, Captain Chen, I am He Yuan's uncle—Miao Miao."

Chen Yu:? ? ?

The atmosphere was very strange for a while, He Yuan's hand holding the iced black tea trembled slightly for a few seconds, his eyes wandered back and forth from the faces of Chen Yu and Miao Miao, Chen Yu blinked to try to prove it, and Miao Miao unscrewed the iced black tea for a while. The neck is raised, the line from the mandible to the Adam's apple and then to the collarbone is smooth, and the Adam's apple slides up and down with the movement of swallowing.

After a while, He Yuan swallowed: "Ah, yes, this is the uncle I just transferred from the provincial department, named Miao Miao."

Chen Yu laughed a few times: "Congratulations, you are so young."

"Excellent." He Yuan and Miao Miao said in unison.

A black Honda was driving at high speed, and the sand behind the car blocked the view of the vehicles behind it. It suddenly changed direction. Apart from the driver humming a tune with ease, the two people in the back row were like frightened cats. Fear and uneasiness occupied the whole place. face.

The abandoned gas station is overgrown with wild grass, the sun shines into the withered golden grass, and the black Honda ruthlessly presses over the grass to stop himself. The man steps down from the car and lights a cigarette to enrich himself, then gets out of the car and drives away. Rear doors:

"get off."

When Mi Yue received the call from He Yuan, she was struggling to stuff steamed buns into her mouth, regardless of her image as a policewoman.

"Hello, Team He."

"Do you have a mission now?"

Mi Yue tried hard to swallow the steamed buns, and replied vaguely: "Report to Team He, I don't have any instructions for now."

"Oh, I'm at the entrance and exit of Lingang West Expressway. You can come and deliver a meal. You handsome guy Miao is here too. The food for this traffic policeman is terrible. My pampered stomach can't stand this spoil." He Yuan finished speaking solemnly, and hung up the phone before Mi Yue could answer.

Chen Yu smiled and patted He Yuan on the back:

"You can pull it off. When your criminal investigation team is busy, let alone you can't eat instant noodles after dinner. Now come here to pretend to be a young master. I don't think you plan to close the case."

He Yuan spread his hands, turned his head slightly to the left corner of his mouth and smiled: "The suspect is gone again, I'm ready to cry with you."

"Don't let anyone know that you, He Yuan, are a famous blackmailer. I'm really afraid of you. After all, this suspect knows a lot about the suburbs of Lingang. It's inside."

Miao Miao changed a comfortable posture and sat on the small bench, with sharp eyes but a flat tone: "He doesn't care whether he will appear in the police's field of vision." After speaking, he sighed slightly and turned to He Yuan: "Zhou De should be in the car too, we need to locate them quickly, my hunch is that Zhou De won't live long."

The wind in the wilderness howled against the glass of the traffic police post, making a creepy sound. He Yuan tightly clutched his phone, thinking about how to find Bai Wushuang next. If Zhou De died, the follow-up investigation of this case would be in trouble. into deeper muck.

The three of them were thinking about each other, and suddenly the ringtone broke the thoughts flying around in the room. After a few seconds of answering the phone, He Yuan's expression changed drastically, and finally he sighed softly: "I see."

"What's wrong?" Miao Miao asked.

He Yuan took a puff of cigarette and seemed to think about it for a moment: "A courier under Zhou Kangming called to report that Zhou Kangming had a few couriers that were going to be sent out before he was alive, but they had been delayed. Curiosity was torn apart, and it was all—”

Hearing this, Miao Miao's pupils squeezed into a line: "K11?

He Yuan's face was somber that he couldn't tell whether it was sullen or excited, and he murmured for a long time: "This is the contradiction of the work of the criminal police. They know that the victim is not a good thing, but they still have to find out the murderer for them and give the victim justice. .”

Miao Miao said: "K11's sales channel has always been in charge of the 'sheep flock'. They will not allow such behavior as express delivery. This high-risk transportation method will never be adopted, so Zhou Kangming's The source of K11 cannot come from the 'flock', he doesn't even know the most basic sales process of the 'flock'."

He Yuan's expression changed immediately:

"Hu Yan's notebook records the most basic sex sales records, and there is no mention of K11... That is to say, the Hu brothers and sisters may not have touched these new purple drugs. The bag of K11 under Hu Bing's bed There is a problem with the source."

Miao Miao stubbed out the cigarette butt and took a long time to say, "I suddenly felt that Zhou Kangming, under the cover of Zhou De, resold K11 for profit, and was accidentally discovered by Hu Bing. The extortion threat failed. In that case...why did Bu Zhao go to find Hu Bing?"

"Uncle Miao, do you feel that Zhou Kangming's body was thrown at the gate of the city bureau, that Zhou De's property investigation was revealed in the open, and that Bai Wushuang was calm under surveillance when he took Zhou De away. Does it seem to be implying or directly provoking us to investigate Zhou's father and son."

Miao Miao's face was sinking, and he said soon: "Bu Zhao should know about the reselling of K11 by Zhou's father and son, then Hu Bing might be instigated by Bu Zhao to kill Zhou Kangming, if this is the case, Hu Bing is acting as a pawn. "

He Yuan said: "How many K11s must be stored in the account under Zhou Kangming's name to sell at this price, assuming that Zhou's father and son really hoarded a large number of K11s and then sold them at a high price, then--this game is really big enough. .”

Chen Yu, who was sitting on the single bed and listened carefully to the discussion between the two, suddenly said, "Why do I feel that this Bu Zhao is a bit too idle? He spent a lot of trouble just to drag Deputy Bureau Zhou into trouble. Happy to end his coming."

Miao Miao pondered for a moment and then said, "He's just idle."

The wind was still beating against the glass wildly, and the roar was endless. He Yuan stood up and said with a firm and inviolable force: "Old Chen! The monitors at the intersections of Lingang City will definitely leave traces of black Hondas , I need your full cooperation from the traffic police, Hu Bing and Zhou De cannot die!"

"It's easy to say, we are all one family in front of major cases."

When Mi Yue knocked on the door of the traffic police station with a cold steamed bun, she was almost dazzled by the smoke gushing out. She coughed several times before recovering from the strangeness in her throat, and tentatively said, "Congratulations!" Team, I brought you Xiaolongbao and—”

Mi Yue was shocked by the scene in front of her. White liquid was dripping on the corner of the table, on the refrigerator, and on the wall monitor. Miao Miao's bare upper body turned her back to her, and her back was blushing. Wipe carefully.

"Captain He, this..."

He Yuan put the wet paper towel on Miao Miao's back, pouting his mouth to blow cool air, and waved his hand to signal Mi Yue to close the door and come in. Chen Yu called in a low voice in the corner, as if to say something:

"It's not that He Yuan wants to drink hot milk..."

"He actually put the milk in the package directly into the microwave..."

"It exploded, and the brother of the criminal investigation team was scalded."

"Hey...the microwave oven is useless, but luckily the damage is not too big."

Mi Yue was holding a small steamed bun in her left hand and millet porridge in her right, and was stunned at the door. She was in a dilemma for a while. A few minutes later, He Yuan took off his coat and put it on Miao Miao's back: "Mi Yue, come here."

Xiaolongbao and millet porridge were brought to He Yuan to wait for the next instruction. Miao Miao turned around stiffly and reached out to ask for Xiaolongbao. Mi Yue thought: Wow, that's awesome, I can still eat at this time.

If Miao Miao's psychological activities were visualized, it would definitely be a thousand arrows, a hail of bullets, lightning and thunder, all aimed at the young expert in Lingang City - He Yuan, but any normal person with common sense knows that in the Hot milk in the microwave is not allowed to be packaged, but He Yuan insisted on heating it regardless of the objections of the two, and even showed his leadership to suppress the opinions of the two.

The sacrifice of the microwave oven is doomed, and the responsibility for Miao Miao's burns belongs to He Yuan. He is full of guilt and carefully wipes the milk on Miao Miao's back. Self-knowingly wronged and asked softly:

"Master, does it hurt?" He Yuan looked closely at the huge cut. The dark hyperplasia looked rougher than other parts of the skin, but He Yuan could tell that the skin was actually very fragile, and the new skin was thin. A thin layer has been scalded and blistered.

Miao Miao took a bite of the steamed bun and shook his head, which made He Yuan feel even more guilty. The little traffic policeman who was going to buy scald ointment knocked on the door and came in. medicine.

A smell of sesame oil penetrated into the nostrils, followed by the cold ointment covering the hot burning sensation, Miao Miao twisted her body unaccustomed, and changed a comfortable position to lie on the back of the chair.

A tube of scald ointment was squeezed onto Miao Miao's back by He Yuan. He still didn't think it was enough, so he took out three hundred yuan bills and threw them to the little traffic policeman: "Brother, please buy a few more tubes, and I will use the remaining money to reward my brothers." .”

The little traffic policeman took the pink banknotes and took the arduous task to ride the patrol motorcycle again to the village clinic in the distance. He Yuan watched the little traffic policeman leave and turned back into the house. After searching for a long time on the table, he finally found a small round fan. It prominently reads:

Infertility, please come to Hong Kong, Lingang Harmony Hospital welcomes you, fulfilling your baby dream.

He Yuan rolled his eyes, he was very reluctant but had nothing else to do, finally he picked up the fan and fanned Miao Miao's back cautiously.

A few minutes later, He Yuan remembered something and took out his phone:

"Aunt Bai, I'll go home to eat tonight..."

"Uh...then just be lighter."

"Yes yes yes - no, no girl, same guy from last time."