Dirt

Miao Miao pushed open the old wooden door of the main room one step at a time, and the dilapidated old house mixed with the unique smell of the elderly pierced his nostrils.

He Yuan, who followed closely behind, didn't cover his mouth and nose in a hurry. He couldn't bear it for a while, and frowned slightly as he looked at the dilapidated room. It can be said that he fully demonstrated the four words of the four walls of the house, and He Yuan knew it in his heart, like this In fact, there are many families, and hundreds of times worse than this can be found everywhere.

As soon as the trace inspector entered the room, he quickly entered the working mode, his eyes staring like copper bells to search for strong clues carefully, He Yuan slowly swayed to the side of the burnt briquettes stove, and looked down at the briquettes stove condescendingly.

Miao Miao had already circled behind an old curtain, and a few seconds later there was a rustling sound. He Yuan turned to look in Miao Miao's direction, and then walked towards him.

Miao Miao picked up a yellowed code book from the corner of the old wooden table, turned over the back and saw a few numbers written in Xiujuan's font, which should be the code, he turned the code lock carefully, and with a slight " With a click, the book bounced slightly.

"He Yuan, look." He handed the password book in front of He Yuan: "It's Han Qing's diary."

The two stared at each other in a daze for a few seconds. The heavy notebook seemed to weigh a thousand catties. The slightly yellowed paper in the front half was rolled up, and the dusty air was quietly circulating, passing over Miao Miao's nose and brushing against He Yuan. face, finally settled on the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, Miao Miao lowered his eyes and exhaled deeply the turbid air in his lungs. He picked a page and opened it. The font was beautiful but there was only one line written: "X month X day in X year, this world is not beautiful at all. "

This date is the third day of the new semester of Century High School. In the dark room, the light in Miao Miao's pupils dimmed little by little. He Yuan felt a pain in his heart and stepped forward to hold Miao Miao's hand:

"Let me see."

He turned every page carefully, and the more he turned the back, the tighter his heart became. Almost every day, he would be bullied by this group of so-called "love each other" classmates, but he didn't mention a single person who bullied her. Looking at Miao Miao: "Do you have anything to say?"

Following He Yuan's words, Miao Miao's somewhat scattered eyes fell on his face, and it took him a long time to shake his pupils, and said:

"When I saw the dead body at Century High School that day, I thought I could empathize, but the weight of these four words cannot be weighed by a light sentence. There is no empathy in this world. There are so many people on the street. People walking around me are happy and unhappy, even if I talk to them all night long, I still can’t understand their feelings, I only now understand that my so-called empathy is just a kind of paranoia.”

He Yuan was almost speechless, and simply replaced words with actions. He threw the notebook on the table, stepped forward and hugged Miao Miao, put one hand on the back of his head and pressed it hard on his shoulder, and one side of his face A kiss fell between the black hair.

"He Yuan..." The voice of the person in his arms was as thin as a mosquito: "You are a little tight..."

He Yuan lowered his eyes for a while and realized that Miao Miao's face was flushed red, and he hastily loosened his arms a few centimeters: "Sorry, I don't have much experience in hugging people, sir, just let it go."

"Captain He, I—" Flicking the curtain, Mi Yue almost bit her tongue when she saw the scene in front of her, and then quickly turned her head in another direction at a speed of 70 miles: "Captain He, I'll come back when you're busy." Go around."

"Come back!" He Yuan said angrily, "What did you see?"

Mi Yue: "I...I didn't see anything."

He Yuan: "You failed the internship period, return to the factory."

Mi Yue: "Ah? Why, Team He!!"

He Yuan put another kiss on Miao Miao's head openly in front of Mi Yue, and then let go of his hand: "Did you see, your uncle Miao is now my man, if you know who is stalking him in the future, tell me , did you hear me!"

Miao Miao: "????"

Mi Yue: "!!!!"

"The cold dog food was slapped randomly on the face, the warm tears mixed with the dog food, the color in front of my eyes was suddenly covered up, your dog food lingered ruthlessly..." A song of dog food was in my mind It rang, and a few seconds later, Mi Yue saluted with a stunned expression: "Yes!"

"I haven't promised you yet." Miao Miao's cold voice rang in his ears, and He Yuan sneered without getting angry. He raised the corner of his mouth and quickly pecked Miao Miao's mouth: "Sooner or later."

Mi Yue, who was watching the play on the side, let out an "ow", and quickly retreated under He Yuan's eyes about to kill, so fast that it left afterimages.

The criminal police who were still working hard saw Mi Yue running into the yard, their small eyes were full of big doubts, but no one asked her any questions, and they all lowered their heads and continued to serve the people.

The neighbor aunt was standing in the yard, stretching her neck and looking into the house. When she saw Mi Yue rushing out, her chattering skills were fully activated in an instant, and she grabbed Mi Miyue: "Comrade police, what's going on inside? ?”

Mi Yue stopped quickly, stood still and saluted: "Ma'am, the criminal police and others are not allowed to enter, let alone inquire about the process of the case."

"Hey, girl, I don't go in and I don't inquire about it. Don't I think the grandparents of the Han family are pitiful?" The aunt waved her hand and looked at the small shop in the side room: "Usually I rely on the folks in our village These people buy things from him and take care of their families, everyone feels bad about this accident, and the entire family died, what kind of crime must have been committed."

When Mi Yue heard this, she hurriedly gestured for the neighbor's aunt to speak slowly, and then took out a small notebook from her trouser pocket: "Auntie, what enemies does Han Qing and his family have in the village?"

The aunt glanced at the sky for a few moments, thought for a moment, and said, "Enemy? The grandfather and grandson are well-known good people. It's okay to live in poverty. When we come to buy things, we are never short of catties and often give more. , and... I heard that the idiot at the head of the village often comes to his house for food."

"Then their house—does they usually light this kind of briquette stove?"

The aunt smiled: "Didn't our villages use this to keep warm in winter? It's not like your city has heating and air conditioning. It's very normal to burn this kind of stove. There are two in my house alone, and poisoning occurs every year in the village." It’s not surprising that you went to the hospital.”

"Mi Yue, close the team." He Yuan shouted standing at the door of the main room.

"Yes! Team He." Just as Mi Yue wanted to ask something more, she was interrupted by He Yuan's sharp eyes. She had no choice but to thank the neighbor's aunt, and went back to the main room to help pack things together.

A group of people quickly withdrew from Han Qing's house with their things. When they reached the door, Miao Miao suddenly stopped, turned his head stiffly and glanced at the dilapidated yard again, his eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "He Yuan, can we catch you?" To the abuser?"

He Yuan didn't pause at all, and then Miao Miao's words affirmed directly: "Yes! You can't trust the Municipal Bureau, can you still trust me?"

The heavy stone in his heart was suddenly crushed into powder by He Yuan's words. It took a long time for Miao Miao to turn his face and lower his voice, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth, biting every word very hard: "Han Qing is only 15 years old. old."

The short seven words made the surrounding police officers tense up instantly. Anyone who is a normal person with no faults in his three views will feel heavy because of this kind of thing that is worse than a beast at an ordinary age, let alone being in charge of this case. Perhaps the most cruel and disgusting cases have been handled by the police, but not every time they go to seek justice for the victims with a heart-wrenching mood.

Several police cars returned to the city bureau with red and blue lights flashing all the way, but the Tule car that was originally at the front ran slowly to the end of the convoy, then turned left suddenly at an intersection and ran to Century High School.

"Captain He, aren't we going back to the Municipal Bureau?" Sitting in the back row, Mi Yue looked up and realized that the scenery outside the car was not the way back to the Municipal Bureau. She pondered for a long time before asking.

He Yuan held the steering wheel with one hand, and looked at the front with a smirk: "Isn't it obvious? Go and give my family Miao Miao a betrothal gift, two cups of fruit tea, two cups of milk tea, and some other snacks. Is it enough?" As he spoke, He Yuan waved his right hand to the co-pilot, and firmly touched Miao Miao's thigh. The latter squinted his eyes and slapped He Yuan hard on the back of his hand:

"I haven't promised you yet, where's the betrothal gift?"

Mi Yue in the back row was extremely shocked, and gradually grinned the corners of her mouth behind her ears and tried to get closer to the sun, but after carefully savoring He Yuan's words, she felt that something was wrong, and she tilted her head: "Captain He, are you a little... ..."

"What's the matter?" He Yuan asked.

Mi Yue's pupils looked at the ceiling, and after a few seconds, she licked her fingers and said, "It's too stingy. Although Officer Miao is a man, it's a bit embarrassing for you to give such a small betrothal gift to someone after you pursue him. Shouldn't it be all hardware, four-color sugar cakes, tea, whole pigs and sheep, drinks?"

"Ah? Is it so complicated?" There are still doubts.

"That's right, these are all prepared by the man's family. If the family conditions are good, you can also add a car, a house, etc. to the dowry. I have also seen that the real estate certificate is directly transferred to the woman's name when the dowry is given." Mi Yue sat up straight and looked serious.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Miao Miao's cigarette lighting hand trembled slightly. Could this be the legend that marrying makes a person rich?

He Yuan turned his head violently, snatched the cigarette from Miao Miao's hand, and said with a hey, "If you cough, don't smoke. When this case is over, I will tell our parents that the betrothal gift that should be given to you is not the same. No, you don't have to worry."

Miao Miao: "????"

Under the traffic lights, the two sat in the driver's seat, one as the master and the other as the co-driver. They looked at each other for a moment, and Miao Miao twisted her neck uncomfortably and looked towards the back row: "Mi Yue, don't you think that if I disagree with your internship report, you Does Captain He dare to sign it?"

He Yuan: "I dare not."

Mi Yue: "I was wrong."

Miao Miao: "You're so cute."

After Miao Miao's words "really good" in the Tule car, the road was quiet, one didn't dare to speak, and the other entered the "wife control" mode and drove the car attentively.

In the corner of Century Square, He Yuan parked the car and reached out to pat Miao Miao on the back of his hand, and put Miao Miao's seat belt back on for him: "It's cold outside, just wait in the car, I'll take a picture of the menu later." show you."

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Mi Yue who was about to open her mouth in the back row, and finally remembered that he was her leader, raised his sword eyebrows and asked caringly: "Mi Yue, what do you drink?"

"Ah?!" Mi Yue was immediately overwhelmed, as if feeling the glory of the party, she straightened her spine with a serious expression: "Captain He, I can do anything, you can come wherever you want."

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