Dirt

He Yuan's house.

"Crack." He Yuan turned on the light in the living room, followed by a small orange light on the coffee table.

The interior decoration is a "Nordic frigidity" decoration style. Black, white and gray colors occupy the entire living room. At first glance, it seems that there is very little furniture, but in fact there is no lack of every kind of furniture. It can be said that the male minimalism has been brought to the extreme.The decorative paintings on the walls of the open kitchen add a little freshness to the otherwise cold space.

Miao Miao stared blankly at the huge red coral at the entrance, which seemed out of place with the whole room.

He Yuan, who was changing shoes, sneered, and said slowly: "This coral is sent by my mother. She said that the coral must be placed here to ward off evil spirits. I have refused many times, but it is useless. You go to the kitchen and have a look." , and behind the sofa, TV, and washing machine, there is a yellow talisman. It seems that my mother found some real person to ask for it. I actually don’t believe in this thing, but I have been a criminal policeman for a long time, and I have encountered many evil things, so I don’t object. My mother is 'engaging in law affairs'."

He Yuan poured two cups of hot water in the kitchen, pushed a cup to Miao Miao who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, and carefully looked at the person in front of him under the light.

Thin, calm, and paralyzed, he has a dead fish face under any circumstances, as if he is always thousands of miles away from others.Holding the teacup with his fingers crossed in a daze, he looked like a young man who didn't know much about the world. The small orange light on the coffee table reflected on his face, illuminating his paper-white face with a little warmth.

He Yuan's fingers gently circled the mouth of the cup, and after a while, he said:

"It's already 11:30. I'll find you some clothes later. You can take a shower here and have a good sleep before going to the Municipal Bureau tomorrow. There is food in the refrigerator. If you're hungry, go find something for yourself. I’ll go back to the city bureau and wait for news.”

Miao Miao's gaze flickered for a moment, then he turned his head to look at the night outside the window, and after a long silence, he said:

"I'll go as well."

He Yuan held down Miao Miao who was about to get up, threw a bunch of keys to him, and said, "This is the key to my vacant room. I didn't decorate it very carefully. Usually, I don't want to live in it when I come back. You take it. You On the first day of work, there is no need to go back to the city bureau, and tomorrow you will advance and retreat with the brothers in the police station."

While speaking, He Yuan turned and entered the bedroom.

Miao Miao, who was on the white leather sofa, was still looking out of the window with his face sideways. His thoughtful look made him look cooler. A few minutes later, He Yuan came from the bedroom with a brand new set of clothes in his arms.

"I bought this dress and haven't worn it. I saw that you shouldn't be too fat in it. And this pair of underwear is also new, but it may be a little big for you. After all, I am big."

He Yuan pointed to the next room, and said, "You can sleep in this room. Of course, if you are obsessed with my smell, you can also sleep in my room. Just clean it up tomorrow morning. There are new towels and toiletries in the bathroom cabinet. You You're welcome, I'm leaving, call me if you need anything."

With a "bang", He Yuan closed the door and returned to the Municipal Bureau.

The air instantly became cold, and there was no popularity at all, and the water in the cup also cooled down rapidly. Miao Miao sat alone in the big house, his thoughts flying wildly.

"Squeak!" The door opened again, and Miao Miao quickly approached the wall like a conditioned reflex, holding his breath, tensing his muscles, ready to attack at any time.

"What are you doing?" He Yuan looked at Miao Miao with a monkey-looking expression.

"Why are you back?" Miao Miao relaxed his back muscles, pretending nothing happened.

He Yuan walked around the room a few times with a smile that didn't go away, and finally walked to the TV cabinet and stood still, and handed Miao Miao a remote control after a few seconds.

"It's too cold, I'm afraid that our newcomers will be frozen, so I'll find you the remote control of the air conditioner when I come back."

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom of He Yuan’s house, which was particularly obvious in this empty room. Miao Miao stood under the shower in the bathroom, and the water flowed down her hair to her strong back muscles. Although Miao Miao was thin , but the overall muscle lines are smooth and firm, and the boundary between that kind of sickly thinness is clearly defined.

Miao Miao stood naked by the washbasin, staring at herself in the mirror with fiery eyes. Fine scars and dark growths after healing abounded everywhere. Miao Miao slowly turned around, took out a bath towel and put it on her body, and walked out of the bathroom. The mirror behind him seemed to still have a shocking image behind him.

After turning off the light in the living room, Miao Miao groped into the guest bedroom by the light of the small orange light on the coffee table, and lay on the bed slowly, wanting to sleep for a while without feeling sleepy.

The man in black who appeared downstairs in the dormitory occupied his entire mind, and all the things about him came out like a flood. Miao Miao couldn't hear his own panting, but felt as if he was lying in an ice cave at this moment, with his limbs trembling. cold.

In the dark night, a cigarette burned away the last trace of warmth on Miao Miao's body. He got up, extinguished the cigarette, turned on the bedside lamp, adjusted the air conditioner to 27 degrees, and lay down in the ice cave.

At seven o'clock the next day, Miao Miao was suddenly awakened by the sound of the alarm clock, as if she had just woken up from a nightmare, a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from her back muscles, and her nasal cavity seemed to become thick.

In the Lingang Municipal Bureau, people who stayed up all night rushed into the cafeteria to fill themselves. He Yuan, who hadn't slept all night, just buried his head in his arms on the table, ready to rest for an hour, when his mobile phone rang inappropriately.

"Captain He, how much did you pay for this... coral...?"

On the other side of the phone, Miao Miao's slightly hoarse voice paused, with a trace of imperceptible guilt.

When Miao Miao squatted at the door to change his shoes, he remembered that the clothes he changed yesterday were still in the bathroom, so he got up to get them.I don't know if it's hypoglycemia, or I didn't sleep well. Suddenly my eyes were blackened and I leaned back. With the sound of coral falling and shattering, I slowly recovered my vision.

"That coral... My mother said it looked like a pigeon's blood red coral, more than 2 a gram..." He Yuan said lazily with a tired tone.

The person on the other side of the phone looked at the red coral corpse on the ground, wondering how many grams such a big one would weigh. After a few seconds, he seemed to muster up his courage and finally said, "It...is broken."

The person lying on the desk was completely tired in an instant, and countless excuses flashed through his mind. According to his attitude of rejecting the red coral at that time, Mama He would not believe that someone "accidentally" broke it if she was killed. it.

"Uh...that's okay, come to the city bureau when you wake up, coral, don't clean it up, I'll let the housekeeper go and clean it up..." He Yuan pressed his head against the table, and added weakly: "Come on. Buy me breakfast on the way."

Half an hour later, Miao Miao appeared in He Yuan's office with a steamed bun, and the person lying on the table was already snoring faintly.Miao Miao, who knew he made a mistake, didn't wake him up, and when he put the breakfast on the table and was about to leave, He Yuan woke up.

"Ah, here we come, I will invite Hu Bing to drink tea with me later."

The 33-year-old Captain He tried hard to open his eyes, and the person in front of him blurred for a few seconds and then became clear.

Miao Miao was wearing a motorcycle outfit that He Yuan bought on a whim when he first bought a motorcycle, but after trying it out once, it fit tightly on his body, and He Yuan didn't like it, so he kept it at home.

This motorcycle suit is worn on Miao Miao's body, but it looks a little looser.

The black leather jacket is on the outside, and the inside is a simple white base. The military trousers on the legs make the legs extremely slender. Although the whole person is wrapped in the clothes, it is not difficult to see the smooth lines from the neck to the waist. There is no trace of excess fat.

Standing beside He Yuan with such a person, his calm expression made He Yuan look like a younger brother.

He Yuan rubbed his eyes, then grabbed the chicken nest:

"Officer Miao, I think you should wear a police uniform. The crime rate in Lingang City will soar like you do. Female criminals are waiting in line for your interrogation..."

A phone ringing interrupted He Yuan's words, and a few seconds later He Yuan stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth and answered the phone.

Standing opposite He Yuan, Miao Miao didn't make any other sound except panting, and the voice leaked from the handset of the mobile phone was intermittent:

"...didn't find it all night... didn't find it...the dormitory said...didn't leave the dormitory...Hu Yan should be in..."

He Yuan's raised eyelids stopped somewhere, and the phone didn't wait for a reply, so he called out to the receiver a few more times, "Captain He?"

"Oh, Mi Yue, please continue to follow up and report any discovery."

The two people who were standing and sitting looked at each other for a few seconds, and Miao Miao asked, "What?"

He Yuan sized up Miao Miao with his bloodshot eyes, stood up and stretched as if nothing had happened, and asked:

"Can you drive?"

At the gate of the City Bureau, Miao Miao was standing next to the bus, and He Yuan was standing next to the Acura RLX. They met eyes in the air a few meters away, and then He Yuan threw the key to Miao Miao:

"Driving my car, the police car in the bureau makes me uncomfortable. It smells like a man's smelly leather shoes."

Without saying a word, Miao Miao stretched out his hand to catch the car key that had drawn a perfect parabola, sat in the driver's seat of the Acura RLX that didn't smell like smelly leather shoes, and skillfully took out a box of unopened keys from the storage box in the car. Cigarette, holding the steering wheel with one hand and lighting the cigarette with the other, He Yuan, the co-pilot, froze:

"How do you know it's there? Did you spy on me secretly?"

Miao Miao didn't speak, and threw the cigarette case to He Yuan. After the car drove a few hundred meters smoothly, Miao Miao said, "You took it yesterday."

In Chengzhong Village in the south of the city, Miao Miao stood in the small yard of a bungalow, looking up at the square sky, still holding He Yuan's cigarette in his hand.

"My sister is missing, if you don't go look for it, arrest me for questioning!! Do the people's policemen just work?!"

Immediately afterwards, the voice of a small police officer sounded: "Just take you to the police station for normal questioning, don't be nervous."

"Bah! What kind of question! How many good things do you police have? Yesterday, you squatted at my door to watch me, and pretended that I didn't see it? I won't go! If I don't find my sister, I will report to the provincial department tomorrow for your illegal surveillance." I!"

"Take it away." He Yuan said impatiently.

Several police officers escorted Hu Bing past Miao Miao. Miao Miao seemed to smell something, and looked at Hu Bing with slightly narrowed eyes and a frown. He Yuan stood beside him and lit a cigarette:

"Smell it?"

"Ah."

In the interrogation room of the Municipal Bureau, Hu Bing was handcuffed to the seat because he was too emotional and refused to cooperate with the police. He Yuan, who was outside the interrogation room, pressed the headset: "Come out, I still have to do it myself."

Miao Miao glanced at him, and asked how to do it with his eyes. He Yuan rolled up his sleeves, showing his strong arms, and pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, with a playful tone:

"Inserting needles, waterboarding, skinning, cutting out the tongue and finally digging out the heart, these are things I dare not do, otherwise the leaders of the provincial department will be waiting for me, so I can only ask questions."

He Yuan sat at the interrogation table, took a sip of tea, leaned on the back of the chair with his hands crossed, his expression was serious and cold, he didn't speak for a while, and just stared at Hu Bing closely.

"Clatter!" the sound of the handcuffs touching the iron chair, Hu Bing was obviously uncomfortable being stared at by He Yuan, his body moved around, looking for a posture that gave him a sense of security.