Dirt

"Boss, I visited the homes of Kong Taihe and Zeng Xin, and there was no one at home. From the neighbors around them, I found out that the two of them seldom come back, almost every time they come back in the middle of the night, and the relationship between the neighbors is not handled well. The neighbors are willing to have opinions on both of them."

He Yuan drank the last sip of milk tea, threw the empty milk tea cup into the garbage bag in the car, and said casually, "What's your opinion?"

"Hmm..." Ge Dongjie groaned for a while: "That is to say, the two of them have a bad temper, poor wine quality, and often fight with the villagers, but there is one thing that I think it is necessary to investigate in depth. A newly widowed girl in the south mentioned it when she passed by, saying that the two of them often knocked on her door in the middle of the night, and she always felt very scared and wanted to call the police.”

He Yuan smacked his lips: "Knocking on a widow's door in the middle of the night? I'm so awesome to these two uncles. They can do such immoral things. Send a few brothers to stay there first, and keep an eye on this place before there are any further clues." Two, one can't run away."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel a little unfinished, and continued to speak: "I will send a few more people there in a while, and you take people to visit a few more houses, and focus on investigating the widowed women in the village."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, He Yuan saw that the co-pilot had already stared at Miao Miao in bewilderment, his heart softened and he turned the air conditioner to a higher gear, then put the seat back, switched to the WeChat interface and sent Wei Sheng a WeChat message :

"How's it going?"

A few seconds later, the notification sound of the mobile phone thumped, and it was extremely loud in the quiet car. He Yuan immediately covered the position of the horn, squinted at Miao Miao, the co-pilot, and found that he had no response, so he let out a light breath. The phone is turned to silent.

"It's not good. I haven't asked anything yet. Are you two going to celebrate the New Year in the car?"

"It's so out of style, I have to go back to my parents' old house to celebrate the New Year."

"Your focus is not right?"

"Why not?"

Wei Sheng's typing hand wanted to pierce the phone's inner screen: "Can't you care about the case?"

"Didn't you say that you didn't ask anything? If I care about [-] people, I can ask something?" He Yuan replied quickly.

"Rely, rely, rely..." Wei Sheng cursed in a low voice while holding his mobile phone with his back to everyone in the staff office. The urge to tear He Yuan apart was almost irresistible, and suddenly Wei Sheng fell into a strange situation. In the silence, it took a long time before he raised his phone and replied:

"As the captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, you can't be so depraved and neglect your job. Why don't you let Miao Miao be my boyfriend, so that you can reach the peak of your career again. You don't need to thank me."

The moment he clicked the send button, Wei Sheng's expression of gnashing his teeth at the phone appeared in Wei Sheng's mind. He secretly laughed and put the phone in his trouser pocket, turned around and put on a cold and stern expression and continued to engage in questioning middle.

Wei Shengde's guess was correct. He Yuan was lying on the leather seat and was gnashing his teeth. The frowning expression clearly wanted to smash the phone directly, but since Miao Miao had already fallen asleep next to him, he couldn't. Having a seizure, he was so angry that he locked the screen of his phone, and in his mind pushed Wei Sheng into the harbor sea to feed the sharks.

It was already early five in the afternoon when the questioning ended, the sky had already turned dark, and the last red light of the setting sun had disappeared into the sky.

Wei Sheng sat in the back row of the Tule car without fear, leaned his upper body against the right door, and "Ge You lay" in the back row: "I asked you all afternoon, but I didn't ask anything, if it wasn't for a whole day There are classes, or they are not in the park, alas..."

Miao Miao was so considerate that he passed a cigarette to the back row, and said coldly, "At present, the two resignations are more suspected."

"Yeah." Wei Sheng lit a cigarette and exhaled: "As long as the person is still in Lingang, it's easy to find, I'm afraid he ran away overnight."

Hearing this, He Yuan suddenly put the seat back flat, lay on the side of the seat facing Wei Sheng, stretched out his hand and patted his egg: "Damn, Wei Sheng, shut up, are you a crow?" , say anything!"

"Where the hell are you going to shoot! This is me, the incense of the old Wei family!" Wei Sheng burst into a rage.

He Yuan yelled back at him: "Incense? Then you hurry up and find a girl to marry, so as not to miss my family Miao Miao every day."

It seems that he is still remembering his sentence about letting Miao Miao be his boyfriend, so, Wei Sheng directly touched his forehead and softly clicked his tongue to express his inner thoughts: "I'm just kidding, why don't you Shoot my eggs?"

"Brothers and wives should not be bullied, you know, the daughter-in-law of your leader dares to covet you, I think you can't wait to be taken away by the anti-crime team." He Yuan gave him a hard look, and then adjusted the back of the seat Zhi continued: "But for the sake of our ten-year achievements, I can tell the anti-crime team to suspend your detention."

Wei Sheng said with a serious face: "Old He, you are all boring. My parents gave me my looks. Why am I a gangster? Besides, I have served the people for so many years, let alone collecting protection fees. I can't even take a sip from the people." Don't dare to drink."

"Yes, I bought all the drinks." He Yuan rolled his eyes towards the back row, stepped on the gas pedal with his right foot, and the whole car blasted away, shaking Wei Sheng who was not lying still in the back row.

Just 200 meters away from the jewelry store at the entrance of Century High School, He Yuan frowned slightly. He stared at the road conditions with his pupils constantly reflecting the colorful lights on the street.

Miao Miao, who was looking down at his phone, raised his head and took a deep breath. The expression on his face was imperceptible, and he felt that he was approaching Xinxi. The street in front of the Tule car glanced over, and the street stalls full of delicious food were the night market that Miao Miao wanted to go to. a street.

He Yuan glanced at Miao Miao who was full of joy from the corner of his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction, his eyes sank and filled with indulgence: "Honey, we have to go back to the city bureau, or—"

Miao Miao looked at He Yuan in response, and saw that the smile on the tough face deepened a little: "Just go shopping for half an hour, and come back after the case is over for a good stroll, okay?" He Yuan continued.

Wei Sheng in the back row covered his mouth and whispered: "You think Miao Miao is just like you, but he cares about the people. From now on, he will be the most outstanding criminal investigation police officer of our Lingang City Public Security Bureau."

"Okay." Miao Miao replied.

Wei Sheng: "..."

In an instant, Wei Sheng revised his view of Miao Miao. How can someone who can get together with He Yuan be a person who loves his job and the people? What about the baby?

However, Wei Sheng's thinking is not quite correct, because many facts are in front of him, and people who have stayed in the world of feasting and feasting for a long time tend to be plain.

The three people walking in the night market seemed out of place with the whole street, with tall and straight postures, and stern expressions on their faces that could not be doubted.

He Yuan has been carefully observing Miao Miao who is walking on the right side, hoping to find out what he likes from his eyes, but after getting off the car, Miao Miao's expression is instantly indifferent, without any warmth, He Yuan momentarily I don't understand why I was so eager to try when I got out of the car and became like this within 5 minutes after getting out of the car.

Finally, after a few minutes of hard thinking, He Yuan asked in a low voice, "Why do you look unhappy when you get out of the car? Is it because there are too many people and you don't want to go shopping, or do you have nothing to eat?"

Miao Miao paused, looked sideways at He Yuan, and said one word in a cold tone: "Cold."

With an expression of "you're going to be so worried", He Yuan pulled Wei Sheng past him without any hesitation, and said sincerely, "Old Wei, I'll treat you to milk tea, and you go to the car and help me pick up my seedlings." Bring the hand warmer, remember to take the charging treasure too, that thing needs to be charged to be warm."

At this moment, Wei Sheng finally felt the sadness of being a deputy team leader, and he was stunned for a few seconds, feeling very helpless: "Why the hell did you go, buy milk tea and wait for me here!"

He Yuan chuckled and patted Wei Sheng on the shoulder: "Good son, go!"

"Get out of here." Wei Sheng shouted angrily, then turned and ran towards the parking lot.

On the steps outside the milk tea window, He Yuan was busy ordering milk tea and scanning the QR code to pay. Miao Miao frowned slightly with his back to the window, folded his arms on his chest and squinted to observe the street.

The gurgling heat of Mala Tang on the street attracts people passing by. There are children standing in front of the timeless ring shooting game. Moving men and women, and middle-aged people.

Um?Middle-aged people?

Miao Miao's Adam's apple slid up and down quickly, and his eyes quickly locked on a face he had seen a few days ago in the crowd. Without any time to think, Miao Miao let go of his arms and pulled He Yuan to the side:

"See if that is the doorman who resigned from Century High School."

As soon as the word "guardian" entered He Yuan's ears, he immediately turned his head in a jerk, ignoring the fact that he pressed an extra 0 when he paid by mistake just now, and reflexively pressed his thumb and paid with his fingerprint.

Looking in the direction of Miao Miao's gaze, the elderly man stands out among a group of youthful young people. Walking beside him is another middle-aged man, He Yuan Meifeng Squeezing his eye sockets tightly, his voice was firm and severe:

"It's him."

"Follow me to have a look." Miao Miao whispered.

On the crowded street, He Yuan ignored the gazes of the people around him, and accurately held Miao Miao's icy fingertips with a sinking wrist, directly ignoring the milk tea waiter's words "Sir, you paid too much." Tai and the two approached.

Miao Miao looked down at the hand held by He Yuan, her face was so reddened by the temperature of his palm, she was so dazed that she walked forward completely relying on the strength of He Yuan's palm.

The two squeezed through the crowd and approached Kong and Zeng step by step. The shouts from the vendors on both sides were endless, which made people feel a little noisy.

Zeng Xin and Kong Taihe, who had been walking in front without looking back, suddenly stood still and turned sideways slowly. Seeing this, He Yuan's heart tightened. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Will they find us and in which direction will they run? , Will they take hostages, or carry a murder weapon?

Before Zeng Xin and Kong Taihe's suspicions were cleared, all unformed thoughts were magnified the moment they slowly turned sideways.

When He Yuan held Miao Miao's hand, he couldn't help but feel that he began to exert force, and his calf began to tense, ready to rush to chase people at any time. Miao Miao's expression was very different from He Yuan's.

He calmly pulled his hand back slightly, pulled He Yuan's arm towards the booth on the right, and the two looked sideways almost at the moment when Kong Zeng and Kong Zeng turned their sides completely—— Bra stall? ?

The owner of the stall was a beautiful woman. When he saw two handsome men standing in front of the stall, looking at the neatly arranged lace and tulle underwear with fierce eyes, he almost threw out the half-gnawed roasted corn.

"These two can't be the city management, but the city management didn't say that underwear can't be sold, it shouldn't be." The female stall owner murmured in her heart.

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