Dirt

The warm air from the central air conditioner blew through Miao Miao's hair, curling the aroma of He Yuan's shampoo, and finally fell on He Yuan's face. At this moment, it seemed to be frozen, and all the police officers present looked at the two of them in unison. Miao Miao shyly pulled her hands back amidst a burst of sighs and said in a low voice:

"I believe you, can you get up?"

"Are you shy?"

"No, it's you kneeling here that makes me feel like you're proposing."

As soon as He Yuan raised his head, he said with interest: "Isn't it?"

When Miao Miao raised his eyelids, he met He Yuan's hot and expectant gaze, and then he dodged to avoid He Yuan's gaze. Just as he was about to speak, the door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open, followed by a roar:

"Old He, the two of you are never finished! Can you turn off the headset and let me talk to you? I get goosebumps when I listen to it! Are you two in charge of the city bureau? Anytime, anywhere It's spring!"

Standing at the door and roaring, Wei Sheng was so angry that he almost bit his tongue. It took him a long time to slam the door and walk to He Yuan's side: "It's time for interrogation. If you have anything to add, tell me quickly. Go find something to eat, and follow you, the second-generation detachment leader of the star, all day long, but you can't eat on time, and you have to suffer from the baptism of your dog food, shit."

He Yuan smiled and touched the dog's head and said: "I'm so sour, please order takeaway."

As he said that, He Yuan took out his mobile phone and switched it to the takeaway interface, throwing it into Wei Sheng's arms: "Order whatever you want, pick the expensive ones, and give me some snacks by the way, he didn't eat much for dinner."

Wei Sheng pointed his middle finger at He Yuan, and when he was about to order a meal, a push came into his eyes. He glanced at it and said in surprise, "Old He, look at this—beautiful policemen chasing murderers on the streets of the night market, with a dashing and handsome back? Oh, isn't that right?" , this should not be about you, as we all know that you are ugly in the Pacific Ocean."

He Yuan rolled his eyes: "Bullshit, I must be talking about Lao Tzu, let me have a look!"

Wei Sheng quickly hid his mobile phone behind his back: "You use Miao Miao's mobile phone to watch, I want to order takeaway, I'm about to become a hungry ghost."

After a long while, Miao Miao rubbed his brows, took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, swiped his finger on the screen a few times quickly, and finally stopped on a Weibo interface. He sent the mobile phone in front of He Yuan, saying: "You are right."

The tail was about to go up to the sky, so He Yuan took the phone, and when he opened it, he saw a series of photos of his back, and a short 7-second video of him supporting the woman holding the child, He Yuan With the corner of his mouth hooked, he raised his phone and waved it in front of Wei Sheng:

"Look at these comments, which one didn't praise me for being handsome, such as 'Oh, this policeman uncle is so handsome, I want to marry him!' 'I've never seen such a handsome policeman!' And that 'look at it Just posing.' And..."

He Yuan was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? Posing for a photo? What kind of grandson is saying that this is a posing for a photo with such a sincere expression when I chased after Kong Taihe?"

"Damn it, bullshit!" Wei Sheng gave He Yuan a thumbs up while laughing loudly. He took a long time to catch his breath and said, "If you feel that you are not angry, you can ask the city bureau Weibo to give you a special answer." You issue a statement to prove that you are not posing for a photo and you are indeed chasing the suspect."

Wei Sheng's underwhelming index in this sentence is obviously to the point where it is off the charts.

He Yuan looked at Wei Sheng's cheap face with an expression of gnashing his teeth and wanting to eat him alive. It took him a while to swallow that breath and turned to a little policeman and said, "Go to the Municipal Bureau The official blog communicated and asked them to send a Weibo, saying that it was me, the head of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau who was chasing the suspect today, and I added that I am sorry that today’s actions have caused troubles to the citizens, hurry up! I want to see you in 10 minutes Until this microblog appears on the official blog interface."

Miao Miao couldn't laugh or cry, he looked at the angry He Yuan and suddenly felt that he was a little childish, and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh out loud.

"Old He, can you do it? It's such a trivial matter!" Wei Sheng laughed so much that he sat on the swivel chair and slapped his thigh wildly, and he didn't forget to add a knife: "In the future, all the citizens of Lingang will know that you are ugly... ...I hahaha..."

Hearing that He Yuan cast a pitiful look at Miao Miao in an attempt to seek the truth, Miao Miao put his hands in his trouser pockets, shook his head and said helplessly, "He's talking nonsense, you look the best."

Wei Sheng rolled his eyes in an instant, restrained, and thought: If these two don't get together, it's really outrageous.

At 10:30 in the evening, the criminal investigation building was still brightly lit. He Yuan and Miao Miao had already returned to his independent office. The two sat on the sofa and stared at the interrogation report of Zeng Xin and Kong Taihe tonight.

The interrogation report is just a spark in this case. A person like He Yuan who has worked in criminal investigation for ten years knows that a spark can start a prairie fire. He tried his best to read every line of the report with his eyes wide open, for fear that another new one would come out. the molester.

It wasn't until the last page that He Yuan exhaled the turbid air in his lungs heavily. He leaned back and slammed into the back of the sofa. After groping for a few seconds with his right hand, he accurately grasped Miao Miao's cold fingertips: "Baby, help me get How about a cigarette?"

Miao Miao didn't speak, he skillfully took out the cigarette case from He Yuan's pocket, put it in his mouth and lit it, took a puff before handing it to He Yuan.

"I always feel that if this case is closed like this, the society will not agree with it, and they don't want this kind of result." Miao Miao said suddenly with a cigarette in his mouth.

He Yuan leaned against the back of the sofa and looked at the ceiling, exhaled smoke, and after a while slowly said: "We are not real gods as criminal police, the only thing we can do is to find out the truth and give justice to the victim, and then bring the real murderer to justice." Bring him to justice and hand it over to the court. As for the drastic and earth-shattering treatment that the public wants, I really can't do anything about it. I can only hope that the judge will give him a slap in the face after handing over to the court."

After finishing speaking, He Yuan chuckled, and sighed self-sufficiently: "For this kind of vile criminal, sometimes I really feel that wearing my police skin is a burden."

Miao Miao sighed following He Yuan's tone, rubbed the center of his brows vigorously, and said lightly: "Why don't I remove the monitoring, and you clean up those two to vent your anger, I'm afraid you won't do it again Hold back what is good or bad, and it will be difficult to explain to your parents."

"Hehe—" He Yuan giggled, and hurriedly sat up straight from the back of the sofa, put his right hand directly on Miao Miao's shoulder, and put that handsome face in front of Miao Miao's, and said happily: "You Is this caring about me?"

Miao Miao moved the shoulders pressed by He Yuan, feeling the heat coming from He Yuan's nasal cavity, and said with a faint smile, "Is it not possible?"

"Yes, yes, why not, I'm you—"

"lead."

Before the word "husband" could be said, Miao Miao interrupted him without any hesitation. He Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then let out a low voice, and said in his heart: "Wait, wait, wait, I'm still young." can afford to wait.

He Yuan's black pupils rolled around twice in his eye sockets, thinking about saying something to tease Miao Miao, then the door of the independent office was knocked twice, Wei Sheng held two barrels before he could speak. Instant noodles come in through the door.

"Old He, the takeaway is too slow. I'll fill it up first. Would you like a bite?" Wei Sheng said with a plastic fork in his mouth. He pointed to the pile of files on top of the instant noodles with his eyes, and said again: " This is the file report of Kong Yuanli's case, I'll borrow it and use it, and I'll put it back for you after eating."

He Yuan didn't even give Wei Sheng an extra look. He stood up and went to the desk to take out a notebook, then went straight to Wei Sheng, looked up and replaced the case, and said in disgust:

"All of these have to be kept and sorted out, and the smell of instant noodles will come back later. If you don't dislike me, I still dislike it. After all, the elders still don't pay attention."

Wei Sheng raised his chin: "What do you mean old men don't pay attention, I can't borrow it and use it for a while, look at you, you are almost catching up with those little girls in the civil service."

Miao Miao squinted at He Yuan, took a breath a few seconds later, and said softly: "Captain He said that every bit of the case should be kept strictly, and should not be used to cover instant noodles. They are not caring, not professional, not worthy of our study."

Wei Sheng: "????"

With a cigarette in his mouth, He Yuan shyly and timidly gave Miao Miao a thumbs up, raised his eyebrows in a flattering manner and said in a low voice, "Baby, well done!"

At this time, Wei Sheng felt that he was a pebble inlaid on the marble floor, and he was out of place in this sour and smelly room. After a long time, he threw the notebook pressed on the instant noodle bucket on He Yuan's desk, and he rushed The two quickly clapped their middle fingers, turned around and left the office without stopping for a second.

He Yuan stood on the spot and let out a burst of laughter, which didn't slow down for a while.

At night, Miao Miao was lying on the single bed in He Yuan's office, warm air from the central air-conditioning was blowing in the room, covered with two space quilts and He Yuan's overcoat, he was already sweating lightly, and he couldn't sleep for a while. I didn't really fall asleep, and I was always in a state of drowsiness.

And He Yuan was sitting at the desk and flipping through the files softly, his face was so gloomy that it made people afraid. After a long time, he raised his eyes to look at Miao Miao, and found that the brows of the person on the bed were slightly frowned.

Miao Miao, who was half asleep and half awake, could clearly hear the sound of He Yuan flipping through the files stopped. He wanted to open his eyes to see what He Yuan was doing, but his body and consciousness didn't communicate well, and he couldn't gather energy for a while. Open your eyes, but feel that your whole body is falling into a deeper sleep.

The world was spinning so fast that it felt like it was crawling over every part of his body in no time, and the cold sensation was circling around his fingertips. Miao Miao knew very well that he was slowly falling into a nightmare, and he tried his best to open his eyes and escape from the dream. , but followed by a deeper and more real feeling, until a face suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

That face became more and more clear, to the point where every eyebrow could be counted clearly. Miao Miao looked at this face, and a familiar feeling filled his heart. He was confused and puzzled, this face was really too familiar.

"Siyuan..."

It's Bu Zhao!

Miao Miao suddenly dreamed of Bu Zhao!

He opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the single bed with all his tingling numbness. The violent ups and downs made the single bed creak and creak, which made He Yuan, who was just lying on the desk, suspicious. looked up at him.

On the single bed, Miao Miao held his face with his hands and panted heavily. He Yuan hurriedly went to the bed when he saw it, took Miao Miao into his arms, and patted him on the back lightly. A few times: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Hmm..." Miao Miao's voice was so hoarse that he could barely utter a few hoarse words: "I dreamed of Bu Zhao..."

In an instant, He Yuan raised his eyebrows, and he didn't stop patting Miao Miao's back, trying to keep his voice calm: "Blame me, I shouldn't mention Bu Zhao tonight, get up and drink some water and then go to bed later. or i take you home

"

Miao Miao raised his eyelids and glanced at the clock on the wall. The hour hand was just pointing at the number 1. It was already one o'clock in the morning. He shook his head slightly: "I'll be fine after a while."

"Let me sit with you." He Yuan said softly.

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Remember that on the evening of June 2020, 6, I was full from the buffet.