to comfort the sun

The coaches of the boxing gym would have classes in the morning or afternoon, so just as Sun Fuzhou sat down in Shen Yuan's office, there was a small commotion outside after a while.

The child's voice was as crisp as a silver bell, and they rushed into the boxing gym running, jumping, and playing around.

Sun Fuzhou suddenly said with emotion: "It's nice to be young."

Shen Yuan smiled lightly for no reason, and stood up with his legs propped up: "Sit down for a while, I'll go and pour you some water."

He opened and closed the door lightly, not deliberately, but habitually controlled hand movements.

Shen Yuan walked all the way to the front desk. The young man with a flat head was reading dramas. He opened the cabinet door and walked in. He stood still in front of the water dispenser and looked around: "Ah Ping, are there any disposable cups in the store?"

A Ping raised his head from the TV series, holding a thermos cup in his hand to drink water, making a vague sound in his mouth, so he could only point to the cabinet at the front desk with his eyes.

Shen Yuan understood what he meant, moved over, and rummaged through the cabinet, it was full of miscellaneous sundries, but paper cups were easy to find.As soon as he picked out the paper cup, he felt that the mineral water was too casual, so he turned his head to look for the target, and soon, he locked on Aping's thermos cup.

Shen Yuan pointed to the bright yellow liquid in his cup, with a few goji berries floating on it, it was very familiar: "What are you soaking in?"

A Ping shook the cup, scratched his head in embarrassment, and handed it to him.

Then whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "This is wolfberry chrysanthemum tea, um... I heard that it can nourish the kidney."

Shen Yuan rubbed his chin, blinked, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

When Shen Yuan returned to the office with a kettle of wolfberry and chrysanthemum tea, Sun Fuzhou was lying on the window looking dazed.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Yuan put the kettle on the table, shook his sore wrist, took off the paper cup and poured tea.

Sun Fuzhou came back to his senses and saw that two of his own paw prints had been left on the originally transparent glass. He immediately wiped his sleeves with his sleeves like a thief, turned around and sat down on the sofa: "It's nothing, the yard over there There are a few high school kids playing ball—that's supposed to be teenage entertainment."

Shen Yuan didn't speak, and moved the poured tea in front of him.

Sun Fuzhou stared at the tea, his eyes were almost paired, and he suddenly pointed and shouted: "You copied me!"

Sun Fuzhou's words made Shen Yuan hardly choke, and the two of them stared at each other, their expressions were extraordinarily wonderful: "Captain Sun, I didn't expect you to be quite...childlike."

He could tell that although Sun Fuzhou was already an old man in terms of age, his occasional habits still had a kind of childishness, even if he was seventy or eighty, he was probably still a child.

Sun Fuzhou put down Erlang's legs that had been raised wherever he sat, and took a sip of tea - the smell of chrysanthemums was too strong.

The time for gossiping came to an end, Sun Fuzhou pulled out a map of Nuoda from the briefcase he was carrying, on which he had made many notes and circled many places.

Shen Yuan came over, judging from the place name, it should be the map of Beichao District.

Sun Fuzhou pointed to a place circled with a red pen, and blurted out his doubts: "The police found the car where Wang Longhai took Huang Xiaoshan from the clubhouse, but we still haven't found where he took him to kill him. Do you have any clues to share?"

Sun Fuzhou's handwriting is extraordinarily flamboyant, perhaps because he has practiced big characters. His strokes are flamboyant but not scribbled, and his strokes are open and closed. Some people say that his handwriting is like his own, more or less Somewhat accurate.

Shen Yuan rubbed the wall of the paper cup, leaned over and circled the map, and finally withdrew his hand: "Mmm...no."

Sun Fuzhou didn't get the answer, and felt a little disappointed all of a sudden, but this emotion came to his mind, so he paused and realized that something was wrong.Unknowingly, he regarded Shen Yuan as his reliance in investigating the case.

Sun Fuzhou rubbed his nose to hide the little panic in his heart: "I'm sorry, I thought you were too omnipotent, but it seems that our police are a little... incompetent."

Shen Yuan straightened up in surprise, probably he did not expect this person to be so sensitive.

He changed the topic: "You haven't talked with Qinqin, have you? She is Wang Longhai's only relative. Maybe there will be clues from her?"

Sun Fuzhou didn't look up at the person in front of him, but nodded silently, as if agreeing with what he said.

"Let's go then."

Shen Yuan bypassed him and walked towards the gate.

It took Sun Fuzhou a long time to react, and hurriedly followed: "Go now?"

He didn't get a response, Shen Yuan only left him a long and cheerful back.

Ever since Wang Longhai committed suicide, Wang Qinqin has moved out of the small house in Shangougou. Her father was placed in a nursing home by Shen Yuan, and she lived in a one-bedroom rental house near Xicheng No. [-] Middle School. In the first semester of the first year, I transferred to No. [-] Middle School to continue my studies.

There are many neighborhoods around the middle school, and when there are many people, it will be lively. Many young students will roam the streets in their holidays. The rental house Wang Qinqin lives in is in one of the neighborhoods. When Sun Fuzhou and Shen Yuan drove to the neighborhood, Wang Qinqin He was coming out of the rental house with a young and beautiful girl on his arm.

When he was at the Municipal Bureau last time, Sun Fuzhou's impression of Wang Qinqin was just a thin and timid little girl, wearing faded and old clothes, her hair was frizzy, there was a faint plateau red on her cheeks, and her eyes were full when she saw strangers. It's shyness and fear.I don't know if it's an illusion, but when he met this time, he felt that the girl seemed taller and paler.

It must be the new clothes.

Sun Fuzhou didn't think too much, and walked forward with Shen Yuan to say hello from a distance.

Wang Qinqin was holding a beautiful girl on her arm, and she was the first to notice the two handsome grown men.She immediately pointed at the two strangers and cast a questioning look at her friend. Wang Qinqin also looked over, then smiled apologetically at her friend, and slowly slid down her arm holding them.

She bowed her head and explained something in the girl's ear, and the pretty girl nodded and left.

Although Shen Yuan subsidized Wang Qinqin, it was just to give some money to maintain food and housing. He knew nothing about the life and education of little girls, and he was not interested, let alone privacy such as what friends the little girl made.

"Why is Brother Shen here?" Wang Qinqin first greeted Shen Yuan obediently, and then turned to Sun Fuzhou, "Hello, Uncle Policeman."

The little girl smiled sweetly and obediently, but she was so angry that Sun Fuzhou's celestial spirit cover was about to be lifted. He and Shen Yuan seemed to be only two years apart. How could he be an uncle, and Shen Yuan would be an elder brother?

Shen Yuan felt the unknown anger from the people around him, covered his lips and coughed twice, his brows and eyes slightly curved: "Qinqin, Uncle Sun came to talk to you about your brother."

It was the first time for Wang Qinqin to see Shen Yuan being so amiable, she was stunned for a while and agreed, but after realizing it, she suddenly remembered that her home was a bit messy, so she planned to suggest a change of place.

Shen Yuan spoke before her: "Let's talk about it in another place, let's not go in the girl's room."

Sun Fuzhou expressed no objection.

Wang Qinqin stood up and whispered, "Just go to the milk tea shop where I work part-time. I can give you a discount."

Shen Yuan also knew about Wang Qinqin's part-time job during the winter vacation. Due to her status as a minor, Shen Yuan also helped find a friend, saying that her younger sister came out to earn pocket money.The milk tea shop is just opposite the middle school. The decoration is very French street style. The store has a large capacity and cheap prices. The students in the vicinity love to go here.

Two days ago during the Chinese New Year, Wang Qinqin took over the whole class to watch the store for a few days. Now that the Chinese New Year is over, the store manager will have a day off. Unexpectedly, she came again.

"What are you drinking?" Wang Qinqin drilled into the counter familiarly.

Sun Fuzhou originally wanted to say that he didn't like to drink these children's things, but Shen Yuan had already paid for three cups of hot milk on his own initiative.

The three found a double seat in the corner and squeezed together.

The pure white milk was steaming hot. Sun Fuzhou covered the side of the cup to warm his hands, and planned to say a few words casually: "How is your father? Can you take care of your studies?"

This kind of tone full of care from the aunts of the neighborhood committee made Wang Qinqin turn her face away a little uncomfortable: "Uncle, just ask whatever you want to ask."

Shen Yuan pretended to clear his throat at the side.

"Okay." Sun Fuzhou glared at him, and then smiled awkwardly, "Our people have contacted your brother's relatives and friends before, and they all said that your brother has a good relationship with you, is that true?"

Wang Qinqin nodded silently. Wang Longhai was very kind to her because she could read. Growing up was the way out for the whole family and the hope to get out of the countryside. This was her only value.

Sun Fuzhou used to look at her with scrutiny: "When was the last time you two had contact?"

Wang Qinqin lowered her head embarrassingly: "Years ago, before the debt collector came to the door, he picked me up to play in the city for a day, and showed me the location of two key high schools. Once you get there, rent a house there.”

People kept coming and going in front of the milk tea shop. The push-pull wooden door creaked and opened and closed. Young students passed by them. Wang Qinqin lowered her head and happened to see shallow shoes on the clean ground. Yin, a little girl was passing by, her beautiful wedge-heeled leather shoes were polished brightly.

She sniffed, feeling a little sad suddenly.

"There are two high schools in Xicheng, one is in Beichao District and the other is in South China District." Sun Fuzhou muttered to himself, and the next sentence was to Shen Yuan, "There seems to be no high school near your place, right? "

Shen Yuan folded the soft napkin into a white flower, very much like the delicate tablecloth in a western restaurant, the little white flower was placed on the cup holder of the milk cup: "No, there is a business district over there, where is the high school. "

It's no secret that Wang Longhai works in Shen Yuan's clubhouse. On the contrary, it's a bit of a commotion... Everyone knows that although the adults don't say anything, Wang Qinqin made a wild guess. The older brother may be working several jobs at the same time.

Wang Qinqin tucked her chin in, sat with her chest hunched over habitually, and her eyes kept wandering between the two of them: "We went to the No. [-] High School in Xicheng that time, so it should be in the Beichao District you mentioned."

Sun Fuzhou asked: "Did he take you to the place where he worked? Or do you remember who you met?"

Wang Qinqin shook her head first, then hesitated for a few seconds and said, "He was with me all day, until about eleven o'clock in the evening. After he answered the phone, he said he was going to work. He had to go to work the next day. Buying some New Year’s goods to go back is also delayed because of this matter.”

Sun Fuzhou asked: "Do you remember the date?"

Wang Qinqin counted the dates silently in her mind. She has always had a good memory: "It was the week before my brother killed someone, and the day my final grades came out, No. 16."

Her expression was flat, not like a family member of a murderer.

Shen Yuan said at the side: "It should not be going to the club, he applied for a day's annual leave in advance in order to accompany his sister."

If they want to ask for leave, they must have asked for it. Besides, they have other plans for the next day, so it can only be that someone suddenly asked him.

Sun Fuzhou took out his mobile phone and sent Qiu Yun a message, asking her to check Wang Longhai's address book thoroughly, especially those black accounts with unknown addresses and deleted data that may have been missed.

Regarding Wang Longhai's work and life, as a younger sister who often doesn't see each other, he actually knows very little, and according to his love for Wang Qinqin, he probably wouldn't want his younger sister to know about his drug use and debts, so he He hid his secret well, and even his own sister didn't notice anything unusual after being together for a whole day.

During the time they stayed in the milk tea shop, the rain outside had gradually subsided, leaving only thin and swaying raindrops, and the originally dark sky became brighter at this time, and there was a feeling of wanting to see the sun through the clouds trend.

There was melodious light music playing in the milk tea shop, and the voice of students whispering in it was mixed in. The content was nothing more than so-and-so gossip and so-and-so new products.

"It's already twelve o'clock, are you hungry? Uncle treats you to lunch." After Sun Fuzhou compiled some information from Wang Qinqin in the memo, he glanced at the wall clock on the wall from the corner of his eye. I brought snacks in, and the aroma went straight into my nose.

He rubbed his belly, but saw Shen Yuan sitting indifferently: "How about it, brother Shen, let me show you some face."

The narrow-minded Sun Fuzhou was still worried about Wang Qinqin's distinct brother and uncle, and insisted on taking advantage of the words.

Shen Yuan lowered his head, and snapped his five fingers together, the white flower he was playing with was instantly pinched into a twisted mass of unknown object.

Just when Sun Fuzhou thought he was playing tricks on him, Shen Yuan raised his chin slightly, put his elbows on the armrest, and leaned lazily on his upper body.

He responded with a pleasant smile: "Then thank you...Sun, Uncle, Uncle."