to comfort the sun

In the conference room, Liu Hai's interrogation video was played on the two-story split screen, while a certain image from the hotel's surveillance was still.

"My name is Liu Hai... 45 years old, my wife...divorced, no children, the boss fired me from my last job... I don't know why I fired... Zhang Jiali? I haven't heard of it, oh... You said that little girl ? I took a second look, she was wearing a skirt in the cold weather, and she looked mentally ill, so of course I would pay attention... Comrade policeman, I really don't know her, and I haven't seen her before... I'm just curious Take a look..."

The questioning video is not too long, and it will be played soon.

According to the investigation, Liu Hai was indeed not suspected of committing the crime, so he was released after the questioning.

And the still picture on the other side stopped at the moment when Liu Hai turned his head to look at the door of Zhang Jiali's room.

A police officer waited until the video was finished and said: "At present, he is not suspected of committing the crime, but we once found a KTV leaflet in the classic era in his luggage. Liu Hai's explanation was taken casually. Don't know if there's a connection there."

Sun Fuzhou poked the paper with the tip of a pen. Liu Hai, in his 40s, has no house, no car, no job, and no wife.

Turning another page, it is Qin Wen, the sister-in-law of the proprietress of the hotel. She is in her 30s, married, has no children, came from a rural background, and has low education. Apart from being good-looking, she has no other advantages. With a local accent, I moved to Xicheng three months ago because of a relationship...

There are other residents' information in the back, all suspects who have been ruled out.

Sun Fuzhou thought of Zhang Jiali's little sisters: "...Does Xie Xin and Xu Can have any clues?"

The police officer replied: "Go to and from school normally, there are no other gangsters looking for trouble."

It's like the silent calm that the undercurrent will have before it sets off a terrifying wave.

After the meeting was over, they started their respective follow-up investigations. Liu Chenglin and Sun Fuzhou drove to the downstairs of Liu Hai's house.

After moving away from the hotel, he rented a cheap one-bedroom apartment, and basically didn't go out except for necessary shopping.

Usually he would go out around dinner in the afternoon, so the two waited downstairs in advance.

Sun Fuzhou looked up and counted the floors: "Has he not been out today?"

"No." Liu Chenglin replied, "By the way, I found out that this Liu Hai has a younger brother. I don't know if he is a relative. He died five years ago. He died of a drug overdose, accidentally drowned in the Meihe River, and finally drifted to Beichao. It was found in the reservoir of the district."

Sun Fuzhou asked habitually, "Is it an accident?"

Liu Chenglin nodded: "It was an accident. My brother's name is Liu Tao. He is a hooligan. He has a drug addiction. There are only his footprints on the bank of the river where he accidentally fell into the river."

Sun Fuzhou said: "Then they should have a good relationship."

"How to say?"

"Didn't Liu Hai say that his parents died early? If he still has a younger brother, he might have brought him up with his own hands. The relationship should be very good."

Liu Chenglin thought about it for a while, and felt that there was indeed this possibility, but whether it was really necessary to explore for a while, so he did not discuss this topic any more.

While talking, Liu Hai, who didn't know that he was being watched, walked out of the community with the trash, and looked around when he was throwing out the trash. Fortunately, Liu Chenglin and Sun Fuzhou bent down in time and were not found.

Sun Fuzhou complained: "Is he so sensitive?"

Liu Chenglin continued: "I've never heard of it before."

After Liu Hai confirmed that there was no one around, the two people in the car carefully sat upright. Liu Hai walked into an old phone booth on the side of the road, said something with the microphone, and walked out in about a minute. , and then, as usual, walked in the direction of the supermarket.

Sun Fuzhou and Liu Chenglin exchanged a look.

Before they ruled out the suspects, the police had been watching those people for two days, and they stopped watching after there was no movement, but they didn't expect that the two of them saw Liu Hai secretly calling.

Liu Chenglin immediately made a decision to ask Li Ru to check the call records.

Not long after that, Liu Hai returned home with the vegetables he bought, and the two people in the car squatted for a while before leaving.

Because Liu Chenglin was driving the car, Sun Fuzhou asked him to take himself downstairs first.

However, when driving into the small road, Sun Fuzhou, who was sitting in the co-pilot, glanced at the rearview mirror, and always felt that the white car driving in from behind had also seen it not long ago.

Coincidence?

It was difficult for two cars to pass through the small road at the same time, and there were always bicycles and electric cars parked on both sides of the road, so Liu Chenglin slowed down, and the white car behind honked its horn.

Sun Fuzhou took another look, and could vaguely see a woman in the car behind.

——He must have thought too much...

When he got out of the car, a white car passed behind him with a foreign license plate. Sun Fuzhou looked away and said goodbye to Liu Chenglin.

"Om - hum -"

Sun Fuzhou answered the phone while looking at the direction in which Bai Che left.

Shen Yuan's voice came out: "Captain Sun, if you don't come back, I'll catch a cold."

Sun Fuzhou was inexplicable: "What is frozen..."

Then he bit his tongue.

His mind is full of Shen Yuan's thin clothes... Oh, exciting.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yuan leaned against the window, watching Sun Fuzhou walk into the community, and then took the elbow that was leaning on the window sill.

It's just that before leaving, he glanced speciously in a certain direction outside the window.

The smell of food in the restaurant has spread to the corridor.Smelling the smell, Sun Fuzhou climbed upstairs, it was the first time he was so eager to go home.

The door of Shen Yuan's house was changed to a fingerprint lock, and since the relationship was established, Sun Fuzhou's fingerprints were also entered, and after that, when he entered Shen Yuan's house, it was the same as entering his own house.

Sun Fuzhou pressed his fingerprints, unlocked, and opened the door in one go. With his long legs, he took a step into the room, and found Shen Yuan sitting in the dining room, eating food on the floor.

Shen Yuan glanced at him: "You're back?"

Clothes... Well dressed, the top is still a turtleneck sweater.

Sun Fuzhou panted slightly, and before he could speak, Shen Yuan waved at him: "Come to eat... I just saw someone escorting you back, who is it? That Forensic Doctor Zhao from your unit?"

Sun Fuzhou held his breath, sat down opposite him, poked the table with his chopsticks, and began to eat: "Yes, yes, Zhao Fayi, who is very good at cooking, is younger than you."

The tone was full of resentment, Shen Yuan pretended he didn't hear it: "The coil is pretty smooth? Then what am I?"

"You?" Sun Fuzhou glanced at him, his boyfriend was wearing an apron, let down his hair, how virtuous and virtuous he could be, he couldn't speak out the sarcasm, "...a poor wife."

"Tch." Shen Yuan laughed out loud, as if he didn't expect this word to describe himself one day, "Why?"

"... Be down-to-earth."

Sun Fuzhou took a few mouthfuls of rice in suspense. The food on the table was very to his liking. Shen? The son was raised by Shen Yuan again.

The last one who got used to him so much was his mother.

Shen Yuan was inexplicably labeled as a wife, and felt awkward for a while, but he couldn't tell where the awkwardness was, so he couldn't help but choke in his throat.

After the meal, Sun Fuzhou consciously cleaned up the mess and went to wash the dishes.

The water gently wrapped his hands, while he stared at the bowls and chopsticks in the sink in a daze.

Rinse off the oil stains, and let the light-colored circles swim on the surface of the water.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side and turned off the overflowing water: "What are you thinking about?"

Sun Fuzhou came back to his senses and saw Shen Yuan beside him: "It's nothing, I'll be dumbfounded if I get angry."

Shen Yuan was about the same height as him, but his leg was injured, and he stood in a different posture, so he looked slightly shorter than him, with his head slightly lowered, his chin just resting on his shoulder, his cool cheeks pressed against his ears .

Sun Fuzhou lowered his head, seeing him holding his hands in vain, he couldn't help being dazed again.

It seems that they have rarely been so close, it has nothing to do with ambiguity, just because they want to be close to each other.

Shen Yuan moved closer again, sharing part of his own weight on him, and the latter could also bear it.

Sun Fuzhou was washing the dishes, and chatted about the case of the past two days: "Did you know that Zhang Jiali's parents have already buried her, and they didn't urge us to investigate the case again. Maybe they will have their own lives in a short time. Gradually, I don’t want to think about this case again.”

Shen Yuan's body and mind are very light, like his even breathing, sweeping across his neck: "Why do you think so?"

Sun Fuzhou didn't stop washing the dishes, while saying: "Those people that day, except you...or including you, they all have relatives or friends who have left, but there are more of the same, they don't Willing to face this..."

Shen Yuan said: "Do you think they have forgotten those who died?"

Sun Fuzhou glanced at him sideways, but only saw a bunch of hair: "You can't say that, I know they haven't forgotten, but our case is not all for the dead, but more for the living. people."

Shen Yuan smiled: "Like me?"

Sun Fuzhou replied affirmatively: "For example, you."

The sound of running water rang again, splashing around the sink, and Sun Fuzhou fished the clean dishes out of the clean water.

He twisted his waist and signaled Shen Yuan: "Go and sit."

However, Shen Yuanxu's ringing hands slowly tightened, his fingertips were stroking the fabric, and his tight waistline was outlined through the clothes.

Sun Fuzhou's body temperature is very hot and warm, but Shen Yuan's body temperature is relatively low all year round, especially his limbs, which are often cold.

So his fingers probed into the clothes as if to absorb warmth.

Sun Fuzhou twisted his waist again: "Don't make trouble."

At this moment, there was already a little more urgency in the voice.

Shen Yuan's palms covered his waist and abdomen. The calluses in the palms were a bit abrasive, but because the force was so light, they only felt itchy and hot - even though they were cold fingertips, they carried a scorching temperature. .

While Shen Yuan moved his hands and feet, he reminded him leisurely and elegantly: "...be careful not to drop the bowl."

Sun Fuzhou paused, and moved faster - he wanted to overturn the sink, who cares if the bowl falls or not?

With a hoarse voice, Sun Fuzhou tilted his head and kissed his hair: "Your leg is not good, there is still time to go now."

Shen Yuan pinched his hand heavily: "Even if my leg is broken, it will still prevent you from getting out of bed."

After Sun Fuzhou put away the last bowl, he suddenly became careless.

While wiping his hands, he said, "Who keeps who from getting out of bed?"

A bad premonition rose in Shen Yuan's heart, and he hurriedly reminded: "Captain Sun, I am a wounded person."

The sound of the water in the kitchen disappeared, and there was only the sound of two people's chaotic footsteps in the room. The door of the room was kicked open by someone, and the wooden bed creaked hoarsely.

Sun Fuzhou stared condescendingly at the person who was easily suppressed by him, and felt a fire burning in his lower abdomen.

Soon, he leaned down and nibbled on the ear.

"Just because you are wounded, I will take care of you."