dark crossing

Shen Ting had a dream, it was a bad dream, but it wasn't too bad.

He dreamed of Shen Zhi's death, dreamed that he missed the target in the first shot, dreamed of many difficulties in previous missions, and even dreamed of that colleague who was skinned and boned by drug dealers in front of him.

He gritted his teeth and drank the tea. After brewing for a long time, the old Pu'er was very bitter.

The screams were endless, and the roots of the teeth were bitten to ooze blood, but the face was still cold and indifferent.

When he dreamed that he was in a trough, there was no retreat.The road ahead was white and foggy, and there were no lights behind.

In the treatment room, Chang Qing, who was in charge of psychological counseling, looked at him through the lowered reading glasses.

He asked, "What kind of existence is home to you?"

Shen Ting replied: "It is an existence that needs protection."

Chang Qing sighed helplessly, "Didn't you try to rely on anyone?"

"some."

"who?"

"My father." He was still calm: "But, he is already dead."

Chang Qing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Home is where you come from, it can maximize 'fault tolerance', and it may also be the source of your sense of strength and security."

He saw himself say "Oh" with no expression on his face.Almost want to write "stubborn" on the face.

For him, home is no longer a place where faults can be tolerated.

The home guarded by the mother alone is unable to bear even a little more burden.

That is not a harbor where you can anchor, but another responsibility that needs to be shouldered.

He is a protector and therefore must not be weak.Even if it hurts, I can only stand in the empty night with my back to the light, crying silently alone.

Alone, I am used to going up the mountain of swords and going down the sea of ​​fire alone. Although I travel lightly and have no burden, I have envied others.

I envy the squeamishness of having a cold and having hot soup waiting in front of the bed at any time.

When there is no one around, you may not have imagined that someone can love yourself simply and profoundly, can stand up to him as a brother, and share the pain and sorrow.

In this way, even if the sky falls, he no longer has to carry it alone.

"It's okay." Someone said in the void.

who?Who is speaking?

"It doesn't matter if I'm here." The man repeated.

Shen Ting Xunsheng turned his head.A handsome man was standing not far away, smiling at him with peach blossom eyes. ——It’s Chu Huainan.

He was tall and straight like a tree that could shelter the wind and rain, with his arms outstretched, as if waiting to be hugged.The slightly raised corners of the lips draw a clear and gentle arc, like the moon hanging high in the clouds, bowing its head to kiss the stars.

can i trust himShen Ting asked herself.

Chu Huainan seemed to understand his doubts, and nodded with a smile: "Yes."

really?

"Really, I swear on everything."

All the misfortunes and ups and downs in the past seem to have turned into dark clouds holding the moon at this moment.

Well, it's a bad nightmare, but it's not too bad.

Thinking of this, Shen Ting, who was sleeping soundly, arched the quilt, and adjusted to a more comfortable position in the warm embrace.

This time, for the first time in history, the capitalist who reached out to help him tuck the quilt was not beaten.

……

The drizzle made the air sticky with moisture. The rain that fell at the transition of spring and summer lasted all night, and finally stopped completely at dawn.

The east is turning white, the dawn breaks through the heavy night, and the disturbing long night has come to an end.

The warm morning light falls on the ground through the slits of the half-opened windows, and most of the light beams are blocked by the curtains with good shading performance, so as not to disturb people's clear dreams. ——Chu Huainan hoped that Shen Ting could sleep in, so he got up in the middle of the night and drew the curtains.

But Shen Ting still couldn't sleep until the sun was up.

At 08:30, there was a rapid knock on the door.

Lin Youban stood at the door with a hint of worry on his face, as if something was on his mind.

"Huainan." He said, "Someone sent a diary to our room last night, but the note inside said it was for Ah Ci, so it might have been delivered to the wrong room."

The whole afternoon yesterday, the fragrance in the room was extremely strong, so sweet that it made people dizzy.

Although Lin Youband opened the window ahead of time on the grounds of the stuffy heat, the sensitive Lu Xinghe still pestered him all night.

In the evening, there was a lot of "noise" in the room, and no one answered the door, so the housekeeper left the diary at the door.

Lu Xinghe, who had been messing around all night in the morning, developed a low-grade fever.

The doctor had already come by at seven o'clock and gave antipyretic injections.

Lin Youband also found the diary at the door of the room.

……

At this time, Lu Xinghe who had just received an injection was still sleeping.

Wrapped in a loose nightgown, Chu Huainan made a "shh" gesture.

Lin Youban looked at the marks of different shades on his neck, and smiled knowingly: "You haven't gotten up yet?"

Chu Huainan leaned against the door and nodded, carelessly touching the teeth marks and bruises on the side of his neck.Shen Ting was so passionate, wild as a pony that had just tasted lust.He wished he could tell the world about the deep and shallow scratches on his back.

From his calm tone, Lin Youban heard showing off: "I slept late and couldn't get up. You're quite early."

So he nodded with a smile, "Yeah, I'm used to worrying."

After saying that, they exchanged a few more words before turning around and preparing to leave, but they saw Shen Ting coming out wrapped in the same nightgown.His steps were unsteady, his eyes were red, and his voice was a little hoarse: "What diary?"

Lin Youband said good morning, and handed him a thick stack: "This."

Shen Ting took it and turned over two pages, then looked up at Chu Huainan.

Chu Huainan immediately took the share that he spread out on the desk with a tacit understanding.

The two diaries are the same, both are photocopies of Chen Feng's diary, and they both named and said that they were given to Song Ci.

"We also received it in our room. I read the contents, and it should be the diary of the policeman who died a few months ago."

Li Songyuan murdered the policeman and dismembered the body. The place where the body was dumped was on the pedestrian street built by Yuannan Tou. At that time, there was public opinion that Chu Huainan's parents were involved. It is natural for him to know the case like the back of his hand.Who is the owner of the diary, it is best for him to reveal it.

Hearing the words, Shen frowned in disgust: "I don't know which idiot sent it? What's wrong with sending me a diary of a dead person? Are you sick? What a fucking bad luck!"

Lin Youban's eyes swept across his tight-fitting nightgown indiscriminately, and finally found a red bruise brighter than strawberries behind the ears that could not be covered by the clothes.

He smiled: "It was delivered last night. I didn't expect you to have a copy here."

Shen Ting: "Your cultural tourism town is really good, and you even send the diary of the dead to the customers staying in the hotel? Why do you only give it to me? Shouldn't everyone have a copy?"

He raised his hand to rub his messy hair, and pushed Chu Huainan's arm with his elbow: "Where did this come from? What do you mean?"

Chu Huainan couldn't help laughing after being poked by him: "Call the police, how could it be from the hotel."

Although they said they wanted to call the police, they didn't call 110 directly. Instead, they called Chen Cong, who was in charge of Chen Feng's case in the Criminal Investigation Detachment.

Although the courier note was posted on the package, it could not be tracked in the logistics system.

Under Chen Cong's guidance, several people checked the surveillance at the front desk together.

According to the recall of the front desk on duty, the two packages should have been delivered to the front desk around six o'clock.But during this period of time, the monitoring of the entire town was interrupted for 8 minutes.There were a total of hundreds of cameras in the entire district, but none of them captured the appearance of the "courier".

At lunch, Lu Xinghe was still sick.Lin Youband asked the kitchen to make seafood porridge for him alone.

He didn't use a spoon to drink porridge, but counted the rice grains with silver chopsticks, as if he was testing whether the food was poisonous.

Shen Ting was amused by the way he was eating: "If you eat like this, you won't be full until dark."

Lin Youband went to the bathroom, but Lu Xinghe, who had no one to rescue him, raised his head, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even give him the polite smile he should have.

Shen Ting didn't care too much, picked out a piece of sugar peas and snow peas from the beef in front of him, and asked, "What were the bandits doing around six o'clock last night?"

Lu Xinghe looked at him: "Let's have dinner together."

Shen Ting let out an "oh" and asked again: "In the restaurant?"

Lu Xinghe shook his head like a string of abacus beads: "In the room."

He was the only witness in the room, so it was difficult to find other people to corroborate.Shen Ting wanted to ask again, but Lin Youbandi was back.

"what's the topic?"

Chu Huainan smiled: "It's nothing, I'm saying that Xinghe eats too little."

"Yeah, I used to be able to eat quite well, but I always worried that he would get fat." Lin Youbande's index finger touched Lu Xinghe's slightly sunken cheek due to thinness: "Now I have to worry, he doesn't If you eat that and don’t eat it, will you starve to death?”

As soon as he came, Lu Xinghe stopped talking, silently lowered his head to pick up the rice grains, and poked the shrimp and shellfish in the bowl with the tip of his chopsticks.

In the end, the bowl of porridge was cold and I didn't eat a few mouthfuls.

Lin Youband changed him a bowl of hot ones, peeled and shelled the prawns himself, wishing he could feed them directly, so he reluctantly moved half of the bowl.

Shen Ting's appetite was also mediocre, he felt greasy after eating two pieces of beef, and his intestines spasmed like being cut by a knife.

Lin Youban asked if he had eaten his stomach, but he didn't speak, but just glanced at Chu Huainan with the end of his eyes vaguely.

Lin Youban suggested that they go to the town's racecourse for two laps in the afternoon.

Chu Huainan declined, but the reason was very straightforward, "Let's change another day, last night there was a lot of trouble, the horse is too bumpy, I'm afraid he won't be able to sit still."

At this time, several people were sitting on the electric golf cart for the tour.

Shen Ting and Lu Xinghe were sitting in the back row, and they were not very happy when they heard this: "Who says I can't sit still?"

As soon as the words fell, the car jolted as it passed the speed bump, and the two people in the back seat took a breath of air almost at the same time.

The driver in the front row couldn't hear the sound from behind, but he also apologized politely to his immediate superior: "Sorry, I slowed down just now."

Anyway, the horse must not be able to ride anymore, Lu Xinghe said he was tired, so Lin Youbandi took him back to take a nap.

Just as the door was closed, he suddenly asked, "Where did you go around six o'clock last night?"

Lin Youband stroked his hair: "It's better that you don't know about some things."

Lu Xinghe shook off his hand: "I thought you regarded Chu Huainan as a friend."

"I regard him as a friend." Lin Youban smiled: "I also regard you as a lover."

Lu Xinghe sneered, turned his head and stopped talking to him.

Chu Huainan checked the storage list of the fragrance, and there was no problem with the brand and the procurement process.Then a random sample was taken from the remaining inventory and sent for inspection.In the evening, the test results came out, and a slight dose of incapacitating poison and aphrodisiac was detected in ten bottles of fragrance oil randomly sampled.

Combined with the situation in the diary, there is a high probability that Song Ci was targeted for this poisoning.

But the fragrance was released indiscriminately in a large area in the hotel, and the diary was even given to Lin Youbandi's room.

If it was really Lin Youband who planned all this, then he must have known clearly which room "Song Ci" stayed in, and there was no need to be so.

And at the crucial moment, Lu Xinghe even gave him an alibi.

But even though everything implicitly indicated that Lin Youband should be innocent.

But Shen Ting still had some doubts about him.

"You had close contact with him on the day you received the note. He was one of the few people who knew that I was with you in Wenlv Town. Also, he invested in this project with you. Atmospheric purchases are based on hands-on conditions."

The only thing that doesn't make sense is the motive.

Assuming that Lin Youbandi really sent this diary, then inferring the source of the diary, coupled with the method of erasing the monitoring and getting rid of crimes, then Lin Youbandi is probably proficient in IT and helped Li Songyuan destroy Chen The accomplice in the Li Songyuan case who monitored Feng's house and took away the diary.

But he didn't have any relationship with Chen Feng or Li Songyuan.Besides, he and Chu Zhensheng didn't know each other, so there was no need to write a note of "Chu Zhensheng black policeman" and put it in Chu Huainan's pocket.

Shen Ting thought for a moment in silence, then suddenly asked: "From the moment you met him, have you met his parents?"

Chu Huainan said: "No, but we have also talked about it. Both he and Lu Xinghe's parents are overseas."