dark crossing

Shen Ting, who was ready to whet Veron's appetite, refused him of course.

"A Ci, I hope you will think about it again."

"I've thought about it! Uncle Bei, what's the old saying? A good horse never turns back."

The phone line is noisy, a group of people are playing the sieve, and those who lose must choose the truth or the big risk.There was a lot of laughter from the young girls and boys.

Veron gritted his teeth but there was no other way, he wanted to say a few more words, but was preempted by Shen Ting: "Hey, Uncle Bei, I won't tell you for now, I have something to hang up first—" Before Long could speak, the phone was cut off decisively.

Shen Ting's conversation with Veron hinted that he was at a party. ——The implication is that to him now, Veron's business is not as important as the girl-picking game between him and his friend.

As the only lesbian in the action team, Pan Xiaozhu played multiple roles, laughing and making noise to provide the background sound for Shen Ting. Seeing that Shen Ting finally hung up the phone, she threw the rattle in her hand on the table and collapsed. on the couch.

"Oh, I'm exhausted!"

Wen Di, who knows how to play in the city, made two paper swabs, one for truth and one for adventure.

During the phone call, Shen Ting picked up the truth at random.

So at this moment, Pan Xiaozhu asked gossipingly: "Captain Shen, how many girlfriends have you dated in total, can you count them with two hands?"

He was expressionless: "No."

Pan Xiaozhu was stunned for a moment, as if he had discovered a new world, he exclaimed: "You mean, you have never been in love!?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"You look like this, you tell me you've never been in a relationship!?"

Shen listened to the lesbians who were yelling at Zhengzheng, all of them looked at them with contempt, and reluctantly nodded.

At this moment, Sanguan was like Pan Xiaozhu who had been bombed by a nuclear bomb, and suddenly had the urge to rush to Chu Huainan who was making tea for Shen Ting in the kitchen, bow and call "sister-in-law".

Chen Cong and Wen Di also followed suit: "Fuck! Team Shen has never talked about a girlfriend, so single dogs like us can finally rest in peace today!"

"Captain Shen, why don't you talk about it?"

Shen Ting couldn't answer, and secretly blamed Chu Huainan, why did it take so long to make tea and didn't come back?

Wen Di leaned over and asked treacherously: "Captain Shen, you're not going to tell us that your lover is from this country, are you?"

Shen Ting felt that Wendi, who could ask such a question, laughed like a fool who interfered with official business.

Their meeting place was moved from Yuehuai to a non-public property purchased by Chu Huainan in the name of trust.

When walking into this room full of crystal decorations, all the non-art major members were amazed at the amazing level of human craftsman's creations.

In the glass cabinet in the reception room, there are wine glasses of various shapes, shiny and crystal clear.

It is an extraordinary experience to hold a meeting in such an environment.

For the convenience of speaking, there are no outsiders in the house.

Chu Huainan returned to the living room with the brewed tea in person.

The teacup handed to Shen Ting was the same as the one he used in both design and style. It was a set of purple sand hexagonal cups handmade with gold clay.

The color of the cup is the best "cold golden yellow", with gold in the yellow, warm color, sandy feeling like gilt, it is the color of an extremely expensive emperor.

This set of mugs was bought by accident at an exhibition in London a few years ago.

I don't know why, but when I saw it for the first time, I liked it very much.

To put it more hypocritically, it seemed that it was a set of utensils that he had used in his previous life.

Seeing it lying on the display stand and being judged by the exhibitors made me a little sad for no reason.Maybe this thing has something to do with him.So, Chu Huainan took the picture back regardless of the cost.

I thought it would definitely not be necessary, but today Shen Ting came. He suddenly saw this pair of cups on the antique rack, and fetched them to pour tea on a whim.

Pan Xiaozhu was holding the beautiful crystal glass, his eyes were on the "couple cup" of Shen Ting and Chu Huainan.In the end, she couldn't keep her mouth shut, and asked jokingly, "Mr. Chu, why are there still differential treatment? Why is Team Shen's cups different from ours?"

Opening your eyes and telling lies is an essential skill for capitalists.

Chu Huainan smiled: "There are not enough cups."

Pan Xiaozhu glanced at the rows of glasses in the glass cabinet, well, those are not glasses, they are works of art.

When Chu Huainan came, Wen Di, Chen Cong, and Jiang Zhi, who were quite at ease, were a little cautious.

Chu Huainan had long noticed that the attitudes of these three people towards him were a bit strange, in short, it was not natural.

Among the three, being Wendi is the most unbearable thing.

From his mouth, Chu Huainan easily asked the reason for their unnatural attitude.

The young policeman complained to him angrily, "Brother Chu, that lesbian in the team spread rumors that a rich second generation like you would join us for an impure purpose."

Thinking of Pan Xiaozhu's nympho, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "She also said that you paid your money, worked hard and dedicated yourself because you liked our Shen team! Isn't this treating a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart! I I almost got into a quarrel with her. The matter between you and Captain Shen is purely a mission requirement, it’s a smoke bomb for cover! She said that eyes can’t deceive people, isn’t this nonsense? I think so, you have It’s still an opportunity to clarify, so that this word won’t reach Team Shen’s ears, and if he misunderstood, you two will be embarrassed.”

In fact, where would be embarrassing.

It would be embarrassing if Shen Ting still misunderstood that he had no thoughts about him.

As the saying goes, rumors stop at the wise, but it is actually quite contrary to one’s will, and clarification is sometimes necessary.

He was thinking about this when Shen Ting stood up and went to the bathroom.

Therefore, Chu Huainan took this opportunity to publicly clarify to several other colleagues who were spreading rumors.

He said: "I heard that recently someone made a rumor that I am a rich second generation? So I have to refute the rumor. I am not a rich second generation. Far South is my great-grandfather's property, and it has been passed down to me for four generations."

Throwing bricks to attract jade, the focus is on the back.

"There are also rumors that I like Shen Ting. I have to clarify this too. This is not a rumor, it is true."

Hearing this, Pan Xiaozhu crumpled the file in his hand.

Chen Cong and Wen Di were both dumbfounded.

Even Jiang Zhi, who is usually the calmest, can fit an egg in his mouth.

"Does Captain Shen know?" Pan Xiaozhu asked.

"know."

"Then what did he say?"

Before Chu Huainan could answer, Shen Ting had already come out of the bathroom.

Seeing the complete silence in the living room, five pairs of eyes including Chu Huainan were staring at him firmly, he couldn't help wondering: "What's wrong?"

Chu Huainan answered Pan Xiaozhu's question tactfully using the metaphor of a sick plum.

"Oh, we were talking about Gong Zizhen once said that plum blossoms are beautiful when they are straight, but they are not beautiful when they are straight. It can be seen that even the ancients told you not to be too straight, because straightness is vulnerable."

Pan Xiaozhu was stunned for three seconds, and then said it made sense after he realized it.

Shen Ting only felt that he was stealing goods by beating around the bush, which was very shameless.

The other three pairs of eyes specialized in criminal investigation made him panic.

He turned his head and asked, "Why are you staring at me?"

Wendy: Ah!How can I be so stupid!Team Shen put several bandages on the arteries in his neck, and I'm still wondering how he hurt his neck!Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that what's under the bandage isn't a wound at all!

Chen Cong: To be able to achieve this level for the task is indeed the ear of Yanjing Public Security University.I'm... ashamed, ashamed.

Jiang Zhi: I didn't observe carefully, and I didn't discover it earlier. This is all my fault.

Shen Ting sat down and made a new round of deployment for the subsequent task arrangement.

Veron hit a snag with him, but he certainly wouldn't give up.

After hanging him for a while longer, it is almost time to close the net.

As for the diary and the Whisper that specially sent it here, we will deal with it one by one after Veron is taken care of.

……

Before Mu Mingsheng left the country, he received another email.

The email address showed that the email came from Chen Feng, who had been dead for a long time.

Wandering on the edge of darkness, the dirty true face will never see the light of day.And the lost co-conspirators will meet one day in hell.Looking forward to seeing you again, my partner.

At the other end of the screen, Lin Youban gently closed the computer.

Perhaps somewhere, he was blessed by the victims.

Everything that happened back then has come to light in his eyes.

Therefore, while clearing himself of the suspicion of being Whisper, he also deliberately led the police to investigate Mu Mingsheng.

Because as long as the investigation continues along Mu Mingsheng's line, that someone hiding in the dark will definitely be forced to stand in the sun and accept a late trial.

When receiving this email, Mu Mingsheng was visiting an acquaintance in a mental hospital.

He may be away for a long time, so he came to say goodbye to old friends who couldn't let go.

In the mandatory isolation ward, the patient sitting in the corner was silent. He was tall but very thin. His broad shoulders were slightly curled forward because of his thinness, making him look even more listless. His hair grew so long that it almost covered his eyes.

He didn't seem to have any offensive power at all, but he was kept in a single ward with the highest level of danger all year round.

Refuse to visit and cannot go out.

There are four walls in the room, and only a very large bed is placed against the wall.

There are not even tables and chairs in the house, and even the vases on the bedside table are made of metal.The hospital has tried its best to be comprehensive, hoping to prevent any possibility of suicide in the ward.

Mu Mingsheng glanced at the phone screen, and put the phone away very indifferently.The expression on his face was as cold as ice, and his eyes fell on the badge pinned to the front of the hospital gown.

It was a very small acrylic breastplate.

The man who had always looked indifferent frowned slightly.

"Replace it." He pointed to the badge.

The dean nodded and bowed to him with a smile on his face, and stepped forward to take a look at the badge.Seeing the patient's name on the badge, the dean's face darkened, and he said to the special nurse beside him, "What's going on? Didn't you tell me? His name is not allowed in the hospital!"

"But..." Several special nurses hired to take care of this patient looked at each other in blank dismay.It took a long time before someone whispered, "I don't care if you call him a code name, and not long ago, some leaders from the city came down to check it. Now the procedures in the inpatient pharmacy are more standardized, and the sedatives can only be dispensed with the patient's badge."

The dean was furious: "I want to come to me directly after dispensing the medicine! Are you new here? You don't know the rules of more than ten years!"

Mu Mingsheng stood in the middle of the room like a piece of ice without temperature, exuding a sense of oppression that could not be ignored.

He looked down at the group of ostentatious fools with contempt.

What he cared about was not the name, but the pin on the back of the badge that was used to secure it.

He went over and tried to pluck it off the patient himself.

But the person sitting in the corner seemed to be very afraid of him. When he stretched out his hand at him, he shrank back obviously.

Others felt that he was afraid of him.

But only Mu Mingsheng knew that it was not fear, but disgust.

He took off the badge and threw it on the face of the obedient dean, the tip of the raised pin scratched the dean's forehead, and tiny drops of blood oozed out immediately.But the dean didn't realize it, and apologized to him with a stiff body.

Mu Mingsheng interrupted him forcefully and coldly: "Sharp metal shouldn't appear here, don't let me see it and there will be another time."

The dean immediately thought of the previous vice president who had been dead for many years.

His death was once thought to be related to the patients in this ward who almost succeeded in committing suicide.

Thinking of Mu Mingsheng's cold and stern expression on this patient who was closely monitored as if he was in prison when he was declared critically ill, the dean's cold sweat immediately dripped down his forehead.

"Yes! I promise you with my life that there will never be a next time."

Mu Mingsheng nodded: "You only have one life."

"Yes!"

The strong and violent man turned his head to leave, but the patient who had been sitting in the corner suddenly spoke, his hoarse voice was like a dusty gold stone.

"Mu Mingsheng, what's the point of this? Do we have to waste time like this?" He opened his mouth in an awkward silence, and said word by word: "You let me die."

Mu Mingsheng, who was catching the plane, turned his face and glanced at him, a crack appeared on the indifferent mask, and then slowly closed like a tide, and finally it fit perfectly.

He said coldly: "You take good care of your illness." He pushed the door open and left.

But since no one can wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, who can heal a disease that he has never had?