Haicheng Criminal Investigation Bureau

"Then Xiyu wants to listen too, okay?" He blinked his big eyes and stared at Heng Jiu, his cuteness was irresistible.

Hengjiu smiled, lowered his eyes to block the flashing look in his eyes, and nodded, "Of course, Xiyu, let's listen too!" As he spoke, he stared at Xiyu's eyes, and there was a brilliant stream of light in his eyes Flashed, "But you have to be quiet when listening to the piano, Xiyu can't talk!"

"(^o^)/Wow! Great, Xiyu has never heard Sanliu play the piano, Xiyu be good, Sanliu don't worry."

The little guy happily dragged Tu Su to the piano room, followed behind him for a long time and looked at his happy appearance, with a flash of brilliance in his smiling eyebrows and eyes.

As soon as they entered the piano room, they could smell a very fresh and unique fragrance floating in the air.

"It smells so good!" The little guy sniffed his nose.

Heng Jiu smiled and pushed him down on a single sofa, and said, "This is the scent of lavender, does Xiyu like it?"

"I like it." The little guy nodded.

Heng Jiu smiled, let Tu Su sit on another single sofa, and then sat down in front of the piano himself, and lifted the lid.

"It's time to start!" He turned his head and said to the two of them.

Tu Su and Xiyu nodded obediently, leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa chair, and gently closed their eyes.

The long-lasting sound of the piano has a melodious and delicate melody, which is different from any kind of tune, and is full of a very magical magic.When his fingertips hopped nimbly on the black and white keys, sections of melodious melodies slowly flowed out from the piano and flowed down the eardrums into people's hearts.

Tu Su and Xiyu felt that a picture suddenly appeared in their minds: the warm spring breeze blows across the endless grassland, surrounded by colorful flowers, and the air carries a faint fragrance of flowers and green grass, which is comfortable and gentle, making people unable to help but think about it. Lie down on the grass and get a good night's sleep.

The piano music was played for about 15 minutes. When the sound of the piano stopped, the other two people in the room had already entered a sweet and peaceful dream.

Hengjiu stood up, walked slowly to Xiyu's side, stretched out his hand to probe his neck, and after confirming that he had fallen asleep, he turned around and walked to Tusu's side to sit down.

"Tu Su?" He bent down and whispered in his ear.

"Hmm!" The sleeping person uttered a simple dream.

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers next to Tu Su's ear. With a 'pop' sound, Tu Su's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened, but those eyes, which were originally clear and bright, were now like two black beads. Can't see any light.

"Baili Tusu!" he shouted.

"Yes."

And Tu Su closed his eyes again as if he heard some kind of order.

Seeing that the hypnosis had achieved its effect, Hengjiu smiled reassuringly, and then said, "Relax, listen to my voice. Does Tu Su know who I am?"

"Who is it?" Tu Su's voice was flat and blunt, just instinctively repeating other people's words.

"Yes, who am I?"

Under hypnosis, Tu Su tilted his head, as if he was thinking about this problem, and waited patiently for him to recall slowly.

After a while, Tu Su said, "You are Sanliu."

Hengjiu smiled, and said, "Yes, I am Sanliu, Tusu's friend. So don't be afraid, go with Sanliu, okay?"

"Okay." Tu Su in hypnosis was more docile than before.

Hengjiu held his hand, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Tu Su held Sanliu's hand, tell me what you see now?"

The held hand tightly held Hengjiu's palm, and Tu Su said: "The grass, the little flowers, the wind is so comfortable."

"What else?"

"Also..." Eyeballs rolled within the tightly closed eyelids, and a smile suddenly appeared on his expression, "I see senior brother."

"What's your brother like?"

"White sweater, dark purple jeans, and a light purple scarf."

"What is that brother doing?"

"Brother is laughing, sitting on the grass, smiling happily."

After thinking about it for a long time, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers next to Tu Su's ear again.

"Did Tu Su see that there is a door in front of Senior Brother, can Tu Su push it open?"

"Okay." Tu Su agreed, exerting a slight force on the hand held by Heng Jiu.

Heng Jiu took a look at his vigorous hand and asked, "What did Tu Su see behind the door?"

"Behind the door?" Tu Su paused, his expression suddenly became sad and depressed, "There is no senior brother behind the door."

Heng Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said: "Tu Su, don't worry, senior brother is waiting for you in front, Tu Su continues to move forward"

"it is good."

"What did Tu Su see again?"

Tu Su, who was leaning on the back of the sofa chair, shook his head twice, frowned and said: "I saw a lot of dead animals in the foster father's house, the glass was broken, the table fell on the ground, it was so messy."

Hengjiu simply drew the picture described by Tu Su with one hand, looked at the scene above, and suddenly remembered that after Tu Su fell ill for the first time, Ling Yue told him about Tu Su’s first stay at his adoptive father’s house, and he often fell ill. He always maliciously destroys things around him.

Heng Jiu shook Tu Su's hand, conveying warmth, and said, "Don't worry Tu Su, the little animal isn't dead, it's just asleep. Tu Su tidies things up, let's go to the bedroom and have a look, okay?"

"Okay." Tu Su nodded, and began to force his palms again. The two hands cooperated, as if they were packing things.

Afterwards, he became quiet again, and Heng Jiu raised his hand again and snapped his fingers next to his ear.

"Tu Su pushed open the bedroom door, is the room still the same?"

Suddenly, Tu Su, who was originally quiet and relaxed, suddenly became stiff and tense, with a very painful and forbearing expression on his face, shaking his head in different ways.

"No, I don't want it. This is the basement, not the adoptive father's house. No, uncle, I don't want to live here. Tu Su is afraid of the dark, so I don't want to live in the basement."

Hearing what he said, Heng Jiu frowned deeply, and hurriedly lowered his body and patted him reassuringly, "Don't worry, Tu Su, we don't live here, if we find the key, we can go back to foster father's house."

"key?"

"Yes, look for it. It's in this room. Have you seen the key?"

Tu Su shook his head back and forth, as if he was looking around the room, and then suddenly froze.

"What did you see?" Heng Jiu asked.

"A sword."

A strange color flashed in Hengjiu's eyes, he lowered his eyes and lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "What kind of sword?"

"The whole body is fiery red, the sword frame is flame-shaped, the sword body is long and thin, the center of the sword body is slightly blue-purple, and the overall shape is like a burning flame."

Chang Jiu's expression froze, "What is that?"

"That is……"

Tu Su frowned tightly, and the images in his mind began to become chaotic. Scenes of images that were so blurred that they could not be seen clearly flashed in front of his eyes, and gradually became clear one by one.

He saw himself, when he was five years old, when he was seven years old, when he was nine years old, he saw himself holding a short dagger, and someone was supporting him from behind, moving closer and closer...

'Little fool, if someone bullies you, you have to fight back.Only when you are strong can you protect yourself. '

"Ahhh..." Tu Su suddenly felt a splitting headache, and he shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of this painful feeling.

Hengjiu's eyes dimmed, and he moved closer to Tusu's ear and said, "Tusu, tell me, what is that sword?"

"Yes... yes..." Two forces were contending in Tu Su's mind. He felt that the name was about to come out of his mouth, but there was something firmly blocking the exit, preventing it from coming out.

"What is it?"

"I'm……"

At this moment, Xiyu who had been sleeping peacefully all this time suddenly woke up with a start.

"Susu!" The little guy opened his eyes covered in cold sweat.

After a long moment, the brilliant light in his eyes was instantly washed away.

He looked at Xiyu, then at Tu Su who was still struggling desperately, bit his lower lip and sighed helplessly, leaned close to Tu Su's ear, and said softly: "Tu Su, calm down, listen to me, 123 you just Come back, Sanliu is waiting for you in the piano room of the small building, don't be afraid."

"Three six!" Tu Su held onto Heng Jiu's hand tightly, his voice full of dependence.

Hengjiu smiled and said, "Come on, hold my hand, 1...2...3..."

'Snapped! He snapped his fingers in Tu Su's ear again, and Tu Su suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

"Susu." Xiyu who woke up rushed over and hugged him tightly, "Xiyu dreamed that you were taken away, Xiyu was afraid."

Tu Su, who had no memory of what happened just now, froze for a moment, looked at Xiyu who was about to cry with worry in his arms, couldn't help but smiled, "Don't worry, Xiyu, I'm fine."

Xiyu raised his head aggrievedly, looked at Hengjiu, "Sanliu, playing the piano is not good, let's stop listening, okay?"

Hengjiu smiled helplessly and sighed, nodded, "Okay, we won't listen, let's go out."

"Okay, Susu, go out quickly." As soon as he heard that he was going out, the little guy stood up immediately, pulled Tu Su and walked out.

Heng Jiu, who followed behind, looked at the treatment book that only partially recorded it, and sighed silently again.Walking out of the piano room, he saw Ling Yue looking at him full of expectations.

Helpless, he could only shake his head.

Ling Yue lowered his shoulders in disappointment. Although he didn't have great hopes, he still hoped that there would be a breakthrough in the treatment.

"Brother, it's getting late, let's go to work!" Tu Su, who was frightened by Xiyu's nightmare, held onto his arm tightly, looked at the clock on the wall, and realized that he was about to be late.

Just as Ling Yue wanted to persuade him to rest, Heng Jiu said first, "Tu Su, you didn't feel well yesterday, why don't you just rest for a day, and Xiyu is still at home today with another child, so you can't be left alone!"

Tu Su, who has always been conscientious and conscientious in his work, was a little reluctant to stay at home, but he turned his head and looked at Xiyu who was blinking and blinking, and finally nodded helplessly.

"All right!"

Seeing him compromise, Ling Yue and Heng Jiu both breathed a sigh of relief.

10

The canteen on the second floor of the Haicheng Criminal Investigation Division has always been an important place for unmarried people in the investigation department to solve their food and clothing problems. Except for some people in the city who have homes to return to, those big men who live in the collective dormitory behind the Investigation Section building, Three meals a day are settled here.Considering this situation, and considering everyone's workload and hard work, An Yichen has a fixed monthly expense for the cafeteria, which can definitely meet the dietary standards of four dishes, one soup, two meat and two vegetables for each meal. .

The breakfast in the restaurant is usually a buffet style, and the chefs will more or less prepare seven or eight side dishes, three or four types of pasta, and soup and porridge for everyone to choose from.Wenxuan Ziqian and others, who had been busy with the case for several days before, came to the restaurant early in the morning, prepared to have breakfast, and went up to continue investigating the case.

But they never expected that on this sunny autumn morning, they would see a strange phenomenon that has never happened in a hundred years.

"Why did I hear from Lueshang that he cooked a meal once before, and the result was simply horrible!" Li Xi leaned down and said in a low voice.

"It should be all right? I think Master Liu is still standing there. If something went wrong, he would have waved the frying spoon and yelled a long time ago?" Wenxuan glanced at the kitchen and analyzed.

"Who is he going to serve it to? Isn't he going to serve it as a test product for breakfast?" Li Xi is most worried about whether his stomach can survive until noon today.

"No way?" Ziqian was frightened by his guess, and was considering whether to skip breakfast directly.

At this moment, the side door of the restaurant's kitchen was pushed open, and a person came out with a food box.

"Morning! Zhiyuan!" Li Xi greeted politely, and the place covered by his hair was almost covered with cold sweat.

"morning."

Last night, he came back directly at Youdu Hotel. Second Master Ning, who had been busy for another morning today, felt very embarrassed to be seen coming out of the kitchen. He closed his eyes, said hello and quickly left the restaurant.

The three of Ziqian glanced at each other and said, "Isn't it for us?"

"Who is it for?" Wen Xuan pushed the big eyes on his face.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in their minds, and the three nodded with expressions of sudden realization.

"Boss!"

The section chief's office on the third floor was facing the elevator. Ning Zhiyuan, who was sneaking and hiding with a food box, knocked on the door and walked in.

An Yichen, who was studying the surveillance video of the gate of the banquet hall brought back from Youdu Hotel last night, looked up at the computer and looked at him, then returned his gaze to the computer screen.

"Where did you sleep last night?"

Ning Zhiyuan walked to the desk with the food box and put the things down.

"The lounge on the third floor."

"Didn't Ziqian and the others also work overtime last night?"

This Erye Ning is very clean, and he has very strict requirements on living under the same roof with others. Li Xi's group of rough guys are naturally not within his allowable range.

"They went back to the dormitory behind to sleep after working overtime." Second Master Ning put the things in his hand awkwardly on the desk and pushed them in that direction.

An Yichen looked at the lunch box and asked in confusion, "What is it?"

Second Master Ning turned his face away, not daring to look into An Yichen's deep eyes, and murmured: "Breakfast."

"Where did it come from?" An Yichen opened the lunch box, and there was only a piece of porridge, a deep-fried dough stick and a plate of pickles inside. He frowned, this didn't seem to be the dietary standard of the Investigation Section restaurant.

"I brought it from the cafeteria. I'll go eat. Ziqian and the others asked me to bring it to you." Second Master Ning always lied with confidence and blushed, without any technical content.

An Yichen looked at his red ears, sighed silently, took out the food and started to eat.

"Oh!" He frowned uncomfortably after taking a bite.

"What's wrong?" Second Master Ning, who was trembling at the moment, was taken aback after a busy morning.

An Yichen held up the spoonful of uneaten porridge in front of him, and said, "What's the matter with Master Liu's craftsmanship? The porridge is so unpalatable?"

"No way?" Second Master Ning leaned over in disbelief, without even thinking about it, he said, "I'm ready to taste it, can I still eat it?"

After finishing speaking, he immediately realized that something was wrong, looked up, and saw the man in front of him just looking at him leisurely, his eyes were full of insight into everything.

Knowing that he had been duped, Second Master Ning regretted so much, he bit his lower lip and took a step back.

"Didn't they call from the cafeteria?" An Yichen looked at him and asked knowingly.

"Ask again when you know." Second Master Ning was dissatisfied with being teased, and curled his lips awkwardly.

An Yichen smiled triumphantly, bowed his head and began to eat.Second Master Ning stood aside, looking at the bloodshot eyes and thick dark circles under his eyes, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Here, here you are." He took out a square medicine bag from his pocket and handed it over.

An Yichen, who was eating, glanced at the thing and said, "What is it?"

"Eye patch, apply it after eating. If you don't know it, you may think it's a new panda in the Haicheng Investigation Division." Second Master Ning curled his lips, turned and walked out.

"Stop." An Yichen called out.

"what?"

An Yichen, who had finished his breakfast neatly, got up and went to the couch in the office to lie down, "I can't see it myself, you apply it to me."

"I'm your servant!" The one who complained loudly was Second Master Ning who looked reluctant but still obediently walked over and sat beside him to tear the packing bag.

Where he couldn't see, An Yichen raised the corner of his mouth.