After divorcing the male god

Fan Zhe intentionally killed Pan Xiaoqian, and the influence of public opinion was bad. He was finally sentenced to 20 years in prison. His mother Rao Li and college student Lu Qiang were also severely punished by the law.

Pull out the radish and bring out the mud. Fan Zhe's father, Fan Junhui, was exposed for taking bribes during his reign. On the day of Fan Zhe's arrest, Fan Junhui was taken away by the provincial discipline inspection committee at the executive meeting.

With the arrest of the main criminal suspect, the case of "female corpse in the toilet" that has been raging for more than half a month in Ningbei has finally been settled.

On the morning of the third day, Duan Jingsheng was supposed to report to his father's company.

Lin got up early in the morning and prepared a Western-style breakfast, including ham and egg sandwiches, toast bacon rolls, warm oat milk, and assorted fruit plates.

Duan Jingsheng woke up and was about to go downstairs to wash up when he heard the sound of ding ding dong dong coming from the kitchen downstairs. Duan Jingsheng hadn't heard this sound for a long time, the last time was when he was a child, the servant got up early to prepare breakfast.

Lin Duan yawned and walked out of the kitchen, took off the black-rimmed glasses he was accustomed to wearing, and rubbed his eyes, with a look of fatigue that had not yet woken up.

When Duan Jingsheng was staring at his messy top hair, Lin Duan noticed something, raised his head, and met Duan Jingsheng face to face from a distance, he grinned, with the signature Lin Wuxie smile: "Teacher, breakfast is ready!"

Duan Jingsheng's eyes fell on the somewhat sumptuous breakfast, he moved his lips, and finally said nothing, went downstairs to wash up and then sat down.

Duan Jingsheng bowed his head to eat, and Lin Duan secretly looked at him with the milk in his hand. Not to mention, no matter how many times he watched, Lin Duan felt that he couldn't get enough.

As expected of the ancient male god of the Municipal Bureau, Lin Duan sipped his milk and blinked his eyes with unscrupulous covetousness. Duan Jingsheng's profile was like a marble sculpture, handsome and handsome.

Time does not seem to be able to add signs of aging to him. On the contrary, due to sufficient exercise, Duan Jingsheng has always maintained an enviable inverted triangle figure; he bears the brunt of countless times of crisis and emergencies. Refining a calm and mature taste.

"What do you see me doing?" Duan Jingsheng asked abruptly without raising his head.

"Ah?" Lin Duan quickly lowered his head, his face flushed instantly, he unconsciously covered his hot ears, and muttered in a low voice, "Because you look good."

Duan Jingsheng raised his head and stared at him for a long time, his eyes were dark, and he said meaningfully: "You too."

"Huh?" Lin Duan didn't respond: "What?"

"It's pretty." Duan Jingsheng said casually. He put down the glass, took out a tissue to wipe off the milk stains on his lips, and stood up to get the cufflinks on the coffee table.

As if being shot in the heart by Cupid, Lin Duan was dizzy and sat on the spot for a long time without recalling it. It was not until Duan Jingsheng went to fetch the cuff that he jumped up quickly and stretched out Erkang's hand: "let's put it on." I come!"

Duan Jingsheng: "?"

Lin Duan rushed forward, pinching the cuff carefully to fasten Duan Jingsheng, then reluctantly let go, lowered his head and said, "Can I go to Tengjing with you to see it? Just to see it, and promise not to do anything else."

"No." Duan Jingsheng refused without thinking, "You are a forensic doctor, so you don't need to sell the house."

Lin Duan couldn't help but slander in his heart. Teacher Duan had a sense of humor, jokingly calling such a large family business a house sale.He grabbed the back of his head and stepped aside: "I just want to see where you will work in the future."

Duan Jingsheng lowered his gaze, condescended, and retorted coldly: "You go, it's not appropriate."

inappropriate?Lin Duan didn't understand what he meant. In fact, he had no other intentions, but just looked at it. That's right. After all, it belonged to the Duan family. This villa and one-third of the real estate in Ningbei City...are all from the Duan family. of.

An indescribable loss filled my heart.It is almost impossible for Lin Duan to change Duan Jingsheng's decision.

"Because you despise my...stinky body?" Lin Duan racked his brains and couldn't figure out why, but it's common for people to dislike him for his stinky body after working in the forensic medicine industry, not to mention that Duan Jingsheng also said he was stinky that night.

Duan Jingsheng walked past him, took off the sunglasses hanging on the coat rack, and replied flatly: "Because I don't want others to misunderstand our relationship."

"..." Lin Duan explained in vain: "They don't know that I'm gay, and, moreover, the city bureau thought we were friends..."

"Who gave you the illusion?" Duan Jingsheng interrupted him mercilessly, the man turned around, his eyes were piercingly cold, like thousands of skates piercing Lin Duan's body: "My friend?"

"Are you worthy?"

"Is your family worth hundreds of millions? Oh no, do you have a hundred thousand?"

"How many years have you been a police officer, and how many major cases have you handled?"

"Have you ever killed anyone? Have you dealt with criminals?"

"If it weren't for Qi Qing's kindness, your humble life could have been kept until now?"

A series of questioning like cannonballs, coupled with Duan Jingsheng's condescending sarcasm, is really sour.

Those indisputable facts mixed with Duan Jingsheng's cynicism, like acrid and foul-smelling dark red paint splashed all over Lin Duan's body, making him froze.

Lin Duan was ashamed and annoyed, he hesitated for a while and couldn't speak, he couldn't even think of a word to refute, his beautiful and delicate face was flushed bright red.

The young man lowered his head even lower, even shrunk his shoulders, as if he wanted to dig a hole to get in immediately, but he still stood on the ground and stood before Duan Jingsheng's eyes, bearing the verbal humiliation of the other party in disbelief.

After waiting for a long time, time stood still and everything was silent.

In front of Lin Duan was a sky-sinking darkness. He turned his head and looked out the window, thinking in a daze, no wonder the sky is so dark, it's going to rain.

"I can understand... PTSD," Lin Duan took a deep breath, trying to reason with Duan Jingsheng: "But I know what you said, so why..." So mean.

You are not such a person in memory.

"Lin Duan," Duan Jingsheng interrupted impatiently, "You are not worthy."

As if struck by lightning, Lin Duan was stunned.

The sound of "unworthy" repeated in his mind, and Xia Yuqian's terrible sweltering heat and low air pressure blocked his heart and lungs, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Lin Duan backed up and sat back on the sofa.

Duan Jingsheng's face was expressionless, his eyes were glued to him all the time, his palms were hot and sweaty, he happened to be in the entrance, so he bent over and put on brand new shiny moccasin shoes, so as to relieve the indescribable depression in his heart.

"I don't support idlers." Duan Jingsheng stopped looking at him: "You'd better go back to work in the Municipal Bureau as soon as possible, Lin Duan, don't forget, every day you live is to atone for the mistakes you made to Qi Qing."

"So...is it wrong for me to live?" Lin Duan asked dryly, enduring the pain and shame.

No one responded, and most of the time, giving was like a one-man show sung by Lin Duan alone.

The only one who answered him was the sound of Duan Jingsheng walking out of the porch and slamming on the anti-theft door, which was like the loudest slap on his face.

boom--

Lin Duan sat paralyzed on the sofa, hugged his bent legs with his arms, rested his forehead weakly on his knees, closed his eyes tightly, and curled up in a self-deceiving way.

For a long time, in the empty living room, there was only a long sigh, echoing faintly——

"Hey……"

Duan Jingsheng stood in front of the French windows outside the living room, the sofa was facing away from the window, and Lin Duan was facing away from him.

Duan Jingsheng wiped his face, but couldn't tell what emotion he was in. He just clenched his phone tightly and drew an "X" in the "Humiliation" column on the sticky note.Then, before Lin Duan turned around and found him, he turned and left.

Behind the utility pole, an unassuming Volkswagen Jetta lurked there for a long time.

The skills of the stalkers were obviously poor. They thought Duan Jingsheng wouldn't notice, but in fact, standing in front of the big window of the master bedroom on the second floor, and leaning slightly, they could see two men in black suits getting out of the car from time to time to smoke.

The two of them didn't seem to have expected that Duan Jingsheng would suddenly attack. The man in a suit and leather shoes who was about to get in the car rushed straight to the Jetta, and even before they started the car and fled, a baseball bat smashed the window of the car.

Duan Jingsheng's face was as heavy as iron, the two men were frightened, and they frantically turned the car key, Duan Jingsheng's devilish face appeared in front of the car window, full of viciousness and evil spirit: "He is about to remember, if I find you again Follow Lin Duan, then none of you HTCO's fish that slipped through the net will be able to escape."

After being a policeman for too long, his temperament has settled down. Even if he doesn't wear a police uniform, it can still scare the desperadoes with ulterior motives. They didn't even think that they had guns. But Duan Jingsheng was bare-handed, and the two of them looked ashen. disappear.

Duan Jingsheng turned his arms to flex his shoulder joints, casually threw the baseball bat into his yard, put his hands in his pockets, and fiddled with the car keys with the other.

For HTCO, Cats is also an important product of high confidentiality. Many of the confidential information may be stored in Cats. High-tech criminal organizations are not good at this point. Without technology and money, it is difficult to develop, so they need Cats Comeback.

But how did these people know that Cats was in Lin Duan's body?

Duan Jingsheng had no doubts that there were spies in the police station, and this person's position was not low.

The lightning operation wiped out most of HTCO's effective forces, but the main criminal leader ran away. However, the police found the body of the criminal leader after being shot in the jungle the next day.

Who can kill him before the police?

Only this spy.

Even Qi Qing, if it wasn't for the spies leaking the news, with Qi Qing's ability, it is absolutely impossible for the HTCO staff to discover his identity, and then be implanted with a chip and injected with a large amount of fentanyl.

Duan Jingsheng always knew what he wanted to do: bring Qi Qing back to life, find out the undercover agent who killed Qi Qing, bring everything back to the original point, and make up for the mistakes he made.

Only the heart is as hard as iron and cannot be shaken, even if Lin Duan has to be sacrificed on the way.

Duan Jingsheng settled his somewhat chaotic mind, and didn't dare to look back at the French windows in his living room. Maybe Lin Wuxie had already done his psychological work and restored himself to being an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, or maybe he was still sad.

But Lin Duan's thoughts have nothing to do with him.

Duan Jingsheng found the only photo in his phone with Qi Qing. In the photo, his friend's gentle smile was more dazzling than the most poisonous summer sun.

He put away his phone and turned to the garage.