heart poison

The spring in Shacheng is khaki, and the high sky is covered with dust, casting gloomy and gray shadows.

The dust on the desert camouflage can't be washed clean. It is the color of desert rocks. When covered with sand and soil and sweating profusely, people can blend into the gray and brown world.

Only the flames of war and blood are bright.

The flames lingered in the dark night, the sound of gunfire and explosions shook the ground under your feet, and blood gushed out from the camouflage with warm blood. It was obviously the most dazzling color, but it dyed the sand and gravel under you into an extremely oppressive black .

The loud sound of the large-caliber sniper rifle tearing the night sky almost shattered the eardrums, and the hearing protectors have long since disappeared. The feeling of being temporarily deaf is like being suddenly thrown out of the original world by an irresistible force, leaving only the shocking The humming sound of a splitting headache, all commands and calls can no longer be heard.

But the weak whisper of a person was so distinct, like a pair of big hands, pulling him back fiercely.

"Hua Chong... Hua Chong..."

With a start, he ran towards the source of the sound.

The wind whistled in his ears, and severe pain came from his legs—the muscles there had been torn at some point, and the blood glued the flesh and the camouflage together. He clenched his teeth, resisting the pain, hating himself for not being able to run faster.

Late, still late.

The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared in the strong wind with a strong smell of blood and gunpowder smoke, just like the life of that person who had come to an end.

He knelt down, unaware that the sharp stone was poked on his knee.

The warm liquid flowed over his face, he raised his bloody and sandy hand, wiped it heavily, then bent down as if he couldn't hold it anymore, and beat the rough with trembling fists one after another. Dirty earth.

The blood and tears gathered together, and it was unknown whether the tears had diluted the blood, or the blood had drowned the tears.

In the field of vision, there are gunpowder smoke covering the sky and the sun, and sand falling like rain.

??

Hua Chong wakes up from a real dream, his almost out-of-focus eyes are wide open, staring blankly at a place in the darkness, his mind goes blank until his consciousness gradually comes together.

Cold sweat slid across the cheeks and neck, as if the touch of blood back then.

He let out a long breath, put his hands on his forehead, and his palms touched his eyelids, where it was abnormally hot, the temperature after tears.

But there were no tears in the corners of his eyes.

I probably cried in my dream, and my body in reality will also respond.

For a moment, he raised his head, raised his neck, closed his scorching eyes, and punched his chest three times with his right hand.

There was no pain in the chest, but the pain in the head was severe.

He pressed his temples hard, did not turn on the light, wanted to drink some water, and groped around on the bedside table, only to find that there was no water glass.

Throat was unbearably dry, like a mouthful of sand.He had to get out of bed and walk out of the bedroom.

I have lived alone for a long time, and I have never had the habit of putting a glass of water by the bed before going to bed. I wake up thirsty in the middle of the night, or I can’t bear to continue to sleep. Drinkable water.

As soon as I walked out of the bedroom, I kicked a soft object.Looking down, it was the kennel that was just taken out of the closet at night.

Erwa lived with Xu Kan for a while and will be back soon.

He raised his foot to push the kennel away, and continued to walk towards the kitchen.

The usually empty refrigerator was half full, with snacks and ingredients that could last about a week.The cold room was brightly lit, and he squinted his eyes. After a while, he took out a bottle of iced Coke, drank half of it in one go, then covered it and threw it back.

It was almost morning, but it was still dark outside the window.The weather has cooled down recently, and the sky is getting brighter late. If you don't look at the time, you might think it's still late at night.

He didn't close the refrigerator door immediately, leaving a palm-width slit, leaning against the refrigerator wall in a daze.

The drowsiness is gone, but the spirit is not very good, and the brain is not sober. The head still hurts, but it is not as severe as when I just woke up.

Headaches are an old problem.The conditions on the northwest border are difficult, the tasks are arduous, and the pressure is even greater than ordinary police can imagine.It's not the pressure of work, salary, or relationship, but the pressure of life itself.

Life or death is the test you will face every time you go out on a mission.

In the past few years since he came back, occasionally when he was faced with a serious case that was extremely difficult to solve, he would have a headache that was about to explode.Chen Zheng and Han Qu took him to see a doctor, and the examination results were all normal.Chen Zheng joked, saying that you must be using your brain too much.He didn't bother to argue, so he just used his brain too much.

But actually, that's a psychological reaction to stress.

Witnessed death, killed, nearly killed, he was more sensitive to death than many.Serious cases always involved strange deaths, and those victims—whether they deserved to die or not, whether they died in extreme pain or painless—often stimulated his nerves.

Fortunately, I am used to the old problem of headache.

He leaned against the refrigerator for a while, closed the refrigerator door, and walked to the balcony.

I have handled three cases in a row, and I have no time to take care of the flowers and plants at home, and several pots have died.

I used to joke with Liu Zhiqin, saying that raising flowers and weeds is better than serving pets. When flowers die, they just die and just throw them away, but pets can't do it. When they die, they have to cry a few tears, which is troublesome.

But now, the flowers and plants that have been raised for a long time are really dead, and I still feel a little bit reluctant.

It's a pity that he really doesn't have much research on flowers and plants, he only knows how to buy them in the market, and he doesn't have to memorize the names when he asks them, and he forgets them when he comes back.

"Hey." Sighing, he bent down, pulled out the dead branches and vines from the flowerpot, and threw them into the garbage bag, and his heart hurt a lot.Then I watered the surviving plants, poured nutrients, and cleaned the empty balcony.

After doing all this, the sky finally dawned, the air was dry and crisp, and there was a sense of depression unique to autumn.

He stretched himself and went back to the bedroom.

The morning light was shining on the bay window, and the oversized doll bear was looking at him cheerfully.

In his memory, the appearance of the 11-year-old girl was a little blurry. He couldn't see her clearly. He only remembered her helpless eyes after being hurt, and the corners of her lips curved after recovering.

She was unlucky. She was played wantonly by a group of underage scum. Although her body was fine, her mind suffered great damage.

But compared with other children, she is undoubtedly lucky-her parents have taken good care of her, and she herself is strong enough to come out of the shadows.

What the injury gave her was strength.

The same little girl, Wang Xiangmei, Zhang Dandan, and Chen Yun are far less lucky than her.Wang Xiangmei and Zhang Dandan are dead, their bodies are either intact or ravaged, and they will never exist in this world again.It doesn't matter to them whether the murderer gets the punishment he deserves, and their last memories are pain, despair, loneliness, and maybe the executioner's face.

As for Chen Yun...

Chen Yun was luckier than Wang Xiangmei and Zhang Dandan. She was rescued at the last moment, and she still has a bright future to look forward to.But the police can save her, but it may not necessarily make her grow up "normally".

She has to go back to her family. Maybe Chen Guangxiao and He Xiaomiao can realize their mistakes, maybe they can't. In the end, life will return to the original track.

The influence of the family on people is enormous and indelible.Some wealthy and rational parents take their children for a drive every weekend, telling interesting stories on the way, and setting an example to clean up the fallen rubbish; Cheering happily for a seat, it seems that grabbing a seat is a great blessing.

Two completely different living environments, two completely different parents, how can it be possible for children to have the same conduct and vision?

Chen Yun was rescued, but no one can tell what Chen Yun's future will be like.

The longer you stay in the serious crime team, the greater the sense of gap.

Serious crime police can indeed do things that many people can't - detect major murder cases that have not been solved for many years, catch insane serial killers, and rescue victims whose lives are hanging by a thread.

But in fact, irreparable damage has already been done in any case that requires the serious crime team to take action.In the future, the impact of those injuries on those involved will not be eliminated because the murder case is solved.

After all, the police are not supernatural saviors, but they must always play the role of saviors.

Hua Chong shakes off the quilt and folds it.

The habit of folding quilts was developed during the two years of supporting anti-terrorism.Living with the border guards, he also learned how to do soldiers, and he didn't bother to change after he came back.Although the quilt at home is too fluffy to be folded into tofu cubes, it still needs to be folded, and it always feels wrong to spread it loosely on the bed.

It was getting late, and the sound of a car dealer came from the neighborhood.Hua Chong then turned on the lights at home, took out a few eggs, and prepared to make breakfast.

After a while, Liu Zhiqin will come, have breakfast together, and then go out.

Today is the day to "repay the sweater". He washed and damaged Liu Zhiqin's sweater coat in a frizzy manner, so it would be unreasonable not to pay for one.

The washed sweater is already his. It is very comfortable to wear next to the body without any pungent feeling. It is fluffy and soft. I don’t know if it is a psychological effect. He always feels that wearing it is more comfortable than serious home clothes. suitable.

The oily smoke rises from the frying pan, and the sound of "呲呲" is especially loud in the early morning.He poured the beaten egg in and took a quick step back.

Last time Liu Zhiqin stood aside and watched him fry eggs, and said with a smile: "Your movements are too neat."

"It hurts when the oil splashes on your hands." Holding the spatula, he carefully turned over the eggs.

"I'll come." Liu Zhiqin approached, took the spatula away, stood by the stove, and ordered while frying, "Help me wash two dishes."

There was only one place where the spatula could be held, and when Liu Zhiqin touched his hand, a drop of oil splashed up and landed on the back of his hand.

hot!

He touched the place where the oil was splashed, but found that the burning sensation came from another place.

After taking out the plate, he rushed his hands along the way, shaking the water too much, a few drops of water spilled into the pot, the hot oil met the water, and the splash was so violent that Liu Zhiqin quickly avoided it, but was still caught by the oil. After splashing several times, the back of his hand quickly turned red.

"Hey..." Hua Chong immediately turned on the faucet, "My fault, my fault, hurry up!"

The oil in the pan was still splashing, and the sound overlapped with the splashing water in the pool. It was obviously noisy, but it was not disturbing at all.

Liu Zhiqin laughed while rushing, "Staying in the kitchen with you is more risky than I imagined."

The sound of "呲呲" brought Hua Chong back from his memories to reality. The room was filled with the smell of oil and eggs. After a few seconds of distraction, one side of the egg was burnt. He poked it twice with a spatula to see if it was particularly burnt. , Then pick it up and put it in a bowl, and continue to fry the rest.

While frying the last egg, there was a knock on the door outside, neither urgent nor loud, just like Liu Zhiqin.

"Here we come!" He turned off the fire, ran to the living room with his slippers, and found the slippers while opening the door.

But the door opened, but it wasn't Liu Zhiqin standing outside.

Property Management Xiaowang shook the QR code with a smile: "I will collect the property management fee for this quarter."

Hua Chong went back to the house to get his phone, scanned the QR code and asked, "Why so early?"

"It's getting late, it's been a few days."

"I mean, why are you guys working so early?"

"Hey, there is no way. You all go out early and return late. You can't find anyone during the day, and you don't come back at night. Only in the morning are there people at home."

After Hua Chong paid the fee, when the door was closing, he caught sight of Xiao Wang knocking on the opposite door.

It wasn't Liu Zhiqin who I saw early in the morning, so I was a little disappointed.

??

At this time, Liu Zhiqin was sitting by the workbench, with one hand resting on his forehead, staring at the computer screen with deep eyes.

Just now, the defense system he wrote himself issued an alarm—someone is invading.

He immediately became alert and activated several tracking and deciphering programs, but the other party just left a message in a hurry: Do you know Lin Xiaofei?

It's that hacker!Xiaohuan, Fu Xuhuan!

Liu Zhiqin immediately came to his senses and responded quickly, but the other party remained silent.And the tracking program quickly sends back feedback—the IP of the intruder has been captured.

Liu Zhiqin looked at the IP address, frowned, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Fu Xuhuan has returned to his country, and he is actually in Zongsheng Zecheng at this very moment!

But what surprised him the most was not Fu Xuhuan's sudden return to China, but the fact that the other party easily exposed his real IP.

He has followed Fu Xuhuan twice on the Internet, and has been paying close attention to the other party's movements since then, but found nothing.He is very aware of this young man's ability in anti-tracking.But now, Fu Xuhuan directly "shared" the location with him.

There is only one explanation for this. Fu Xuhuan saw "Xiaohuan" next to "Fengfei 78" on the cover of "The Shining Place of Eternal Night".

Taking the risk of being arrested and returning home, Fu Xuhuan must have wanted to know why his name was listed alongside Lin Xiaofei's pen name.

Has Fu Xuhuan got that letter?

With the light of the display screen reflected in his eyes, Liu Zhiqin felt a little conflicted.The case had already been handed over to the Special Operations Team, and it was no longer under the control of the Los Angeles City Bureau. Now that Fu Xuhuan suddenly appeared in the place where he and Lin Xiaofei lived together, it was the best chance to control it.

Should Shen Xun be notified?Or act like you don’t know anything?

He closed his eyes, his temples throbbing non-stop.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang, and the word "Hua Chong" was shining brightly.

His heart lightened suddenly, and his frowning brows relaxed quietly. He picked up the phone, and before he could speak, he heard a familiar voice.

"Are you up?" Hua Chong asked.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the light outside the window with empty eyes, "Get up."

"Then come here quickly. My eggs are all fried, and they won't taste good if they get cold."

"Fried eggs again?"

"Tired of eating? I can only do this."

"No." He smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of oil?"

"I have to fry even if I'm afraid of oil, otherwise what would I eat?"

He thought about Hua Chong's appearance when he was frying eggs, and he couldn't help feeling much more relieved, "Okay, wait for me for a few minutes. I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the computer again, then found a number on the phone and dialed it.

Shen Xun's voice was full of drowsiness, as soon as he heard it, he was still asleep.

"Fu Xuhuan is in Zecheng." Liu Zhiqin said, "I've told you the news, what to do next, you special operations team can make up your own mind."

Even if he was woken up in his sleep, Shen Xun maintained his usual demeanor, even the surprise was everywhere.

Liu Zhiqin didn't ask "what do you want to do" explicitly - he thought that even if Shen Xun didn't say anything, he could hear the direction from the other party's tone.

However, the cunning fox only said to him: "Thank you, I see."

Instead, I vaguely heard Le Ran shouting: "Fuck! Is it true?"

After finishing the call, he felt a little speechless and picked up the blanket that had fallen on the floor, closed the door and went downstairs after tidying up.

??

"Fu Xuhuan is back?" Hua Chongdu was more responsive than Shen Xun, and stopped stuffing fried eggs into buckwheat buns.

"I don't know why he contacted me." Liu Zhiqin held a steamed bun with a fried egg in it, "He didn't move at all when he came back, the special operations team has so many cases at hand, maybe they didn't notice him at all." Whereabouts. He must have come back because of the signature on the book. He asked Lin Xiaofei's mother why his name was on "The Shining Place of Eternal Night". But he contacted me deliberately and directly exposed his IP to me. What is this for?"

"He may have seen the letter Lin Xiaofei left for him." Hua Chong sighed, "Knowing that Lin Xiaofei was not defeated by cyber violence, but only lost to the disease, I don't know how he feels."

"He wants to surrender?" Liu Zhiqin said.

"He may still be hesitating. But it might be a relief for him to surrender himself." Hua Chong finally wrapped up his steamed bun and fried egg, took a bite, and his eyes lit up, "The frying is good, the tenderness is moderate, last time too old."

"You said the same thing last time." Liu Zhiqin smiled, "Last time you said you were too young, and last time you said you were too old."

"Stop, stop!" Hua Chong quickly interrupted, "You mean that I actually cook really badly every time, and then belittle the past self to praise the present self?"

"I mean you've been frying well, but always be humble when it comes to your past self."

Hua Chong blinked, suddenly feeling that he was being teased quite seriously.

He coughed twice and looked away, "What did you say just now? How will Shen Xun and the others deal with this matter?"

"It's really hard to deal with." Liu Zhiqin shook his head, "Fu Xuhuan didn't kill anyone, he just abetted the murder, the murderer wasn't him, it's very difficult to obtain evidence, and his identity is also very special."

"Captain Shen didn't tell you anything?"

"Him? He's so smart that he can't talk."

"Then you'll find out after reading the bulletin." Hua Chong gnawed the steamed buns a few times, "It's not something we can control anyway."

Liu Zhiqin nodded, his eyes fell on the sweater thrown by the sofa.

Hua Chong followed his line of sight and saw the sweater, "Hurry up and eat, first go pick up Erwa home, and then go buy clothes for you."

"Really sorry?"

"Tsk, aren't you talking nonsense? It's rare to catch up with the rest. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop. Although Zou Mei's case has been handed over to the provincial department, we may need our cooperation in the follow-up, and you won't be free for a few days."

Hearing Hua Chong mention Zou Mei, Liu Zhiqin frowned.

When Zou Mei's body was found on the outskirts of the city that day, everyone was very upset.The clue of the sevoflurane sales channel was completely cut off because of her death. Wang Xiangmei's parents would never wait for the day when she was sentenced.

The back of her heart was pierced by a 5.8mm bullet, and there were no other injuries on her body.I do not know because of guns or other reasons, the case was taken over by the provincial department.Chen Zheng didn't fight for anything, he just patted Hua Chong on the shoulder, and said softly: "It's okay, everyone has been exhausted during this time, and I think you will all be overdrawn if we continue to check. Take a good rest, give me a break." I'll come back with enough energy."

Talking about the case on the rest day would be a spoiler, Liu Zhiqin put aside the doubts in his mind, "I'm done eating."

"Then help me tidy up." Hua Chong pointed to the dishes on the table, "I'm going to change clothes."

It was quite natural to say this, but after thinking about it, I feel that it is too impolite.

Hua Chong changed into his motorcycle outfit and stared blankly in front of the mirror, the more he thought about it, the more his ears became hot.

After Liu Zhiqin cleared the table and washed the dishes, seeing that the bedroom was quiet for a long time, he called out, "Flower team?"

"Ah?" Hua Chong came back to his senses, patted his forehead, and the moment he pushed the door out, he met Liu Zhiqin's eyes.

"You..." Liu Zhiqin raised an eyebrow inadvertently, and said uncertainly, "Today, take my car?"

His car is a motorcycle.

"I want to pick up my second child, how can I take your car?" Hua Chong said, "Drive my car."

"Then you dress like this?"

"What's the matter?" Hua Chong looked down. This suit was a birthday present from some old brothers of the special police detachment last year. It is said that they bought it from somewhere, and the price is not low.He put it in the closet after trying it on for a while, and this was the first time he wore it to go out.

Brother Xiaoliu's expression, isn't it good-looking?

Nope.He half-opened his arms and looked at it for a long time, feeling pretty good about himself.

"It's the first time I see you dressed like this." Liu Zhiqin smiled, "It's quite fresh."

"Handsome?" Hua Chong tugged at his collar.

"Handsome." Liu Zhiqin said with a thumbs up.

"That's fine." Hua Chong breathed a sigh of relief, and threw the keys, mobile phone and wallet into the backpack that matched the clothes, "Let's go."

"How about we still ride motorcycles?" Liu Zhiqin suggested on the way to the garage.

"You ride in front, and I'll hold Erwa in the back?" Hua Chong quit, "That won't work, Erwa is so timid, and Xu Kan has fed her into a pig again recently, so I can't hug her."

"No." Liu Zhiqin explained: "Let's drive to pick it up first, and then ride a motorcycle to buy... to pay for clothes."

"You also have a motorcycle outfit?"

"Of course there is."

Hua Chongle said, "Say it sooner!"

Two hours later, Erwa, who finally came home, excitedly picked up the leash, thinking that the owner was going to take it out for a walk, but Hua Chong just squatted down and rubbed its head vigorously, "Good boy, take a good look at the house, don't you?" Eat the flowers on the balcony."