remain silent

After the anger passed, Han Chenxin quickly calmed down and realized that Sun Zheyang was talking nonsense.

And Sun Zheyang didn't continue to act. He put the towel on the shelf, turned around and walked outside, and said with a smile: "You believe it now? The prosecutor is so easy to trust others, I'm afraid you have done a lot of injustice." A false and wrongful case?"

Sun Zheyang smiled and tapped the corner of Han Chenxin's mouth with his wet fingers, walked past him and walked out of the bathroom.

Han Chenxin wanted to dodge at first, but it was inconvenient to move with his hands wrapped in bandages, and he couldn't escape Sun Zheyang's touch smoothly. He could only lift his movable left arm and wipe off the sun Zheyang left on his face. water.

Seeing Sun Zheyang standing beside the bed, reaching out to pick up the shirt and put it on, Han Chenxin said, "Is it interesting for you to say these words?"

Sun Zheyang looked at him, "Why is it boring? I think every word I say is interesting, but you, who watch TV online every day, have no interest in life. Do you think you are interesting?"

"It's none of your business," Han Chenxin said coldly, "but if you still want to live here, I hope you'd better be honest and stop telling lies."

Sun Zheyang stopped buttoning his buttons, and said to Han Chenxin: "Okay, I admit my mistake, I'm lying to you when I'm looking for a job and owe money, I really need some money urgently now, can I borrow it from you? "

Han Chenxin looked at him and said nothing.

"This time it's real," said Sun Zheyang, who hadn't finished buttoning his shirt, and his shirt was left open, exposing his chest and lower abdomen.

Han Chenxin didn't know which of his words were true and which were false. In fact, he was not a naive and easy-to-trust person like Sun Zheyang said. At least when he was handling a case, he could easily tell which suspect was which. Words are lying.But Sun Zheyang is different. He seems to be used to lying casually. He won't have any special movements, won't have a special tone, and won't even change his eyes, and it's often some little things that Han Chenxin doesn't think is necessary to lie. In fact, he might just be talking nonsense.

Han Chen felt a little bored, indeed he was bored. It was enough for him to face all kinds of suspects at work, but he really didn't want to go home and deal with such a dishonest Sun Zheyang.

Sun Zheyang looked at Han Chenxin's expressionless face and knew that the other party might be really angry. He sat down by the bed and said, "I'm going out tomorrow to find a job. It's good to guard the gate for others. I've made money." I will return it to you, I only need to borrow 300 yuan."

Han Chen looked at him coldly, "What are you doing?"

He was actually thinking about throwing the remaining money from Han Zhong to Sun Zheyang and telling him to move out immediately.

But before Sun Zheyang could answer, the phone rang, so he lowered his head and chose to answer the phone first.

The call was from Tan Zong, and as soon as he got through, he hurriedly said, "Brother Sun, I got what you asked for."

"Oh? So efficient?" Sun Zheyang was also slightly surprised.

Tan Zong said: "Do I dare not do my best to do what your grandson ordered?"

Sun Zheyang smiled and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll come to you now, where is it? A teahouse?"

"Don't go to the teahouse," Tan Zong said hastily, "make an appointment at another place, come quickly, I'll be waiting for you."

After talking about the agreed place, Sun Zheyang hung up the phone, raised his head and said to Han Chenxin, "This is what I borrowed the money for. I'm looking for someone to help me find something, clues about the real culprit who killed Zhu Xiaoyan."

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Sun Zheyang to talk about it.

"You should tell the police, not yourself."

Sun Zheyang stood up, fastened the remaining buttons slowly, and said, "If it is really useful to tell the police, I won't be imprisoned for a month. Do they believe me? Didn't the police officer follow me that day?" Did you say to be careful with me?"

Han Chenxin didn't refute. He also understood the police's position. For a case like Sun Zheyang's, if he was really the person in charge, he wouldn't believe Sun Zheyang's words, but would only judge based on the evidence.

Sun Zheyang put on his shirt, put on his coat, and said to Han Chenxin, "Let's go, let's go and see if I'm lying to you."

After finishing speaking, Sun Zheyang leaned in front of Han Chenxin and said, "But let's make it clear first, you have to lend me 300 yuan."

Han Chenxin took out 300 yuan from his wallet and handed it to Sun Zheyang.

Sun Zheyang took it over and said with a smile, "Good job."

Sun Zheyang took Han Chenxin out in the car to meet Tan Zong.

Along the way, Han Chenxin was silent and didn't speak, while Sun Zheyang was thinking about something and didn't talk to him much.

Tan Zongyue's location was a lively place in the city center. He hid in a small alley, looking a little sneaky as usual.

Sun Zheyang parked the car beside him, honked the horn, and said after lowering the window: "You look so sneaky, no police came to check you?"

Tan Zong was startled at first, but he felt relieved when he saw it was Sun Zheyang, and said, "Brother Sun, stop joking."

Then Tan Zong saw Han Chenxin sitting in the co-pilot, raised his head, and asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

"My brother," Sun Zheyang replied casually, "It's okay, did you bring anything?"

Tan Zong opened his jacket and took out a copied CD from it, "Don't say that I got the things you want."

Sun Zheyang laughed, threw him a cigarette, and brought the CD over, "Didn't you lie to me?"

"How dare I lie to you," Tan Zong smiled, "Give me ten guts and I wouldn't dare to trick you."

Sun Zheyang said: "I believe so."

After speaking, he took out 800 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Tan Zong, "I have agreed on the reward for you."

"Oh," Tan Zong quickly took it over, "Thank you, Brother Sun."

Sun Zheyang threw the CD onto Han Chenxin's lap, and while reversing the car, he said to Tan Zong, "Okay, I'm leaving."

Tan Zong waved his hand, "Brother Sun, go slowly."

The car backed out of the alley, Han Chenxin reached out to pick up the CD, and asked, "What is worth eight hundred?"

Sun Zheyang said: "Things are not important, the key is to find someone to help me steal it requires some technical content."

"Steal?" Han Chenxin said.

Sun Zheyang said: "Yes, are you going to call the police and arrest me?"

Han Chenxin put the CD in front of the windshield, "I'm not that boring."

Sun Zheyang said: "By the way, don't you have anything to ask me?"

"Ask what?" Han Chenxin said.

Sun Zheyang glanced at him, "For example, what evidence did I find? Who killed Zhu Xiaoyan?"

Han Chen leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "This is the job of the police."

Sun Zheyang snorted, "Aren't you a prosecutor?"

Han Chenxin said: "My job is to review evidence, and case investigation is not my job. I can transfer the evidence you collect to the police for you."

When Sun Zheyang heard this, he said with a half-smile, "It has nothing to do with you. This is how you civil servants waste taxpayers' money? What do you do every day when you go to work?"

Han Chenxin sat up slightly, "What did I do? Is it more meaningful than what you did?"

Sun Zheyang said: "Who knows? Don't think that I don't know that you are watching cartoons because you are wearing a headset and holding a laptop computer? How old are you, and you are still a prosecutor? How meaningful are you doing? Rescue society?"

Han Chenxin suddenly felt that he didn't want to stay with this person for a second longer. He wanted to tell Sun Zheyang to leave, but found that he couldn't drive in his current state, so he could only say, "Stop!"

Sun Zheyang was puzzled, "What's wrong?" He pulled over and stopped the car.

Han Chenxin immediately opened the door and got out of the car, closed the door without saying a word, and walked forward.

Sun Zheyang froze for a moment, pressed the window of the car, and slowly drove the car forward after Han Chenxin, "What are you doing?" He shouted loudly to Han Chenxin who was outside in the car.

Han Chen ignored him.

Sun Zheyang couldn't laugh or cry, "Are you sick? Are you still in the car?"

Han Chenxin turned around and cursed, "You are the only one who is sick."

Sun Zheyang said: "If you don't get in the car, I won't care about you? Find a way to go back by yourself!"

Han Chenxin ignored him again and just walked forward.

Sun Zheyang honked the horn and saw that he didn't respond, so he decided to leave him alone and stepped on the accelerator to drive forward.

But at this moment, Han Chenxin stopped.

Sun Zheyang also stopped beside him and said, "What's wrong? Figured it out?"

Han Chenxin kept looking ahead, and Sun Zheyang looked in the direction of his gaze, and saw two girls waiting for a red light at the crosswalk on the corner of the street, and one of them was actually Han Zixin.

Han Zixin was still wearing her school uniform, so it should be time for class, but the two girls stood on the side of the road leisurely, chatting while waiting for the red light, as if they were going shopping.

Han Chenxin walked towards them and patted Han Zixin on the shoulder from behind.

Han Zixin turned around, startled, and even yelled "Ah!", and then whispered, "Brother."

The girl beside her looked at Han Chenxin, pulled Han Zixin's sleeve excitedly, and asked in a low voice, "Your brother?"

Han Zixin nodded.

Han Chenxin asked, "Why are you here? Aren't you in class?"

"I—" Han Zixin turned pale.

At this time, Sun Zheyang drove the car next to them, looked at the two brothers and sisters who were confronting each other, honked the horn, and said, "Let's talk in the car."