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Although Qin Ang's house is located in the city center, but fortunately, it is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle. Several floors of greenery keep the hustle and bustle of the city far away. At night, the neighborhood is silent, with occasional stray dogs barking. , and the faint sound of wind.

Qin Ang opened the door and found a pair of shoes for Jiang Bai, who was looking depressed behind him, "Okay, it's good to live if you have some. What's your expression, you don't tell me your address, how do I know where you live? "

Jiang Bai snorted while changing his shoes, "It's as if you really have an idea to call me."

"I'm not afraid of waking you up." Qin Ang changed his shoes and went straight into the kitchen, "Sit whatever you want, I'll get you something to eat."

"Yo, can you cook?"

Qin Ang took out two packs of instant noodles from the refrigerator, "I'm sorry, but you are probably only disabled at level ten."

Jiang Bai, "..."

The smoker in the kitchen started to roar, the gas was turned on with a "pop", jumped out of the flame, the pot was put on, and after a while, the white gas curled up, jumped up to the ceiling of the kitchen, and surrounded Qin Ang.

Jiang Bai stood at the door of the kitchen with his arms folded and watched for a while, blinked his eyes a few times, and suddenly moved away, as if he couldn't see such a scene.

He exited the kitchen silently, and began to look around Qin Ang's house.The decoration of the house is actually very simple, and the style is mainly in cool tones, which just highlights the temperament of a mature man. The gray marble is spread all the way in the living room, leading directly to the balcony.Qin Ang usually doesn't have the habit of watching TV. There is some dust on the TV cabinet, and it looks like it hasn't been touched for a long time.

Jiang Bai's footsteps when he walked to the TV cabinet suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the two photo frames on one side.

One is a family portrait, standing grown-up Qin Ang wearing a police uniform, with sharp edges and corners, but gentle eyes, he is holding his mother with a friendly smile in the middle, and on the other side of the mother are three fathers who are also wearing police uniforms Qi Qi looked at the camera, and the tenderness that was revealed to his closest relatives from the bottom of his heart was consistent.

Jiang Bai looked at this photo and smiled softly.

And the other one is a group photo of the four of them - that is Qin Ang when he was still a teenager, his childishness has not completely faded, but he still has a sense of youth, the corners of his mouth almost reach the ears, and he smiles vigorously.He was holding the hand of a child who was only about 5 years old. The child pouted and looked at the camera shyly, his fingers were tightly hooked on Qin Ang's hand, and the other hand was placed on a clear and elegant on the man.

The man didn't look at the camera, but looked at the two children beside him with kind eyes.

Jiang Bai looked stunned, and raised his hand to touch the man's face, but when there was still half an inch away, his fingers paused, and then slowly bent down and retracted into a fist.

The light from the incandescent lamp above his head fell on him, as if casting a faint gleam on him, and there was an elongated shadow under his feet.Under the light, he took a deep breath, and looked at the child in the photo through a thin glass frame. His gaze seemed to pass through countless winds, frosts and years, and he suddenly met. Hold it tight.

Jiang Bai closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the turbulent emotions in his eyes were instantly suppressed.

"It's time to eat!" At this time, Qin Ang came out of the kitchen with noodles, busy arranging the chopsticks, and didn't notice Jiang Bai's strangeness, "Now this is the order, eat as you like, and I will cook for you tomorrow OK."

Jiang Bai took another deep look at the photo, then turned around, and habitually retorted, "You always say that, which time has it been realized."

These words are usually ridiculed, and there is no big problem, but Jiang Bai's strange emotions have not passed, and the words he said have a bit of a complaining tone, which means something different in this small kitchen.

Qin Ang also noticed it, he was stunned and looked up at Jiang Bai who was also a little stunned in place. The shape of the one-eyed dragon looked a little funny, but he was still handsome.The gentle light in the kitchen shone on him, making the edges and corners of his whole body soften a lot, and he felt a little weak in a serious illness.

Qin Ang's hard-hearted aunt, who would not soften her heart to the intern policewoman's aunt in the bureau, softened into a puddle of water inexplicably at the moment.He pushed more noodles in the direction of Jiang Bai, and his tone could not help but lighten, "I will definitely go next time, and I will do what I say."

Jiang Bai looked at him, looked away calmly, went straight to the dining table, opened the chair and sat down.

Qin Ang sat down opposite him, watched him take a mouthful of noodles, and suddenly asked nervously and expectantly, "How is it?"

Jiang Bai looked up at him, swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and commented unceremoniously, "It's delicious to cook casually."

Qin Ang, "..." Well, he forgot that this person has no conscience.

Jiang Bai changed his words with a smile, "It's delicious, Captain Qin is really different, he can go to the city bureau, he can go to the kitchen, really awesome!"

Qin Ang said expressionlessly, "Shut up!"

The night outside the window was dim, and the kitchen was lit with warm yellow lights. The two people at the dining table bickered and sucked noodles, and the occasional laughter filled the whole room.

For the first time the solitude of night was far from the house.

The next morning—

Just as Qin Ang slammed the car door at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau, Zhou Xiaoshou came running non-stop at the door, "Captain Qin, I made a major discovery... eh, Reporter Xiaojiang?!"

Zhou Xiaoshou watched Jiang Bai slowly get down from Qin Ang's car in amazement, his injured eye was completely bandaged, and the other eye was written with sleepiness.

Zhou Xiaoshu's first thought was, if I go, these two will live together? !so fast?

Before Zhou Xiaoshu could slow down, Jiang Bai walked around the car door and walked up to him, "Morning, Officer Xiao Zhou."

"Morning." Zhou Xiaoshu was awake for a few minutes before asking Jiang Bai nervously, "Reporter Xiao Jiang, are your eyes okay? It looks serious."

"Don't worry about it." Jiang Bai replied casually. He put his hand on the roof of the Land Rover and yawned.

"Why are you so sleepy?" Zhou Xiaoshu couldn't help asking seeing his sleepy look.

Jiang Bai came to his senses, glared at Qin Ang, who was beside him as if nothing had happened, and gritted his teeth, "Isn't there someone who brought me instant noodles that expired? How many times did I run to the toilet in one night!"

"Ah!" Zhou Xiaoshou looked at the two people without knowing why.

Qin Ang avoided Jiang Bai's resentful eyes, patted Zhou Xiaoshou on the shoulder, and changed the subject, "Okay! Get down to business!"

Only then did Zhou Xiaoshu remember his main purpose of looking for Qin Ang, "Oh, I made an unexpected discovery in the bar yesterday."

In the dim room, several people stood in front of the single-sided glass, looking at the people in the interrogation room together with serious and ugly faces.

Sitting in front of the interrogation table was a woman with disheveled hair. Because she hadn't slept all night, her eye circles were blue, and her eyes were deeply sunken, outlining a creepy face.

"What's the situation?" Qin Ang asked who had just entered the door.

Hu Yue said, "After the mission was over last night, I found this woman taking drugs in the bar. Zhou Xiaoshou brought her back to the bureau. But her drugs are a little different."

"What's the difference?"

Hu Yue took out a stack of photos from the table behind him and handed them to Qin Ang, "Just look at it and you'll know."

Qin Ang's pupils shrank suddenly when his eyes touched the things on the photo. The things on it were very familiar. They were the new products in Liu Ze's hands, and now they appeared here.

"It was found on her body," Hu Yue said, "It was supposed to be interrogated last night, but it turned out that I lost my mind last night, and now I'm still recovering."

"Okay, then I'll ask."

"Thorn-"

In the interrogation room, Qin Ang made a shrill sound as the chair under his hand was being pulled. He sat down without any image, and looked at the woman in front of him with his chin propped on his hands.

"Tao Han, 27 years old, an artist under Weihao Brokerage Company, and a famous actor, with more than 1000 million fans, do your fans know that you take drugs?"

Unlike the delicate makeup that appeared in front of the camera in the past, Tao Han can only be called embarrassed now. His eyeballs are covered with bloodshot eyes, his face is haggard and ugly, and there are scars on the cheeks on both sides that make many female stars frightened. Law lines.

Not long after the drug addiction was over, Tao Han's hands on the table twitched from time to time, and when he heard the word "fan", he suddenly slammed his fists on the table, "No, you can't blow me up!" Get out, you will ruin me like this, do you know that!!!"

Qin Ang raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Destroyed you? Didn't you ruin yourself? Don't you know what kind of crime is taking drugs in our country? Shall I read it to you?"

"I don't want to!" Tao Han yelled hysterically, digging out a long red mark on his arm with his nails, "Do you think I want to be contaminated with that damn thing? I was forced, I'm so stressed out! People are always harassing me, people are always swearing at me, I can't sleep all day and all night, and I just need to close my eyes to see a group of people standing in front of me and accusing me!! You know the kind Is it painful?!"

Qin Ang leaned forward sharply, and poked his fingers hard on the table, "Are you the only one who is stressed? Can you take drugs if you are stressed? If someone harasses you, call the police. If you have problems in your mind, go to a psychiatrist. What problem to solve, can everything be fine the next day after you take drugs?"

Tao Han smiled bitterly, "If I go to see a psychiatrist, believe it or not, the whole network will immediately know that I'm mentally ill."

"Oh, so you think that now that you're in the police station for taking drugs, those netizens won't know about it?"

"I..." Tao Han covered his face with his hands, and wept uncontrollably, the sobs came out intermittently from his palms, "I know it's wrong to take drugs, but I...I can't help it , I can't help it..."

Qin Ang leaned back in the chair and looked coldly at Tao Han who was emotionally broken.

A lot of interrogation is about skills. When a person collapses, he will be in an extremely vulnerable moment. It is easy to follow the path set by others, and it is much easier to use routines.

But Qin Ang's anger just now was indeed true.

Half of Qin Ang's face was hidden in the darkness, his expression was gloomy, and he could only see the anger that had not dissipated from the tightly pursed corners of his mouth.He has been an anti-narcotics policeman for so many years, and the number of people who have caught drug addicts is unknown, but the reason is always the same-forced by life and tired by psychological pressure.But there are obviously so many roads to go in this world, why do so many people have to take the road of taking drugs?

What else can drug use do other than cover your messy life with a fig leaf?

After Tao Han's mood gradually stabilized, Qin Ang took the photo in his hand in front of Tao Han, "Who gave this to you?"

Tao Han glanced at it, then hurriedly turned away, as if he was afraid that something would happen if he took another look.

Qin Ang thought it was funny, "Don't you dare to watch it? Don't you dare to take drugs?"

Tao Han didn't answer, but shook his hand tightly.

"Tell me, where did you get this stuff?"

Tao Han lowered his eyes, as if he didn't intend to answer.

Qin Ang sneered, "This person trafficked drugs to you, which ruined your reputation now, and you still plan to cover him, what's your psychology?"

Tao Han's already pale face turned even paler. She took a deep breath, "It was given to me by a boss I met at the chamber of commerce."

"Who?"

"Yu Zhengpeng."

Qin Ang frowned sharply, "Yu Zhengpeng?"

Yu Zhengpeng is the boss of Pengteng Culture, a listed company in Huaicheng. He is famous in Huaicheng for his charity work.Students in those remote areas of Huaicheng can afford to go to school, thanks to Yu Zhengpeng's donation to Hope Primary School every year.

Will such charitable people be linked to drugs?

Tao Han said, "Yu Zhengpeng and I met at a chamber of commerce last year. At that time, I was just popular, and I was the kind of black fire. There were hundreds of insulting messages on Weibo every day. I Under great psychological pressure and drunk, he took me to the hotel and gave me a pack of white powder."

In the hotel, Tao Han sat dizzily on the ground, holding a beer can in his hand, crying to Yu Zhengpeng who was sitting opposite him about the unfair treatment he had suffered in the mixed entertainment industry, saying that he had accepted He received malicious curses and insults, his makeup was already ruined by crying, his voice was trembling unceasingly, his consciousness was dull, and there was only one figure shaking in front of him.

Yu Zhengpeng suddenly knelt down and stuffed something into Tao Han's hand, "This thing may relieve your pain, no matter how dissatisfied you are with life, try it, and all your troubles can be forgotten."

Tao Han held the thing in his hand, "What is this?"

Yu Zhengpeng leaned slightly, and whispered word by word in Tao Han's ear. He watched Tao Han's pupils dilate little by little, and when she was about to throw out the white powder in her hand, he squeezed tightly. Take her hand.

"Try it, Tao Han, there's no problem, if you don't like it, we can just quit."

The beer can in Tao Han's hand fell to the ground, and the yellow liquid spilled onto the carpet.

"Is it really possible to quit?"

"Really!" With a smile on his face, Yu Zhengpeng stretched out his hand to gently stroke Tao Han's head, "It will make you forget your pain and troubles, and only happiness will accompany you forever."

Annoyed, Tao Han inserted his fingers into his hair and grabbed it irritably, "It's him, that's him! He's the one who kept tempting me to eat that bag of white powder! He's the one who killed me!"

"And then?" Qin Ang coldly interrupted her resentment.

"Then?" Tao Han sneered, "And then what else! Once I got addicted to drugs, I couldn't quit. I was under a lot of pressure during that time, so I could only keep asking him for white powder. Later he said that he had There is a new batch of goods, and I asked if I would like to try it. Anyway, I have already set foot on the thief ship, can I still do it?"

"What evidence did you have when you traded?"

Tao Han shook his head, "I'm just asking him for something, what evidence of the deal can I leave behind."

Seeing that he couldn't find any useful clues, Qin Ang got up quickly and was about to leave.

"Officer!" Tao Han hurriedly called him, "My matter?"

Qin Ang pressed one hand on the doorknob, and turned his head when he heard the sound, "Your matter was exposed by the paparazzi yesterday, and it's still a hot topic."

Tao Han was stunned like a thunderbolt, his lips trembling uncontrollably, "Then... what should I do now?"

"What should I do? Detoxification, Ms. Tao!"

Qin Ang opened the door abruptly, and then closed it with a bang, isolating Tao Han's cry of breaking down again in the interrogation room.

Hu Yue came out from the next room, and told Qin Ang non-stop, "Take Zhou Xiaoshu to find Yu Zhengpeng immediately, and bring him back immediately."

"Row!"