traces of all things

Before Zhou Xuehai opened his mouth, he hesitated visibly for a while.

"How should I put it, many people have seen this matter, maybe if I don't say it, someone will say it." Zhou Xuehai hesitated for a while before speaking: "But Police Officer Lu, Brother Boyi, although he and Professor Guan There are conflicts, but his temper comes and goes quickly, he is not the kind of person who will hold back his revenge."

Lu Zheng has been a policeman for so many years, and he is really used to hearing all kinds of "he is not such a person" flags, so he simply said "hmm", motioning him to continue, "Xiong Boyi, is it? I am a year older than you The one who just graduated, the one from your lab?"

"Yes." Zhou Xuehai nodded in a muffled voice and said, "Hey...Brother Boyi is impulsive. He and Professor Guan sometimes quarrel. There are disagreements about research topics and submissions. There are many. See you. But it was quite a big commotion a while ago. Professor Guan is very strict with the consumables in our laboratory. Usually, the NMR tubes are locked at his place. During the weekly group meeting, if Professor Guan is satisfied with his speech, he will reward him with an NMR tube. Brother Xiong Boyi is relatively high-level, so basically every group meeting will have a prize."

After a pause here, the expression on Zhou Xuehai's face was also a little speechless: "Actually... nuclear magnetic tubes are really not expensive, one is only six or seven yuan, and in other groups, they are generally used by doctoral students at will. Yes. It’s actually not very convenient for us to manage it like this, especially every time someone graduates, Professor Guan will ask to return all the NMR tubes—over time, our laboratory has formed a practice, Generally, when senior brothers and sisters graduate, before handing them back, they will keep the relatively new ones for the younger brothers and sisters to use for their experiments. The same is true for senior Xiong Boyi. When he went to return the NMR tubes, Professor Guan watched him The returned quantity is relatively small, and they are still relatively old, so they got angry on the spot and said: "Xiong Boyi, you usually take so much from the team, I don't believe you only have this few left." Then Brother Boyi usually lost his temper Da, I immediately became angry..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xuehai swallowed his saliva, and continued to describe in embarrassment: "Uh... Brother Bo Yi took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few cards of Grandpa Mao and threw them on Professor Guan, saying: 'These are enough to buy Those broken pipes of yours!'..."

Lu Zheng and Tang Shaoyuan were both shocked.

It is really hard to imagine that such a dialogue actually took place in an institution of higher learning like Provincial Normal University.

For six or seven yuan of experimental consumables, what about it?

However, this is not the end.

Zhou Xuehai continued to describe this large embarrassing scene: "At that time, the people in the laboratory were afraid to vent their anger, and then Brother Xiong Boyi slammed the door and left. Professor Guan was so angry that he kicked the door... Then he saw the door There was a waste liquid bottle, and it became popular again, and asked who put it in the bottle, and after finding out it was Junior Sister Jin Yi, he scolded her face-to-face, saying that the bottle still had a little space and was not full, why did it just Throwing it away and so on... Then Junior Sister Jin Yi was very wronged and was scolded and cried. Junior Sister Jin Yi and Brother Xiong Boyi have a good relationship, and most of the NMR tubes that Senior Brother Boyi saved before were also given to her. Maybe it was also affected by the disaster of pond fish."

With the continuous description of people in Professor Guan Bin's social circle, Professor Guan Bin's image gradually became fuller.

"What is the relationship between Professor Guan Bin and Wang Yong in your laboratory?" Tang Shaoyuan asked suddenly.

"Huh? Wang Yong?" Zhou Xuehai was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while: "Is it normal? Wang Yong has a sweet mouth, but his academic level is not very good - he can't keep up with our group, and his work attitude is not good. Very serious. Professor Guan Bin is a person with very strict academic requirements, and he looks down on Wang Yong. He often complains that he regrets and should not recruit him because of favors, but he has never persuaded him to leave. "

Lu Zheng was a little surprised that Tang Shaoyuan suddenly asked Wang Yong, but Zhou Xuehai's statement also confirmed their previous investigation, so he didn't interrupt him.

It seems that Professor Guan Bin's interpersonal relationship is not as pure and simple as Shi Jingyi described. With such obvious character flaws, it is normal for him to inadvertently form hatred with some people.

"Are there any other people in the department who have had conflicts or interests with Professor Guan?" Lu Zheng put an asterisk on Xiong Boyi's name in the notebook and continued to ask.

Zhou Xuehai is a standard good student, who is characterized by answering every question. Even if he doesn't know the answer, he will try his best to think about it and give his own ideas. Such a personality will undoubtedly greatly facilitate Lu Zheng and his investigation.

"Well, the conflicts between other people and Professor Guan are not as serious as that of senior brother Xiong Boyi, they are all trivial matters." Zhou Xuehai seemed to be a little helpless with his mentor's temper.

After finishing the questioning of Zhou Xuehai, it was getting late. Lu Zheng looked at his notebook, and the three names of Wang Yong, Shi Jingyi, and Xiong Boyi had already been written on it.

The bright and spacious windows of the City Bureau have been filled with night, and the sound of "click, click, click" hits the glass.

It's raining.

"Professor Guan is really good at it." Lu Zheng shook his head and looked down at his watch. It was seven o'clock in the evening.

Thinking of what Wei Xiongfeng said about Tang Shaoyuan paying attention to his image and not eating supper for fear of getting fat, Lu Zheng thought for a while before asking: "How is it, Shao Yuan, are you hungry? I have to work overtime at night, it seems that the office Only instant noodles... Shall I make you a bowl?"

Under the cold white light, Lu Zheng was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and gave him a warm smile.

The senior brother said to give me instant noodles.

Rounding it up, it's cooking for me!

Lose some fat!

Tang Shaoyuan suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said loudly without thinking: "Hungry."

**

The hot water boiled quickly, with a "click", and the small green light turned on.

Lu Zheng dug out several large bowls of instant noodles from the storage box in the office of the Municipal Bureau. These strategic food reserves were prepared by Vice Captain Xian for their task force. Captain Xian, among other things, is quite generous. It also comes with ham sausage and canned tuna.

"Oh, that's amazing, the Municipal Bureau is very rich!" Lu Zheng tore open a round instant noodle bowl with a smile: "The hot and sour pork bone noodles are much better than the braised beef in Dayu last time." .”

Tang Shaoyuan smiled softly, watching him skillfully pour hot water into the noodle bowl, and then fix the lid with the small fork that came with it.He looks so busy and so focused that it makes people want to pet his hairy head.

"Brother's movements are so skillful."

"That's necessary." Lu Zheng was full of pride: "I've been a criminal policeman for so many years, and the boxes of instant noodles I've eaten might be as tall as the Great Wall. I'm an absolute professional."

"Is it so hard to work overtime at the Yuqian Municipal Bureau?" Tang Shaoyuan felt distressed, and helped Lu Zheng open two cans of tuna.

After hearing this, Lu Zheng scratched his head in embarrassment: "Actually, it's okay, not to the point of working overtime every day, but I'm not very good at cooking, so sometimes I can solve it at home like this."

"Instant noodles are still too nutritious." Tang Shaoyuan frowned, showing a trace of disapproval on his face, and subconsciously opened his mouth: "Next time, brother has nothing to eat after get off work, so come to my house and I will cook for you. "

As soon as the voice fell, the office was quiet for a second.

Tang Shaoyuan's heart beat like a drum, and he couldn't help opening his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

He didn't know how he did it, and he blurted out a sentence without thinking carefully, but now it was too late to regret it.

His heart was up and down, and he hoped that Lu Zheng didn't think about anything, but also hoped that Lu Zheng would think a little more, his palms were clammy and cold, and the air conditioner was on in the room, so he was so nervous that he was sweating.

Lu Zheng's round eyes fixedly looked at him, and suddenly there was a look of emotion and joy in his eyes: "Oh my God, Shao Yuan, I'm so touched, then I'm welcome."

"Why are you so nice?"

The heart popped up.

"I love you a little more every day."

Slowly put it down again, come on, it really is impossible to expect Lu Zheng to think too much.

Tang Shaoyuan's thumping little heart was lifted and put down by him, and he rubbed it back and forth, and now he lost his temper.

Hey... I really can't do anything about him.

Tang Shaoyuan shook his head with a smile, lifted the lid of the instant noodles in front of him and started eating.

The dense hot air puffed on his glasses, making them blurred, and he simply took them off.

"Hey, Shao Yuan." Lu Zheng looked at Tang Shaoyuan's long eyes exposed after taking off his glasses, took a sip of noodles, and said with emotion, "You look handsome without glasses."

If it is said that Tang Shaoyuan looks more refined and abstinent when he puts on glasses, then when he takes off his glasses, he instantly becomes... a little soft and cute.

"I can't see clearly without glasses." Tang Shaoyuan smiled: "My eyesight is not very good."

Lu Zheng nodded, and suddenly remembered the conversation between Tang Shaoyuan and Xue Yiwei at the previous case analysis meeting: "Is it okay to have surgery?"

"Yeah." Tang Shaoyuan looked down at the milky white noodle soup in front of him: "I was born with... not very good eyesight, and then I really wanted to be a policeman, but I couldn't do laser for myopia, so I went for lens implantation Surgery, but it may be a problem with the eye itself, and myopia will soon return, but it’s okay, and it can basically be controlled.”

"The glasses are pretty good too, suitable for you." Lu Zheng smiled: "It looks like a learned person."

The two sat shoulder to shoulder, sitting at the edge of the desk, looking up at the glass window in the office. The dark rainy night outside turned the whole glass into a natural mirror, reflecting the figures of the two people.

Tang Shaoyuan raised his head, put on the glasses that had dissipated the fog at the moment, and stared blankly at the reflection in the window.

Not more than [-] centimeters away from him, Lu Zheng was burying his head in his efforts to eat the noodles. He seemed so concentrated that he didn't notice his gaze.There were only the two of them in the entire office, and the white headlights shone down from overhead, like spotlights on a stage.

Someone's cell phone rang in the corridor outside, and it came faintly through the office door. It was Chen Xiaochun's "Depending on Life".

"...Time is like fine water washing away a few lovers and confidants. Looking up, fate will shoot the light beam and it will be me and you..."

He sniffed his nose lightly, put down the fork, and spoke slowly:

"Didn't senior brother say before... that someone like me would definitely have an impression if he saw it in the middle school attached to Normal University?"

"Huh?" Lu Zheng's round eyes were a little dazed, and he instinctively raised his head from the noodle bowl.

Their eyes interlaced on the glass.

"Actually, at that time, my appearance was very different from what I am now." Tang Shaoyuan smiled, and looked at Lu Zheng, who was reflected in the window and looked at him seriously: "At that time, I had two thousand degrees of myopia, and I was less than 1.7 degrees tall. He is [-] meters tall and weighs... almost two hundred catties."