old man feeding rules

Yanxi City, Oscars.

This high-end bar located in the city center can be said to be the first choice for the children of rich families to have fun. The truest desire deep in the heart.

The neon lights in the twilight are always on all night, as if they have been plated with a magnificent golden body in the night, here casually sniffing the air mixed with PM2.5. It means that the dripping water turns into ice in the cold weather, and the beauties dressed up can show their thighs and walk out of the red carpet in Cannes.

Yanxi is an ancient city with a long history. In the early years, the government strongly supported the development of tourism on the original basis of the city, and made full use of its unique advantages to successfully drive economic development. The four surrounding districts, east, west, north, south, and south, have maintained an antique traditional architectural style. , It has more historical charm than the courtyards and old alleys in Beijing.

Such a resplendent golden selling cave standing here is really against peace.

Jiang Xun, who was huddled in the range rover, crossed his legs and raised his arms lazily, revealing the green water ghost that he had cherished for a long time but had no chance to wear. The pointer jumped just when he lowered his head, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

At this time, the window of the driver's seat was slammed, Jiang Xun opened the door and got out of the car without thinking, walked half a circle to the back seat, opened the door and sat in.

This time, Qin Shu specially took care of Jiang Xun, a patient with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder who can be seen by the naked eye, and his condition is getting worse day by day. inside.

Jiang Xun patted the folds of his suit, and handed over the paper. Qin Shu thanked him, and pulled a piece of paper with one hand, and pressed the tip of his nose, which was so cold that he lost consciousness and taste, to the cold paper. Put your left hand on the air vent of the air conditioner to warm it up.

"Old Qin," Jiang Xun fiddled with the phone and called him without raising his head, "Is my illness really that serious?"

Qin Shu thought for a while, then nodded seriously, "That's right, marketing accounts say it's mental cancer, and it's included in the four major mental disorders along with depression, anxiety, and mental illness. If you get it, there's no cure, it's a terminal illness."

"You don't gain knowledge in the group of loving each other and family members. I'm not so neurotic that you're going to tell you to get out and start again a second earlier."

"I got it, I got it, you young master Jiang is not obsessive-compulsive, but a Virgo, a virgin..."

Jiang Xun picked up the tissue box and threw it at Qin Shu, who picked it up laughingly. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the man's mobile phone screen staying on the WeChat chat interface. Give him a gray and white one-inch photo.

The photo seems to be quite old, the resolution is not high, the facial features of the person look a little blurry, and in the middle of the picture is an old crease that is too eye-catching, running through the entire face of the person, and the visual error makes people feel subconsciously This is a passerby's face so ordinary that even its features are hard to describe.

"I'm taking a day off today." Jiang Xun said, "The small websites are all open, and our section chief of the Qin University lifted me out of the bed with a word, fooling around with you in such a place in the cold, are you I really think I'm too idle."

Qin Shu glanced back at his suit and leather shoes again. The gold-rimmed glasses set off Jiang Xun, who looked like a gentleman and scum. He couldn't imagine that when the video was connected an hour ago, this man didn't even wear clothes, only a bath towel around his waist , with wet hair still dripping, holding a self-heating hot pot while watching "Serious Cases Group Six".

Of course, what is even more unexpected is that this four-legged beast that can walk on two legs is actually the deputy head of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Yanxi City Bureau.

Thinking that this time it was because he wanted something from others, and he was short-talked and short-handed, Qin Shu swallowed the harsh sentence back, "Then which teacher did Mr. Jiang originally plan to visit today? Hatano, or Sora Aoi?"

"You know what a fart, superficial, of course it's Teacher Takizawa!" Closer to home, Jiang Xun flicked his fingertips on the screen, and his face sank, "I came here to help because of my personal relationship. You'd better To give me an excuse that will convince me.”

"Secret~" Qin Shu, the shameless old man, hadn't finished speaking when he heard a crisp "click", followed by a chill on his wrist, stared blankly at the handcuffs that were suddenly placed on him for three seconds, and finally howled Get up, "Isn't it Jiang Fu! Is there any need to do such a trick!"

"Wangcai, if you talk nonsense, there will be no dog food tonight, have you figured it out?"

Qin Shu spent a lot of favors to pull Jiang Xun out to help this time. He felt a little sorry, restrained his smile, and said sternly, "Vice Jiang, do you think the person in the photo looks familiar?"

Jiang Xun looked at it for a while, but the result was still negative. Qin Shu said again: "Like the fugitive who refreshed the homepage on the intranet yesterday, Chen Dongsheng."

The man stared at the photo and fell into thought. It took him a long time to turn the screen over and questioned his soul: "Is this a child who looks only seven or eight years old? If you don't tell me, I thought it was some lost child who was trafficked to this ghost place." .”

"That's right," Qin Shu said with a wry smile, "He was indeed abducted by human traffickers more than 20 years ago."

Jiang Xun and Qin Shu are alumni who graduated from OUHK at the same time. Before entering the system, they met face to face but never spoke to each other in the six years before entering the system. Therefore, Jiang Xun knew him from "classmate", "trace inspection", etc. ", "Chief Qin", these three simple and distant words gradually developed into today's "Qin Dog".

Qin Shu is a single-parent family. His parents divorced shortly after he was born. When he was in middle school, his mother died in a car accident. He lived in no fixed place among relatives, and was finally adopted by the then head teacher.

However, there is no written agreement to support this adoption relationship. From a legal perspective, the teacher has no obligation to support Qin Shu. Correspondingly, he has no obligation to support the teacher, so this is absurd and somewhat ridiculous to many people. , but Qin Shu himself has never listened to these voices, and he doesn't care what others think of him, and treats his teacher kindly as always.

Jiang Xun met the old teacher surnamed Yang. He was kind, gentle, and kind. His family adopted a group of homeless stray cats. Substitute for others in cram schools to supplement family expenses.

In the past few years, the Education Bureau is catching up with the initiative to reduce the burden on students, and the income is not very good. In order to comfort the elderly, Jiang Xun has also acted as a handyman to deliver warmth a few times, helping Qin Shu carry rice and deliver milk, and acted in a few plays. Once you come and go, you will be familiar with it.

He knew a little bit about Mr. Yang's family, and knew that something happened in the old teacher's family. He married and had a son in his early years. He should be happy and happy, but because his mother was not good at taking care of him, he was accidentally separated from his grandson while walking in the vegetable market, and the family was ruined.

Afterwards, Teacher Yang’s family also called the police for help, but at that time, surveillance was not yet popular, and losing a child was like finding a needle in a haystack. Stolen!" He swallowed the medicine and committed suicide.

Afterwards, the disheartened wife took the money and flew away, leaving only a house of less than 20 square meters, which was mortgaged to usury a few years later, forcing Teacher Yang to be homeless. It was very difficult, but these years he He never gave up looking for his own children, so when Qin Shu mentioned the words "[-] years ago", "human traffickers", and "trafficking", it must be related to the old events of that year.

Qin Shu explained: "I joined the system mostly because I wanted to find Teacher Yang's lost son and fulfill his only wish in this life. It's rare to have a clue, Jiang Fu, please help."

"Based on a photo from more than 30 years ago, it is difficult for me to help you with this clue."

Jiang Xun didn't ask about Qin Shu's source of information. If it weren't for the embarrassing secret, no one would want to recognize a fugitive as a relative. Most of the things in it can't be brought to the table, and he doesn't have to ask the bottom line to expose people's scars.

Fortunately, this time he just went to Longtan and Tiger's Cave to inquire about news, and he could say that he was here for entertainment, even if something happened to him, at most it was not a good face.

"Don't worry, Deputy Jiang, I will never do such an unkind thing as asking you to single-handedly single-handedly single-handedly single-handedly single-handedly single-handedly single-handedly single-handedly the criminal. My informant revealed that the place where Chen Dongsheng was last seen was Oscar, but that was already half a month ago. It's over, even if there is something tricky, the evidence should be erased, I just want to feel at ease. You also know that with my outfit alone, there will be security guards coming out to stuff me with Grandpa Mao within 100 meters of me. If I reveal my identity, I may not necessarily be turned out in a gutter tomorrow."

He was telling the truth.

Everyone came, Jiang Xun didn't intend to leave him alone, and scolded: "You are an informant who is engaged in trace inspection, take away your supernatural powers, Qin Shubao." Once the phone was put away, he pointed to the shop At the entrance of the red carpet, Qin Shu knew it, and drove the car past with a "deep".

Jiang Zheng straightened his neckline and straightened his tie like a dog. When the SUV stopped at the entrance of the hotel, he nodded his right ear, implying that the miniature walkie-talkie hidden in his ear was different from the one reflected in the rearview mirror. Qin Shu confirmed his eyes, and soon a security guard in a suit stepped forward and bowed at [-] degrees, and opened the car door respectfully.

Jiang Xun got out of the car without saying a word, put one hand in his trouser pocket, looked around the surrounding environment, and glanced at the most conspicuous surveillance camera at the door—an advanced product made in Germany. A few fine hairs on a person's body are clearly illuminated, and the performance and price are blown to the sky.

Jiang Xun has never seen the effect with his own eyes, so he won't comment on its practical value, but I heard that this thing is mostly used in secret organizations. Bars like Oscar insist on using this top-of-the-line equipment, either because they are rich or powerful, or...

When he turned around, he saw the landmark building standing opposite the hotel, and couldn't help muttering: "... have ulterior motives."

"Sir." The quality of the security guard was extremely high, and he wasn't surprised by his nonsensical words. It should be because he was used to the weird temperament of rich people, and waited for Jiang Xun to come in with a smile.

The latter responded blankly, and saw the security guard's white-gloved hands stretching toward his lower back calmly.

There was a "thud" in his heart, and he was suddenly flustered.

"Fuck, this person must have noticed something, right?" Jiang Xun thought, "...What is he doing, pulling out a gun? No way, even a bar security guard dares to injure someone with a gun in broad daylight in full view. Is it? What if he sees that I am a policeman? What if he doesn’t see that I am a policeman?...Run? Or fight?? There are at least a dozen people here, even if I am the reincarnation of Iron Man, I may not be able to beat him , can you still count on Qin Shu's hemp stalk that collapses at the first touch to help?"

The hesitation was fleeting, and Jiang Xun decided to stand still. Years of professionalism kept him calm at this moment, waiting quietly for the opponent's next move.

The security guard also looked calm and calm, slowly drew his gun, and held it only three centimeters away from Jiang Xun's forehead... No, he stopped two centimeters away, and looked at him silently...

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Xun raised his hands slightly, followed by a cry: "Di—"

"The body temperature is normal. For the health of you and others, sir, please wear a mask."

The security guard handed the single-pack protective mask to Jiang Xun with both hands, and then bowed at ninety degrees, "Have a good night."

Have fun... and tonight.

Jiang Xun's blood was so hot that he was almost frightened, so he forced a smile, and walked in the door with cold sweat all over his back, and finally realized that he went to such a ghost place alone, not to mention it looked suspicious, and he was easy to be deceived. People have misunderstood, if any blind guy really thinks he is a drug lord who comes to negotiate a deal, wouldn't it be embarrassing to stuff sex in his hand.

The corridor inside the bar is long and dark, and you can faintly hear the rhythmic golden disco tunes coming from the dance floor.

At this time, a huge welcome party is being held in the night venue. Many scantily clad beauties are crowded around the booths. From time to time, there are flashing lights that can dazzle people's eyes to heighten the frenzied atmosphere. The center surrounded by flowers seems to be out of focus.

Jiang Xun is not a person who likes to join in the fun, but it is easier to attract attention by pretending to be noble on this occasion. In order not to expose his suspicion, he very consciously walked around the periphery of the whirlpool. Taking advantage of his height, he saw The man who seemed out of tune with the surrounding wine and lights.

This person is sitting upright, with a pair of round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, a bun on his head, a few strokes of disobedient messy hair scattered on his forehead, and a light-colored Taoist robe that flutters like a fairy, just like a suffering exile. Immortals come to the noisy world, and they are accepting the test of beauty in the gentle town of feasting and feasting. Maybe after passing this hurdle, they will be able to ascend to Taoism on the spot and jump out of the Three Realms.

Jiang Xun held back his laughter, found a secluded place by the bar and sat down, pointed at the indifferent protagonist who looked like a peacock spreading his tail, and joked, "Oh, what kind of blind fortune-teller went to this place to find food, Does groping your bones in public count as sexual harassment?"

The female bartender, who had wiped the goblet spotlessly with a napkin, was amused by his words, and approached leisurely, with one hand resting on the bar counter, while the other brushed her chestnut curly hair, her half-exposed breasts were almost touching the tip of Jiang Yu's nose.

"This guest is really joking, don't you have never heard of Song Yuzhi's name, Young Master Song?"

Jiang Xun felt as if he had heard it somewhere, and soon remembered the familiar name of the people of Yanxi.

It is widely rumored that Song Yuzhi, the only son of the Song Group, is talented and intelligent. He learned to speak at the age of two, could recite the Four Books and Five Classics upside down at the age of three, and saw through the world at the age of six. He did not love the world. He became a monk in Wudang Mountain. The news has attracted countless daydreaming social idlers to apply to be his father Song Junshan's filial son.

"Mr. Song has been a lay disciple in Wudang Mountain for 20 years. This time he came down to inherit the Song family's family property. If anyone gets close to him, he will have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life."

"It turns out that it is a sweet pastry."

Seeing that Jiang Xun's gaze fell on Song Yuzhi, the female bartender couldn't move away, so she moved closer, and pinched his chin with great interest, forcing him to turn his head and look at her.

"What's the matter, handsome man, are you also interested in getting to know Mr. Song? These days rich young men are all men and women, maybe there will be some drama, I am looking forward to your stories."

As the female bartender approached, Jiang Xun felt a piercing electrical sound hitting his right eardrum. He resisted the urge to throw off the earphones, and without frowning, he leaned forward and kissed the corner of the female bartender's mouth lightly. .

"I don't have that kind of interest. Men should like hot beauties, shouldn't they." After finishing speaking, he wiped the lipstick mark on his lips with his thumb, and then tapped a little on the mouth of the female bartender.

The female bartender was also used to seeing big scenes, so she smiled calmly, "The handsome guy is a bit unfamiliar, it won't be the first time he's here."

"Indeed, if I could have known you earlier, maybe I would have children now."

"The handsome guy is joking, we are in a serious business. How about the Jager bomb? Jager and Red Bull are a perfect match."

"Then there's no telling whose bed I'm going to wake up in tomorrow, or Long Island Iced Tea, not Long Island."

The female bartender seemed dissatisfied with his answer, she pulled out the hair that was caught between her fingers, crossed her arms around her chest, and leaned sideways on the bar counter, "It's too boring, girls nowadays are all looking for excitement, with your Mental age, probably the only way to find true love is in the Sunset Dance Troupe.”

As she spoke, she walked slowly towards the wine rack, and while Jiang Xun's attention was on Song Yuzhi, she tapped the walkie-talkie hidden in her neckline.

"Attention, there is a cop sneaking into the field, don't startle the snake..."

The author has something to say:

The temperature measuring gun is also a gun, Jiang Fu said it was reasonable.

Tips in the front row: I may change the name of the article back to "Handing the Gun" in the near future, pay attention to it and don't get lost~ This article is both clean and both attacking and receiving are Mingsao, and will open a sub-cp branch line, but I won't describe too much in this article. The overall style is relaxed, with a little sand sculpture, please rest assured to eat HE.

The title of the article may be adjusted later, mainly because I have a bold idea, and I don’t know if Ah Jin will give it to the chicken _(:з」∠)_.

In the early stage of the code word, you can be careful first, and then look at the fattening, the social animal will try to keep it updated!The old rules, the random red envelopes drop in the comment area, the experience is very good, welcome to leave comments.

By the way, a new pre-received article: "Don't Touch Lao Tzu's Reward", also known as "Anti-Bone",

Copywriting: Xiao Shi once jokingly said: Jiang Juan is born rebellious, he can be killed but not kept.

Since Jiang Zhu's death, Xiao Shi hated Jiang Juan for ten years. People who have been injured usually know where the knife hurts the most. He hated him for ten years and tortured him for ten years. The stabbing turned the whole body of the man into cheap bones, and the shattered bones left the two of them covered in bruises and blood.

In this ten-year bloodless contest, when ignorant and unaware, both desire and emotion were out of control. Before the fortress collapsed and fell into the abyss, the last message Jiang Juan sent to Xiao Shi who was on the blacklist was: "I Brother owes you a love debt, I have finished paying it off."

Sanctimonious, controlling, scumbag male doctor Gong x mean and poisonous tongue, forbearance of free and easy special police

Xiao Shi x Jiang Juan

[The main subject is the predecessor of the main subject in this article. Facts have proved that two zeros will not be happy together (?]

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