never forget [criminal investigation]

That night, Xiang Hai suffered from insomnia.

He lay motionless, listening to Xing Yue's even breathing by his pillow, his eyes vacantly looking at the roof, feeling as excited as a primary school student preparing for an outing the next day.

In such a romantic scene, the protagonist turned out to be himself.

"He said 'love.'"

Xiang Hai pulled up the corner of the quilt little by little, covering his forehead.

It was a strange behavior because no one was looking at him at all.

The quilt kept shaking, like covering a happy fox.

He said love.

He was loved, deeply loved by the people he liked.

Xiang Hai got out of the quilt again.

There was no one to share this kind of joy, so he couldn't bear it, so he couldn't help but want to do something.

So he turned over, raised his fingers, and shaved Xing Yue's eyelashes one by one.

Finally, Xing Yue frowned, hummed twice, and turned around, facing the wall.

Xiang Hai immediately squeezed past him, hugged him tightly from behind, and put his ear on his back.

The steady and powerful heartbeat beat rhythmically on the eardrums.At this moment, this unique heart sound with warmth is like the song Xing Yue gave him, which belongs only to him.

"Have you heard enough?" There was a muffled voice in his ears.

Xiang Hai raised his head, "Are you awake?"

"Nonsense." Xing Yue turned his back, and said in a dazed voice, "You keep harassing me, can I not wake up?"

"Then you can talk with me!" Xiang Hai was happy.

Xing Yue lay down slowly, "What time is it?"

Xiang Hai grabbed his phone and took a look, "Twenty past four."

"..."

Xing Yue turned around and hugged Xiang Hai into his arms, "Stop talking, go to sleep."

"I can not sleep."

"...Then let me tell you a story." Xing Yue asked vaguely.

"Okay!" Xiang Hai was even happier and wanted to get out of his arms.

"Don't move." Xing Yue held him down, "Listen honestly."

"Once upon a time, there was a prince who was so handsome." Xing Yue closed his eyes, half dreaming and half awake.

"One day, the prince went out for a walk after eating and having nothing to do."

"The prince of which country is this?" Xiang Hai muffled his voice, his shoulders trembling with laughter.

"Tsk, are you listening?"

"Listen to it!"

"...he was wandering around, and got lost, and couldn't go home."

"Why is this prince a little careless?"

"Tsk."

"Listen to it!"

"Then...he was in a hurry. What can I do, my father is still waiting for me to go home and inherit the throne."

Xiang Hai was about to go crazy laughing.

"At this time, he found a nice house in front of him, so he went to ask for directions. When he knocked on the door, guess what?"

"What's the matter?" Xiang Hai got involved in the play out of nowhere.

"As soon as the door was opened, there was another prince in the room."

Xiang Hai was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed wildly, "Where are there so many princes? Who sealed them all?"

Xing Yue also closed his eyes and laughed, and patted him on the back twice, "Listen carefully, don't interrupt."

"The prince opened the door and looked, huh? The man is nine feet tall, personable, dignified, with a big sword in his palm, stepping down... oh yes, stepping down there is nothing."

Xiang Hai couldn't breathe from laughing, "It's over, Bai Chang is so handsome!"

Xing Yue also woke up completely with a smile, "Are you still listening?"

"I'm listening! I'm listening!" Xiang Hai really wanted to know the ending of this little story.

Xing Yue continued to make up, "Then Prince No. [-] saw it, eh? It's a mess, this person just sent to the door like this? So he hurriedly said, come in, come in, sit on the bed!"

Xiang Hai couldn't bear it anymore, his head popped out, panting fiercely, "What kind of prince is this, isn't this a rascal?"

"It's annoying, I won't talk about it." Xing Yue closed his eyes.

"Oh, brother, tell me, tell me, what happened in the end?" Xiang Hai begged him.

"In the end, the two princes lived a happy life without any shame in that hut..."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Yue suddenly turned over, pressed onto Xiang Hai, and bit his earlobe lightly, "It's like this."

The next afternoon, the two went to the hospital to see Luo Meihua.

The first stage of chemotherapy has just ended, and after two days of rest, Luo Meihua will be discharged from the hospital.Go home and continue to take medicine, and start the second stage of treatment after a while.

Xing Yue chatted with the doctor first.

What the doctor meant was that the treatment effect in the first stage was not bad, but one should not take it lightly, as it was still too early for the final victory.When you go home, you must not only insist on taking medicine, but also eat and eat nutritious food to restore your strength as much as possible and prepare for the next round of chemotherapy.

In the ward, Luo Meihua half leaned against the head of the bed, her expression was very bad.

The hair that was usually carefully groomed fell out in large quantities, which made her feel sad and flustered.So she put on an elegant white bonnet.

When she heard someone coming in, she opened her eyes and turned her head slowly, "You are here."

"Mom, how are you feeling today?" Xing Yue went over and sat by the bed.

"It's okay." Luo Meihua tried to sit up again, "Why didn't you go to work today?"

"Today is the weekend."

"Oh." Luo Meihua pulled out her hand and lightly pressed her temple, "Xiang Hai sit down too."

Xiang Hai sat on a chair beside him.

"Mom, the doctor said that you will be discharged from the hospital in two days, and I will pick you up when the time comes." Xing Yue helped her cushion the pillow behind her, "You must take your medicine on time when you get home."

Luo Meihua frowned slightly and nodded.

"Do you have a better appetite now? Can you have something to eat?"

Luo Meihua shook her head first, but after thinking for a while, she said, "Last time, the porridge that Xiang Hai made with hawthorn, yam and glutinous rice was quite delicious."

Xiang Hai quickly stood up, "Auntie, I'll bring it to you tomorrow morning!"

Luo Meihua squeezed out a smile, "Thank you. You have worked hard these days."

"It's okay..." Xiang Hai scratched his hair, "Auntie, please drink some water."

He went to pour water and found that the kettle was light, so he said to Xing Yue, "Brother, I'll go get some water."

Xiang Hai went out, only him and Luo Meihua were left in the ward.

"Xing Yue," Luo Meihua leaned heavily on it, as thin as a piece of clothing casually placed on the head of the bed, "Your father's memorial day is coming soon, this year, I probably won't be able to visit him. Go yourself."

This year is the tenth year since Xing Yiqing left.

In previous years, Luo Meihua and Xing Yue went to see him every Qingming Festival and Memorial Day.

The whole family was reunited in front of his tomb, standing there silently without saying anything.

But this year, Luo Meihua felt powerless.Moreover, she didn't want Xing Yiqing to see herself in such a dishonorable state.

Xing Yue nodded and looked at her again, "I want to take Xiang Hai with me."

Luo Meihua didn't object, she just closed her eyes, as if she was talking to Xing Yue, and also seemed to be talking to herself, "There are many people who miss him, not just you and me."

"Your dad is never lonely."

They stayed with the hospital all afternoon, and they didn't leave until Luo Meihua took medicine and fell asleep.

After leaving the gate of the hospital, it was already dark.

Xing Yue lowered his head and lit a cigarette, then raised his face and blew the smoke into the night sky.

"Go." He took Xiang Hai's shoulder.

"Go home?" Xiang Hai followed him towards the parking lot.

"Go to Jiangbei Circuit. Go by bike."

Xiang Hai stopped, "Now? Heitian?"

Xing Yue smiled, with a youthful look on his brows, "The night show is the most exciting."

"I have to show you the number one tonight."

The racing track at night really looks different from the daytime.

The car had just stopped outside the gate, when I heard the high rhythm in the arena.

When I came back last time, the sound of music only lingered in the rest area, and now the whole venue seemed to be a dance floor.

"Why is it so lively today?" Xiang Hai asked as they got out of the car and walked inside.

"There is a game tonight." Xing Yue carried a big backpack as usual, which contained cycling equipment.

"Compare with whom? Do you also participate?" Xiang Hai tilted his head and asked him.

Xing Yue didn't answer, "Just watch."

At the intersection leading to the rest area, before the two separated, Xiang Hai told him, "Brother, don't mess around this time, ride hard."

"What am I messing around with?" Xing Yue laughed.

Xiang Hai also laughed, "What do you think?"

"I'm looking at you, cheering you on. You just take the first place."

Xiang Hai stepped back and finished speaking, then waved to him, then turned and walked towards the rest area.

The rest area has changed a bit from last time.The parasols have all been removed, and the chairs have been replaced with sofas, which are almost full of people at the moment.In addition, a hot drink area has been added to the corner of the bar.

The two people, one tall and one short, were still busy at the bar. The color of their clothes was still eye-catching, but the patterned shirts were replaced by long-sleeved hoodies.

"What do you want?" The short guy came over to say hello to Xiang Hai.

"A cup of hot lemon tea."

"Okay!" He immediately got busy and asked as usual, "Who are you with?"

"Xing Yue."

The short man paused, exchanged glances with the tall man next to him, and looked at Xiang Hai again. He felt that this man seemed to be impressed, and continued to work.

Xiang Hai lay on the side of the bar, took out two cigarettes and handed them over, "Who are you playing against tonight?"

The short one took the cigarette and put it behind his ear.The tall one directly lit the cigarette, "Follow Hong Shan, didn't Xing Yue tell you?"

Xiang Hai shook his head, "Who is Hong Shan? Is it very powerful?"

The tall man smiled and raised his chin towards the rest area, "Didn't you see that there are so many people today? They are all here to watch the excitement."

Xiang Hai was still confused, "Who is that man?"

The hot lemon tea is ready, and the short man pushed the cup to Xiang Hai's eyes, "It's not a person, it's a team. It means the same thing as Xu Dayang's AAA."

As he said that, his eyebrows were raised again, "The last time I besieged Xing Yue, but he overthrew it, it was these people."

Xiang Hai couldn't help being nervous, "They're here again? What a coincidence?"

Why hasn't Xing Yue come here for a long time, but when he comes, he meets this group of people again?

"How can there be such a coincidence?" The short man took the cigarette from his ear and lit it, "You don't know?"

"Yesterday, Xing Yue contacted Xu Dayang and said that he would come to ride the night race today, but Xu Dayang saved up for tonight's game that day."

"Hong Shan and his gang have been thinking about cleaning up Xing Yue, but they just didn't take the opportunity."

Xiang Hai squeezed the cup tightly, "Xu Dayang did it on purpose!"

At this time, the tall one also came over, "It's hard to say whether it was on purpose, anyway, when he was saving games, Red Flash signed up, and then people came."

The short man smoked a cigarette and let out a snort, "Xu Dayang is just crazy, he only wants to get money from Xing Yue, and he doesn't think about it. If two groups of people start working again, how much will he have to pay?"

"It seems that the last time I paid less, I don't have a long memory."

Xiang Hai bit his lip hard, "He secretly bet money on Xing Yue again?"

"Really not." The tall one shrugged, "This time Xing Yue knows."

"I don't know what he was thinking, but he suddenly agreed and promised to run on behalf of AAA tonight."

Xiang Hai's heart suddenly tugged together, feeling uncomfortable.I shouldn't have encouraged him to come to the game.

"...They won't be able to take the first place even if they come." He could only comfort himself in this way.

For him, Xing Yue violated his will and became Xu Dayang's bet, which made him very uncomfortable.

The short man shook his head.

He really liked watching Xing Yue ride a bicycle, and felt that Xiang Hai was kind, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Brother, it's not that simple..."

He moved forward and lowered his voice as much as possible, "Hong Shan and his gang are notoriously careless. It's fine if you win, but if you lose, you have to find ways to make up for it. What's more, I asked Xing Yue to clean up last time." So miserable."

"Then what else do they want?" Xiang Hai became more nervous.

The short man looked around, slipped out of the bar, and waved to Xiang Hai, "Come here."

Xiang Hai quickly followed.

The two stood outside the rest area, and the short man pointed at the house with floor-to-ceiling windows, "See? The one in black and red over there is the one with the flashing red."

Xiang Hai followed his gaze and looked over.

A group of people stood outside the house, clearly illuminated by the headlight in front of the door.

There are a handful of them, all wearing black and red racing suits, chatting together.

"That bald man, did you see that?" The short man narrowed his eyes, "He's tall and strong, he's smoking over there."

"Yeah." Xiang Hai nodded, "Who is that?"

"That man's nickname is Erbald, and he is Hongshan's second in command." The short man moved his finger to the side again, "The one next to him has quite long hair, and he is Hongshan's boss named Fan Jiu. Call him Brother Nine."

"These two have been playing together for years, working with each other and taking out those who stand in their way."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Xiang Hai meaningfully, "Last time, both of them were cleaned up by Xing Yue. So today...do you understand?"

Xiang Hai's face sank.

"Let's go," the short man pulled him back to the rest area, "There is no absolute fairness in this game."

"But don't worry, Xing Yue may not lose. Last time they punished him, didn't they let him win in the end?"

Back in the rest area, Xiang Hai started calling Xing Yue.But no one answered even after calling several times.

It must have been changed clothes, the phone is not with me.

He got up from the sofa and left the rest area again.

The group of people who flashed red were still chatting and laughing together, smoking cigarettes and glancing around from time to time.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, they left.

Fan Jiu and Er Tuozi wandered towards the bathroom, while the rest put on their helmets and went to the starting point of the track together.

At this time, there was no one else in the toilet, and the two chatted while peeing.

"Have you talked to them all?"

"Don't worry, I know everything."

"Damn, finally caught this kid."

"But Brother Nine, that kid is a policeman now, so let's not go too far."

"The police have multiple J8s, fuck. Since they're here, they're all fucking the same."

There was a sound of flushing water, two people came out one after the other, and met a person head-on, walking into the bathroom.

The man went in sideways, and the two of them turned on the faucet outside to wash their hands.

While washing, the phone rang inside, and the phone was picked up soon.

"Hello? Son suck!"

"What's the matter with Dad?"

The man had a loud voice, and he could hear him clearly outside.

Fan Jiu and Er Baldzi looked at each other, and felt quite fresh.The man just now looked very young, only in his early twenties, how come he even has a son, and he can still make a phone call.

"Oh, it's time for a competition. Let's compare, let's compare."

"Ah? If you can't compare with others, then admit defeat."

After Fan Jiu and Erbald finished washing their hands, they grabbed a paper towel to dry them, and were about to leave.

"What's the matter? You can't compare with others, so you want to trip someone up? And you call your gang of cronies, beat each other up?"

Fan Jiu stopped and frowned.

"I didn't say you, my son, you are like this, you are really embarrassing to your father and me! Don't say that I am your father when you go out!"

"The skills are not as good as others, so go back and practice hard, and then come to the competition after practicing. Everyone will see the truth in the arena."

"You say that you can't fix others, so you just think about those unscrupulous tricks, isn't it embarrassing?"

The more Fan Jiu heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He clenched the tissue in his hand into a ball and threw it on the ground.

"Oh!" The man dragged his voice, "You guys were cleaned up last time? Then why don't you have a long memory?"

"It's been such a long time, and you haven't improved at all?"

"Oh, forget it, think about it for yourself."

"If you can compare, compare well. If you lose, you are my good son. If you still miss those crooked ways, you won't have my father!"

"Bye!"

After a "crash", Xiang Hai zipped up his trousers and walked out.

Seeing the two people by the sink staring at him with fiery eyes, he smiled embarrassedly, "Sorry, I spoke too loudly just now, it's uncivilized."

After speaking, I turned on the tap to wash my hands.

Suddenly, he felt a tightness on his back, and his body was pulled away from the sink by a force, and the water was still dripping.

Fan Jiu grabbed the hem of his shirt, with a ferocious expression on his face, "Where the hell did you come out? What did you just say?"

Xiang Hai looked down at the hand, "What are you doing? I'll just make a phone call to recruit you?"

"Fart! Why the hell are you pretending to be stupid? Who are you taking advantage of?"

Xiang Hai frowned, expressing his puzzlement, "I'm teaching my son a lesson, why are you jumping out? Could it be that you want to recognize me as your father?"

"Fuck you!" Fan Jiu got angry and raised her hand to hit her.

Halfway down the slap, Xiang Hai grabbed his wrist, and the other hand that was holding his skirt was also thrown away.

Xiang Hai didn't say a word, just stared at him with a cold face, like a fighting cock.

Fan Jiu's hand that had stopped in the air was pressed down little by little.

At this time, the second bald man next to him came over to persuade the fight, "Forget about Brother Jiu, don't be as knowledgeable as him, I think this kid is a psychopath, his brain is not normal."

He broke Xiang Hai's hand and threw it aside, "Let's go, the game will start soon."

But Fan Jiu still couldn't swallow the breath, and spat on the ground, "Where the hell are you from? Are you from Xu Dayang?"

Xiang Hai tidied up his wrinkled clothes, turned around and continued washing his hands, "I'm from Xing Yue."

"Fuck!" Fan Jiu became even angrier when she heard that, pointing at him, "You wait for me, I'll fucking kill you two!"

Xiang Hai smiled, turned off the tap, took a tissue and wiped his hands leisurely, "Okay, I'll wait."

"Hey, let me tell you, I'm just crazy, I'm staring at you."

He raised his eyes, "If you want to compete, just compete honestly, and avoid those little bullshit tricks. If you win, you win, if you can't afford to lose, get out."

"Dare to move Xing Yue and try, I will fight you hard."

During the stalemate, the music outside stopped, and someone tapped the microphone twice.

"Well, cough! The time is almost up, the drivers who haven't arrived hurry up to the starting point to gather, if it's later, you will be considered as abstention."

It was Xu Dayang's voice.

"Let's go, Ninth Brother!" Er Bald came over and tugged him, "There's no time, stop talking nonsense with this idiot!"

Fan Jiu glared at Xiang Hai again, turned around and left angrily.

Xiang Hai sniffed, followed slowly, and also left the bathroom door.

At this time, Xing Yue had already finished his helmet, and was sitting astride his car and waiting.

He looked around, only Fan Jiu and Er Baldy were missing.

Soon, those two people also came.Passing by him with the helmet in hand, he stared at him fiercely all the way.

ill.Xing Yue ignored them.

The riders took their positions, and the roar of motorcycle engines sounded one after another at the starting point, like a group of ferocious steel beasts eager to try.

Suddenly, there was another bang bang on the microphone from the loudspeaker in the arena.

"Cough, ladies and gentlemen, hello everyone! Welcome to today's competition site!"

Everyone was stunned.

Xing Yue suddenly raised his head.

Xu Dayang frowned with a cigar in his mouth, "Who is this?"

"Today, there is a cosmic racing driver participating in the race. He is amazing! He is handsome! Everyone must know who it is?"

Xing Yue raised the visor of his helmet, and his eyes caught this familiar voice on the track.

"There is no doubt that this person will take the first place. Come on, everyone has their hands free and is ready to applaud him!"

Xing Yue's eyes curled up.

Xu Dayang bit his cigar hard, and said to the people next to him, "Fuck, who is talking nonsense over there? Hurry up and have a look!"

"However, there are still some people who don't ride well on their bikes, and they are not decent."

Xing Yue heard Fan Jiu gritted his teeth and cursed, "Fuck!"

"Remember, I'm watching you!"

"Finally, I wish that cosmic racer..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang", and the microphone seemed to be forcibly turned off.

Xing Yue smiled.

The night breeze caressed the slightly drooping eyelashes.

He put down the mask, crossed his fingers, tightened the gloves again, and pressed on the handlebar.

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The author has something to say:

Son suck!Father is still waiting for you to come home and inherit the throne!