never forget [criminal investigation]

With Xu Feng's cooperation, Xing Yue was successfully suspended for a week.This is the result of half an hour of earnest lobbying in Xu Feng's office.

In this way, he and Xiang Hai didn't work in vain.

In the police beating incident that happened at the gate of "Hot Fire" that night, Xing Yue admitted that his acting skills were not very good.Although he was full of emotions during the cursing session, he almost didn't collapse when it came to the martial arts scene.

In the end, under Xiang Hai's strong hint, he punched him on the back a few times and kicked him twice on the buttocks.

In the end, when I got home, Xiang Hai complained, "Brother, didn't we all agree... Are those gestures you made just now a hit or a flirt?"

If he didn't show any pretense, it would definitely arouse the suspicion over there. It would be better to beat him up with a real sword and gun at that time.It's good now, he can only play tricks on himself.

So the next day, his face was bruised several times, and his lips were broken.I don't know how he did it.

After leaving Xu Feng's office, Xing Yue went back to explain the recent work to Qin Peng, then squeezed out from the room full of screaming people, left the branch office, and went home willingly to reflect.

Now he has a lot of time to sit down and carefully study the materials He Kun sent him.

A thick stack of papers recorded Yuan Guoping's numerous crimes.Some he knew, some he could guess, and some he couldn't imagine.

The renovation project of the No. [-] Prison, which was put on hold due to Huang Tao's prison escape, has been restarted. Because of irregular personnel management, the original construction unit was terminated from the contract.The project was contracted to a little-known small company.

Coincidentally, before Yuan Guoping was promoted, a large-scale renovation project of Mingzhou Prison was also in charge of this company.

What's even more incredible is that this company also won the bid for the second time in the Mingzhou project.

The reason for winning the bid is exactly the same as that of Dongjiang this time: the previous engineering company caused prisoners to escape from prison during construction due to management negligence.And the prisoner who was shot dead on the spot during the roundup after escaping from prison was the key witness in Zhao Lang's case back then.

Seeing this, Xing Yue felt incredible.

The same routine, let alone the medicine, did not even change the soup, just played it again so blatantly.

This Yuan Guoping, is it better to say that he is simple-minded, or should he be said to be confident?

Xing Yue put down the materials in his hand, lit a cigarette, and picked up another stack of photos.

This is a photo of Yuan Guoping visiting several high-end residential areas and villas. Sometimes men and women are with him. They are all young people in their 20s, and they are all pretty.

The photo was placed on top of a stack of real estate certificates, and the real estate owners involved included Yuan Guoping, his wife, and his daughter.

And his wife and children have been living abroad, and sometimes they don't come back once a year.

Because of this, in the early years, there were always some problems related to "life style" around this person.

And the parties involved in those incidents almost all became his "friends" in the end, and the caliber was unified as "misunderstanding", "joking" or "can't remember".

The only outlier was a young boy, 19 years old, a sophomore at the time.He was also "joked" by Yuan Guoping, but he insisted that it was not a misunderstanding.

Unfortunately, the boy died before he could tell the truth to more people.

He died in a bizarre traffic accident, less than 200 meters away from his home.

Xing Yue put down the material in his hand and pressed his heavy forehead.

These bloody words made him very uncomfortable.

He felt guilty, the guilt of being a cop.

Not only to Xiang Hai, but also to that young college student, and everyone in this portfolio.

He rubbed his face and was about to continue looking down when his phone rang suddenly.

"Little sea?"

"Brother... you, can you come pick me up?"

Xing Yue jumped up from the sofa, "Where are you? What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing," Xiang posted an address, "it's just... a little far away."

He was trying his best to control his emotions, Xing Yue could hear it.

"Wait there, I'll be right there!"

Hearing Xing Yue's anxiety, Xiang Hai hurriedly said, "Brother, I'm really fine, don't worry, be careful on the road, I'll be right here waiting for you."

Xing Yue didn't say anything, and hung up the phone.

He put the materials on the table back into the file bag, locked it in the drawer, grabbed his coat and ran out.

This is the first time that Xiang Hai begged himself to pick him up.

Such a person who was afraid of causing trouble to others actually asked himself to pick him up in the middle of the night.

What the hell is wrong with him?

Xing Yue almost stepped on the accelerator.

Half an hour later, the car stopped, Xiang Hai opened the door and sat in.

"Brother, you're driving too fast too. Don't drive so fast next time, it's not safe."

Xing Yue watched him desperately.

Looking at it this way, it seems that he is not injured, and his spirit is still good, but his complexion is not good, his face is so pale that he has no blood, and his forehead is full of sweat in the cold weather.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Everything else was normal, except that one of his hands was still tucked into the skirt of his shirt with half of his arm attached.

"I accidentally got pinched by the door just now." Xiang Hai urged him to drive, "Brother, let's go, I have to go to the hospital."

"Take it out and show me!" Xing Yue stared at him closely.

"elder brother..."

"Hurry up!" Xing Yue yelled at him.

Xiang Hai had no choice but to take his hands out of his clothes little by little.

Xing Yue was stunned.

The porcelain-like fingers are now swollen like a few green radishes, rotten radishes with their skins scratched.

He stared blankly at the hand.Xiang Hai obviously didn't move, but that hand kept shaking.

"Brother," Xiang Hai tried his best to breathe evenly, and said slowly, "Let's drive first, I, I'm in pain...it hurts badly."

Xing Yue took a deep breath, took off his jacket, put it on his lap in a ball, let him put his hands on it, and then started the car.

"Tell me, how did you do it?"

It is impossible to hide this kind of thing from him, so Xiang Hai simply told the whole story.

"Brother, let's not go to the People's Hospital, but find a hospital that is a little bit off."

Xiang Hai is always worried that he will be bumped into by Zhao Lang's people when he goes to a crowded place.

Xing Yue didn't speak, and turned directly at the intersection ahead.

The street lamp flickered by, and his face sank into the shadow again in an instant, like the night sky before a storm, only briefly torn apart by lightning.

When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor saw the film and concluded that the left middle finger and ring finger were fractured.But fortunately, it's not serious, and the knuckle joints are fine.

So the doctor treated Xiang Hai's trauma, put a splint on two fingers, and finally prescribed a painkiller, and let him go home.

"Take the medicine." Back in the car, Xing Yue unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to him.

Xiang Hai still hesitated, "Brother, this medicine won't be addictive, right?"

"Just one grain, it won't happen." Xing Yue gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, "At any rate, you should drink some water first."

Xiang Hai took the water, filled half of the bottle in one go, and licked his lips, "Brother, do you think I'm squeamish?"

"...What are you thinking about?" Xing Yue stroked his frizzy hair.

"You hurt your back so badly before, and I didn't see you taking painkillers."

"Can that be the same? This is your finger."

"Ten fingers to heart..." Xing Yue said, suddenly his nose felt sour, and the circles of his eyes immediately turned red.

Seeing this, Xiang Hai hurriedly said, "Then you feed me." After speaking, he opened his mouth.

Xing Yue peeled off the pill and put it on the tip of his tongue.

Xiang Hai took another sip of water, raised his head and swallowed the medicine.

"Brother, let's go home."

Xing Yue pulled the seat belt over and fastened it for him, "Is it better? Does it still hurt?"

"How can it be so fast." Xiang Hai smiled, stretched out his hand to pull him closer, and kissed his hot eye sockets, "Brother, don't cry."

After returning home, probably because of the strength of the medicine, Xiang Hai felt that although his hands no longer hurt so badly, he became a little dizzy.

Xing Yue cooked the noodles, and the two ate them separately.Then he wrung out a hot towel, scrubbed Xiang Hai clean, and squeezed toothpaste on his toothbrush.

Xiang Hai brushed his teeth slowly, while he stood by and watched.

Xiang Hai looked at the two people in the mirror and laughed inexplicably, "Brother, your service is really considerate."

Xing Yue also looked at him from the mirror, "Then do you have any other needs?"

Xiang Hai spit out the foam in his mouth, "I need to go to the toilet."

"Then I'll help you up."

"...Rogue." Xiang Hai smiled, his eyes began to blur, "I still need to sleep."

"Then I will accompany you."

"I want you to hold me." Xiang Hai leaned towards him bewilderedly.

"Okay, hold it, hold it all the time."

So after washing up, Xing Yue leaned against the head of the bed, let Xiang Hai lean on him, and hugged him.

"Is that okay?"

Xiang Hai nodded with satisfaction.

"Does your hand still hurt?" Xing Yue kneaded the uninjured right hand back and forth.

Xiang Hai shook his head again, throwing out a chaotic thought, "Brother, at the sales office that day, did you add someone on WeChat or not?"

"..."

Xing Yue had already forgotten about it, and it took him a long time to realize what he was asking, "No."

Xiang Hai pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and pressed his face against his chest, "Don't be flirting all the time."

"When did I flirt with you?" Xing Yue lowered his head and kissed the top of his head, "I just flirt with you."

"You can flirt with me..." Xiang Hai said happily, "Oh right, brother, you don't really plan to buy that house, do you?"

"I think so," Xing Yue snorted self-deprecatingly, "But where did the money come from?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly felt very ashamed.I am busy every day, but worry more and more about money.When you see something you like, you only think about it, and it seems stretched.

If I had a lot of money, I could buy that beautiful house, and fill it with blue roses...

"Brother, I'll give you my card." Xiang Hai pinched his face generously, "Go to the bank tomorrow and take out all the money!"

"The password is 170525. You have to remember it."

"What kind of combination is this?" Xing Yue thought it was a date, "Whose birthday is it?"

"Tsk, it was the day I first met you." Xiang Hai frowned dissatisfied, "You won't forget all of it?"

Xing Yue's heart twitched suddenly, and his arms tightened, "I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten."

I will never forget.

Only then did Xiang Hai laugh again in a daze, and lowered his voice mysteriously, "Brother, do you know?"

"what?"

"That's right, I really, really like you."

"..."

"Huh?" Xiang Hai raised his face.

"I know." Xing Yue put his lips on his hot forehead and said softly, "I know."

"What about you?" Xiang Hai still asked unrelentingly.

"I like you better."

"Then who do we like first?"

"I like you first." Xing Yue pinched his chin and kissed him, "At that time you were aloof, I had the cheek to chase you hard, that's why you agreed, forget?"

"Oh, I think...it seems to be the same." Xiang Hai finally smiled happily again.

But in a blink of an eye, he suddenly became very depressed again.

"Brother..." He buried his face in Xing Yue's chest, rubbing back and forth.

"what happened?"

"When Zhao Ting hit my hand today, I was scared." Xiang Hai said, rubbing more fiercely, "I shouldn't be afraid. Will you look down on me?"

"Brother, I want to be as brave as you." Xiang Hai's voice was muffled.

"I thought I could. But I'm still scared."

"Don't look down on me."

Xing Yue had nothing to say.Can only hold him tightly.

I want to say to him, Xiao Hai, you are already very brave, you were already very brave at an age when I didn't need to understand why I should be brave.Would you like to persuade him not to be so brave?

But there was no way to say that.

To such a boyfriend who regards him as a goal and keeps working hard to make himself better, he can't say anything.

Fortunately, Xiang Hai muttered for a while and then fell asleep.Xing Yue hugged him and sat for a long time, and finally fell asleep unknowingly.

I don't know how long he slept, but he was awakened by Xiang Hai's movement.When I woke up, I heard Xiang Hai humming continuously.

"What's wrong?" He immediately sat up straight.

Xiang Hai's hands were trembling, his lips were pale, "It hurts, brother, my hand hurts!"

"It looks like it's going to explode."

Xing Yue understood that the medicine was too strong.He cupped his hand helplessly, "I'll go buy medicine for you!"

"No need." Xiang Hai shook his head with difficulty, "Do you have any ice at home?"

"Yes! I'll get it!"

Saying that, Xing Yue ran to the kitchen.He knocked out a box of ice cubes from the refrigerator, wrapped them in a towel, and ran back.

"Put your hands on it!"

Xiang Hai's hands were terribly hot, and he couldn't help but want to hold on to the cold towel.But just a slight movement of the finger, and immediately another burst of piercing pain.

"Slow down!" Xing Yue carefully wrapped his whole hand in a towel.

He wants to hurt him for him, if possible, he is willing to double the pain on himself, as long as Xiang Hai can feel better.But no one can replace this pain.

It wasn't until the towel was soaked in the melted ice water that Xiang Hai felt that the burning pain was relieved a bit, and his mind became clear.

"Brother, I forgot to tell you one thing."

"Before leaving, Zhao Ting took a photo of me with his mobile phone. I think he wanted to check my background."

"That person is very scheming and difficult to deal with. At that time, he kept asking me if I knew you."

Xing Yue immediately became alert, "He suspects you are an undercover agent?"

Xiang Hai thought for a while, then shook his head, "It's hard to say."

"This man...you can't guess what he's thinking from his appearance." Xiang Hai recalled every expression and movement of Zhao Ting at that time, "I insisted that I didn't know you, but he didn't believe it at all."

"I guess he wants to keep me." Xiang Hai is somewhat sure of this, otherwise Zhao Ting wouldn't have called him, the pony at the end, over, "but he must be trying to find out who I am. After the details."

"Brother, I'm a little worried, what if he finds out that I'm a policeman?"

This is a unique good opportunity, the result of the joint efforts of him and Xing Yue.If he can stay by Zhao Ting's side smoothly, it will bring a huge breakthrough to the whole operation.

He didn't want to lose this opportunity, nor could he lose it.

Hearing what he said, Xing Yue immediately had an answer in his heart.

Zhao Ting definitely suspected that Xiang Hai was an undercover agent, and the way to prove it was very simple, that is, to show Yuan Guoping his photo.

"Xiao Hai, don't worry, he won't find out."

Xing Yue hugged him into his arms and rubbed his hair, "There's me."

Yuan Guoping cannot be allowed to discover Xiang Hai, let alone know that Xiang Hai is Qian Le who is lurking beside Zhao Ting.

This evil cannot be left behind.It seems that I have to speed up the progress.

"Brother, do you have any good ideas?"

"Don't worry about it." Xing Yue looked at his injured hand, "You are responsible for taking care of yourself."

"As for that Zhao Ting..." Xing Yue had already cooked him in the frying pan one hundred and eight times in his heart.

"Brother, don't be impulsive!" Xiang Hai raised his head in fright.Hearing the tone just now, he doubted that Xing Yue would be carrying a submachine gun on his back and throwing Zhao Ting at dawn.

"What are you thinking about?" Xing Yue pushed his head back again, "I'm a policeman, not a hei|social|society."

"Zhao Ting's gang will definitely die, but they can only die under the trial of the law."

"Let's all live well. They don't want to take us to be buried with us."