never forget [criminal investigation]

At the end of the evening news broadcast, Xiang Hai was released back with a tired face and a thick stack of draft paper under his arm.

As soon as he entered the door, he was surrounded by stars, with dancing thumbs in front of his eyes.

"Little brother, you can do it, you can do it!"

"Don't look at our little brother who is usually listless, but he is really ruthless when he is ruthless."

"Why don't you say that leopards are born out of languid people?"

"Just click, kick!"

"That bitch, Lao Sao, just needs to be dealt with."

"However, that person belongs to Hob Knife meat. I heard that he has quite a background. You can't afford to spend time with him, little brother."

"Yes, have you been criticized?"

"What did the instructor say?"

Holding the draft paper, Xiang Hai squeezed out of the crowd little by little, "Give me a warning and let me write a self-criticism, which should be more profound."

Everyone clicked their tongues and said, "It's okay, I didn't write it down for you directly."

"Warning should also deduct a lot of points."

"Guarantee."

"This guy, how many clothes do I have to make to make up for it?"

"The old show must be a warning."

"That is required."

"How do I remember that he recited at least two warnings?"

"Who knows, he is a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water."

"I don't think he intends to get out alive."

Xiang Hai returned to his bed in a daze, only to find that Xing Yue had been half leaning on the bottom of the bed reading a book.Seeing him approaching, he moved his eyes away from the page, raised his chin towards the draft paper in his hand, "Want to write a review?"

"Yeah." Xiang Hai looked at his expression.

Xing Yue sat up, moved to a corner, and left most of the bed for him, "Sit here and write."

"Oh." Xiang Hai pulled out a small bench from under the bed and sat down, spreading the draft paper and pen beside the bed.

He took off the cap of the pen, buckled it on the pen holder, turned over the draft paper, and wrote the words "review" in the middle of the first line of the first page one stroke at a time.

After finishing writing, he raised his eyes again and found that Xing Yue was not looking at him at all.The spine of the book covered half of his face, revealing a pair of eyes half-down.

Xiang Hai shook the penholder between his fingers.

Xing Yue's reaction was far from what he expected.Originally, he was thinking about how to rein in this fierce dog that was bound to scold people in a high-profile way.

did not expect.

He lowered his head again, and continued to ponder his self-criticism, the pen in his hand kept shaking.

Because of Xiang Hai's strong news, today's cell is extremely excited.When it was time to go to bed, the topic had changed from being an old coquette to being a bitch to someone's relative having three children. It turned out that he was not fertile at all when he got sick and went to the hospital.

Xiang Hai scratched his head, a little irritable.More than two hours have passed, and the paper is still empty.

Every once in a while, he looked up.This action was quite obvious, but Xing Yue never responded.

He lay down on the side of the bed sullenly, bit the barrel of the pen for a while, and wrote a ":("

When the cell finally quieted down and the snoring gradually started, Xiang Hai poked Xing Yue's leg and said in a low voice, "Brother, you go to sleep, I'll go and write on it."

Only then did Xing Yue put down the book in his hand, looked at him for a while, got off the bed, hooked the small bench, and sat beside him.

He looked at the page with his head, and Xiang Hai quickly covered it with his hand, "I didn't write much."

Xing Yue pushed his hand away, and saw that except for the three words "criticism", there was only the emoji of dissatisfaction.

He tapped the little broken face with his hand, and Xiang Hai's mouth became half a bracket, "Brother, why are you ignoring me?"

Xing Yue was deeply lucky.

The room was too quiet at the moment, and some people might not be asleep yet. He was worried that he would not be able to control the volume, so he cleared his throat, reached for Xiang Hai's pen, and wrote one line under the little expression:

-What did the instructor tell you?

Xiang Hai glanced at him, took back the pen, and answered in the next line:

-Let me tell the story of the incident, criticize me, say that I will be given a warning and points will be deducted, and then let me come back and write a deep review.

Xing Yue snatched the pen again, and wrote vigorously:

- what the hell are you thinking ?

-What else can I think, just write a review.

-nonsense!I fucking asked you what you were thinking when you kicked Lao Sao!

Emotions are contained in the edge of the pen, and several holes are poked out of the manuscript paper.

Xiang Hai also frowned.

- Nonsense, he disgusts you, how can I spoil him? ?

- he disgusted me?Why can't others see it, why can you see it?

- nonsense, am I someone else? ?

- He didn't cover his eyes for you to see, so you just treat him as an idiot, just pretend he can't see it, okay?

-no.

- Then don't go to the shower with me next time.

-no!

- what the hell are you thinking

- i'm fucking staring at him!If he dares to disgust you again, I'll cut out his eyeballs.

Xing Yue bit his lips tightly, and snored hard at the back of his head.

- can you do the same with him ?He sentenced to 20 years, how about you?He is a rotten person, so he plans to rot here, how about you?Don't want to go out either?Did you know that being punished will affect your commutation of sentence?Once again, the sentence may be increased!

Xiang Hai pulled his face.

-It's just right not to reduce the sentence, anyway, I don't want to reduce it at all.It's better to give me another half a year.

"..."

Xing Yue felt his blood pressure jump up.

- What do you mean giving you another six months?

Xiang Hai remained silent.

- are you fucking sickAre you an idiot?

Xiang Hai took the pen.

- Can I still be stupid with you?

Xing Yue was so angry that there was smoke on his head, he almost cursed, raised his hand and slapped Xiang Hai's back fiercely, with a crisp "slap".

Xiang Hai hissed and stretched out his hand to rub it.

This person is really screwy, and he has screwed up before, but he has never been so irritating.He didn't realize what going out a few months, or even a month earlier, would mean to his life.I don't even realize what it means if the sentence is increased.

- why hit meYou are engaging in domestic violence again!

Xing Yue took a deep breath.

- do you think this is homeThis is prison, understand?Every place has its own rules.At home you can do whatever you want, but here, your behavior is limited.Lao Sao will be punished for breaking the rules, but you should not punish him.As long as you do it, no matter what the reason is, the one who suffers is yourself, understand?

Xiang Hai just stood there silently.

Xing Yue elbowed him.

-? ? ?

Xiang Hai took the pen.

- I don't care how much he disgusts me, but it doesn't matter if he disgusts you.

Gritting his teeth, Xing Yue raised his hand again.

Xiang Hai shrank his shoulders.

Putting down his hands, Xing Yue pressed his forehead.

- OK, Xiang Hai!I'll make it clear to you right now, I'll handle my affairs myself, and you don't have to worry about it.I will take care of myself and so will you.Neither of us should worry about the other!

After finishing writing, he threw the pen away, and there were a few more small holes on the paper.

Xiang Hai watched the pen barrel tumbling a few times, then calmed down again, but he didn't reach out to take it again.

After a long time, seeing him sitting with his head down like that, Xing Yue softened his heart again, sighed, and picked up his pen again.

- We're not here for vacation, it's normal to be wronged, and it's not a big deal.Although this period of time is difficult, it will pass.Then we'll leave clean and tidy.If Lao Sao is disgusting, let him be disgusting, I don't care.But you don't want to do those disgusting things, okay?

Seeing that he finished writing, Xiang Hai pursed his lips.It took me a long time to pick up the pen again.

He moved his hand to the front, scratched his name, crossed out the "item", squeezed a "small" character next to it, and then painted out the angry exclamation marks one by one.

The tip of the pen hesitates in the blank space, writes a few words, then erases, writes again, and erases again.As a result, a row of dark color blocks appeared out of nowhere on the fluttering pages of paper, which made it look much heavier.

He wanted to say "I can take care of myself too, so why did you come to this kind of place? Why did you get involved in these disgusting things", but he didn't have the face.

Now he can say without hesitation, "I don't care how disgusting I am", it is precisely because Xing Yue is by his side that he has given him confidence and courage.

Of course, regardless of whether Xing Yue was there or not, he could get out alive in the end, but was he the one who got out?

And Xing Yue came here just to make him be him forever.

But he left cleanly and left Xing Yue alone among these rotten people, he couldn't do it.

After sketching with his head depressed for a long time, Xiang Hai finally pushed the manuscript paper in front of Xing Yue.

- Brother, don't be angry.

It was impossible not to get angry, Xing Yue thumped his oppressed chest.

- Then you still pick his eyeballs?

- stop picking.

- Just pretend he doesn't exist, okay?

-no.

- Fuck, I'm talking nonsense with you.

- Brother, I'll keep an eye on him.If he disgusts you again, I'll go over and block him.If he continues to be mean, I will report to the discipline.Sue him every time he is cheap, until he can no longer be cheap.

Xing Yue lost his temper in an instant, sighed, and rubbed the place on his back where he had just slapped him.

Xiang Hai immediately climbed up the pole.

-Brother, can I take a shower with you in the future?

Xing Yue was tired.

- fuck off.

Xiang Hai stared at the paper, touched Xing Yue's arm with his elbow, and motioned him to look at the pen tip.

So Xing Yue watched as he drew a zigzag wavy line under the word "bath".

It's a big wave.

Xing Yue frowned and licked his dry lips.

Xiang Hai spoke again.

-Brother, let me tell you, what happened to me when I took a shower today.

Xing Yue grabbed the pen with his hand and cleared his throat vigorously.

- Do you want to be ashamed? ?

A sheet of paper is almost full.

Xing Yue's characters are big and full of emotion, every stroke is like a fist.But this didn't affect his font style, both horizontally and vertically are straight and uncompromising.

A row of words holding hands, slightly scribbled, but more like the barrier that is most unwilling to admit defeat in the blast.

In contrast, Xiang Hai's handwriting is smaller and much neater.It’s just that the first few lines can be done with one stroke, and then I let myself go in the middle.Finally, following that wavy line, they behaved again.

He picked an empty space:

- Brother, I love you.

He pursed his lips, drew a heart seriously, circled the word "love" inside, and showed it to Xing Yue.

"..."

Terrible, terrible, this vixen is really terrible.

Xing Yue stared at him speechlessly for a while, stood up, and silently climbed to the upper bunk to sleep.

So Xiang Hai carefully tore off this page of "review book", folded it, and hid it under Xing Yue's pillow first.

Since Xing Yue's handwriting was too strong, he tore off a few more sheets and started over on a new flat page.

"Review".

"Respected prison leaders..."

After opening his head, Xing Yue grabbed the edge of the bed again and poked out half of his head.

"Why?" Xiang Hai raised his face.

"Blindfold."

"Oh."

He stood up and handed the blindfold up.

Xing Yue took it over and smacked his head, "Smile, hurry up and write your self-criticism."

Xiang Hai didn't know when he fought until the end. In short, he finished writing before dawn.

Three pages of paper are eloquently written, every word is earnest and every sentence is sincere.

During roll call in the morning, he handed in his self-criticism.The guard glanced briefly, nodded slightly, and signaled that he could continue to follow the others to run in the queue.

When he arrived at the factory, Xing Yue worked hard to improve his skills all day long.

Although the sewn things are not very decent, at least the sobbing is not so severe.

As usual, Xiang Hai pushed over the finished work and let him only deal with the rough edges.

But Xing Yue resolutely pushed it back, and said that in the future, he would do all the work by himself, and he would be responsible for more or less.

There are extra reward points for overcompleting tasks. Although it is far less than the points deducted for a warning, it can still make up for it.The more points you have, the more likely you are to get a reduced sentence.

Seeing him busy with half the effort, Xiang Hai became very anxious, "Brother, it's okay, I just need to work faster, don't mess with it."

Xing Yue ignored him and continued to step on his sewing machine.

After a week, the guards and instructors visited Xiang Hai several times, mainly criticizing and educating, supplemented by guidance and encouragement.It is impossible to revoke the punishment, but in view of his sincere attitude of admitting his mistakes, the turmoil of this page was finally over.

Finally, looking forward to Sunday again, the two of them went to the sports field as usual.

The weather was not good that day, it was gloomy and the air was exceptionally cool.Xiang Hai sniffled his nose like a half-fairy, and said, "There is humidity, it might snow."

Perhaps because of the weather, there were not as many people playing today as usual.There was even an unofficial game on a field.

The two groups of people fought in full swing, and from time to time there were shouts of applause and cursing in various accents.

Seeing that Xiang Hai was watching with great interest, Xing Yue encouraged him to go up to play as well.

While moving his arms, Xiang Hai stared at the situation on the field, "I wonder if they can take me to play."

"Is there anything to bring here? They're just temporary people." Xing Yue gently pushed him on the back, "Go over and wait, see if someone is tired, go up and replace him."

"Okay." Xiang Hai agreed, then turned around again, "Brother, don't you want to play?"

"You go, I'll watch." Xing Yue said with a smile.

So Xiang Hai moved to the sidelines.

Sure enough, after standing for a while, someone came down panting.As soon as Xiang Hai raised his hand to the people on the field, he ran up.

Both groups wore the same clothes, distinguished only by a yellow armband tied on the sleeve.

Xiang Hai took the armband from the person who left the field, tied it on his arm, and looked back at Xing Yue.

Xing Yue smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Such an irregular game, and on such a field with four walls, naturally there are not so many rules, let alone any coordination.

As a fresh blood, Xiang Hai was surrounded by three opponents as soon as he got the ball in the backcourt.Without exception, his teammates all ran to the basket in the frontcourt.

Xiang Hai gave a "tsk" and began to look for opportunities while controlling the ball.

The three of them looked at him seriously, and they all called out for "thugs", "pull", and "body collision".

Because there is no referee, of course it is not a foul.

Xing Yue frowned as he watched off the court.

Xiang Hai protected the ball, leaned on one with his body, blocked the other with his arm, and waited for an opportunity while dribbling.

The stalemate lasted for a long time, and one person on the other side couldn't hold on.Just when he straightened up and was about to take a breath, Xiang Hai suddenly accelerated, the ball passed between the man's legs, and with a "pop", it returned to Xiang Hai's hand behind him.

Xiang Hai ran all the way with the ball, and there was a sound of "Fuck me" behind him.

When they came within the three-point line, the two people under the opponent's basket rushed over.The same routine, one pulled his arm, and the other squeezed him towards the sideline.

Just before his body lost control, Xiang Hai passed the ball.

The teammate caught the ball and wandered around for a while, but didn't find a suitable opportunity to make a shot.

At this time, all five opponents came to the basket.

The teammate quickly passed the ball again,

The ball is in the hands of another teammate. Although he is unguarded, he is too far from the basket and the angle is not good.He didn't hesitate at all, and directly dialed the ball out again.

The ball hit the ground and bounced quickly, but the passing route was not very clear.

Seeing that the ball was about to be broken, Xiang Hai took a step and scooped the ball into his hands before the opponent touched it.

The opponent's routine is that where the ball is, the person will go there, and whoever gets the ball will attack him.

As soon as Xiang Hai held the ball firmly, two people with four arms came over.

Xiang Hai held the ball, squatted halfway, and took off.

The two people on the opposite side immediately jumped up.

When the two landed on the ground, Xiang Hai took off, and at the same time the basketball left his hand, drew a perfect curve in the air, and fell into the basket with a "shua".

"Fuck! Awesome!"

"Fuck, you idiot, why don't you hit him!"

People on the field expressed their appreciation with these unique slogans.

Xing Yue slapped his hands fiercely off the court, and whistled loudly again.

Xiang Hai looked back.Tsk, it's a pity, the next half step is a three-pointer.

Afterwards, he raised his face and ran towards Xing Yue shiningly.Seeing that her boyfriend was applauding herself, she turned a corner with a smile and turned back to the field.

Xing Yue's sensitive and fragile nerves were severely teased again.

Depend on.

He rubbed his nose and continued watching the game.

Xiang Hai played more and more smoothly on the field, and the score became less and less suspenseful.

Every time a goal was scored, Xiang Hai would naively look for Xing Yue on the sidelines, and Xing Yue would wave to him happily.

After a while, when Xiang Hai ran over again, Xing Yue signaled him to play first, and return the borrowed book by himself, and get a new one.

The prison library has a break at noon. He came out with books in the morning and was too lazy to bring them back, so he planned to return the books before the library's lunch break.

Xiang Hai nodded, indicating that he understood.

He was sweating all over from running, and while talking to Xing Yue, he took off his coat, casually put it on the basketball hoop at the side, and returned to the court wearing only the T-shirt inside.

Xing Yue went straight to the library.

Halfway through the room with the "examination area" sign, I found that the door was open, and there were still many people inside, and the words "examination center", "safety", and "discipline" were faintly heard.

He stopped at the door for a while, and saw that the people inside had signs around their necks and were accompanied by several prison guards. They looked very similar to the group of people he and Xiang Hai met last week.

At this time, a prison guard inside noticed that someone was watching the excitement, and was about to come over to drive him away, but Xing Yue slipped away on his own initiative.

When he arrived at the library, he returned the book first, and then went to pick another one from the bookshelf.

When going through the procedures for borrowing books, he asked the administrator, "Excuse me, what is the room with the name 'examination area' on it?"

The administrator looked up at him and continued to work on the computer, "It's for the exam."

"...Oh." Xing Yue asked again, "What kind of test did you take?"

The administrator frowned slightly and raised his eyelids, "Of course it's a self-examination, what else can it be?"

Self examination!

Xing Yue's heart throbbed suddenly, like a window suddenly opened in a dusty house.

He moved closer, and clasped the administrator's desktop tightly with both hands, "Well, sorry, can you please explain in more detail?"

"What are the requirements for registration at this test center, when is the registration time, and what are the restrictions..."

His questions were so many and urgent that the administrator was a little impatient.Glancing at the people queuing up behind him, he signaled him to stand aside, "Go back and ask your supervisor about the specific situation. He has a charter and a registration form. It's useless to ask me."

"Next!"

Xing Yue stood aside, even though he didn't ask anything, he was still very excited and almost forgot to take all the books he borrowed.

The wish he shared with Xiang Hai was almost forgotten.

Now, he saw hope again.

It was almost time, and the people on both sides were almost too tired to run.

"Okay, brother," a teammate with a yellow armband came over and patted Xiang Hai on the shoulder, "Come play again next week!"

"Okay!" Xiang Hai also smiled at him, "Is this the time?"

The man made an "OK" gesture, and walked away with the others.

Xiang Hai wiped the sweat off his forehead, glanced in the direction of the library, and then went to get his clothes.

But when he got under the basketball hoop, he froze.

My clothes were clearly hung well, but now they fell on the ground, and it was obviously wet a lot.

He bent down to pick it up, but suddenly covered his nose.

A strong foul smell made him almost vomit.

He pinched the cuffs, picked up the clothes, and found that apart from a few yellow water stains on the front and back, there was actually a white sticky thing on it.

"Hold!!"

Xiang Hai slammed his clothes onto the ground, "Who did it!"

"Who the hell did it!"

He glanced around angrily, and soon found several people standing under the basketball hoop opposite.

"It's you again!"

Xiang Hai gritted his teeth and walked towards them, at the same time the people opposite him also walked towards him.

Several people meet in the center of the venue.

"You made my clothes like that?" Xiang Hai suppressed the fire.

"What kind?" Lao Sao stood opposite, shaking his legs.

He is about the same size as Xiang Hai, but he is much stronger, and he has many helpers by his side.

"What exactly do you want?" Xiang Hai knew that there was no reason to talk to this kind of person.

“怎么样？”老骚冷哼了一声，摸了摸还有些青肿的脸颊，“好说，你他妈让我痛痛快快揍一顿，再跪着给我舔鞋认错，就算完事儿。 "

"I think you haven't written enough review."

"Review counts as J8." Lao Sao spat, then rolled his eyes suddenly, and smiled, "It's okay if you don't want to be beaten, you can ask that guy named Xing Yue out to make me feel good..."

"Fuck|You|Mom!" Xiang Hai immediately jumped out like a leopard.

"Hold!"

The people next to him immediately held him down and covered all directions with their bodies.

Lao Sao patted the ball one by one, as if a group of them were playing together and were about to kick off.

"Hmph." He sniffed, and scratched his crotch again, "Actually, you look pretty good, although I'm not my type, but I'm easy to talk and can make do with it."

He looked at Xiang Hai, "It doesn't matter if you don't ask Xing Yue to come over, you can lick it for me, if it feels comfortable, we're done."

"Fuck you!" Xiang Hai spat on his face.

Lao Sao's face turned cold in an instant, and he rubbed his sleeve on his face, "Okay, don't give me a face, right?"

"Then let's play ball."

As he said that, he leaned over while dribbling the ball, and under the cover of the person next to him, he hit Xiang Hai's stomach with his elbow.

"Fuck you!" Xiang Hai bowed and cursed again.

So Lao Sao raised his knee again and pressed it firmly against Xiang Hai's chin.

"Fuck you!" Xiang Hai scolded again.

Lao Sao fights again.

"I'm going to your mother!"

"I'm going to your mother!"

"I'm going to your mother!"

......

Xu Shi's movement became louder and louder, and people gradually gathered around here.

Lao Sao raised his eyes and said to the people next to him, "Let's go."

A circle of people quickly dispersed, throwing Xiang Hai on the ground.

"It's over!" Lao Sao walked, threw the basketball in his hand, then turned around suddenly, and threw the ball heavily towards Xiang Hai.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't pass it on." He smiled, "Let's make an appointment next week!"

"I am waiting for you."

They walked away, someone came to help Xiang Hai, "Are you okay?"

Xiang Hai shook his head, and slowly stood up on his knees, "Thank you, I'm fine."

He looked back at his dirty clothes, only to realize that someone had hung them on the basketball hoop at some point, like a flag of shame, exuding a disgusting smell.