never forget [criminal investigation]

The car turned off, and He Xionghui pulled up the handbrake, "Well, Xiao Ke, go in, we'll pick you up later."

"Yeah." Zhu Ke, who was sitting in the co-pilot, unbuckled his seat belt and put the schoolbag on his lap aside.

"I'm going too!" Before He Xionghui could react, the little boy in the back seat had already pulled off his seat belt with ease, opened the car door and jumped out.

"Tsk!" He Xionghui also hurriedly got out of the car, grabbing his frisky son, "You just wait!"

"I'm going with my sister!" The little boy began to twist his body wildly, waving his two little arms.

"What are you going to do? My sister has serious business, so don't make trouble!" He Xionghui simply picked him up and put him under his arm.

"Ah!!" The little boy began to release the magic sound.

"Little brother, be good." At this time, Zhu Ke also came around from the front of the car, pinched the little boy's face, "Wait, sister will take you to ride in the afternoon, ah."

The little boy was only quiet for a few seconds, then he grinned and scratched at Zhu Ke's back, "I'm going too, sister, I'm going too!"

The car door slammed shut, and then there was silence behind him.

Zhu Ke raised his head, his line of sight was blocked by a high wall, and countless cameras were staring at her.She zipped up the zipper of her school uniform jacket, took a deep breath, and walked in.

"Hello, classmate Zhu Ke." Unexpectedly, someone was already waiting there, and extended his hand to her enthusiastically, "My name is Xiang Hai, nice to meet you."

She froze for a moment, and didn't intend to shake hands with this man, but just glanced at his face, then glanced at the stack of papers beside her.

Are you really looking for me to tutor?Zhu Ke was surprised.

Xiang Hai withdrew his hand in the air, rubbed it on his pants, sat down first, and sorted out the stack of papers, "Thank you for coming, it's such a long way, I will pay you the tuition fee and the transportation fee together later .”

Zhu Ke looked at the whole room and everyone in the room for a long time, and then sat down on the chair opposite, "No, I'm just doing Chris a favor."

Her voice is quite sweet, but it carries a temperature that is thousands of miles away, like the crunchy syrup that wraps the outside of candied haws in winter.

"Chris help me, you help Chris, I thank you, there's nothing wrong with it." Xiang Hai smiled at her.

Zhu Ke frowned slightly, "I'm not short of money, and I didn't come here to make money."

"Do you have a lot of pocket money?" Xiang Hai asked very familiarly.

"Ah."

"So you've never had a job?"

"Why do I have to work?"

"Of course it's for making money." Xiang Hai shrugged, "There was never a time when you wanted to buy something big but were too embarrassed to ask your family for money?"

"You can spend the money you earn as you like. Be diligent, maybe you can even save your freshman tuition."

Zhu Ke blinked twice.

Her eyebrows are slender, and the ends of her eyes are raised with the eyebrows, obviously carrying the shadow of Zhu Haoyang, but with a little more freedom and agility and the innocence of a girl.

"Then how much are you going to pay me?"

"Hmm..." Xiang Hai pondered, "How about 300 a class, plus 100 transportation allowance?"

400?Surprise flashed through the girl's eyes, and she hid it in her heart again.

So, if I come here every week...

"It cost 2 yuan that year."

With this money, it may have been possible to start a self-sufficient life before.And the little brother is about to go to school, so I will use the money I earned to give him an entrance gift. Being a big sister is still very face-saving.

Still, can this guy afford it?

"What are you thinking?" Xiang Haile said, "I will take the exam in June next year, and you won't be free after school starts, so you can spare some time during the winter vacation.

Zhu Ke pursed his lips and calculated with his hands hidden in the sleeves of his school uniform, "Excluding the midterm, final, and other special circumstances, I can guarantee at least 7 months to attend classes."

Twelve thousand is also acceptable.

"No, you are in a critical period now, don't be distracted by this matter." Xiang Hai was very determined.

Zhu Ke was a little impatient, so he changed his angle again, "Then, besides you, is there anyone else here who needs to make up lessons?"

"Why? Are you still planning to contract this test center?" Xiang Hai looked at the girl opposite with her head slightly tilted, with a serious expression, her black and smooth long ponytail resting on one shoulder.

"Introduce another person, and I can give you a discount." Zhu Ke threw out the bait, and his lowered eyelashes covered the little thoughts in his eyes.

"Play a few off?"

"...[-]% off." Zhu Ke broke his heart and gave him a price.

Xiang Hai laughed out loud, "I said, this classmate, you are too calculating, aren't you? Even if you pay [-]% off, you won't be happy with [-]% off."

"Why?"

"Just because you are planning to receive double transportation allowances in one class."

"...Pfft." Zhu Ke didn't hold back, amused by his bandit logic, but quickly pressed his lips together again.

"But if you really want to earn extra money, I still have a job here. I don't know if you're interested." Xiang Hai skillfully turned the ballpoint pen in his hand, posing as a party A.

"Let's hear it." Zhu Ke leaned forward, propping his elbows on the table.

"As for me, I used to have a radio program with quite a lot of fans." Xiang Hai took out a few thin pages from the bottom of the paper while talking, "Now it has been stopped for nearly a year, it would be a pity to just give up like this .”

"Recently, I found time to write some manuscripts." He pushed the stack of papers to the opposite side. "If you are willing to update for me, 100 yuan per episode, how about it?"

Zhu Ke reached out to take it, the expression on his face changed from surprise to stunned, "Oh... I, I remembered, just say why your voice is so familiar!"

"The 'Beauty Trap' that Chris reposted earlier is your show, right?"

"Yes." Xiang Hai smiled smugly, "How is the show? Is it worthy of five-star praise?"

"That's good," Zhu Ke finally raised the corners of his mouth, "But, why did you call yourself by such a name? Isn't it obvious that you are taking advantage of others?"

"Don't think about it, that's my profession, okay?" Xiang Hai said, "But since you said that, I'll delete the first two words later."

"Uncle??" Zhu Ke lost his voice, and immediately covered his mouth.Laughter was muffled in the palm of his hand, and the joy escaping from his fingers flicked his fluffy bangs, revealing a pair of smiling eyes.

Xiang Hai was also amused, "Don't call me that in person, you should call me old."

The two laughed for a while, and Zhu Ke felt hot, so he pulled down the zipper that was protruding his chin, revealing the T-shirt inside, and smoothed the collar of the school uniform, pointing to the few pieces of paper in front of him and asked, "Would you like me?" Can I see it?"

"You haven't said whether you'll take the job yet."

"Take it, why don't you take it." Zhu Ke raised his eyebrows, "But you trust me so much, aren't you afraid that I'll smash your signboard and scare your fans away?"

"If you run away, your salary will be deducted, and if you raise it, you will get a commission. If you can help me upgrade to a red diamond anchor, all the rewards will be given to you as bonuses."

Zhu Ke bit his lower lip, feeling that the temptation is quite big, and risks and benefits coexist.

"Okay, deal." She offered her hand.

Xiang Hai also extended his hand again, "It's a happy cooperation."

Zhu Ke shook his hand twice before asking again, "Can I watch it now?"

"Farewell, you can go back and read it, or I will be embarrassed." Xiang Hai was reserved again.

"Tch." Zhu Ke rolled his eyes, suppressed his curiosity, put the manuscript aside, and pulled the stack of papers to his eyes to flip through them.

"I didn't expect that you really asked me to tutor me."

"if not?"

The enthusiasm gradually dissipated, and the two of them didn't speak for a long time, and the "rustling" sound of the test paper was also drowned out by the joys and sorrows around them.

"Actually, I know you." Zhu Ke said coldly, twirling the edge of the paper with his white fingertips, "You know me too, right?"

"Yeah." Xiang Hai supported his chin with one hand, and twirled the ballpoint pen with the other.

"The news a while ago was about the drug cartel, and the screens of mobile phones and TVs were swiped." Zhu Ke's gaze was always out of Xiang Hai's sight, as if he was talking to himself.

"At that time, Uncle He was so happy that he drank wine several times at home and asked me to have a drink too. Grandpa He was also very happy."

"Later, last week, Chris found me suddenly and said that she had a friend who was preparing for the self-examination, and asked me if I would like to help with tutoring. I was quite surprised at the time, how could this matter come to me?"

"I liked Chris a lot, so I agreed. But she asked me to ask the parents for advice again."

"I didn't expect that when I went back and told Uncle He about this, he would tell me that that person was you, and you were the... policeman who helped them avenge." Zhu Ke lowered his voice at the right time, and then said coldly Yang Qi, "However, you don't think I'm so easy to deceive, do you?"

At this moment, she finally raised her eyes, looking over with black and white pupils, "Don't think I don't know what your purpose is."

The girl's eyes were clear, easily reflecting the expectation in her heart, but she was clumsily probing.

Xiang Hai put down the ballpoint pen in his hand.

He was easily caught by this gaze.

He had seen the same look in Xing Yue's eyes more than once.When drinking ribs and winter melon soup; when asking why Luo Meihua didn't like him and what he did wrong; when standing in the heavy snow in the pharmaceutical factory and witnessing him being taken away by the police car; when looking at the photos left by Xing Yiqing. ..

Two people with simple and pure minds are suffering for those expectations that are clearly within reach but always out of reach.

In his amber eyes, they must have all seen their lost faces.

The ballpoint pen was soon in Zhu Ke's hands again, smearing irregularly on the blank space of the test paper, making a "swish, swipe" sound.

"You know Zhu Haoyang, right?" The little girl couldn't hold her breath after all.

"It's considered acquaintance. He helped me." Xiang Hai told the truth.

"Is he the one who asked you to find me?"

The sound of "唰唰唰" stopped, and Zhu Ke stared at the nib of the pen.

Xiang Hai didn't know how to answer.

She must be looking forward to it.Otherwise, he wouldn't come to this kind of place wearing the school uniform of a key high school, so outstanding, it's like wearing a report card on his body.

The last time she came back here, she was still a primary school student. She was frightened by her father's appearance, so she ran away and disappeared for nearly ten years.Now she's grown up, mustered up, and carries her pride.Maybe Dad was watching somewhere?Maybe for the sake of her hard work, don't be sad about the past anymore.

She is still waiting, minute by minute, the tip of the pen does not move.

"No, no, really!" Xiang Hai hurriedly waved his hands, "I asked Chris for help, it's really none of Hao Yang's business."

"I don't know him very well, and I haven't even said a word. Don't misunderstand him."

Only then did Zhu Ke's tense shoulders relax, and he exhaled lightly, and the ponytail slid to one side of his cheek.

The tip of the ballpoint pen rolled again, this time with some regularity, circle after circle, like building a maze.

"He didn't talk to you, maybe it's not cold, it's just because he's dumb." Her tone became cold again.

"Brother Haoyang can speak now," Xiang Hai explained, "but it's more difficult, so he usually doesn't like to make a sound."

Zhu Ke suddenly raised his eyes.Xiang Hai instantly fell into her gaze again.

He hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, "Why don't you leave your phone number, and I'll pass it on to him later, so he can call you?"

Zhu Ke looked at him for a while, and finally lowered his head, "Forget it."

If you really want to fight, you don't have to wait until today.

However, she was still a little reconciled.Xiang Hai was obviously entrusted by others.

So she wrote down a series of numbers in the corner of the scribbled test paper, "This is my mobile phone, but it's fine to call, you can send WeChat."

Xiang Hai smiled helplessly, "Student, you think this is a school, and you still send WeChat messages, where did you get your mobile phone?"

"..." Zhu Ke was also speechless by himself, pursed his lips, and silently crossed out the string of numbers.

Xiang Hai didn't stop her, and carefully suggested, "Actually, when it's not convenient to make a phone call, you can write a letter."

"...Writing letters?" Zhu Ke frowned, "Is there anyone still writing letters now? Are they old people?"

"..."

After being KO'd by the post-00s, Xiang Hai fell headlong into the gap of the times. He had tasted enough of Xing Yue's past hardships, and he didn't have his ability to fight forever, so he could only lie on the bottom of the ditch and slowly petrify.

Sensing that Xiang Hai seemed to have suddenly become vicissitudes, Zhu Ke realized sensitively, "Don't tell me that you are the kind of person who likes to write letters."

"Well, I'm writing, every day." Yes, I am the kind of post-90s who wear reading glasses and write letters.

"...Oh, I'm sorry." Zhu Ke felt that he shouldn't be laughing at this time, so he quickly turned the atmosphere into a warmer direction, "Are you writing to your grandparents? Or grandparents?"

Xiang Hai really didn't know how to answer these words.

Zhu Ke took a panoramic view of his twists and turns, and his heart skipped a beat, "Don't tell me, it's for your girlfriend..."

What kind of antique way of falling in love is this?Are these two people unearthed cultural relics?

"No..." Xiang Hai scratched his forehead.

"That's your...wife?"

"Neither..."

Zhu Ke couldn't understand it a little bit.

"It's...my boyfriend." Xiang Hai said.

"!!!"

Zhu Ke's eyes widened unprecedentedly.

What kind of textbook-level way of falling in love is this?Are these two CPs who came out of three dimensions?

Her heartbeat quickened inexplicably, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Why are you lying to me?"

"really..."

"So what?"

"Sure enough, all handsome people have boyfriends."

"..."

"Then is your boyfriend handsome?"

"of course."

"More handsome than you?"

"necessary."

"Do you have a photo?"

"...No."

"Is that why he chased you first?"

"..."

"You chased him?"

"It doesn't count."

"Running in both directions?!"

"Where do you come from so many words?"

"Depend on."

"Hey..."

"Thank you, I got it."

Zhu Ke sighed, his cheeks with a few small freckles were deformed by his hands, and he was inexplicably intoxicated in the somewhat illusory romance that belonged to others.

"But I still don't understand, why don't you call? Are you not allowed to call here?"

Probably not, she checked the information, the prison is allowed to call family members outside.

Xiang Hai took back the paper that had been smeared beyond recognition, and refolded it neatly, "We were all, cough, police officers, and sometimes we couldn't see each other for a few days when we were busy."

The square paper was turning around in Xiang Hai's hands, "So when I don't see it, I'm used to looking through the chat records. But here, I don't have a mobile phone, and there are no chat records."

"The words spoken will slip away along the current, but the words written on the paper will always be on the paper."

Speaking of this, Xiang Hai paused, "Zhu Ke, you must know what it feels like to miss someone."

Zhu Ke was immersed in Xiang Hai's slightly bitter love story, when her name was called suddenly, she was taken aback.

"In fact, the people you miss are also thinking of you."

"Because a person's brain can't be idle, always thinking about something. If you happen to be his only one, then he must miss you too."

"Sometimes the more I like a person, the more I want to hide myself. I think he is so good, like the brightest star in the universe, but I am like dust. Maybe be a non-luminous satellite, just surround yourself like that Just watch him spin, always keep a safe distance, watch from afar, even the shadow is reluctant to cast on him."

Zhu Ke bit his lip tightly.

Xiang Hai looked at her, "Life in prison is not easy, especially when a person loses hope. Some people are destined to stay here for a long time, or even a lifetime. Some people never receive a letter, and some letters It has been turned over long ago, and the words can’t be read clearly.”

"I am very lucky. People I miss often write to me, and I can recite every letter by heart."

"Zhu Ke, I never meant to kidnap you by saying this, nor did I speak for brother Haoyang. This is a matter between you father and daughter, and no one else has the right to intervene."

"I just hope you stop being so hard on yourself. Believe me, I understand all your feelings, because I have experienced everything you have experienced. That's why I hope you can live happily, like now I."

Zhu Ke's eye circles were already red, but the tears were surging, and she resisted them from falling.

"If he, he really missed me, why didn't he find me, he never looked for me, he didn't even make a phone call! Why didn't he write to me! I'm here now, and he Don't come to see me!"

"Because he has no courage." Xiang Hai said, "Because you are much braver than him."

"Brave? Me??" Zhu Ke raised his eyes, his white lips parted slightly.

In the end, the tears still fell down, scrambling to roll over those small freckles, leaving two long water marks on her still immature face.

She doesn't understand.

"They said he killed someone, that he was a murderer, and that I was the murderer's daughter. Did you see the scar on his neck? Uncle He said he had a longer one on his body. How could he not be brave?"

"That's not bravery."

Xiang Hai felt around his body, but there was no tissue or handkerchief, so he had to give up.

"Zhu Ke, to be honest, do you think I'm brave?"

Zhu Ke wiped his face with the sleeve of his school uniform, "Of course."

With a strong nasal voice, she said, "Uncle He said, you are in that drug gang... That's the one."

"He said that it was a narrow-death job, and ordinary people would never be able to do it. He said that your survival depends on fate."

Xiang Hai smiled and propped his chin, "But why do I feel that I'm not brave at all?"

Zhu Ke wiped away his tears and stared at him blankly.

"I am still afraid of being called the son of a drug dealer; my boyfriend, I liked him first, but I dare not tell him; I am afraid of losing him, but I dare not let him wait for me; I am afraid of getting Those beautiful things, because I feel that one day I will lose them even more; I am even afraid of having nightmares."

"But I'm really lucky because someone I love is brave and he gave me courage."

"So I became a better version of myself."

"Zhu Ke, I think you are also very brave, braver than brother Haoyang. So would you like to give him some courage?"

Zhu Ke opened the door, got into the co-pilot, and pulled the seat belt to fasten it.

He Xionghui observed for a while, and felt that there was nothing unusual, so he asked carefully, "Xiao Ke, did the tutoring go well?"

"Well, it went well."

"Oh, that's good." He Xionghui heaved a sigh of relief and started the car.

The little boy sitting in the back seat was concentrating on peeling oranges. Seeing Zhu Ke came back, he immediately handed the peeled oranges to the front, "Sister, eat oranges."

Zhu Ke turned his head and found that the orange juice had dripped down his small arm to his elbow, so he quickly grabbed a paper towel to wipe it off, "Your brother is so kind, sister doesn't want to eat it, you can eat it."

The little boy was not happy, he arched his body, and persistently pushed the orange into her hand.

Zhu Ke had no choice but to take it.

She turned around, peeled a piece and put it in her mouth, sweet water overflowed, accompanied by the aroma of oranges.

She tore out two more paper towels, wrapped the remaining oranges and put them on her lap, wiped her hands clean, and then picked up the few pages of manuscript Xiang Hai handed her.

She unfolded the first one.

"About Bravery"

What exactly does it mean to be brave?This topic is a bit too big to answer.

There are many brave people around me.

Some people have been climbing alone, no one believes that he can reach the top; some people have an ordinary life, but dare to lead home the wandering children like monsters; some people love like a flame, burning in every incredible place .

They passed and spread like fire, so my timid person was also illuminated.

To me, doing things despite being afraid is a testament to being brave.

Bravery is the beating heart in the rain of bullets, the flower that blooms in the desert, and the ray of light in the darkest abyss.

I am not brave enough, but I will try to be braver, for those who light me up and need me to light up.

Hope you too.

"Xiao Ke, are you okay?" He Xionghui noticed that Zhu Ke had been staring at the papers since he got in the car, and sniffed from time to time.

"It's okay." Zhu Ke shook his head and turned to the next page.

"About Home"

My home is a house smelling like oranges, where my favorite people live.

We are not related by blood, but our hearts always beat synchronously as if we had an induction.

He is happier than me when I am happy, and I am sadder than him when he is sad.

It turned out that this is the feeling of family.

Under the same roof, laughing and laughing, noisy, and occasionally jumping around.

And my boyfriend's home is just a concept, it can be a mansion, a classroom, or even the side of the road.

So can you imagine what our home actually looks like?

So what is your home like?Are you on your way home?Is your family waiting for you?

......

"Hey, what, Xiao Ke, what's wrong with you?"

He also found Zhu Ke sitting there with his head down, tears pattering down the stack of papers, He Xionghui panicked.

"Why are you still crying? Tell me what happened to you!"

Zhu Ke folded the pages of the manuscript, put them in his schoolbag, wiped his eyes again, and then turned around, "Uncle He, thank you."

"?" He Xionghui was even more confused.

"And little brother." She turned her head again, and said to the little boy in the back seat who was still seriously peeling another orange, "Thank you too, little brother."

The little boy raised his head and was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't hear the first half of the sentence, and only heard "thank you".

So he laughed reflexively, "Thank you sister."

"Hello sister--sorry--thank you--it's okay--bye..."

She was amused.

In the younger brother's infinite loop of civilized and polite language BGM, Zhu Ke wiped away his tears and said to He Xionghui, "Uncle He, I want to visit my dad, can you contact him for me?"