never forget [criminal investigation]

The term "informant" seems to have the same ancient flavor as that non-smart phone.

This profession, which cannot be called a profession, was once active in both black and white.At that time, almost every policeman had informants on hand, and some had quite a few.

However, after all, they are all people who walk on the edge of order, and what they exchange is all benefits.Therefore, there are police officers who were tricked by their trusted informants, and there are also informants who were ruthlessly abandoned after using them.This kind of cooperative relationship that cannot be seen in pen and ink has existed for a long time without black and white.

Later, due to the continuous improvement of criminal investigation techniques and methods, the requirements for police discipline continued to increase, and the "profession" of "informant" basically disappeared from the police's field of vision.

The official line is: stop engaging in informants.

But secretly, this cooperative relationship of getting what they need has never been broken.

At 10:30 in the evening, Xing Yue left home.He didn't drive or ride a bicycle, so he took a taxi and went straight to a high-end bar street near Binjiang Road.

Just after eleven o'clock, he pushed open the door of a bar called "Hotfire".

The door is heavy and the sound insulation is good.So much so that the insects could be heard one second, and the next second, the overwhelming sound waves could almost knock off the scalp.

Even though he had made enough preparations, the moment he opened the door, Xing Yue's brain was still buzzing, and his ears were almost shaken.

The door closed behind him, and the whole person was within the fire range of the subwoofer, and he felt his heart pounding.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and this midnight is destined to be extraordinarily noisy.

Xing Yue seldom haunts this kind of place, one is that he has no time, and the other is that he is not interested.The only few visits were all to investigate the case.Fang Qiao felt very puzzled by this, saying that he lived like an old man.

In the bar, it's dark or not, and it's bright or not.Unexplained lights and sweeping rhythms sweep around, just right so that you can see someone, but you can't see clearly.One second, people are dancing, and the light flashes through the charming eye shadows, and the next second, people are in front of them, with fire in their eyes.

Is that how the name "Hotfire" came from?Xing Yue pondered, but he didn't want to get angry.So he bypassed the girl who was entwined like a snake.

The person who made an appointment to meet him here is called He Xionghui, and as his name suggests, he looks like a bear.He is an important informant.

This man is 37 and [-] years old, and his way of life is quite wild, and he can talk to people on all walks of life.He's the one who owns the bar.Although he is not considered a huge rich man, he is unambiguous in spending money.

It is said that this is what his father did. It turned out that the father and father worked together very well.But then I don't know why, the father folded in, and he hasn't come out until now.So he was left alone.

Xing Yue was puzzled by this for a while, why would such a person be willing to be his informant?Picture what?

If he was planning to seek some kind of asylum, then with his contacts, it should be easy to get a higher-level role than himself.

He Xionghui has also committed crimes, not to mention how serious they are, they are nothing more than accidents caused by business, fighting and smashing the scene.It was the younger brother who did the work, and he himself stood by and watched.But as the person in charge of the business site, he was still arrested and locked up for a few days.

Of course Xing Yue doesn't care about these things, firstly, it's unnecessary, and He Xionghui didn't open his mouth at all.

If you can't figure out this person's true intentions, you can't trust him.

For this reason, He Xionghui took the initiative to find him several times, provided many clues, and helped them solve several cases.

Xing Yue made it clear to him from the very beginning, "Don't expect me to catch you at a critical moment. If you make a mistake, I will catch you."

There is no free favor in this world.It's like depositing money in a passbook, depositing a sum now in order to withdraw it with interest in the future.Xing Yue didn't intend to give him a chance to take money out of his own pocket.

But He Xionghui didn't say anything about it, he just said "Call me if I have something to do" and left.

After a long time, until now, He Xionghui has never begged him once.

Today is the first time Xing Yue took the initiative to find him.As for how to repay this favor in the future, let's talk about it later.

The space in the bar is very large, with a sunken bar counter and dance floor in the middle, and there are two floors in a circle around it, with large and small booths distributed.

The beating beams of light focused on the dance floor in the middle, where beautiful bodies were crowded.There are men and women, with smiles on their faces and desires in their eyes.

Xing Yue didn't know where He Xionghui was, but he believed he could see him.So I found a conspicuous place to lean against at the bar, ordered a glass of beer, sipped it, and waited for him to come to the door.

Soon, someone found him, but it was not He Xionghui.Pressing the scarlet wine glass with scarlet nails, she pushed it in front of him.

Xing Yue raised his eyes, and there was a beautiful face beside him with shiny makeup, squinting at him.

The girl smiled at him, showing her charm.His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.The mouth shape should mean "please drink a glass of wine".

Xing Yue looked at her, took a sip of his beer, and turned to the other side.

Like her tail, the girl also turned around and appeared in front of him again.There was some surprise in his eyes, as if he felt incredible, and he was more determined to challenge himself.

What kind of stuff was this woman smeared on her body?The scent rushed straight to the nose, and Xing Yue wanted to sneeze.

The girl looked him up and down, her eyes faltering, there was always a pause, and finally she returned to his face.

This look made him very uncomfortable, he frowned instantly, turned around and was about to leave, but was pulled back by her.

"Fuck me?" Xing Yue unceremoniously withdrew his arm, looking at the girl with some anger.

But the girl didn't look at him at all, took a pen from the bar, pulled out a card, wrote a series of numbers, pressed it with her bright red nails, and pushed it in front of him.

Xing Yue glanced over, it was a mobile phone number.Looking at the girl again, she raised her chin at him and blinked again.

So Xing Yue also took the pen, added a few words under the string of numbers, and pushed the card back.

The girl pursed her lips with a confident and satisfied smile.His eyes turned on Xing Yue's face again, and then he picked up the card to read.

But the next moment, the smile disappeared, and her pretty face gradually wrinkled into a ball.

She gritted her teeth and said something, but Xing Yue also didn't hear her.But it is easy to guess by looking at the shape of the mouth, "crazy!"

The card was torn to pieces and thrown on the ground.The girl brushed her long hair back, gave him a hard look, stepped on her snow-white thighs, and left.

With her gone, Xing Yue didn't have to move.He continued to lean against the edge of the bar, drinking beer slowly.

Using the same method, they drove away two more groups of girls, and Xing Yue became furious.

Drained the third glass of beer and threw the glass on the bar.This fucking He Xionghui, wouldn't be lying to himself to spend money!

As if sensing that his patience was exhausted, He Xionghui finally appeared.

Although the light was dim, Xing Yue could still see him at a glance. Standing next to a pillar on the second floor, he could only vaguely see the outline of his tall and strong body.

After looking at each other for a while, He Xionghui put his hands in his pockets, turned and left.

Xing Yue stared at him, walked down the stairs all the way to the sunken floor, and walked towards a corner.

He followed.I also came to that corner and found a door there, which was quite hidden, but the door was not locked.

Push the door open, go down two flights of stairs in a circle, pass through a corridor, and push open the second door.

The door is a very spacious room, like an office, like a recreation room.There are sofas, desks, filing cabinets, bar counters, wine cabinets, a pool table, and even two game consoles...

He Xionghui was standing at the edge of the bar, pouring a glass of red wine.Seeing Xing Yue come in, he asked, "Drink?"

"Don't drink." Xing Yue didn't want to drink, and He Xionghui obviously didn't intend to entertain, so he just prepared his own cup and asked him if he wanted to drink?

Putting down the wine bottle and picking up the wine glass, He Xionghui took a sip and looked at Xing Yue, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

He Xionghui was half a head shorter than Xing Yue, but overall he looked a size bigger than Xing Yue.The hair is shaved and not much longer than the bald head, and the eyes are not small with single eyelids.

Just such a big monk-like person always likes to pretend to be gentle, wearing a suit all the year round, and occasionally wearing a pair of glasses.The sleeves of the jacket are stretched tightly by the strong arms, and the gaudy tattoos show a little from the neckline and cuffs.From head to toe, the sense of disobedience is perfect.

Xing Yue wandered to the pool table, grabbed the white ball, and pushed it towards a pile of colored balls, "crash", the colored balls were scattered, and various colors collided randomly.

"Two days ago, the brothers in our sub-bureau were plotted against. Do you know about this?"

"heard."

"Do you know who did it?"

"do not know."

"Can you find it?"

"almost."

"That..."

"Wait for my news."

Xing Yue was surprised that he agreed so happily, and he was still a little bit unsatisfied.Is this the end of the chat?

He rubbed his nose, "He Xionghui, why are you helping me? What do you want?"

He Xionghui put down his wine glass, wandered to the pool table, picked up the cue stick, bent down, and putt a shot at the white ball.The white ball slams into a red ball, the red ball magazines, and rolls into the bottom pocket.

He straightened up, put the club against his shoulder, and asked Xing Yue, "Are you playing?"

Xing Yue lowered his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.

So He Xionghui played by himself.He putt again hard, "There is no reason, and I don't want anything."

Xing Yue frowned, "Are you sick?" This unclear, pretending attitude annoyed him.

He Xionghui ignored him, and walked around the table by himself, gesticulating, "When you are willing to help, you will accept it. When you are not willing, I will not help you if you beg me."

"Wow", another hole in one.

To Xing Yue, this remark was an outrage, but it seemed that he couldn't find any faults, let alone begging for others right now.Since someone is willing to go up to Zhuo Bai to help, then he will accept it.

Xing Yue walked over, took the cue from his hand, bent down and took aim.After one shot, the white ball spun and hit the bank, changed direction, and forced the black ball hiding in the corner into the bottom pocket.

"Tsk," He Xionghui twitched the corners of his mouth, "You don't follow the rules."

Xing Yue threw the cue back to him, "There are so many rules." After speaking, he turned and left.

"Hey, wait a minute." He Xionghui stopped him from behind.

Xing Yue turned around.

"Just now, what did you write to those little girls?"

"Fuck me?" Xing Yue stared incredulously, "You fucking hid and peeked?" Who is this, what kind of hobby?

He Xionghui gave a rare smile, "It wasn't intentional. I have to make sure no one is following you."

Xing Yue suppressed his fire, turned his head and continued walking towards the door.

"Ask you, what did you write?"

Xing Yue licked his lips, then turned his head, "Why tell you?"

"Didn't you just ask me what I want?"

"...Do you want this?" Xing Yue felt that this person's mind was a little abnormal.

"Yes, that's it."

"Fuck, what a fucking sickness." Xing Yue cursed secretly.Then raised his face, and raised his chin at He Xionghui, "Six words, I also give them to you, for mutual encouragement."

"What?"

"Resists corrosion, never sticks."

After speaking, he turned and opened the door, and left.

He Xionghui stared at the closed door, tasting the taste inside, "...fuck, this man is really fucking sick."

Pushing open the heavy "hot" door again, the surroundings fell silent.

Xing Yue pressed his temple.On the contrary, the sudden silence caused a thin string to be stretched in the head, and there was a "clang".

This is a fucking place, I don't want to come here again.

Take a taxi and go home!

The taxi stopped at the gate of the community, and Xing Yue got out of the car and strolled in, intending to take advantage of the night to relax his mind.

Passing downstairs of unit 17 of building 1, I found that the window of room 301 was still shining.

"What time is it?" He took out his phone and glanced at it. It was almost 12:30.

-what time is it now?

-? ?

Xiang Hai uploaded a new episode of audio. He just took a shower, was drying his hair with a towel, and was about to go to bed when he suddenly received this inexplicable WeChat message.

- How about you, what time is it?

-12:30.

- Got it and still not sleeping?

No one responded to the news, but the lights on the balcony quickly turned on.Xiang Hai poked his head out, "Brother Xing?"

There are no street lights downstairs in Xiang Hai's house, but there are a few thick trees.Looking downstairs from the bright place, there is only darkness.

A bright light flashed in the darkness, followed by Xiang Hai's cell phone ringing again.

- What are you staring at?

Xiang Hai was amused, and retracted his head, followed by the sound of closing the door in the corridor.

The voice-activated lights followed his footsteps and turned on, and Xiang Hai rushed out of the unit door at a speed faster than light.

"Brother Xing, why are you here in the middle of the night?"

Seeing him running down in a hurry, Xing Yue was extremely beautiful in his heart, but on the surface he still kept some reserve, "Passing by."

"Working overtime again?"

"No, I have something else, I went out for a while."

"Oh."

After finishing speaking, Xiang Hai suddenly sniffled, "What, what does it smell like?"

Xing Yue's nose also moved, "I don't smell anything."

Xiang Hai continued to twitch his nose, like a police dog, and slowly sniffed at Xing Yue, "Brother Xing, it's from you, it's the scent."

It's a very enchanting fragrance, a bit wild, and mixed with traces of alcohol.It's exciting.

Xing Yue clenched his hands in his trouser pockets, feeling that he was really unnecessary to recruit him.

He lowered his head and smelled it symbolically on himself, "No, I didn't smell it."

"Yes, it's very fragrant, very fragrant." Xiang Hai was very sure, "I can smell it even when I stand on the balcony."

"Get out." Xing Yue was amused, "Then why don't you go back to the balcony and smell it?"

Is this an admission?

Xiang Hai narrowed his eyes, tilted his head, and shook his hands meaningfully at him, "Hmph, Brother Xing, are you..."

I wanted to make another joke at him, but suddenly I felt very boring.

He withdrew his hand and tugged at the bandage wrapped around it, "Okay, then I'll go back and smell it."

After speaking, he smiled at him, then raised his hand and scratched the air, "Bai Bai." Then he turned and left.

Xing Yue stood there in a daze, and before he even understood what happened, Xiang Hai's shadow disappeared.

When he wanted to catch up, he found that the light on the balcony had gone out.

After turning off the light, Xiang Hai climbed onto the bed in the dark and flattened himself.

This thing is really stupid.He pulled the quilt over and covered his head.

It's already pretty stupid to rush downstairs.There is nothing more idiotic than slipping back in disgrace at the end.

What are you doing...

Just left so inexplicably, who is he punishing?Who owes you anything?

But what should I do if I feel uncomfortable?

He turned over and lay face down on the bed, sucking up the oxygen in the quilt bit by bit.

Just before he was about to suffocate, the phone rang suddenly.Across the quilt, the usually crisp ding-dong sound became a bit muffled.

He lifted the quilt, took two deep breaths, and grabbed his phone to look at it.

- come out on the balcony.

Xiang Hai hesitated for a while, then got up and went to the balcony.It's just that I didn't turn on the light this time, so I could see it more clearly.

But after searching aimlessly for a long time, my eyes were sore, and I didn't see a single person.

- did you see it

-No.

- It's right if you don't have one.I'm home.

......

Just as he was about to ask, "Then why did you ask me to come to the balcony", Xing Yue called.

"Xiang Hai, some things, it's up to me to say them, but it's up to you to listen."

"Hey, as for me, I'm not the kind of casual person, and I can't do those messy things. I'm so fucking innocent!"

"What about you, go to the hospital when you have time, ask your little nurse to fix your nose, and take a picture of your head by the way. I suspect you have a brain hole."

"..."

"Also," Xing Yue sniffed, "Tomorrow morning at 08:30, I'll be waiting downstairs on time. I'll wait for you for 5 minutes at most. I won't wait when it's too late. I'm fucking busy!"

"... Still, is there any more?"

"Bye!!"

......

Xiang Hai went back to the bedroom, turned on the lamp, and sat on the chair beside the desk.

"Is there a hole in my brain?" He pressed his head, maybe there is.

He took out a book from the shelf, took out the card in it, and looked at it silently for a while.Then he opened the bottom drawer of the desk and took out a tin box from it.

It has been more than ten years, and the original lively pattern on the box has been polished over time, revealing the true color of the iron sheet.

Open the lid, there are only a few photos inside, empty.

He put the happy children's day card in it and put it on top of the photo.After thinking about it, he ran to the kitchen again, turned out the spoon that Xing Yue had broken into 180 degrees earlier, and put it into the box as well.

In this way, the "cornucopia" looks much more complete and lively.

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The author has something to say:

"I'm so fucking innocent!"

Kind of you say it again?

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