mayfly era

"How are those two people?" The fat inspector walked back to his office area and looked up at the surveillance projection. Both of them were still sitting where they were, and they seemed to be awake. Under high-definition, they could see There are already a lot of bloodshot eyes, his face is dull, his lips are dry, and his mouth is full of blood.

"Don't dare to sleep, they are all like this in this line of work, afraid of revealing something in their dreams," Li Manzi said, "I haven't slept for a day and two nights, I can really bear it."

"After all, he is under the counter-revolutionary." The fat inspector looked at the projection thoughtfully.

"The silver-haired one had a deep knife wound on his right shoulder. I asked someone to deal with it just now, but was rejected." Li Manzi said.

"It seems to be about the same age as my son," the fat inspector sighed, "It's a sin, and the parents feel so sorry for suffering such a big crime."

Li Manzi rolled his eyes at him, "The cat cries and the mouse pretends to be merciful, who scolded me just now for not letting the fourth round go in."

"Hey, look at what you said, I don't have to think about my own safety first? What if I hang up my wife and my son? Compared with the justice of pity for others, I want to protect my own justice first. If I die, it's just a fart. "

"Yes, you are right." Li Manzi bent down to find a bag of chocolates from the fat inspector's snack cabinet, and while eating, he admired the handsome guy on the surveillance projection.

"Did you say they left behind those bullets and daggers?" The fat inspector rubbed out a piece of chocolate and threw it into his mouth.

"So what, they killed a person with no identity in the fire scene. They have no social influence and are not illegal."

"I received a call from my superiors on the way here. The superiors wanted us to get some information, to stabilize the fourth game, and not to offend the counter-revolutionaries too much. So they chose me to handle this matter." Fat Inspector Show a wry smile.

"You are just right for making love with each other." Li Manzi agreed.

Before the fat inspector had time to say what was in his mouth, the doorbell rang. The fat inspector felt a chill all over his body, and couldn't help shivering. He turned his face to the door blocked by a glass panel, and his face suddenly shocked.

"Look, the 'Road Turn' is here, but I don't know whether the road ahead is smooth or a cliff." Li Manzi's tone was somewhat gloating.

The fat inspector opened the door, then rubbed his face, and greeted the visitor with a smile.

It was a woman dressed in gold and silver and well-dressed.She was obviously injured, and there were some skin-colored medical patches on her face, but her temperament was still noble and elegant. There was no wrinkle in the dark green coat, and the golden brown skirt reached to her ankles, revealing a pair of spotless leather boots.The person who came was none other than Que He, the hostess of Dao Li Tian.

"Director Shen." Que He nodded.

"Mrs. Shang, I haven't had time to ask how your injury is in the future?" The fat inspector graciously led Que He into the reception area.

"It's nothing serious," Quehe smiled. She didn't sit down, but turned her body to the fat inspector. "Director Shen has worked hard for the accident in Tiaolitian. On behalf of the merchant, I would like to express my gratitude to you."

"Madam Shang, you don't have to be polite. This is a trivial matter. Don't dare to take it seriously."

Li Manzi rolled his eyes to the sky, and secretly slandered: Director Shen also called himself "Xiao Ke", the little fat pig dropped his book bag, and didn't even look at his slick face.

"I came here today mainly to ask Director Shen to revoke the detention. The two of them are my friends, and I invited them to be guests at the Tray Litian. I didn't succeed in letting them encounter such a thing. I really feel sorry... "Que He's eyes sparkled like tears.

The fat inspector was taken aback for a moment, he didn't want to understand the relationship for a while, "Ma'am, what do you mean, the two imprisoned inside were released on bail by Madam?"

"I want to have a private chat with one of them. I wonder if Director Shen can make it easier." Que He didn't answer directly, but made another request.

"I'm afraid this is a bit against the rules." The fat inspector smiled awkwardly.

"Director Shen, the large number of 'gifts' received by the Sixth Bureau from businessmen all the year round may not be in compliance with the regulations. There are many things that do not comply with the regulations in this world, because the regulations are dead, but people have to live." The lack of smile makes people feel comfortable, Such a beautiful woman will make the opposite sex happy no matter when she begs or threatens.

The fat inspector scratched his forehead and smiled embarrassingly, "This is all a matter from above, I am a little inspector..."

"Naturally, it's not good to embarrass Inspector Shen. As long as the inspector can turn off the surveillance for 10 minutes, no one can see what's going on inside. If our business doesn't cause trouble, no one will pursue it, right? At that time we should Pay as much fine as you want, big things become small, and small things become small, and everyone is at ease." Que He followed the persuasion carefully.

The fat inspector scratched his forehead again. At this moment, all kinds of thoughts in his not-so-intelligent brain were entangled, and he hesitated for a while.

Li Manzi didn't know when he slipped to the side of the fat inspector, coughed lightly, and hinted, "Inspector Shen, the voltage has not been stable recently..."

The fat inspector always believed in the words of this little witch, so he coughed forcefully and put on a bit of authority, "Mrs. Shang is not an example."

Smoker looked down at the floor, staring at the seams one by one for a long time, and seemed to be writhing shyly under his stare in a trance. He knew that this was a hallucination when he was extremely exhausted.

His wound had not been cleaned and changed for a long time, and he had been exposed to high-temperature lamps for a long time. At this time, the inflamed and swollen area spread almost half of his back.He has had a low-grade fever for more than six hours. Although he has replenished water during the period, it does not help the severe inflammation.

He yawned, stretched his leg as far as he could, and tied an anklet around his left ankle to the leg of the chair.Just as he was staring at the cracks in the floor, the door was opened again, and he clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

These annoying things.

He didn't bother to look up, and saw someone brought in a chair with four chair legs, followed by a pair of brand new women's leather boots, as far as he could remember, no one in the Inspectorate had worn such shoes, they all had uniform shoes .

The owner of the lady's leather boots sat down and adjusted her skirt gracefully.

Smoker raised his head, and for a split second, his expression turned into complete disgust, and he turned his face away, as if taking another look would dirty his eyes.

"Hello..." Quehe's voice was involuntarily tense, she touched her throat, and readjusted her voice, "Hello, this should be... the first time we met after you grew up. "

The smoking gun stared at the wall on one side without saying a word, the groove on his neck was constantly closing and closing with his breathing, and the veins burst out.

"I'm sorry, I really did something wrong, I...I apologize to you, I know what I did was really cruel, I...I don't know how to make it up to you." Quehe's hand gripped his skirt , her hands are not as well maintained as her face, the veins and wrinkles reveal her age, she is already a hard-hearted middle-aged woman.

"Let me tell you a story," Que He smiled wryly, "There was a girl who had been educated to marry a powerful and rich man, have children for him, and live in peace for the rest of her life. Make a little fuss."

"She was also brought up like this, and she married a man 30 years older than her, but that man didn't seem to have any human feelings."

"She had never been in a relationship before, and was soon attracted to another man. He was that man's younger brother. Unlike her powerful brother, this man was gentle but weak. She thought this kind of man was the best, because of gentleness and romance. , who can play the piano and write poems, she secretly gave birth to a child for this man, she thought she was hiding it well, but was soon discovered by her husband, who registered the child in his own name, but divorced her married."

Quehe swallowed the difficulty in her mouth, and continued, "She can no longer marry her ex-husband's younger brother, she can only live in this big family, enduring pointing and staring at her every day, and her child was born with a compulsory body. , she raised her two children until they were five years old. At that time, the search of obligatory bodies suddenly became very strict. Her man said to get rid of this child, or the whole family would be implicated. Their child is healthy, probably Can't use..."

When Quehe said this, she carefully observed the reaction of the young man in front of her. It was the same face as her child's, and her heart felt sour involuntarily.

Yan Qiang twisted her whole body to one side, she saw the wound on Yan Qiang's shoulder, and a large piece of red pierced into her eyes. She thought of something, and her eyes immediately became moist.

"Maybe everything is fate. All evils will be rewarded in the end. Her man believes in Buddhism and is unwilling to commit crimes, so he throws the obligate child to a very far away and poor place. This is not a crime, so the retribution comes very soon. Soon, their child fell ill, and once he got sick, he lay on the hospital bed for 20 years." Que He's voice choked up.

"Her ex-husband still hated the child and refused to provide the child with good medical resources. He didn't let go until she helped him with a lot of things and made a lot of money for him. She thought her child was finally saved... …However, disease is something too intelligent and advanced, it comes over and over again, and every time it can attack the immune system, get into the internal organs, and wantonly hurt this innocent child.”

"She is worried every day, and she can't sleep a full night every day. Her man is even weaker than her, and needs her comfort and support, but she is just a weak little hozen who has nothing but clings to a big tree. She can only force herself. doing things she doesn't want to do..."

"Mrs. Shang, you just want to find someone to cry about your experience, do you think it's appropriate to find me?" Yan Qiang almost gnashed his teeth to interrupt Que He's words.

He is rarely so angry, the anger burns his eyes into white, Quhe's words are like a knife, piercing his temple, the blade pulls back and forth in his brain, smashing it to pieces.

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