in the dark

The two were walking back to the hotel, and the small shops on the roadside had yellow lamps, luring tourists in.

"I watched your interrogation process." Song Chan said, "What do you mean by the last two sentences?"

"how?"

Song Chan put the tip of his tongue to his cheek: "Just ask."

"Some doubts." Song Nan'an only answered half a sentence.

"Doubt again? Didn't I say you have a lot of doubts, even with a knife!" Song Chan looked a little embarrassed: "Can you tell me something? Huh?" The raised eyes blinked. .

Song Nan'an: "..."

Song Chan: "Let's talk, let's talk, and there will be no loss of meat."

"Since it is still in the doubt stage, it means that the speculative thinking is jumping, so—" Song Nan'an said calmly: "It's useless to say."

"What do you mean it's useless to say it?" Song Chan's brain hurts, why can't he be more straightforward when he talks like this?

Song Nan'an's voice was playful: "Thinking jump means—"

"Huh?" Song Chan's eyes sparkled.

"You don't understand."

Song Chan: "..." Does that mean I'm stupid?The shabby man also uttered an inscrutable tune, okay, he is very convinced.

Song Chan glanced at him.

What's going on today, and you still spend time hurting him, it seems that you are very interested.

Could it be that there has been some major progress in the case, and this person is silent in his heart in a gloomy mood?

Song Chan probed: "You look very happy today."

Song Nan'an hummed inexplicably.

He nodded to himself: "It must be a pleasure to spend time hurting me."

Song Nan'an chuckled and didn't answer.

Song Chan's mind wandered for a while, and he suddenly realized that he would be sorry for not doing something while he was in high spirits, what a fool!Hurry up and find some benefits for yourself!

"Don't tell me, Huayao's small handicrafts are quite exquisite." He pretended to be indifferent and looked around.

Hearing what Song Chan said, Song Nan'an looked around twice: "It's okay."

"Well—let me see." Song Chan calmed down, noticing that there were mobile phone cases for sale in the shop next to him.

Good guy, you can have this. Song Chan took out his mobile phone from his pocket several times under Song Nan'an's urging and almost fell to the ground.It doesn't matter if the normal phone falls, but this is Song Nan'an's - there is no phone case.

It's a trivial matter for him to pay for the broken phone. If the phone crashed and didn't answer the important call, shouldn't it be blamed on him?

Although it seems unreasonable to buy a mobile phone case in Huayao, a well-known tourist attraction, this mobile phone case can be regarded as something that people sell at roadside stalls in the countryside, but since there is this opportunity, there is such a thing, so don’t buy it Do you want to buy it for nothing?

"I want to buy a mobile phone case." Song Chan had a lot of misgivings in his heart: "Just to waste 3 minutes of your time, go in and have a look?"

"It's up to you." Song Nan'an was a little reluctant, but he didn't stop it.

"I saw a few that were pretty good-looking." He persuaded Song Nan'an, walked in, and took the two that he caught a glimpse of just outside: "These two are black."

The two are the same style, simple and clean, both have the letter "s" printed on them, but one is printed on the left and the other is printed on the right.

"Which one looks better?" Song Chan asked Song Nan'an beside him.

Song Nan'an glanced lightly: "Isn't it the same?"

Song Chan pointed specifically: "One left and one right, how is it the same?"

"It's up to you to decide."

"I want both." Song Chan was like a bright mirror in his heart, knowing that if there were two of them, Song Nan'an would definitely refuse, so it's better to buy both back first.

"Then buy both."

That's what I've been waiting for.

When the goal was achieved, Song Chan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "That's right, then I'll buy them all." He paid with the money contentedly.

In winter, it gets dark early.The two of them bought mobile phone cases and walked halfway, when the lights beside the river turned on.

I don’t know how many years ago Huayao’s street lamp was built. The wattage is not very large. Only the main road under the lamp is bright. Naturally, it is impossible to illuminate the corners. Fortunately, there are many tourists and lively. Otherwise, it is really an ancient town, full of ghosts and ghosts.

The location of the hotel where the two stayed was a bit out of the way, and there were fewer people walking around, and they turned into an alley, and there were only the two of them left.

"Wait, I'll throw away the plastic bag." Song Chan took off the plastic outer packaging of the phone case early on, searched for the trash can all the way, and finally let him see one.

Song Nan'an waited in place.The trash can was in the opposite direction of their hotel, not far away, about 10 meters away, Song Chan walked over.

After throwing away the trash, turn around.

Song Chan was admiring the mobile phone case with lowered eyes, and caught a glimpse of a black shadow out of the corner of his eye.

He was suspicious and took a look.

That's right!

A man in a black jumper walked quickly towards Song Nan'an, his figure was a little unsteady, and he held a gleaming white knife in his hand!

"Song Nan'an! Behind you!" Song Chan roared as he ran, trying to remind him that he seemed to be thinking about something not far away, and he didn't pay attention to the people around him at all.

There was a lot of movement, and Song Nan'an came back to his senses within a second.

"Run! Run towards me!" With excessive force, the veins on Song Chan's neck bulged.

He originally thought that after he had said this, Song Nan'an would not resist; the man in the jumper would not chase after him. Although he was holding a knife, one against two, it was really hard to say who had the better chance of winning.

But who knew that Song Nan'an didn't run away, but directly pinched the man's wrist with his backhand!His strength was obviously not as strong as that man's, and he was about to fail!

That man was not someone to mess with, he raised his knee and bumped into Song Nan'an's stomach, only to hear a muffled grunt, and Song Nan'an knelt down on one knee.

Fortunately, not ten meters away, when Song Chan ran over, the man had not had time to swing the knife. He raised his foot and kicked the man's wrist, and the knife fell to the ground.

Song Chan kicked out beautifully, his legs were straight and slender, and he was very stable when he landed.

The man held his numb wrist from the kick, and looked at Song Chan in disbelief.I guess I didn't expect to meet someone who knows real kung fu, so I was dumbfounded.

Still sane, the man turned around in a hurry after being stupid for half a second, trying to escape.Song Chan sneered, and kicked the man hard on the back. The man staggered several times, and finally fell to the ground, moaning continuously.

He walked over, stepped on the man's back with a sullen face, bent down, and said in an unprecedentedly cold voice: "Do you want to die?"

The man begged for mercy in pain.The voice sounded familiar.

As if Song Chan didn't hear it, his feet became more and more ruthless: "You want to die." It was a declarative sentence, and the tone was so ruthless that it was not a person but an inanimate object that was being stepped on.

"Song Chan!" Behind him, Song Nan'an immediately stopped when he saw that the situation was not right.When he was left behind, he was warned not to cause trouble, and to get rid of his hooligan habits.

Song Chan tilted his head back, his face was still calm, he didn't continue to use force but he didn't intend to stop.

Seeing that he didn't stop when he heard it, Song Nan'an was a little anxious, but he couldn't stand up and stop immediately because of his injury, and said without hesitation: "I'm in pain, come here."

As soon as the words fell, Song Chan paused for a few seconds and suddenly closed his mind, then immediately raised his feet and walked towards Song Nan'an.The man in black seemed to have passed out, lying on the ground without moving.

Walking to Song Nan'an, Song Chan lowered his head, without any movement, like a piece of wood.

With the faint light cast, the shadow of the broken hair on the forehead cast on the eyes, and Song Chan's emotions could not be seen, but he was very quiet, and that was enough.

- "Do you know what you were doing just now?"

——"Why don't you run?"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and they were both taken aback.

"He's just fainted." Song Chan replied with his head down, and asked again: "Why didn't you run?" His whole heart was still hanging, and he really wanted to shout, why didn't he run to him, why?

He didn't dare to think about it, no one could understand how he felt when he saw Song Nan'an being bumped.

Song Chan continued to ask: "Why?" as if stunned.

Song Nan'an was silent.

Song Chan raised his head and stared at him: "You don't believe me?"

Still silent.

After an unknown amount of time, he murmured, "I can protect you, really."

Song Chan had kept his head down before, but Song Nan'an didn't notice it. Seeing him staring up at him with red eyes, asking himself if he believed it or not, something seemed to be shaken in his heart.

Like a ghost, Song Nan'an replied, "I believe."

As if relieved, Song Chan smiled imperceptibly.

……

The two walked to the same sandbag-like man lying on the ground.

Song Chan regained his usual carefree style, and touched the man's body with his toe: "Why aren't you awake yet?"

Song Nan'an glanced at him: "You kicked him, what do you think?" As he spoke, he knelt down and tried to pull off the man's mask and hat.

"It's really useless." Song Chan sighed, touched his nose, and murmured: "It's a good thing he didn't take off his thigh."

Just as he was talking, the mask was ripped off, revealing the man's face, with familiar facial features and conspicuous hairstyle - Li Jie!

"What the hell is this... what's going on?" Song Chan was so startled that his eyes were round, and the ends of his upturned eyes were evened out.

Song Nan'an frowned, but his expression was not surprised. He looked at Song Chan—"I know, I know, call! Call Wang Dong over immediately!" Song Chan answered quickly.

After waiting for a while, Wang Dong led a small group of people with serious expressions.When I got closer, I saw someone lying on the ground, and I was taken aback: "What's going on?"

Song Chan dialed the phone in a hurry to explain, there was neither antecedent nor consequence; he heard even more anxiously, as soon as the words "Li Jie followed and murdered" came into his ears, he couldn't sit still, and hurriedly led the team to this side.

He shook his arms, his eyebrows and eyes were vivid: "What else can happen, it's just like what you saw!"

Wang Dong was suspicious: "Did you hit it?"

"Otherwise?" Song Chan was a little complacent, and then explained again: "I didn't mean to hurt someone, he took out the knife first, at most it was self-defense—forget it, I can't explain it, I won't explain it .”

Wang Dong could only look at the sensible person.

"Li Jie." Song Nan'an explained, "It should have followed us all the way and wanted to attack us."

"No, don't count me in." Song Chan interjected: "It's for you, not for me."

Wang Dong signaled the criminal police behind him to handcuff the people on the ground, glanced at Song Nan'an and then at Song Chan: "What's going on?"

"You take him back to the police station first." Song Nan'an said in a deep voice: "Then ask someone to take Tao Ling to the police station too. The matter is very complicated, and it can't be explained in a few words. It may need... a long-term plan."

"Row."

Don't act too hastily, let alone this kind of life-threatening matter. Wang Dong knew that Song Nan'an might already have a result in his mind. It was indeed late. At this time, a bunch of policemen were standing in the alley, afraid of causing trouble. Unnecessary commotion, they led the team to leave first.

Song Nan'an and Song Chan returned to the hotel and went back to their rooms.

Song Chan sat on the bed for a while, and decided to go downstairs to ask the boss if there is any store nearby where he can buy medicine for bruises.

If his judgment is correct, Li Jie's knee bump should not have hurt Song Nan'an's internal organs. In addition, Li Jie is a person with a handicapped leg, so there should be deviations in angle and strength, but he is still a man, no matter how weak he is. It won't be too weak, and there will definitely be bruises and pain.

When I asked for the address, there was a 24-hour pharmacy at the entrance of the alley next door.Song Chan hurried over to buy some medicine, took it back to the hotel, and knocked on Song Nan'an's door.

Song Nan'an probably hasn't washed yet, and his clothes are still the ones he wears during the day.

He walked into the room and put the medicine on the table: "I bought it for you, it should be usable." After finishing speaking, he didn't intend to leave, and sat carelessly aside.

Song Nan'an had no intention of taking medicine now, poured a glass of water and held it in his hand, leaning on Qiang and said to him, "Don't be impulsive in the future."

It's okay not to mention it, but now that it's mentioned, Song Chan couldn't help but want to get angry: "I'm impulsive?"

"I can be impulsive if you don't try to be brave?"

"You don't have to take that blow when you run over, but why do you want to turn around and face him?"

"Are you right or am I right?"

"Even if he is a disabled person, you can't have sex with him, can you? What's more, he still has a knife in his hand?"

"Do you know how scary it is when he raises his leg and hits you and swings a knife? I almost..." Song Chan lowered his eyes and swallowed back the words that followed—almost thought that he had nothing left, and the person he loved was gone .

After a series of words, it seemed to spit out the stagnation in one breath.

The room was silent.

Song Nan'an took a sip of water, raised his eyes, and said lightly, "It won't happen in the future."

"..."

Song Chan was stunned for a moment, and choked in his throat without finishing speaking.So talk about yourself, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

……

It was silent for a while.

After thinking about it, Song Chan felt... okay, five words are five words, who let these five words be said by Song Nan'an, he listened, and he calmed down.

"I'm leaving, remember to take the medicine." The anger disappeared and the medicine was bought. Song Chan had nothing to do, so he thought it was the best choice to go back to his room and sleep.

After all...Song Nan'an definitely wouldn't want him to help with the medicine...Yes, it's not necessary, and it's not somewhere out of reach.

Song Chan can assure you that if he has the courage to hang on, he will definitely become a typical case of not going to the house for three days. Song Nan'an has no violent tendencies, so he will not be beaten, but he will definitely put "you mean" East, I will never go west," the slogan was repeated.

Go back to the room.

Song Chan took out two mobile phones, and then arranged the two mobile phone cases neatly. No need, just looking at them like this makes me feel happy.

Of course, it is impossible not to.Song Chan put the one with the "s" on the left on Song Nan'an's phone, and he used the one with the "s" on the right.

Put it on the bed after you put it on.

Very good, very harmonious, he likes it very much.

……