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During the Lantern Festival, Bai Zeting went to the provincial capital for work.When he came to the provincial capital, Bai Zeting gave full play to his road-crazy nature. He went around a big city for more than a dozen times, from morning to night, but couldn't find the hotel that Bureau Liu had arranged for him.

I couldn't find the hotel, didn't eat dinner, and carried my luggage.As soon as he got angry, Bai Zeting simply sat down on the side of the road and smoked, not caring who was in the way.

There is a long dragon lantern on both sides of the road, with different styles.The crowds were all chasing these lanterns.The nearby shops were full of people, and Bai Zeting didn't even have a place to rest.

Staring at the revolving lanterns, before taking two puffs of a cigarette, Bai Zeting took out his mobile phone and called Bureau Liu's number with a stomach full of anger: "I want you to arrange a hotel for me, you What street and alley do I arrange for a hotel, there are so many streets and alleys here, and three of Guangzhong Sanlu are still in different districts! How do I know which district, which street and which alley your hotel is in?!"

His behavior on the prosperous street attracted frequent glances from young people passing by.Fortunately, he was wearing casual clothes, otherwise he would have to write a tens of thousands of words of self-criticism tomorrow to damage the image of the province's public security.

But because sitting on the side of the road affected the traffic, he still attracted the police on duty on this street.

Two police officers on duty in the jurisdiction came over, and one patted him on the shoulder and shouted: "Sir, sir."

Bai Zeting pushed away the policeman's hand, and scolded Director Liu on the other end of the phone: "What smart map? You come here and try it yourself, and I'll see if you can find it by following the smart map! How big is this place? Do you know? How congested the traffic here is, do you know bro! I have been stuck in traffic from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm and now you ask me how my office work is going! I am running an office of your size !"

Director Liu apologized while wiping his sweat on the other end of the phone, while Bai Zeting, who was like the ancestor of the whole police station, cursed endlessly.Bai Zeting usually doesn't talk much, but when he gets angry, he can scold the other party bloody for four or five hours without stopping.

The two police officers here also became angry: "Sir, sir!"

"I said that it's fine if you arrange for me a broken hotel in a corner for cheap, but arrange for me such an unreliable one that no one will pick you up, and you won't answer the phone call. Before you arranged this hotel Won't you read the reviews and see the pictures first!" Impatient with the two police officers slapping their backs and yelling, Bai Zeting got up from the ground, moved his phone away from his ears, and shouted at the two police officers angrily, "Sir, sir, you have something to say! "

At 09:30, Yi Qingjue, who had just returned home, sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. Before he had time to drink a glass of water while it was hot, he received a call from the XX District Police Station: "Hello, Captain, this is the XX District Police Station. We I just brought back a suspicious person who said he knew you."

When Yi Qingjue rushed to the police station to contact him, Bai Zeting was lying sprawled on the public chair chewing bubble gum, blowing a big bubble from time to time.The police station did not allow him to smoke, so he could only chew bubble gum to endure the craving.

Bai Zeting looked at a mosquito flying around the incandescent lamp on the ceiling, and suddenly a familiar face appeared in front of him.

"Why are you here?" Yi Qingjue asked standing beside him with his hands crossed.

Bai Zeting didn't intend to get up, but lay down and looked at him: "I came to work, but I couldn't find the hotel that Bureau Liu arranged for me. I called and scolded him a few times on the side of the road, and then your brothers brought him here."

Yi Qingjue grabbed the luggage he threw on the ground, turned around and said, "Let's go."

Bai Zeting stood up and said, "Where are you going?"

Yi Qing replied without looking back: "Where can I go? Throw you back into the street?"

Yi Qingjue always felt that he would return to Haidao City in the future, so instead of buying a house in the provincial capital, he rented a suite to live alone.

After entering the door, Bai Zeting looked left and right, took off his shoes and said, "The place is nice, but it's different after being promoted. Working in the provincial department, isn't the salary several times higher?"

"That's it." Yi Qingjue threw his bag on the sofa and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

"Order takeaway? There are only glutinous rice balls at home."

"When the takeaway comes, I'm already so hungry that I'm buried in the ground. The glutinous rice balls are the glutinous rice balls."

Yi Qingjue went to the kitchen to make glutinous rice balls, while Bai Zeting collapsed on the sofa and couldn't wait to take out a cigarette.

Ten minutes later, Yi Qingjue cooked two bowls of glutinous rice balls and asked Bai Zeting to eat them at the table.

Reluctantly, Bai Zeting got up from the comfortable sofa, holding a cigarette with one hand and a spoon in the other, and smoked while eating glutinous rice balls.

Yi Qing decided to say: "What's wrong."

"French problem." Bai Zeting chewed the glutinous rice balls with relish, nodded and said, "It's delicious. Why didn't you think the glutinous rice balls you made were so delicious before? My sense of taste has changed?"

"Your sense of taste has not changed, but your mentality has changed."

"Why did you change your mentality? Tell me." Bai Zeting shook the ash into the ashtray.

"People appreciate what they lost and found more, so they think it is better than before."

"for example?"

"I can't give examples that are too nasty. Take the prisoner as an example, let's take the example of Professor Qiu." Yi Qingjue has been a policeman for a long time, and he can't even give examples without his job. "Before Professor Qiu died, I and Professor Qiu died together." He had a conversation. I asked him, why would he go on the road of crime again at the wedding after he had repented? You know, before Xiang Yuxin held his wedding, he didn’t know that his son was a drug dealer, let alone He is a well-known Southeast Asian drug lord."

"But after he learned that his son was a criminal, he stood by his son almost without thinking." Bai Zeting answered him, "If it was the former Professor Qiu, it was absolutely impossible for him to make such a mistake. He will never stand on the side of justice and reason."

Yi Qing decided to solve his puzzle: "He said he used to abandon his family for work, and he didn't care about his wife taking his son abroad. When he got old and wanted to pay attention to his family, his wife and son no longer recognized him. Later his wife He died abroad, and his son didn't contact him for a long time. He thought that Xiang Yuxin was blaming him, and felt guilty for a long time. But he didn't know that Xiang Yuxin was only busy with drug business in those years. Yuxin is actually a person who attaches great importance to emotions. After his mother died, his hatred for his father disappeared.

"A few years ago when Xiang Yuxin returned to the island, he probably thought that Professor Qiu was the only relative left in the world, so he took the initiative to contact Qiu Jiao to reconcile. Professor Qiu cherished this hard-won family relationship very much, so on the wedding day, he Suddenly found that his son was a prisoner, so he instinctively stood by his son and shot at innocent people. Maybe he would have a little time to accept and think about this fact that day, and he would have made a different choice. It’s a pity that God gave him The time to make a decision was too short, and his selfish desires overcame his rationality and he made a wrong decision."

Bai Zeting thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "I don't think so. Personally, I am more inclined. Professor Qiu's nature has deteriorated in the years of split personality. Even if he was given time to think, he would choose to stand by Xiang Yuxin. Side. Telling you like that is just deceiving himself, thinking that he still has a little bit of benignity left. "

"Do you think the nature of people will definitely change?" Yi Qingju asked.

"You misunderstood." Bai Zeting said, "I mean, I used to really think that the glutinous rice balls you cooked were unpalatable, but the bowl I ate today is completely different from the previous ones."

"..." Yi Qingjue laughed suddenly, and lowered his head to eat the glutinous rice balls.

It's a rare time to relax, and it's impossible to talk about their professional affairs all the time.As we chatted, we talked about people we all know in common.

They talked about Lou Jing who lost a hand in the anti-drug war.It is very interesting to say that after Xiang Yuxin's death, Xinyu Technology Co., Ltd. was acquired by other groups and continued to produce intelligent prosthetic products.The prosthetic hand that Lou Jing uses now is actually produced by that company.

Lou Jing didn't care so much, although Xiang Yuxin was the one who cut off his hand, but the fake hand of Xiang Yuxin's company is really easy to use.He is now a businessman, and he has opened a security company to provide bodyguard services for those important people, and he has done a good job.Once a person has money, the family will be harmonious, and the number of quarrels with his wife will be reduced.

Bai Zeting and Yi Qingjue couldn't help but smile when they talked up to this point.

At this time, a piece of news was playing on the TV. An American-Canadian doctor who had lived in China for a long time was known as the living "Bethune". He treated Chinese terminally ill patients for free for several years and devoted a lot of time and energy to the domestic drug rehabilitation work. .

When the reporter interviewed him why he wanted to do good deeds in China, he replied: "I just followed Mr. He Xia's promise."

Yi Qingjue heard the word "Xia", thought of Xia Huai, and asked Bai Zeting, "How is Xia Huai?"

"Now I am a teacher at the police academy, and occasionally the criminal investigation department of the case bureau will consult him. I have grown a lot."

Yi Qingjue let out a "huh": "I said you, you had to pry away such a person for me at the beginning, but now you don't go back to the police station, what are you planning?"

"In those years, you always felt that it was a pity for him to be an assistant policeman. You are not happy that I cultivated him for you?" Bai Zeting felt wronged.

Yi Qingjue didn't bother arguing with him about this, and asked again: "Where is Yin Shun, how is he?"

"The overall rate of solving crimes is the highest. You will be promoted to the deputy team next year, and after two more years of experience, you will be able to replace your former position."

"It can be seen that his kid has always been very good."

After eating the glutinous rice balls, Bai Zeting went to the bathroom.

Yi Qingjue cleaned up the dishes when he suddenly heard the phone on the table ringing.

He put down the bowls and chopsticks and went to the dining table to have a look, and found that the ringing cell phone belonged to Bai Zeting, and the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number in this city.

Glancing at the bathroom door, seeing that Bai Zeting didn't come out for a while, Yi Qing decided to answer the phone for him.

After the phone was picked up, a middle-aged woman's tongue came out: "Hello, is this Mr. Bai? Hello, I'm from the Spring Hotel. I'm sorry I didn't receive your call just now. Where are you now?" Ah? Let me ask someone to pick you up! Hello? Hello?"

Yi Qing decided not to say anything, and hung up the call from the hotel.

After Bai Zeting came out of the toilet, he immediately ran to the comfortable sofa and lay down, domineeringly occupying the entire couch: "The sofa is very comfortable, I will sleep here at night."

"Up to you." Yi Qingjue walked into the room, took out the pillow and quilt, and threw it on him.

Yi Qing never had the habit of going to bed early, so he sat on the other side of the sofa and lit a cigarette.

"I didn't finish my work today, Director Liu asked me to go back tomorrow and replace it with someone else." Bai Zeting hugged the pillow and said.He has never been used to lying on the pillow, but he must sleep with the pillow.

Yi Qingjue sighed: "It's rare, you were the most capable before."

"That was before, when people always had middle-aged dementia."

"Are you starting to have middle-aged dementia?"

"It's almost dull if you don't have dementia. I used to think that I could have that momentum and responsiveness all my life." Speaking of the past, Bai Zeting talked too much, "Hey, do you still remember that we once..."

The window was reflecting the red light of the lanterns outside, and the two chatted about the past one after another, and the more they chatted, the more energetic they became.Talking about the first time they met in the police force, the two people of similar age could not understand each other at first, but then they got to know each other and became tacit partners in those years.

Those years were the most vigorous time for them.

Early the next morning, Bai Zeting picked up his unopened luggage and wanted to go back to the island.

The warm sunshine poured down from the branches, Yi Qingjue watched him go away under the branches, and suddenly shouted: "Hello!"

Bai Zeting stopped, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yi Qingjue said, "Do you remember my address here? Next time you come, come directly."

Bai Zeting paused, nodded when he heard it, turned around and waved: "Let's go."

Yi Qingjue looked at his back that was drifting away, and the picture resembled him and him when he just joined the police force and was still a teenager.