ruffian detective

It was almost two o'clock, but Song Yang was no longer sleepy, only nervous and bewildered.

He looked up at Zhan Feng, and asked tentatively, "You will keep everything I said a secret, right?"

Zhan Feng replied: "Not necessarily."

Song Yang panicked immediately: "Then I won't say anything."

Zhan Feng shrugged and made a gesture to get up: "Whatever, let's do it like this."

"Wait, wait a minute——I'd better say it, but please, don't tell Lu Ming, and..." Song Yang's nervousness revealed his uneasiness and hesitation, "My parents are still waiting for me outside. Bar?"

Shen Yan nodded: "Of course, the police have no right to interrogate minors in the absence of guardians. As for your request, we will try our best to meet it, right, team leader?"

Zhan Feng glanced at Song Yang on the opposite side, and answered ambiguously: "Of course."

Song Yang's emotions finally calmed down a little again, and he whispered, "That night, I wasn't actually in the villa all the time. When I went downstairs to look for Luming, I heard the movement in his room, so I went back. Later , I don’t know what’s going on, Luna suddenly sent me a message and asked me to find her. I was a little confused at the time, so I went there without thinking, and then... the next morning around six o’clock , I just returned to the villa."

Six o'clock, according to the forensic doctor's guess, this time falls within the time range of Zhou Letong's death.

Shen Yan narrowed his eyes, and before he could speak, Zhan Feng asked him one step ahead: "When you returned to the villa at six o'clock, was Han Luming at home?"

Song Yang nodded: "Yes."

Zhan Feng raised his eyebrows: "Why are you so sure? Didn't you say that you don't interfere with each other."

"Because the car is here, Luming is very picky. He doesn't have a car when he goes out, so he won't do it if he is asked to walk." Song Yang said casually: "Unless he goes out for a run, but it's so early, why run, and there is no love affair. "

"Han Luming has the habit of running in the morning?" Shen Yan asked.

Song Yang replied: "Yes, but it depends on his mood, he doesn't run every day."

Shen Yan randomly jotted down two strokes in the notebook, tapped the tip of the pen and asked: "The last question, I heard that Han Luming has many girlfriends, do they have anything in common?"

Song Yang didn't seem to understand, he was taken aback and said, "What do they have in common? They're all women."

"Such as height, appearance features, skin color or something." Shen Yan paused and smiled, "What about the length of your hair?"

Song Yang frowned, and answered his question after a long while: "I thought about it, and it seems that there are no obvious features. He changes girlfriends very frequently. He has looked for all types of girlfriends. His attitude is quite casual, and it’s not uncommon for him to step on a few boats. Anyway, the girls are all out for his money and background, and he knows it himself.”

"By the way..." Song Yang felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird, "What's the matter? Why are you asking this?

With a "click", Zhan Feng lit the lighter, and the smoke spread, making his voice even more casual: "It's nothing, just ask, you can go."

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After coming out of the interrogation room, Shen Yan heard the commotion at the other end of the corridor. Xiao Liu came over and said that it was Song Yang's parents who were arguing. Yan walked around to the other side and walked down the garage.

"Go back and sleep first, and tidy up tomorrow morning." Zhan Feng caught a glimpse of him opening the notebook from the corner of his eyes when he was in the car, stretched out his long arms, and snapped it shut for him.

Shen Yan laughed: "If you hadn't boasted so much in front of the chief, talking nonsense about solving the case in seven days, you wouldn't need to race against time."

Zhan Feng shrugged: "Don't worry dear, I already have an idea."

Shen Yan: "What idea?"

Zhan Feng: "I'll tell you when I wake up."

Shen Yan: "...can you be more childish?"

"Can you still like to play against me more?" Zhan Feng parked the car, patted his leg casually, and stared, "I haven't closed my eyes for more than 40 hours, you are so hard!" ? Don't talk nonsense, go upstairs and sleep."

This slightly reprimanded and tough tone made Shen Yan slightly taken aback, and felt a strange feeling in his heart that he hadn't seen for a long time.

He has always maintained a good reputation, and he always goes to the end when interacting with people. To describe it in words, it is a kind of gentleness and politeness.

Apart from being slightly indifferent and alienated, there is nothing to criticize.

Of course I have friends, and there are quite a few people who are close, but a certain place in my heart is rarely touched, let alone being ordered to sleep like this.

This feeling is very strange, as if there is an inexplicable familiarity, but also so strange, intertwined with everything, but in the end, there is a warm feeling in the heart, spreading from a corner, and finally the whole chest is warm. warm.

Shen Yan walked all the way upstairs, and when he reached the door, he saw Zhan Feng leaning against the wall waiting for him to open the door, the corners of his lips raised slightly involuntarily.After entering the room, the two changed their slippers, and Zhan Feng consciously walked into the guest room to go to sleep. They seemed to have formed a very tacit understanding with each other, and there was no need to say anything more.

And Shen Yan himself was actually exhausted, not long after lying down, he fell asleep drowsily.

A night without dreams.

After getting enough sleep, Shen Yan got up early in the morning and even had some time to make breakfast. After Zhan Feng came out, the two of them ate and looked at the clock. Zhan Feng said, "I have to go back to the game first, is there any porridge left?" ? Bring them some."

Shen Yan got up and found a thermos bucket, put the leftover porridge and buns in it, and then the two went downstairs to the car.Shen Yan first went to the side to throw out the trash, but the nearby trash can was pushed down by the side of the road for some reason, and it was covered with a layer of black plastic bags.Shen Yan didn't take it seriously, and went to another trash can to throw it away. When he came back, he saw Zhan Feng smoking a cigarette with his head down, while staring at the car door with frowns, not knowing what he was looking at.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Zhan Feng knocked on the car door and said, "The sensor seems to be out of order. Wait a minute, I'll use the key to open it after I finish smoking."

A strange feeling suddenly slipped through Shen Yan's heart, for no reason: "It's out of order? Has there been a similar situation before?"

"No, the key was running out of power a while ago. I just replaced the battery, so there should be no problem." Zhan Feng finally took a deep breath, and after crushing it, he raised his hand and clapped his hands, "Wait a minute, I See where the key is."

He was wearing a pair of overalls with several front and back pockets, and it took a while to find them.But when he was looking for the key, Shen Yan grabbed his wrist and said in a low voice: "Don't look for it yet."

Zhan Feng looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, but I have a bad feeling, let's stay away from the car first." Shen Yan strengthened his hand and pulled him back, but his eyes were so calm and unreasonable, "You Where is the bomb disposal expert I visited before? Can you do car inspections?"