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Lu Zhe waited patiently for more than ten minutes, while Lan Shaoqi still sat there silently, and could only hear the sound of the second hand passing by.

After waiting for a long time, Lan Shaoqi slowly raised his head. His eyes were red, but his expression remained the same. He even looked at Lu Che very calmly, and said softly, "I have no motive to kill him."

Lu Zhe slowly clenched his hands under the table, and asked, "If you can provide clues about the murderer—"

"Suicide." Lan Shaoqi interrupted Lu Zhe and repeated, "He committed suicide."

"..." Lu Zhe opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

It stands to reason that the fatal wound on Fang Tang's head could be chopped off with an axe, but how much courage and strength would it take to kill him with one blow?

"You..." Lu Zhe's voice was a little rough when he spoke again, "How do you know he committed suicide?"

Lan Shaoqi was silent for another moment, and asked in a low voice, "Can I hug you, Lu Zhe?"

"If it's going to get you to talk about what happened that night."

"Give me some time." Lan Shaoqi closed his eyes and muttered, "Please give me some time."

Lu Zhe hesitated for a while, then walked over and opened Lan Shaoqi's handcuffs. There was no emotional outburst or agitation as imagined. The man sat there as if he hadn't been released, and it took him a while to realize that he was The hands can move freely.

Lan Shaoqi raised his head and looked at Lu Zhe who was walking in front of him, and his expression appeared in a trance for a moment. To some extent, Lu Zhe and Fang Tang were really too similar.

He lightly put his stiff wrist around Lu Zhe's waist. Lu Zhe also froze for a moment, and let Lan Shaoqi rest his head on his chest without moving. There was a burst of dampness from the clothes on his chest.

Lan Shaoqi cried.

Lu Zhe's mind is in a mess now, and what Lan Shaoqi told him needs to be further investigated. They only saw that the deceased had been slashed 27 times, so they thought it was murder. From a relationship point of view, Fang Tang also has the possibility of committing suicide.

There are still many doubts in this case.

Lu Zhe lost his mind after thinking about it. It wasn't until Lan Shaoqi in his arms became heavier that he realized that this person had fallen asleep in his arms.That's right, after being interrogated day and night for three days and two nights, I've long been dizzy and can't tell the north from the south. If I could stand against him for such a long time just now, I guess I've lost my last bit of energy. up.

Lu Zhe waved his hand towards the monitor, and not long after, two police officers came over to help Lan Shaoqi to rest. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then he will wait for Lan Shaoqi to say something after he wakes up. He believes Lan Shaoqi Qi is not the kind of person who contradicts what he says.

Lu Zhe walked out of the interrogation room, and as soon as he turned a corner, he saw An Bowei standing outside the monitoring room blocking his way. He walked left, and An Bowei followed him to the left. Block it immediately.

In the end, Lu Zhe lost his temper, stood still, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Are you free?"

"Why is it so difficult for me to hug once? You let him hug you as soon as he moves his mouth up and down, huh?" Amber looked down at him slightly, "This kind of thing is rare in the future, it's best not to happen, Yu Feng won't let the police here Had too much physical contact with the suspect... In case it is that kind of vicious gangster, you will be comfortable with a knife."

Lu Zhe nodded in resignation, his voice slightly elongated: "Got it..."

"I'm jealous again, Lu Zhe, I need to be coaxed." Amber saw that there was no one around, so he took another step in Lu Zhe's direction, forcing him to the corner of the wall, with a smile on his lips, "hug , or kiss?"

Lu Zhe was surprisingly well-behaved today. He smiled lightly on the edge of being wall-donged, then stepped on Amber's shoe when he was in a daze, and rolled it left and right a few times. you."

Finally walked away.

Afterwards, Amber grinned slightly and jumped on his feet, but by a coincidence, Yu Feng, who had just left the monitoring room, bumped into him.

Yu Feng was silent for a few seconds: "Dude, are you playing disco at the police station?"

Amber Wei: "..."

……

This is the first time since the Quehua Mountain fire that An Baiwei and Lu Zhe went home from work to eat normally. The two went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and fruit snacks. An Baiwei followed Lu Zhe like a giant dog. In the back, from the left to the right, like a little doll who received a favorite gift during the New Year, he showed his happiness non-stop for a moment.

In fact, it was just because he didn't have to work overtime, and he could enjoy shopping and cooking with Lu Zhe.

After dinner in the evening, Lu Zhe went to the hut to offer incense to Jiang Zhuyuan as usual. He knelt on the cushion and murmured in a very low voice: "Jiang Shuo has performed very well in the ministry recently. He has worked hard. I believe He will be able to take over my affairs soon, he is really a good young seed... In addition, Team An has been working very hard these days, running with Team Yu every day, no matter how big or small, he has to implement it himself before he can rest assured... …Team Jiang, you don’t have to worry about me over there, Tui An takes good care of me, he is a very gentle person, he..."

Lu Zhe couldn't continue. He bit his lips slightly, hiding the smile on his lips, and then said slowly: "He is a person who is worth giving his back to, and a person who is worth talking to...he The inferiority of the body is changing little by little... In fact, it is not only him, but also me, and the whole third team is also like this...Maybe one day I will accept him, maybe..."

Lu Zhe said the last sentence in a very low voice, so low that he didn't even hear what he was saying.

"Anyway, I would also like to thank Captain An for bringing me back to the Joint Criminal Department... The outside world is indeed much more exciting than staying at home..." Lu Zhe muttered a lot like a chatterbox. Only then did she stand up slowly, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Amber leaning against the outer wall slightly wet, looking at herself playfully.

Lu Zhe suddenly felt a little guilty, and even stumbled over the words: "You, you don't go to bed after taking a shower, what are you doing here?"

"I just want to see you for a while longer." An Baiwei said without changing his face, "If I go to bed directly after taking a shower, I have to see you less for at least 5 minutes."

"You... crazy..." Lu Che covered his face with his hands, and pushed him to the bedroom, "Hurry up and go to bed, lest you catch a cold, no one will care about you if you have a fever."

In fact, An Baiwei didn't hear anything. He just wanted to surprise Lu Zhe outside, but Lu Zhe acted very unnaturally. He couldn't help feeling suspicious, and turned to ask Lu Zhe, "Did you say that in front of Team Jiang?" Did I speak ill of you?"

When Lu Zhe remembered that the words he praised him just now might have been overheard, his face burned up, and he prevaricated: "No."

Amber smiled: "Why do I feel like I don't have anything? Are you suing Team Jiang?"

"Say no!"

Lu Zhe pushed the person onto the bed, but An Baiwei didn't have the slightest strength to resist, so he was pushed straight down on the bed, Lu Zhe lost his center of gravity for a moment, and fell into An Baiwei's arms Here, the two snorted at the same time.

Ordinarily, An Baiwei should hug him and shake him up, but he was really hit hard. The leg that hit the edge of the bed should have been scratched, and his bare back fell on the bed. It wasn't that there was still a quilt on the bed, he guessed that his spine had been knocked apart.

Lu Zhe was fine, he put his hands on both sides of An Baiwei's head as soon as he fell, looked at An Baiwei's alternately painful and happy face in astonishment, and was really worried: "Where did you fall?"

An Baiwei was only concerned with gasping, and before he had time to pretend to be a hero and say "it's okay" to Lu Che indifferently, he felt the little brat's slightly cool hands nervously stroking his body and legs. Pretend to calmly ask: "Does this hurt? What about this? This?"

An Baiwei took a deep breath, and grabbed Lu Zhe's hand: "If you touch it again, something will happen."

Lu Zhe suddenly stopped in embarrassment, and wanted to pull it back, but An Baiwei pulled him even tighter. The latter stared at Lu Zhe without blinking, and a smile that couldn't be melted gradually appeared on the corners of his eyes and brows: "Are you worried about me?"

"..." Lu Che's Adam's apple slid up and down, his eyes fell to one side at a loss, and he argued in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll smash the bed..."

An Baiwei didn't try to poke his small thoughts, rubbed Lu Zhe's wrist lightly, and changed the topic with a big smile: "How long do you want to keep me pressed?"

It was only then that Lu Che realized that the two of them were frozen on the bed in such an awkward position. An Baiwei was facing upwards, and he threw himself on top of An Baiwei, with one leg still kneeling next to his leg. It was very close, and the ambiguous atmosphere stayed in the bedroom for an unknown how long, making one feel that the whole room was heating up.

"...I-I'm sorry..." Lu Zhe quickly got up, then squatted down to look at An Baiwei's leg, at a loss, "It's bleeding...I'll go get that, the medical kit..."

"It's just a little blood, it's okay." An Baiwei held Lu Zhe who was about to stand up, with deep helplessness in his voice, "If you really feel sorry, just make it up to me? For example——"

Before he finished speaking, a small paw that was so cold and sweaty had already grabbed his hand. Amber looked at Lu Zhe with a little astonishment. When he spoke, even his usually cold voice trembled a little: "I can't hug or kiss... I'll hold your hand..."

An Baiwei's heart suddenly softened into a puddle of water. He held Lu Zhe's hand instead, feeling the strength of his trembling little by little. This was not just caused by worrying about An Baiwei, he could feel it. There was also some tension.

——As if a person has finally found the object of his crush.Amber thought slightly.

If he could exchange a well-behaved and sensible Lu Zhe with a bloody hole, he would rather knock his leg on the edge of the bed every day, one every day, without repetition.

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The first candy of the New Year~ Be sweet!

The second change ~ set off fireworks manually ~