I want to send you red roses

"Didn't it all flush just now? Why hasn't it come out yet? Did she... fall into the toilet?"

Just as Lin Xiling looked around and said something, Lu Wei came down from the second floor: "Here we are."

While wiping her hands, she exchanged a subtle glance with Yu Tang who was leaning on the door frame.

Yu Tang smiled silently, lowered his head and peeled off the lollipop in his hand, and after feeding it to her, he even rubbed her head.

Jiang Li suspiciously searched the two of them back and forth a few times, and said dissatisfiedly to Yu Tang, "What are you doing tonight, why are you giving candy everywhere..."

"I haven't said anything yet, it's your turn." Duan Tingxi cut her off halfway, and led Yu Tang away.

It was freezing cold in the middle of the night, several people got into their cars, Yu Tang said goodbye, and said: "Be careful on the road, drive slowly."

"Okay." Lu Wei leaned back in the chair, and just slowly glanced at the rearview mirror, the mobile phone in his hand rang.

Lin Xiling looked at the road, turned his head and gave her a small look: "Why didn't you answer?"

Lu Wei lowered his eyes: "My ex-girlfriend."

"Hmm." Lin Xiling glanced at her again from the corner of his eye, "When did we start talking?"

"I didn't know each other until I was in graduate school within two years." Lu Wei smacked his belly and hung up the phone, "But when I was very young, I felt that I liked girls more. Since I discovered my sexual orientation at the age of 16, I have completed myself. After agreeing, I started to make a bottom line with my mother, saying that I don't want to get married in the future."

Lin Xiling listened with great interest, turned his head while holding the steering wheel and asked, "And then?"

Lu Wei looked back at her: "Then same-sex marriage will be legal—Mr. Lin, watch the way."

Lin Xiling immediately turned around: "...then you are quite capable."

"Because my mother has been married for two years in her life, she feels that marriage is meaningless." Lu Wei said, "She said that my father is a person who likes to play drums and lutes and plays musical instruments. Self-motivated. Before we got married, my mother thought he played the xun nicely and was very romantic, but after we got married, I thought he was idle and a fool."

Lin Xiling: "..."

Marriage is so realistic.

She then recalled the family information that Lu Wei usually filled in, and suddenly said: "No wonder you are named after your mother——do you still have contact with your father now?"

Lu Weijing leaned on the back of the chair: "No, after my mother divorced her, she moved to her hometown in other provinces. Over the years, she only collected his ashes once when other people contacted her—oh, my father is a worker in a chemical factory, Died in a fire ten years ago."

Lin Xiling reacted for two seconds before suddenly turning his head to look at her: "Huh?"

Lu Wei blinked at her: "Yes."

The night is humid and cold, and the dew is heavy. Once the heating in the car is contaminated, it is easy to relax and drowsy.

Song Duan didn't know if he didn't close his eyes all day and night before, and fell asleep on the way. After Meng Xianshu parked the car without saying a word, he sat quietly in the car and waited for her to fall asleep.

The opposite happened to be a stadium in a community, and the headlights were bright enough to play basketball all night.Song Duan was in a daze for a long time after waking up, and said hoarsely, "I thought it was dawn."

Meng Xianshu didn't tilt her head: "If you're sleepy, go to bed early."

Song Duan reacted for two seconds, then tilted his head: "It's not that I'll send you back..."

"What are you taking for me, your bicycle?" Meng Xianshu glanced to the side, "Or do you want to send me downstairs and drive my car away?"

Song Duan leaned on the back of the chair for two seconds, then nodded with a frank smile: "I haven't been doing well in the years since I left you."

Meng Xianshu immediately looked away: "Who is mocking you, get out of the car."

"Going up..." After sitting for a while, Song Duan moved his mouth, swallowed his words, and opened the car door.

Meng Xianshu suddenly looked at the lamp not far away and shouted: "Song Duan."

"Ok?"

Meng Xianshu: "Do you still remember my phone number?"

Song Duan's hand to close the car door suddenly stopped.

"No change." After Meng Xianshu finished speaking, she stepped on the accelerator and left.

The lights along the way are as bright as day, and white air can be seen under the light and shadow. Winter is almost over, but the cold is not over yet.

No one spoke in the car, even Jiang Li, who loves to babble the most, was seldom quiet. Yu Tang just nestled on the passenger seat, with a candy in his mouth, looking at the boundless night outside the window until Duan Ting Qi parked the car next to a landfill.

Decades ago, this place was a low slope where small springs could seep out of the ground. At that time, there were more than a dozen families living nearby, and it was not far from Dihua City. In spring, apricot blossoms would bloom all over the road behind. In the valley, many people will come for outings.

Now the stench is smoky, and the place where the spring water used to flow out has been blocked by black silt.

Under the third apricot tree from the spring, there is a simple grave quietly buried without a tombstone.

It wasn't that Ye Wei didn't intend to erect a monument back then, it was because he didn't even know Yu Tang's father's name.

The dazzling headlights were cast on the crane not far away, and several people who were ready stepped forward and shouted: "President Xiao Duan."

Duan Tingqi responded softly, and together with Yu Tang pushed aside the branches and messy withered grass, they walked to the grave.

"Have you checked it?" Duan Tingxi asked.

"The 50-meter radius has been carefully arranged, and there should be nothing else buried."

Yu Tang stood silently in the night, and after staring down at the grave in front of him for a while, his throat moved slightly: "Then start digging."

Jiang Li subconsciously stood up straight and became nervous for no reason.

The urban planning of Dihua is very interesting. The surrounding area is expanded in an arc. When you look down from a high place, you will find that it looks like a flower that has just opened/bud.Especially under the bright lights tonight, it seems that a flower lantern has grown on the ground.

But at this moment, in the entire ghost building in the northern part of the city, there is only one computer emitting a faint green light, and the two small speakers next to it are streaming out some chattering voices——

"I know... I won't turn the corner with you, I just want to ask a few questions." This was Yu Tang's voice.

Song Duan's voice was very calm: "you say."

"The first one, when I first returned to China, it was Lu Qinhe who took the initiative to find me, but it was he or you who kept watching my movements."

"It doesn't matter who you are, because we have been paying attention to you all these years, including Jiang Li. We can't really let you go abroad alone."

"So it wasn't a coincidence that I took Cheng Pengfei's mission for the first time, nor did I take the initiative, but you and Bureau Lu arranged for me to contact him?"

"Well, those people are afraid of you, and I want to see their reaction."

"So you have been secretly investigating the bombing case ten years ago." Yu Tang asked calmly, "The reason."

"Because before the explosion that night, that is, after you told me and Jiang Li about Uncle Ye, I found a bug on my body when I went home." Song Duan said in a very soft voice, "I hurt you, I hurt you. Uncle Ye and the others."

After a long time, Yu Tang asked softly, "...who let it go?"

About ten years have passed, Song Duan has been able to control his emotions very smoothly: "Two possibilities, Song Zhe or Meng Xianshu."

Only someone who is so close to her can quietly put that thing on her body and use her to plot against Yu Tang.

This was Song Duan's deliberate judgment, and Yu Tang didn't ask much.After a moment of silence in the recording, she continued to speak: "Did Mr. Zhang get angry with you?"

"Yes, I have found out some of the things he told you over the years."

That includes the matter of Cheng Pengfei, the matter of the kidnapper being caught, and the matter of the red bottle flower. Song Duan is helping her pass clues.

"Did Maddy let you go that night on purpose?"

"Well, he is from Quelou. I don't know what they want to do when they contact Su Yongyan. I want to check along."

"What is the relationship between Quelou and the horse gang?"

"Wear a pair of trousers, there are few minions in Quelou, and there are not many people who usually use them. When they do various activities, they will be running dogs for those who help the crowd. Quelou arranges a person to manage them in the dark and divide them equally. money."

Yu Tang pondered for a few seconds: "There must be a reason why they chose Dihua as their base camp—who is the 'protective umbrella'?"

This time Song Duan was silent for a while, and his voice was extremely low: "Many people."

Yu Tang stared at her suddenly.

"Those who were involved by Cheng Pengfei at the beginning were only part of them, or even the abandoned sons they introduced to divert attention. The horse gang has been rampant in Dihua these years, and people who are imprisoned for big or small things will soon be judged as All kinds of pretexts are released, and they are very confident."

Song Duan's voice was very cold, and he said word by word: "Including the drug market in Quelou, many people have been entangled in the profit chain to cover up these years, and the cases that have been cracked are basically some people in the south who are trying to carve up the market. Alien drug lord."

That is to say, Dihua’s drug market is basically covered by Quelou—that is, Yu Zheng, and it is unscrupulous under the influence of the umbrella. If other drug lords want to share this cake, they will be destroyed. In this way, there will be no abnormality in the detection rate of the police on the side, killing two birds with one stone.

Yu Tang was quiet for a long time, and only asked the name of one person: "Are you guarding against Zhou Wei?"

Zhou Wei, the name of Song Duan's ex-husband.

Song Duan didn't answer her neatly this time, but asked in a solemn and low voice: "Yu Tang... are you sure?"

It is meaningless to kill a Zhou Wei without being sure to uproot those people behind him. This kind of person has scheming and methods deeper than the sea. Revenge in the heart can easily make a person restless in this life.

not to mention--

Song Duan has been holding back for so many years. She has been holding each other back with Zhou Wei...or with Song Zhe.

And the object of containment is not herself, but Meng Xianshu.

"Song Duan, it's time to start." Yu Tang looked into her eyes quietly, and said softly, "I have already found out their large drug manufacturing base in Lanshan, Yunshuichuan. As long as I find out where it is, I will personally Capture Yu Zheng and get the list out of his mouth."

There seems to be a second hand moving in the void, tick-tick-tick-

Ten seconds later—

"I will give you the complete evidence to convict Zhou Wei tomorrow—"

Song Duan looked back at Yu Tang: "But you can arrest him now."

The phone screen in the dim light suddenly lit up, and the man in front of the computer quickly found a phone and dialed it.

"Pack up your things right away... come out of the bush at the north gate, I'll send someone to pick you up... what else happened, you're going to get shot right now, your captors are already on the way !"

Zhou Wei's expression changed suddenly, and he jumped up from the bed: "Song Duan? How could she... how dare she?!"

"What do you think you are, why should she let you rest easy for the rest of your life?" The person on the other side made no secret of his sarcasm, "You should be glad that you threatened her heart, not herself, otherwise you would have been killed Killed. And I told you to leave early, you can still get away, you fucking insist on delaying until now."

Zhou Wei opened the window suddenly, and snarled at her: "If you run away early, you don't call yourself a fool. Who the hell wants to be a fugitive for the rest of your life? You can't sleep peacefully!"

"What about before? Can you sleep peacefully?"

Zhou Wei was taken aback for a moment.

"You'd better act fast, you may not have the rest of your life." After the other party said sarcastically, he hung up the phone quickly.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and the sycamore tree on the side of the road rolled away two dead leaves.

Song Duan held his cigarette lightly, looked up at the senior management in front of him, guessed that it was almost time, but the orange light in the window did not turn on for a long time.

She frowned, immediately took out her mobile phone and called, and answered immediately.

Song Duan relaxed a little: "...Are you home yet?"

Meng Xianshu's voice was mixed with the empty echo of the corridor, and he paused for a while before shouting: "Song Duan..."

Ten seconds later, the glass at the entrance of the corridor suddenly made a crisp sound, and Song Duan appeared in front of Meng Xianshu holding his mobile phone tightly. After looking her up and down nervously, he relaxed visibly.

Meng Xianshu stood where she was, looking at her face with some surprise for a long time: "...what kind of kung fu is this, the light kung fu that crosses half of the city in ten seconds?"

Song Duan: "..."

"Qinggong is probably not so fast, is it teleportation?"

"..." Song Duan silently looked at her for a few times, avoided seeing her, walked up to Meng Xianshu, and turned on the light in the hallway outside the door——

The house was in a mess, broken glass fragments were everywhere, the few sofa stools and drinking fountains were overturned to the ground, the most side windows were also smashed, and the stern cold wind pierced through the shattered black hole .

Song Duan's eyes suddenly gathered icicles, and after glancing around every corner coldly, he turned his head to comfort Meng Xianshu in a soft voice: "Don't be afraid."

She seemed to want to stretch out her hand, but she curled up and took it back gently.

Meng Xianshu narrowed his eyes, and complex emotions flashed in his eyes: "Song Duan, why did you come up so fast?"

Song Duan was silent for a moment before saying: "Because I can't bear to part with you, I followed behind to send you back. I'm downstairs."

Meng Xianshu frowned and looked into her eyes for a while: "Is there any other reason?"

"……without--"

Meng Xianshu suddenly threw the bag in her hand on her face: "Is there a truth in your mouth?"

Song Duan bowed his head to catch her bag without saying a word: "I miss you very much, I can't bear you, it's all the truth."

Meng Xianshu's eyes suddenly turned red, and she turned to the door with her face turned away.

Song Duan bent over, picked up the keys on the ground, raised his hand and closed the door: "Go to my place - I will find someone to clean it here."

A small cloud was blown by the cold wind, and after briefly covering the moon, it slowly moved away.

The surroundings were as quiet as a wilderness, only the solitary grave in front of him was slowly revealing the complete coffin fragments under the light of the headlights.

The stratum here has high soil humidity, and the coffin has begun to rot after more than 20 years.

Both Duan Tingxi and Yu Tang stood at the front, and Jiang Li was a little behind, staring at the hoist tightly, not daring to vent his breath, but just clenched his palms lightly, and the cold wind made him sweat all over his body.

After several people who had been invited to dig the soil stepped forward to lift off the seven coffin nails, they quietly retreated to the side.

Yu Tang's eyes fell on the coffin, and after taking a deep look, he put his hand on the coffin lid, and gently pushed——

This coffin, which had not been excavated for more than twenty years... was indeed empty.