I want to send you red roses

"... I actually watched Song Zhe grow up. He was a very taciturn person since he was a child, and the deceased old man of the Song family was a senior general in the army. Cheng Song was under him when he joined the army and fought, so I've been very busy all the time, so I don't take much care of Song Zhe."

Both Duan Tingxi and Yu Tang sat in front of Old Man Duan, looking at him without blinking.

"I had a pretty good relationship with General Song at the time, and it was rare that we always kept in touch when we were free. It's just that I was much younger and was taken care of by him." Mr. Duan rarely put on glasses, and said slowly as if it could help his memory: "I remember that in the first few years when I first got married, when I had no children, I would occasionally take Song Zhe home to live for a few days... He was really very quiet, most of the time he read in his room, and occasionally I practiced. I will look down from the window when I am swordsman, and the rest of the time, unless I have to answer every question, I don’t say anything extra, which is actually very good.”

Duan Tingqi frowned and asked, "Are you close?"

"Well," Mr. Duan pondered for a long time before making a judgment and nodding affirmatively, "Except for a very small number of people who lack the ability to empathize physically, most people are emotionally sensitive when they were children. When I didn’t get much from my parents, I would establish close relationships with other people close to me. Although Song Zhe was introverted, I was really close to me in those years... until I had your father, and he also started to live and go to school. There will be fewer coming."

"Does he have a good relationship with my dad?" Duan Tingqi asked again.

"It's very ordinary..." Old Man Duan hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Actually, he is nine years younger, and it is already difficult to play together. Your father looks like your grandma since he was a child. He has a very delicate personality and loves to be alone. He is obsessed with medical books, and usually doesn't have much contact with the younger generations of those martial arts friends at that time, so I have always been very clear that he has no unnecessary contact with Song Zhe."

If there is no communication in these circles, then why?

The glare of the overhead light came down and shone on the glass tabletop in the interrogation room.

It was the same interrogator who came to question Song Zhe that day, wearing glasses, looking sharply at Song Duan's face, and said in a deep voice, "So you don't know anything about Song Zhe's current escape? "

"Yes." Song Duan looked directly at him calmly.

"Are there any doubts that can provide assistance with the case?"

"No."

The investigator paused, and suddenly found that although the person opposite was still very young, her gaze was very, very similar to Song Zhe's. It was not the calmness of ordinary people, but a very uncomfortable expression. The feeling of...a poisonous snake dormant.

Regardless of whether it was because of the anger and illusion that Song Zhe escaped successfully due to carelessness, the investigator's face turned a little cold, and he asked sternly: "You are a father-daughter relationship, and you have lived in the same space since childhood, and you have never noticed the slightest bit. Something is wrong, have you ever doubted it?"

Song Duan is neither humble nor overbearing: "As I said, he has been guarding against me since he was a child."

The investigator raised his voice, and quickly continued to ask: "At least you should have seen the three-way balance model ornament designed by himself many times, and the mechanism that the whole room can't tell if it has other uses, how did he communicate with it?" Are you chatting?"

Song Duan asked him warmly: "When you went to investigate that day, you should have talked with him, how did he prevaricate you with small talk, did you feel any clues?"

The investigator's face darkened. Not only had he chatted, but he also picked up the three-way balance ornament with his own hands and looked at it carefully.

But Song Zhe is a watertight person.

The investigator stared at Song Duan and tried his best to find the similarities between her and Song Zhe, but after looking around, he was still confused, so he took a momentary pause, lowered his head and took a sip of water, then took out a communication record and pressed it on the He said at the desk: "But after our verification, Song Zhe's last phone call before he fled was to you."

Song Duan's expression moved subtly.

The investigator immediately caught it, and asked in a rather oppressive voice: "What did you say?"

Song Duan raised his eyes: "I didn't say anything."

He didn't say anything, the situation was exactly the same as when she and Meng Xianshu were disturbed eight years ago.

No one knows what Song Zhe is thinking in his heart, no one in this world fully knows.

The investigator began to put pressure on him: "Deputy Director Song, you young people may always like to take chances, but your job prospects are actually very good. Don't make big mistakes just because you concealed some things for a while."

"I have nothing to hide." Song Duan suddenly smiled at him, and said seriously: "Song Zhe has three mobile phones, have you found the communication records of his other two?"

investigator:"……"

"If he really said something shameful to me, why would he still use this?" Song Duan said again.

The investigator let out a deep breath - Song Zhe's motives were particularly suspicious because he couldn't guess the reason.

Song Duanduan was looking at him on the chair for two seconds, and said casually: "It might be a prank, do you believe it?"

The investigator gave her a stern look, turned on the phone through the transparent packaging bag, called up a text message, and asked, "What about this sentence, is it also a prank?"

Song Duan withdrew his thoughtful expression, and his eyes fell on the text message without blinking——

"You know that your mother died of premature labor and hemorrhage when she gave birth to you, but did anyone tell you why she had premature labor and hemorrhage?"

The sky gradually darkened, and the lights seemed particularly dazzling.

In the living room of Duan's house, Aunt Lin had already prepared dinner, so she hesitated for a moment before going back to the kitchen to pack up her things.

Yu Tang was silent for a moment after hearing what Old Master Duan had said: "That is to say, Song Zhe could only blame my master and parents because of Song Duan's mother's premature birth and death. superior."

Old Man Duan recalled it for a long time, and heaved a long sigh, as if he was a little tired: "It was winter at that time, and it was very cold. Because of the heavy traffic at the end of the year, the people traffickers of the horse gang were very arrogant, almost committing crimes against the wind. Your master couldn't see it. I intervened in it. Then on the last day before New Year's Eve, when I was gathering with a group of friends, I happened to encounter those people planning revenge."

Duan Tingxi raised his eyes: "There was a lot of chaos, and the collision happened by accident. Did Song Duan's mother give birth prematurely because of this incident?"

"Yes, your father was there that night." Mr. Duan said, "I remember it very clearly. Your father came back at night and specifically mentioned this matter to me. We had a small gathering in Ye Wei's yard, so they were all taken down, but because there was no taboo at that time, many people also used their swords privately. The scene was very chaotic, and two people could not be saved without first aid. One of them came out, and the trafficker held the whereabouts of many abducted children, so please save his life before the ambulance arrives."

"Then Song Duan's..."

"Song Duan's child's mother, Song Zhe's wife—" Mr. Duan answered slowly, closing his eyes and recalling with difficulty: "She should not be in serious condition at that time, and she can survive until the ambulance arrives, so Song Zhe I may ask your father to help take care of it first, but one person cannot be split in half, your father still saved the trafficker who held many family hopes..."

Duan Tingqi said softly: "Song Duan's mother suffered from postpartum hemorrhage, and there is no way to do first aid on the spot."

"Ah," Mr. Duan waved his hand, "I don't know much about medical matters, but your father actually felt guilty afterwards, and made a special trip to apologize several times, but Song Zhe didn't say anything, and he didn't show it—— "

His voice paused, and he didn't say any more.

But no one thought of it, no one did.

Although the hatred in Song Zhe's heart had never been uttered out of his mouth, it had accumulatively become poisonous in his heart and grew branches and leaves. Whatever pain he had experienced, he wanted others to return it as it was.

Human life can only be repaid by human life.

In his imagination and design, children may always panic when faced with such mechanisms and scenes. He may have been waiting in a dark corner of the abandoned factory building at that time—waiting to see what Duan Tingxi would come from inside. Pick one, and the remaining two will always lose both the lover and the child.

"It's no wonder that he hasn't found any problems in his work in the past few decades, and he hasn't received a penny." Yu Tang gently stretched his back, "He only did two things separately, and killed two people."

"Meng Du's usual relationship network may not involve him, but he should be the one who connected him as a reward." Duan Tingqi glanced at the message on the phone about the repair of the USB drive, "And he probably didn't intend to kill him. Uncle Ye, it was Uncle Ye who found out about him and triggered the bombing of the chemical plant ten years ago."

Such a person whose scheming is deep into the abyss of the deep sea has a strange personality. He alienated Ye Wei and the Duan family early on. Everyone can understand and will not doubt that when he killed Duan Tingqi's parents, he played business again on the surface. pretense of competition.At the same time, Ye Wei made a move when he first arrived, making him mistakenly think it was his own mistake and alienating everyone.

And after that, he kidnapped Duan Tingxi for the second time and threw him into the bone-piercing river in winter, which deeply stimulated and pinched the seven inches of old man Duan, and successfully stopped him from further investigation.

This person is really poisonous to the bone.

Although the interrogation of Meng Du and the restoration of the USB drive have not yet come to fruition, but as the news of Song Zhe's escape spread secretly, a group of demons and ghosts who could no longer sit still showed their magical powers. Smuggling, it is impossible to escape, and the first case of suicide by swallowing poison has appeared.

Among these people, there are even a small number of people who have been promoted to the ministerial level and retired.

Public opinion was raging, and the Dihua City Bureau was under the lens of the media all night.

The "cooperating investigation" on Song Duan lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening. Because of Song Zhe's lessons learned, the investigation team was very cautious and did not let her out of the gate, and temporarily detained her in the bureau.

It's just that before the investigator wearing glasses went out with a teacup, he turned around wearily and said, "Someone has been waiting for you outside for a long time. There is surveillance and full-time radio here, so we can meet each other, but try not to be sensitive." Topic, please cooperate."

Song Duan didn't listen to the second half of his sentence, and looked up at the door.

After Meng Xianshu came in, she looked at her several times before sitting down on the chair by herself.

"Waiting for me for a day?"

Meng Xianshu didn't say a word.

Song Duan waited for a while, and seeing that she didn't take the initiative to speak, he suddenly smiled lightly, and said deliberately to adjust the atmosphere: "Why don't you think about me, and follow me worryingly, wasting time."

Meng Xianshu still didn't speak, his eyes flicked across her face.

Song Duan said clearly: "I have nothing to do, but I should stay here for a while." When she said this, she suddenly thought of it, and after she rolled her eyelashes, she said: "By the way, I have decided to be a guardian. I will wait for a while." Days, change it when you have time, it should be less troublesome in the future."

There was a flash of emotion in Meng Xianshu's eyes: "You are quite caring."

Song Duan didn't know what he thought of, the corners of his mouth curled up, and suddenly he leaned on the back of the chair calmly and looked at her: "You have a crush on Ji Tingyu."

She knew Meng Xianshu well, what she said was not a question, and Meng Xianshu did not respond.

Therefore, he should have been thinking about Ji Tingyu, if he hadn't been thinking about a person, a person like Meng Xianshu wouldn't have rejected a person's obvious contact and overtures.

Song Duan looked at her silently and softly for a long time, then suddenly glanced at the boundless night outside the window, and said with relief: "Ji Tingyu is actually a good person, and his family conditions are also very good. His parents are very open-minded and gentle, and they love their grandson very much. If she is together, they should have a good life."

Meng Xianshu's eyes fell on her face, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes: "I'm pretty good at planning, what is the plan for myself?"

Song Duan thought for a while, then smiled at her: "If I meet the right person in the future, I will consider it too."

Meng Xianshu thought for a while, said nothing, put the porridge and steamed buns on the table, turned and left.

When she was going out, she passed by a woman in a fiery red windbreaker——

It's the woman at the bar.

Meng Xianshu walked all the way to the outside of the glass door, then paused silently, and looked back.

It was still cold outside at night, and the wind was blowing gently.

Seeing that she was the only one coming back, Tangdou looked behind her for a while, then jumped into her arms trustingly, tilted her head and blinked for no reason.

Meng Xianshu caught it, looked down for a while, then gently patted its head, and pushed open the bedroom door.

The gardenia in the vase in the bedroom still exudes a peaceful floral fragrance, and the pillows are neatly placed next to it——

Song Duan is actually a very tender person. If she really likes someone, she will always be silent and considerate. If she is willing to spoil you, she can spoil you so much that you can't find it.

Never exceed the distance, never show merit.

Even though she is in the news industry and has seen and contacted all kinds of people in this world, Meng Xianshu has never seen someone as delicate as Song Duan.She hides all the tenderness in her heart, loves you, respects you, and only you.

Consistently.

Meng Xianshu looked around slowly for a long time, then turned off the lights and went to bed.

She didn't realize it before, but now that she thinks about it seriously, she has to admit that those characters in Song Duan that fascinate her are inseparable from her original family.

It has nothing to do with these eight years.

Eight years later, she was still helplessly attracted to her.

From midnight on that day, Dihua's public security system has reached an unprecedented level of busyness. Various media scrambled to report all night long. , has become a hot topic for the national breakfast topic.

After Yu Tang and Duan Tingxi watched and listened to all the recordings, text descriptions, contact videos, picture evidence and various materials in the USB flash drive, they were silent for a long time.

Ye Wei is like a single-handed scavenger. Back then, he chased after the kidnapping case alone. After taking over and integrating Yu Ji's painstaking efforts, he had no scruples. A USB flash drive seemed to want to wipe out all the garbage in front of and behind the scenes. .

Lu Qinhe, who was rushing back and forth, also smoked half a pack of cigarettes, and directly brushed the ashes on the table with his hand: "I didn't say too much, I caught so many people's hands, and there was no room for it. Can you still live?"

Yu Tang glanced at him without commenting, but his eyes fell on the cigarette ash in his hand, and after looking at it for a long time, he said, "Although I haven't seen Song Zhe's skills, I know that Song Duan learned from him. Although he can't run away with his skill and ability, it will take a long time to catch him back."

Lu Qinhe squinted at her with a cigarette in his mouth: "Do you want to go?"

Before Yu Tang could speak, Lu Qinhe suddenly glanced at her——

As if he had a premonition, Yu Tang watched him take out the phone and played a recording of the phone call. Wu Yue's position was replaced on the opposite side. It was his deputy who used to be by his side. He spoke more politely than Wu Yue, but was as serious as him. He whispered: "Ju Lu, last night in Tonghua City next door, Jiang Xiumin committed suicide by taking poison."

Duan Tingxi's expression turned pale immediately, and Yu Tang also slightly rolled his eyes.

Lu Qinhe tapped the cigarette ash lightly on the edge of the table, his face was very tired: "Yu Tang, she is still killing people, she is the one who must be caught—"

His words stop here, but the meaning is self-evident-you may need to take a trip.

"It doesn't have to be her. If she wants to kill Jiang Xiumin, she would have done it a long time ago." Yu Tang looked away silently, and stared at him deeply: "And her only reference is me... I live, she lives."

"The only sure way to let her die—is me."