Madness of the Heart

From Dongye City to Luocheng, it is more convenient to take the high-speed rail than to fly, and it can be reached in two hours.

Fang Yuanhang was still as if he had been beaten to death. After working on the case for so many days, he didn't feel tired at all.

Mingshu drank a can of Red Bull before departure, and still felt a little sleepy.I don't think I am old, but looking at the players who are several years younger than me, I can't help but think of myself when I was as old as Fang Yuanhang.

One day's energy is always endless. If there is a case, I will be busy with the case. If there is no case, I will play basketball with Lu Yanzhou's gang. It is no problem to play from morning to night on the rest day. Xiao Yu'an takes him home, and he can still hang on Xiao Yu'an at night. down.

Except for Xiao Yuan, no one knew he was so clingy.

"Are you a monkey?" Xiao Yuan teased him once.

"Don't you know what I belong to?" He stayed still, looking at his lover with affectionate eyes, "Of course I belong to you!"

Xiao Yu'an understood, and shook his head with a smile, that smile was very flattering.

"My body and my heart belong to you, so I don't belong to a monkey, but to you!" After he finished speaking, he kissed Xiao Yuan's chin, but Xiao Yuan grabbed his lips.

The night is long and beautiful.

"Master, master!" Fang Yuanhang shouted, "Did you hear what I just said? What are you thinking?"

Of course Mingshu would not tell his apprentice that he was thinking about the matter between husband and wife just now, so he calmed down his expression and said, "Thinking about the case."

Fang Yuanhang: "Where did you think of, tell us and let's think about it together?"

Mingshu refused to accept the call, "I have something to do? I want to go to the bathroom by myself. How old is it? Do you want me to lead the way?"

"Master, what are you talking about!" Fang Yuanhang hurriedly looked around, for fear of being heard by others, "I'm talking to you about what happened in Los Angeles last year!"

"Last year?" Mingshu understood immediately.

The police in Los Angeles experienced a serious turmoil last year. Han Qu, the captain of the special police detachment, was suspected of being brainwashed by a cult organization and became its accomplice.The captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, Chen Zheng, unconsciously revealed the details of the case because of his trust in Han Qu, and was suspended for investigation. The post of captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment was immediately vacated, and Hua Chong, the leader of the serious crime team, took over temporarily.

The Han Qu incident dealt a great blow to Chen Zheng. Even if the investigation team later proved his innocence, he was unwilling to stay in such an important front-line unit as the criminal investigation detachment, and took the initiative to transfer to the provincial department to take up a idle position.

Hua Chong officially became the vice-captain two months ago. Although he is only the vice-captain in name, because the position of captain is vacant, Hua Chong is actually the leader of the Los Angeles Criminal Investigation Detachment.

Ming Shu is younger than Hua Chong, and the first time he dealt with Hua Chong was a few years ago. He hadn't seen him at the time, but he had already heard his name—the criminal police in Los Angeles called Hua Chong "Hua'er" and "Hua Hua".He was speechless, thinking that even if a man's surname was Hua, he couldn't be called "Hua Hua". What kind of weird nickname is this?But after seeing Hua Chong, this idea changed.Hua Chong was born as a special police officer. He is handsome enough, temperamental enough, with excellent skills and a bright mind.No matter what nickname you put on this kind of person, it won't hurt his first impression.

The last time we met was in the special operations team of the Ministry of Public Security. Hua Chong came to report on his work, and he was receiving training.

He was actually a little surprised, because before he was 100% sure that Hua Chong was a straight man, the kind that no man could flirt with anymore, but when he met again, he found Hua Chong at a glance, and the one who broke Hua Chong was actually with him. He has the festive Liu Zhiqin!

"I heard that the combination of 'Liu Yin Hua Ming' in Los Angeles is very powerful." Fang Yuanhang said again: "Master, have you dealt with them before?"

Mingshu was worried that he would inadvertently reveal the secret of Leu Huachong and his wife, so he perfunctory Fang Yuanhang, put on earphones and close his eyes to rest his mind.

After arriving in Los Angeles, Ming Shu and Fang Yuanhang went to the Los Angeles City Bureau first.

Visiting local brother units is a customary rule for criminal police to investigate cases outside their jurisdiction.

"Come here?" Hua Chong was wearing a shirt and uniform pants, slender and handsome, perhaps because he had been a special police officer, he had a different aura from a criminal policeman.

Fang Yuanhang stared at him for a long time.

"I haven't seen you for half a year." Ming Shu gave Hua Chong the tea he brought from Dong Ye, exchanged a few words of greeting, and got straight to the point.

On the phone before, he briefly mentioned the matter of the tomb heart, and now after face-to-face analysis, Hua Chong also agreed to investigate the tomb heart in detail, and said that he would send a team member to Xinyun Publishing House with them.

Mingshu didn't expect that the person Hua Chong was talking about would be Liu Zhiqin.

The office door was pushed open from the outside, and Liu Zhiqin took a bag of iced milk tea in Yang's hand, "Come, Teacher Liu treats you."

Mingshu's eyelids twitched, "Why are you?"

"Why can't it be me?" Liu Zhiqin put all the milk tea on the table, found a cup filled with various ingredients, inserted a straw, and placed it directly in front of Hua Chong, "You still owe me and the flower team a Ton of wine."

Hua Chong agreed with a smile, "Yes."

Fang Yuanhang was curious, "Master, what's the matter?"

Ming Shu said: "Young man, don't gossip like this, okay?"

Liu Zhiqin was talking about a small incident that happened in the special operations team, but although the incident was small, it was related to his Mingshu's face.

The training of the special operations team involves various aspects, mainly in actual combat, supplemented by technical training. He ranks among the best in every assessment, only the theoretical knowledge of network security lags behind.

Liu Zhiqin used to be a core member of the information warfare team of the Ministry of Public Security and belonged to the Special Operations Team. Later, he was transferred to the Los Angeles City Bureau, and now he has settled down in Los Angeles.But when the special operations team needs it, Liu Zhiqin will go back at any time.

The network security theory class he took was taught by Liu Zhiqin.

According to the leaders, the criminal police do not need to master the practical operation of network attack and defense, but they must understand and remember the theory, so that they can solve difficult cases more efficiently in the current environment.

Mingshu annoys memorizing theories and reading books the most. He didn’t take computer classes well when he was in school, and now he doesn’t understand in class, and he doesn’t bother to review after class. He stared at Liu Zhiqin’s face during the first random check, Not a single question was answered.

Liu Zhiqin's words made him very angry——

"They're both the team leaders of the serious crime team. Why is there such a big gap?"

It was the first time that someone questioned his strength, and he immediately said harsh words, saying that he would definitely win the final assessment.

"What if you can't get it?" Liu Zhiqin asked with a smile.

"If you can't get it, I'll invite you to dinner with the leader of the serious crime team who is the most powerful in your heart!"

"Not enough to eat."

"Eat and drink!"

The words were put there, but if he was asked to spend time memorizing boring theories, he still dozed off as soon as he memorized them.So the bet was clearly lost, without any suspense.

He is not a person who likes to renege on debts, and he wanted to buy wine in the capital, but Liu Zhiqin was temporarily called away to perform the task, and Hua Chong had already returned to Los Angeles, and the debt was owed.

If Liu Zhiqin hadn't mentioned it suddenly, he would have almost forgotten it.

"I didn't say not to invite you, I will invite you after finishing the case this time!" He said, raising his chin at Hua Chong, "Flower Team, I will take Mr. Liu away."

After Hua Chong became the deputy team leader, he became more stable and nodded, "Just tell me if you need anything."

Luocheng Xinyun Publishing House is an old-fashioned publishing house. It has been established for decades. After experiencing turbulence and rapid development of the publishing industry, it is now one of the top five publishing houses in China. The headquarters building looks simple and elegant from the outside, but the inside is First-class office environment.

In the past few years, the publishing industry has fallen into a trough, and the overall recession has caused many small publishing houses to close down. Xinyun is also trying to transform and find a new way out.

"Many of the new books published by this publishing house recently are suspenseful." After entering the Xinyun Building, Liu Zhiqin said: "There are local authors, there are foreign authors, there are realistic orientations, there are supernatural orientations, all kinds, and the quality varies. Not neat."

Mingshu slowed down, "Have you investigated?"

"The flower team asked me to help you, I have to do some homework in advance." Liu Zhiqin didn't forget to stamp Mingshu after speaking, "And I occasionally go to the bookstore to buy a few best-selling new books, unlike you. "

Mingshu: "..."

What's wrong with not reading books?

Who stipulates that everyone has to love reading?

"Do you know what the increase in suspense books reflects?" Liu Zhiqin asked.

Mingshu said: "Is there even a question? The number of criminal cases in society is increasing, the tricks are constantly being refurbished, the public's curiosity is increasing, the imagination is stimulated, and the demand is strong. In fact, murder themes, whether it is books, movies, or games, have always been 'just in demand'. This is not so obvious in our country, and in neighboring countries, the crime genre has long been called 'steel'."

"Not only." Liu Zhiqin said, "There is another reason."

Mingshu stopped, "Huh?"

Liu Zhiqin said: "The pressure imposed on people by society is increasing. Everyone needs a way to vent their emotions. When excessive negative emotions appear on an author, writing becomes TA's way of venting. .”

"You mean the heart of the tomb." Mingshu said.

Liu Zhiqin shrugged, "It can also be other writers."

The two were chatting when a project manager from Xinyun Publishing House hurried over.

This person is in his thirties, with a shirt and trousers, a work card on his chest, the most ordinary appearance and the most ordinary hairstyle, the glasses lenses are a bit thick, and the expression on his face is very disturbed. With a forced smile on his lips, he politely said: "Hello, three. My surname is Liu, and this is my business card. I was informed that the police are coming to investigate the case, and I will be here soon. What happened? Is there anything I can do for you? "

Mingshu took the business card and glanced at it.

The man's position and name are written on the business card, Liu Zhiqiang, director of the "Mystery" studio.

Liu Zhiqiang explained that the "Enigma" studio is a newly established department in the editing center, which is responsible for publishing realistic suspense.

"Do you understand the writer's tomb?" Ming Shu asked, "The writer of "Green Perfume Bottle"."

"He..." Liu Zhiqiang adjusted his glasses, with a strange look on his face, as if he looked down on the other party, but he tried his best to hide this contempt.

Mingshu asked: "Have you seen him?"

"I haven't seen it." Liu Zhiqiang shook his head quickly, "How about this, if you want to check the tomb heart, then I will call the editor in charge of the tomb heart, and she usually communicates with the tomb heart."

Mingshu's eyes paused briefly on Liu Zhiqiang's face, "Okay."

Liu Zhiqiang pushed open the door of the conference room, and should have walked out directly, but turned around again, with hesitant and fearful eyes.