star hunter

After getting out of the car, Zhong Yuncong was dragged into a small dark room that was cold and dark. He was thrown into a corner. After a while, the picket team threw another person into him in the same simple and rough style. Just come face to face with him.

Zhong Yuncong opened his eyes wide and found that the guy who was just a few feet away from him turned out to be the robber who beat him up. The road to the enemy was narrow, and Zhong Yuncong would have been furious immediately. If he hadn't been tied up into a caterpillar and sealed up No matter what, he still wants to settle accounts with this guy.

The robber obviously didn't expect to meet again so soon. Seeing the young man's anger, he was somewhat guilty. Fortunately, the other party was also tightly tied up now, so he couldn't pose any real threat to him. He rolled his eyes and began to play dead.

Zhong Yuncong was imprisoned in this crappy place, and he was still eye-to-eye with the annoying guy, feeling anxious while resentful, how long will he be imprisoned?How will it be dealt with?Those people just leave him here?

If you don't go back, I'm afraid Su Xian will find out...

He couldn't imagine the consequences of being discovered by him.

He and the robber seemed to have been forgotten, and after a long time no one cared about them, until he was exhausted and his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

After an unknown amount of time, the drowsy Zhong Yuncong was kicked, and he suddenly opened his eyes, looking at him blankly.

The visitor couldn't help laughing: "Yo, you still fell asleep?"

His mouth was sealed and he couldn't speak. The other party raised his eyebrows and waved his hand: "Take this kid to the interrogation room, our captain will interrogate him himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Yuncong was lifted up by two of his subordinates, and half dragged out of the small black room.

They passed a rather long corridor. There were many rooms on both sides of the corridor. Most of the doors were closed, with black doors and white walls, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Zhong Yun didn't dare to come out from the atmosphere, and carefully controlled the range of sight movement, but there was actually nothing to see in this closed environment. He walked all the way, and his only observation was that the interior of the building was quite new—of course It's relative, there's nothing to talk about outside, but on an "isolated island" full of dilapidated houses, their new house stands out from the crowd.

This is the picket team?

He was thinking about it, but the person escorting him suddenly stopped, and Zhong Yuncong was taken aback for a moment, only then did he realize that they had come to the end of the corridor, and two tightly-fitting ebony doors stood heavy in front of him.

The leading picket knocked on the door respectfully three times. After a while, the door opened a crack, and a voice came out slowly: "Come in."

Zhong Yun followed those people into the interrogation room with trepidation. To his surprise, the room was not as mysterious as he had imagined, for example, there were instruments of torture everywhere... On the contrary, it was brightly lit, neat and tidy. Preface, there is even a plain porcelain vase on the square table in the center of the room, with a few delicate camellias in it.

The tape around his mouth was torn off, and the rope was released, but his wrists were soon handcuffed again.

Zhong Yun felt helpless from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't resist, so he let them move.

He couldn't help being attracted by the double-petalled camellias with gradual changes in red and white, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed, thinking that the camellias were all in bloom... How long has he been in the "isolated island"?

"It's pretty, isn't it?" A familiar voice interrupted his reverie, he froze suddenly, raised his head, and met a pair of gray-blue eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He is now immune to this kind of sickly heterochromatic pupils, and what really surprised him was the owner of these eyes——that was a very outstanding handsome man, whose appearance was as handsome as he had ever seen in his life.

The handsome guy's sitting posture was very unseemly, he leaned crookedly on the back of the chair, his long legs crossed and rested on the table, the immediate result was that Zhong Yuncong was almost face to face with the soles of his shoes.

But it may be because of his good looks that this improper posture has become pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that the other party's gaze was still patrolling his body, Zhong Yun realized belatedly that he hadn't answered his question yet.

He smiled flatteringly: "Ah, this flower is quite beautiful."

The other party nodded and asked again: "Then do you think the little girl will like it?"

Zhong Yuncong was speechless, and said that I am not a little girl and asked me why, but he is not qualified to express his dissatisfaction, so he still responded respectfully and cautiously: "It should be possible, the camellia is so beautiful , girls will love it."

"I hope it's as you said." He turned his face to the people around him and ordered, "Send a few pots of this variety of camellia to the hospital."

"Yes!" After the subordinate saluted uprightly, he took the order and left, while the picket leader turned around and looked at him with a smile: "Now, let's get back to business."

Anyway... What is the story... Zhong Yun couldn't help feeling flustered, the handsome man in front of him had always had a gentle and harmless face, but for some reason, he felt apprehensive inexplicably.

Seeing his eyes open stupidly, the picket leader couldn't help but smile: "It's nothing serious, I just hope you can honestly explain what happened... In this way, we can all call it a day."

"What happened...?" The word "let's call it a day" seemed to make him see the light, and he couldn't help asking, "Can I go home as long as I tell the truth clearly?"

The man smiled noncommittally: "It depends on the result of your confession... By the way, let's report your name first."

"My name is Zhong Yuncong..." Zhong Yun never tires of telling what happened in detail, trying not to miss every detail. In the end, he was a little dry-mouthed, "The thing is In this way, it is the robber who bites back, the thief shouts "stop thief, look at him dressed like that, how could I possibly rob him?"

After the picket leader listened patiently, facing Zhong Yuncong's sincere eyes, he just smiled and asked, "Where's the evidence?"

These three simple words were like a blow to the head, which made Zhong Yun feel dizzy. He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down. He forced a smile: "I don't know how to prove... There was no one around…”

"So, you have neither evidence nor witnesses," he seemed a little helpless, "how can I believe your statement?"

Zhong Yuncong became anxious: "But what that guy said..."

"When my people saw you, you pointed a gun at him." He shook his head regretfully, "In contrast, the other party didn't have any weapons on him, so your accusation... ...really unconvincing."

"He has it!" Zhong Yuncong distinguished, "He threatened me with a brick at the time. He was cunning as hell. You immediately lost it when you came. It was too dark and you probably didn't pay attention..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, especially under the mocking gaze of the person opposite, he himself felt that his statement was not convincing.

"Compared with bricks, I think pistols are much more lethal." He looked at him with a smile, "It's like, would a strong man with a height of seven feet be threatened by a three-year-old child?"

Zhong Yun couldn't argue for a while.

"I used that pistol for self-defense." After a moment of panic, Zhong Yuncong calmed down a lot, "Based on this alone, I am considered a criminal. Isn't this evidence too weak? Have you found any guns on me? Booty?"

The picket leader glanced at his subordinates, who immediately reported: "No suspicious money or property was found from him, except for two portraits."

His eyes turned around and fell on Zhong Yuncong, making his heart beat wildly like a wild horse, but on the surface he still had to look calm and composed: "Isn't it? Besides, I listened to that guy's tone, It is definitely not the first time he has committed a crime, and if your people do a little research, maybe you can find more than one victim nearby."

He also put his hands behind his neck and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair: "Well, this kind of Rashomon can't be explained for a while, so let's talk about another matter first, shall we?"

Zhong Yuncong swallowed apprehensively: "What's the matter?"

He smiled, stretched out a hand, and someone immediately handed over a pistol. Zhong Yuncong's eyes flickered, and his lips were pursed tightly.

"About your gun." He was playing with the gun, and his gaze casually swept over, making Zhong Yun shudder, "Where did you get this gun from?"

"Guns..." Zhong Yuncong was at a loss for words for a moment, he didn't know the laws and regulations here, but it seems that ordinary people probably can't hold guns at will, so what should he say?Truth or lie?

"If you can't explain the origin of this gun, I'm afraid you have to stay in our picket team as a guest."

His light words made Zhong Yuncong sweat profusely.

"This gun..." Under the invisible oppression of the other party, he spoke incoherently, "This gun...is me..."

He took this gun from Su Xian without asking, but he couldn't say that he didn't want to drag him into this shit.

Cold sweat rolled over the corners of his eyes, causing him to blink, and the man chuckled again: "Why, I can't tell? Or, should I call the Administrative Bureau and ask them directly?"

Zhong Yuncong suddenly changed color: "How do you know..."

"How do I know that the gun belongs to the Bureau of Administration?" The man couldn't help laughing, "Are you really stupid or fake? The firearms of the Bureau of Administration are of a uniform standard."

"I didn't rob!" Zhong Yuncong categorically denied it, then closed his eyes and his heart sank, "As for this gun, I stole it, so you can deal with it as you want?"

"Tsk tsk." The person on the opposite side looked at him playfully, "I don't admit to robbery, but it's quite straightforward to admit to stealing a gun... Do you know that the nature of the latter is much more serious than the former."

Zhong Yuncong's face was pale, he knew that the other party was not alarmist, but he continued to speak stubbornly: "It's me..."

"Hey," the picket leader waved his hand, "don't rush to admit it, let me find a colleague from the Management Bureau to confront... and see whose gun was stolen."

He said with an expectant expression: "I really want to know what kind of expression the owner of this gun will have when he knows you are taking his gun to rob the street..."

The more Zhong Yuncong listened to it, the more he didn't feel right: Why do you feel... this picket leader seems to know who owns this gun?

"Don't hit!" He stood up from the chair in a hurry, but was pushed back immediately, and he repeated stubbornly, "Isn't it enough for me to say that I stole it? What is there to hit? "

The other party raised half of his eyebrows: "You don't seem to want me to make this call? Why?"

"Because..." He found a passable reason to deal with it, "I don't want to offend the Administration Bureau..."

"Then you are convicted." His expression changed, and he became serious in an instant, "Even if you pleaded guilty, we still have to find the owner to verify, right?"

Zhong Yun never had anything to say.

What can he say?Fang Fang's righteous words, even if the lines are full of ridicule and jokes, he can't find a point to refute.

The words "this is the case handling procedure" can silence him.

The picket leader observed the expression on his face and seemed to find it amused. He smiled and said, "Go, make a phone call and ask the Management Bureau to send someone to claim it."

Maybe... the person who came is not necessarily him... Zhong Yuncong thought with luck.

>>>

When Su Xian walked in, there was still a biting chill all over his body.

... Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will arrive.

Zhong Yuncong really wanted to dig a hole to bury himself now.

He could feel Su Xian's sharp gaze passing over him, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at his expression at all.

"Hey, the snow on this shoulder hasn't melted yet." The picket leader said with a smile, "Group leader Su came here in a hurry."

Su Xian looked at him, and also laughed: "It turns out that the new picket leader is you, Jiang Qiyan."

The man he called "Jiang Qiyan" tilted his head and winked at him: "Would you like to congratulate me?"

Su Xian patted the snowflakes on his right shoulder. His left arm was not yet sharp, and his movements were a little stiff. Jiang Qiyan noticed it and kept his face.

"Congratulations, Captain Jiang." After Su Xian congratulated without sincerity, his eyes turned around and returned to a certain turtle with a shrunken head, and he raised the corner of his mouth with a fake smile, "I can take my people away." right?"

"Your person?" Jiang Qiyan noticed the keyword and raised his eyebrows, "You mean, he is someone from the Management Bureau."

Su Xian showed a smile: "Yes, No. 38 of the reserve team is still a rookie. I'm really sorry to cause trouble for Captain Jiang."

"But that's not what this brother said just now." Jiang Qiyan smiled slightly, "He has already admitted that he stole this gun."

Zhong Yuncong buried his head even deeper.

Su Xian glanced at him coldly: "Really? Is that what he said?"

"What does Group Leader Su say?"

"Indeed." Su Xian gritted his teeth, "This kid wanted to practice with my gun before, but I didn't agree... But he ate the bear's heart and leopard gut and secretly took it away. I was careless."

Jiang Qiyan showed a meaningful smile: "So, this is the housework of your administrative bureau?"

Su Xian reluctantly nodded.

"From what you mean, you don't plan to argue with this kid anymore?"

Su Xian coughed softly: "Really...Although he is incompetent and embarrassing, he can't be ignored, right? Don't worry, I will deal with him in accordance with the discipline of the Administration Bureau."

Zhong Yuncong shrank his neck.

Jiang Qiyan nodded in agreement: "Don't say it, it's really like this. Look at my subordinates, few of them can do it, but what can I do? Don't you have to provide delicious food and drink? Someone needs to run errands, otherwise what's the point of leaving a poor commander?"

"Being a leader is not easy." Su Xian also sighed with emotion.

The two of them went back and forth to compare who was more hypocritical, and for a moment, the host and guest enjoyed themselves and were very harmonious. Jiang Qiyan waved his hand: "Come, give us team leader Su a cup of hot tea to warm up."

Su Xian smiled politely: "Don't bother, let's finish the procedure quickly, and I'm ashamed to waste Captain Jiang's precious time."

Jiang Qiyan withdrew his two precious legs and sat up solemnly, but his subordinates had already moved a chair and served hot tea, Jiang Qiyan made an invitation gesture: "What's the hurry? Sit down first. "

Su Xian took a deep look at him, and after all he didn't offend him, sat down and took tea.

He lowered his head slightly, and gently blew off the foam on the surface of the tea: "Could it be, is there anything else?"

Zhong Yuncong secretly thought it was bad, and as expected, he heard Jiang Qiyan's voice: "Since Team Leader Su has come to claim it, let's forget about stealing the gun, it's just..."

Su Xian raised his eyelids: "What is it?"

"The time was too tight just now, so I didn't speak clearly on the phone." Jiang Qiyan smiled shyly, "Your subordinate was involved in a robbery... According to the other party's accusation, you are a suspect who committed the crime of robbery."

……Depend on!At this moment, Zhong Yuncong really had the urge to bump his head to death.

Su Xian swept over with heavy eyes, and sneered: "You're promising, and you've learned how to rob?"

Zhong Yuncong knew this early on, and argued weakly for himself: "I am the target of robbery."

How could Su Xian not know that Jiang Qiyan's bad taste was almost written on his face, and he didn't hide it at all. No matter whether Zhong Yuncong's crap was true or not, it didn't prevent the other party from using it to add trouble to him.

Jiang Qiyan looked at Su Xian in embarrassment: "Team Leader Su, look at this...how should we deal with it? Although we belong to different departments, we are still one family after all, and this family should not be publicized..."

This seemingly putting himself in the shoes of others directly judged Zhong Yuncong as a robber. Naturally, Su Xian didn't like this. He raised the corners of his lips: "He hasn't pleaded guilty yet, so why is he getting ugly? Also, What about the other party? Is his testimony so credible?"

Jiang Qiyan began to practice Taijiquan: "Ah, this is because this little brother has been unable to produce evidence..."

Zhong Yuncong couldn't bear it any longer: "Does that guy have any evidence? Didn't he use his mouth to yell! Don't tell me that everyone got all the stolen goods, and I don't have any stolen goods on me. How can you conclude that I robbed you?"

Jiang Qiyan's smile was vague, and his eyes flicked across his face. Zhong Yuncong always felt that the eyes were not very friendly, but he still bit the bullet and finished the last complaint: "It's said that that guy has a criminal record. You go to check and you don't..."

Su Xian interrupted his muttering at the right time, and reprimanded him in a neutral tone: "That's enough, you don't have a place to talk here."

Zhong Yuncong lowered his head again and turned into an ostrich again.

"This kid doesn't understand the rules. I'll apologize to Captain Jiang on his behalf." Su Xian put down his teacup and smiled apologetically, but Captain Jiang waved his hand equally sincerely: "I can't stand Team Leader Su's apology, what are you doing?" To break my life."

At the end of the exchange of greetings, Su Xian put away his condescending smile and showed Jiang Qiyan's familiar stern expression: "However, his words are not unreasonable. Dare to ask the picket team, have you gone to investigate?"

Jiang Qiyan laughed again: "Of course we will investigate, but the brothers need to rest after running around all night... The workload of this investigation and visit is not small."

"Oh." Su Xian nodded, "Can't find out, right?"

Jiang Qiyan's smile stagnated slightly: "Group Leader Su's words are somewhat..."

He became more and more embarrassing, and said coldly: "Since you can't find out, let the Administration Bureau investigate tomorrow. I promise, there will be results within three hours."

Jiang Qiyan sneered: "You are protecting the calf."

"No." Su Xian smiled slightly, "Even if we are used to working hard in the Management Bureau, we don't think the workload is heavy."

Jiang Qiyan said nothing but smiled.

"It's getting late," Su Xian was too lazy to continue talking to him, "Look, are you going to send someone to investigate now, or leave it to us?"

"The people we arrest are naturally our responsibility." Jiang Qiyan shrugged, "If Team Leader Su is sleepy, he can leave at any time, and if he doesn't mind, he can spend the night in our reception room..."

"So, Captain Jiang still refuses to let him go?" Zhong Yun understood at this moment, Captain Jiang said that he insisted on making trouble for him, probably not against him, but because he had something to do with Su Xian Bar?

In other words, he was used as a gun.

Jiang Qiyan spread his hands and continued to drive: "Although I also believe in this brother's innocence, the suspicion has not been cleared..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Xian caught off guard and got behind him in full view, so that his subordinates didn't have time to draw their guns, and they didn't dare to act rashly when they saw that their boss was restrained by others.

Jiang Qiyan's finger was immediately stuck on the trigger, but Su Xian was faster than him. He clasped his wrist, and with a little force, Jiang Qiyan's hand holding the gun was forced to let go, and the gun slipped into Su Xian's hand. .

He rubbed the gun cover back and forth with his thumb, and put it close to Jiang Qiyan's ear: "Don't play this game with me, I'll keep all your crap here... Do you still want your sister to continue treating her?" down?"

There was no panic on Jiang Qiyan's face, but he laughed instead: "You started threatening me because of a little-known subordinate?"

"I just want to remind you, for the sake of your sister's life and the position that you have finally climbed to, you have to look forward and backward when doing things," Su Xian said in a low voice, "Don't look for trouble."

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand, walked slowly back to the original position, and raised the corners of his lips: "What do you think, Captain Jiang?"

"Since Team Leader Su pleads in person, I'll give you some face." Jiang Qiyan is also cheeky, relying on no one to hear their secret conversation just now, he lied without blushing and without heartbeat, and Su Xian reached the goal. purpose, and I don't bother to argue with him.

"Okay! Take him away." Jiang Qiyan signaled his subordinates to uncuff Zhong Yuncong, but his eyes were fixed on Su Xian, "But the debt of favor, Team Leader Su must remember to pay it back."

This brazen bastard.Su Xian cursed secretly, but the smile on his face did not change: "I am a person who never repays my debts. If you don't believe me, go ask Zhang Jibai."

Jiang Qiyan's complexion changed slightly, but Su Xian ignored it. He glanced sideways at Zhong Yuncong, who had a pleasing eyebrow, and then stuffed the gun into the pocket of his coat, and strode out of the interrogation room of the picket team. The latter followed suit.

It was still windy and snowy outside, and Su Xian was still walking like flying in the snow. Zhong Yun had never been as capable as him, and it was extremely difficult to walk with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

He is now in a state of panic.

After walking out of the compound of the picket team, Su Xian looked back. The guy was separated from him by a long distance, moving step by step like a turtle crawling. In his eyes, he grabbed his collar and strode forward.

"Well, Su Xian..." Zhong Yuncong mustered up his courage and wanted to say something, but he was stopped by him in a cold voice: "Shut up, I don't want people to see a joke at the gate of the picket team."

Zhong Yuncong immediately shut up.

So all the way in silence, they walked through most of the east city and returned to the [-] square meter residence.

When we arrived, the sky was lit up, but when the door was closed, no one turned on the lights, and the room was still dark.

Zhong Yuncong waited for the storm to come in the dark.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the opponent was a complete monster, and his movements were unbelievably fast, knocking him down in a second, and his face was pressed hard against the wall.

He was forced to open his mouth, unable to utter a single syllable.

"Zhong Yuncong." Su Xian laughed back angrily, "You've ignored my words, haven't you?"

How should I put it, what should come will always come.

Although he was very open-minded, his body was really overwhelmed - just now his nose had a close contact with the wall, the pain was not so painful, it may be that the capillaries in his nasal cavity are too fragile, nosebleeds and free tap water It seems that the flow is non-stop.

Zhong Yuncong's mouth was filled with the smell of his own nosebleed, and Su Xian's angry questioning was heard in his ears, and his head suddenly felt a little dizzy. He sniffled: "I'm sorry..."

His apology was like adding fuel to the fire at this moment, Su Xian sneered, lifted his shoulders and turned him over, the back of his head hit the wall again, he was already dizzy, but now he became more and more dizzy Drowsy.

The light in the room was too dark, Su Xian didn't notice his nosebleed, he still clasped Zhong Yuncong's right shoulder with a lot of strength, the latter felt that his shoulder blade was about to be crushed, but he still didn't say a word suffer.

"Do you want to die that much?" Su Xian gritted his teeth and said, "What do you think 'Lonely Island' is? Is it a park where you can wander casually? I've said so much, you are all farting, right? I Let me tell you, this is my territory, if you want to stay, you have to obey me obediently!"

"I know." Zhong Yun felt very uncomfortable from the smell of blood in his mouth. He tried to explain, "I just wanted to post a few missing person notices outside, and I would come back after posting. I just didn't expect something unexpected... ..."

"Accident?" Su Xian was obviously not impressed by what he said, and he interrupted him coldly, "Have I told you? That kind of thing is not an accident here at all, but a common occurrence. Or do you think I Are you scaremongering, and you have to try it yourself before you give up?"

Zhong Yuncong thought about it for a while, and then said, "I'm really sorry for making you take this trip, but I also thought a lot on the road just now..."

He sneered: "Okay, then tell me what you think."

"I know you're doing it for my own good, but I can't stay at your house forever." He tried to make his voice sound calm, "My father is still missing, and I can't hide in the house with peace of mind... Moreover, it is dangerous outside, but your home may not be safe either."

Su Xian was about to say something, but he heard him say: "I'm not arguing with you, and I don't have any elements of anger... There are so many supernatural beings in the 'isolated island', there are people who have the ability to sneak into your house There are too many, so what is safe is not this room, but being around you."

"But you can't be around me 24 hours a day, I don't dare or have the right to think about such things." He sighed, "Now that things have happened, I don't think I made a mistake when I went out, it's just...really Shouldn't have brought your gun and I'm really sorry about that."

"Who wants your apology?" Su Xian's anger remained undiminished, "If you want to die so much, please go away and don't dirty my eyes."

Zhong Yuncong was silent for a while, then said softly: "I see."

He leaned on the wall and began to fumble for the light switch. After a while, the dark room was lit up. He blinked, and after his eyes got used to the light, he walked towards the door.

Su Xian finally turned his head when he heard the movement of the door lock.

Zhong Yuncong turned the doorknob and turned his head just in time. He wanted to take a last look at this person, but unexpectedly his eyes collided like this.Both sides froze for a moment.

Zhong Yuncong was out of accident, but Su Xian's surprise came from his nosebleed—it seemed a little serious.

Did you hit too hard just now...?

"That," Zhong Yuncong licked the dry corner of his mouth, and bowed deeply to him, "Thank you for taking care of me these days."

Su Xian's eyelids twitched, and he was about to ask him where he wanted to go, but what he blurted out was the exact opposite: "Oh? If you want to go, then I won't send you far."

Zhong Yun never said anything, just nodded hastily to him and walked out.

The door was closed quickly, but the cold wind that poured in at that moment had not dissipated. Su Xian was wrapped in the cold, and his head was heavy.

"Leave if you like, I still want to keep you!" He didn't realize that he was pacing back and forth in a panic, and when he finished muttering, his footsteps stopped suddenly, "Did you really run away?"

He suddenly turned around and went out, searching around for Zhong Yuncong's trace.

But he was long gone.

Su Xian went downstairs in a hurry, during which several neighbors greeted him friendly, but he couldn't hear him at all. He rushed to the entrance of the corridor in one breath, looked around, but there was no figure of that guy in the vast white snow.

Su Xian walked a few steps in the snow, then stopped in a daze. He lowered his eyes, letting a piece of cold snowflakes stick to his eyelashes.

What he said didn't seem to be unreasonable at all... I did not let him go out largely to save trouble.

He was a free man after all, not a prisoner.

Asking himself, he had to admit that there was something wrong with his own approach.

He sighed: "He ran quite fast... this kid!"