Street office where the wind lives

Everyone was overwhelmed by the sudden bad news, but staring blankly at the office was not an option, so Captain Nie took it upon himself to take photos of the homeless man and extract fingerprints. The students fled back to the bureau to dig through the provincial archives.

After they left, the homeless man huddled in the corner with the pot in his arms, quietly like a chicken, neither beating nor biting, and not writing a single word.

When it was time for lunch, Mario licked his face and reported on time, carrying a few overnight big steamed buns packed from the cafeteria, ready to honor Director Wei.This steamed bun was probably made according to the style of the battlefield, like a compressed biscuit mixed with two catties of preservatives.

There were a few greedy old comrades who wanted to try it out, but Director Wei stopped them all.In order not to leave the front teeth of a group of Yang Bailao in the office as a souvenir, he resolutely brought the steamed buns to the front yard, and asked the homeless man who looked like an ordinary person to test the poison first.

The homeless man was taken aback when he saw a vat full of things that looked like fossils. He grabbed one and put it under his nose and smelled it. He was probably checking whether it was food. After making the bag, the old man stuffed it into his mouth, and gulped it down with his cheeks beating twice.

"It's a bit hard, slow down...!!!"

Wei Nanfeng hadn't finished his conversation yet, a steamed bun over there had already been eaten, and he was so frightened that he handed water and slapped his back, for fear that this stupid person would choke him to death.

"Look at you, no one is robbing you, why worry, drink more water, it's not easy to digest."

"Boots...boots."

"What?" Wei Nanfeng was in a daze with his busy hands stopped in mid-air. Did a fly fly by just now?

"You were talking just now?"

"Boots, boots!" The homeless man twisted his brows into spaghetti, with a constipated expression on his face, and struggled to utter the word, almost biting his tongue so hard.

He was slurred and had a strong accent, but Director Wei still burst into tears of relief.

"So you can talk!" He stood up abruptly, "You're welcome, there are still vegetables in the room, just wait for me to order them for you and eat them with steamed buns! ——Everyone! This guy is talking! !"

Director Wei Ruyan rushed back to the house to announce the good news, and greeted a crowd of people from the yard, everyone chattered around the homeless man and started a family routine. The family is concerned as if they are lost.

Luan Zhou still didn't like to join in the fun, so he stood silently on the outlying space with folded arms and watched. Wei Nanfeng caught a handcuff from somewhere and handed it to his mouth, "Old sesame oil, your favorite flavor, it's a takeaway It only arrived in an hour, and if it doesn't taste good, I'll give him a bad review!"

Luan Zhou crooked his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and swallowed it in one gulp. His hand was too big and a sharp point protruded from between his lips. He occupied his mouth and couldn't speak, so he gave Wei Nanfeng a big slap. Thumb, use body language instead of inner thoughts: Not bad, try it too.

Director Wei was a little dazed watching him eating. If he was asked to describe his boyfriend's appearance, the first word that popped up in his mind would be "to eat". It will get better unconsciously. When the mood is good, the appetite is good. When the appetite is good, I want to add two more bowls of rice.

The thin-skinned Chaoshou finally succeeded in penetrating into the hinterland. Luan Zhou pursed his lips in satisfaction, and bared Wei Nanfeng's neat little white teeth, "Why do you keep looking at me? Am I better than Chaoshou?"

"Oh? Is there?" A small piece of red oil leaked from the corner of his mouth, Wei Nanfeng wiped it off with his hand, "I used to watch you all the time, I saw that you could eat more, and..." motioned Luan Zhou to come closer, "You It is indeed more delicious than chaoshou.”

Watching the little comrade's earlobe turn red with satisfaction, Director Wei showed a tricky smile, and licked a little bit of red oil on his fingertips, um~ it's sweet.

The homeless man in the crowd next door must have been a chatterbox before, or he was going crazy after wandering for too long, and he couldn't stop talking once he opened it. He talked with all the young and middle-aged men in the office for half an hour, Suffering from the profound influence of the accent on a person, nine and a half out of ten sentences are unintelligible, and everyone can only piece together his original meaning with half-knowledge, which seems to be playing tricks.

The topic of all kinds of things went around and went back to the question that everyone was most curious about - dude, what is in this jar of yours?

At first, everyone didn't think much about it, they thought it was the cookies he stole from the supermarket, and they said in a fancy way to see how tasteful this thief is, and he knows how to pick up expensive ones after eating snacks.But gradually, everyone found that things didn't seem so simple. For two days, he even carried a big jar with him to the toilet, and even slept with it in his arms, never leaving his body.

Although none of the people dared to touch this jar, just by looking at the way he moved it every time, it could be seen that this thing weighed at least one or twenty catties. Nowadays, snack manufacturers are all good at monkeys, and selling snacks is equivalent to Selling packaging, anyway, is used to trick little girls, like this one bucket, there are about a dozen biscuits in it, and the rest are parallel imports such as packaging bags, plastic sheets, and they don’t weigh much at all.

Then he dared to touch it again with a burst of curiosity. Before he got close, the homeless man was like a cat that had just stepped on the switch. The son stared straight at the person coming.

The cheap young man swallowed nervously, put his hands on his chest and made a mantis fist, but it had little effect, and he was already frightened into a human stick.

Director Wei couldn't get away with flirting on the sidelines. When he heard the movement, he rushed over and stood between the two of them. He slapped the unscrupulous subordinate flying away with his palm, and put his palm on the homeless man's chest to make him calm down. .

The homeless man let out a low growl from his throat, which was similar to the warning of a wild beast before attacking the enemy. Luan Zhou was taken aback when he saw it, opened the lock screen of his phone and scrolled to the dial interface, and threw it to the melon-eating crowd beside him: "To Nie The captain is calling!" Then he rushed over desperately and stood beside Wei Nanfeng.

Captain Nie was so busy that he didn't touch the ground. As soon as he came back, he received a call from his superiors, saying that there was a major car accident on Linjiang Road, and they were asked to rush to the scene. Just as he was about to find time to grab a lunch, Luan Zhou's phone call came from an extremely blind man.

"Hey, Xiao Luan, what's new?"

"Hello, is this Team Nie? I'm Xiao Wu from the office. Just now the homeless man spoke up, and we asked him a few questions. He's getting angry, Director Xiao Wei and Xiao Luan are stopping him now, I'm afraid he's going to be in danger, Captain Nie, come here quickly!"

Nie Yiming took a deep breath, and growled: "I'm not telling you not to touch the jar! Don't touch the jar! That may be the key clue, you ignore my words, don't you?" , let them be careful, don't get hurt, I'll go over now!"

The police car turned around with difficulty at the intersection that was blocked into a mobile parking lot, and drove towards the office at every turn.

Taking advantage of the traffic jam, Nie Yiming's brain was running fast. After seeing the homeless man in the morning, he had a familiar feeling. He couldn't explain it. It seemed that he was not an ordinary social moth who made a living by picking up garbage, although it seemed so on the surface. But there must be some unknown secret hidden in him.

What is the secret?

Nie Yiming frantically slammed the horn twice to clear his trivial thoughts. The car in front automatically gave way when he saw that it was a police car. road.

The police have the privilege to go out to handle cases, and they don't have to abide by the "no parking anywhere" in the new community plan. Captain Nie put the police car towards the entrance of the alley, and slipped in by himself against the wall.

As soon as I stepped into the small courtyard, I encountered a big scene where swords were on the verge of breaking out. All the idlers in the office shivered into a group, hiding under the vine trellis, wishing to push the king of koi to the top of the tank at a critical moment .

In the middle of the yard, Wei Nanfeng, Luan Zhou, and the homeless man were fighting with each other in a three-legged posture, and for a moment they couldn't tell who was with whom.Nie Yiming stopped abruptly, and rushed forward without realizing the situation was bad.

The three of them went back and forth for a while, only to see that Director Wei suddenly got into trouble, turned around and rushed towards the homeless man from a distance of two people, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to overthrow him to the ground, and the two of them rolled on the ground After a few laps, the tramp started a unilateral fight.

Luan Zhou hugged the cookie jar while he was out of his hands and protruded from the encirclement. He may have underestimated the weight. Go in the direction where Nie Yiming lives.

Captain Nie couldn't dodge in time, and the iron can with a net weight of [-] jin was flying close to the ground, and it was about to pass by him. Fortunately, the reaction speed trained in the police academy was not dulled by the overtime work day and night. The ballet danced, and the height of the tin can just brushed his pants/crotch. He felt a chill, the can passed through the hall, and hit the wall by the alley with a "boom" relying on the acceleration of gravity that only increased and did not decrease.

The whole body of the tank was deformed by the impact, and the lid popped open with a "click", and lumps of powder mixed with it were scattered all over the sky. Captain Nie, who was closest to it, held his breath in time, as if he had sucked it. A mouthful of haze.

This scene is like a movie being played with the slow-motion button pressed, even the powder particles floating in the air are clearly visible, the homeless man turned his head, screaming and pushing Wei Nanfeng away, like a mad dog, roaring Wanting to tear open a gap in the sky, he scrambled and threw himself in front of the dust on the ground, but he didn't dare to get any closer. He stretched out a hand tremblingly, and picked up the neither gray nor yellow powder, and the powder fell from the ground. It leaked between his fingers, stained with the stench of dust, exuding a creepy smell.

Nie Yiming stood only half a meter away from him, his keen nerves suddenly snapped, and the criminal police's professional insight came online in time, and he discovered that there were burnt human bones in that lump of land!

Nie Yiming subconsciously stretched out his hand to his waist, pinned a penis against the seam of his trousers, a drop of cold sweat ran down his temple, and leaked a trace along the seam of his lips into his mouth, it was salty.

The homeless man... No, it should be said that the suspect is completely immersed in hysterical emotions and cannot extricate himself. legs.

Nie Yiming said silently in his heart, three, two, one!

"stop!!!!!!"