purple mist

Lu Wei turned to one side, put his elbows to separate the wooden chair that was about to fall apart, rubbed the front of his body when he made a mistake, and kicked the cockscomb head hard with a swift and powerful kick. On the wall, there was a muffled "bang", and he cried out in pain. If there is no accident, this guy's ribs must have been broken.It was only then that the young men came to their senses, so they grabbed the objects at hand and rushed towards Lu Wei.

A young little yellow-haired hesitantly looked left and right, looked at Cockscomb, who was clutching his chest and coughing fiercely, and glanced around, and found that all the things in his hand were taken by others first, so he had no choice but to grab them. Grab the hair that hasn't been washed for an unknown amount of time, and then sip it into the palms of both hands, rubbing the saliva evenly before flushing upwards.

As soon as the imposing particle "ah" was uttered, it froze in place.

I saw Lu Wei standing in front of him, upright and straight like a sharp knife, but the neckline was a little messy, revealing a small piece of firm honey-colored chest.

He was holding the back collar of a little gangster in his hand, so that the man was flushed and out of breath, and he was clasping his collar with both hands in a panic, trying to pull it out of Lu Wei's iron-like hands.There were still a few curled up at their feet, howling miserably.

But Lu Wei just hooked his thin lips shallowly, and lowered his sword eyebrows on his cold and wanton eyes. He fixedly stared at the little yellow hair that was frozen in place. The poor guy was thrown onto the chaotic operating table, and there was a lot of banging and banging.

"You..." Xiao Huangmao finally panicked completely, he was just looking for a guy, what happened? !

Little Huangmao watched Lu Wei walk up and down slowly step by step, almost all the hairs on his body stood on end, his fear was no less than when he faced his parents who had just finished the parent-teacher meeting when he was a child.

In fact, these little bastards themselves really don't have much martial arts, they just rely on their fearless gangster spirit, they can only pinch soft persimmons, and those who are really capable will not stay in such a small shop Play poker.So for Lu Wei, who was good at solving problems with his fists since he was a child, and has systematically learned how to "control violence with violence" after he was a police officer, this group of young people like bean sprouts are like bowling balls, they can only be thrown out. Son.

A domestically violent father, a weak mother, and a poor family, Lu Wei's childhood memories are full of alcohol and smoke, crying and cursing.So much so that he himself once thought that when he had the ability to kill his father or grow into another violent maniac, he would put on handcuffs calmly and relievedly.Unexpectedly, the fate is wonderful, that little Maotou who can't help trembling but still clenches his fists will one day become a criminal investigation policeman that everyone respects.

"Which way are you...?!"

The trembling sound of air leakage from the cockscomb head that finally stopped coughing saved the little yellow hair's life.

Lu Wei ignored him, raised his hand quite naturally, and pulled out the cigarette case that was protruding from the pocket of the little yellow fur coat. With a tap of his knuckle fingers, a cheap cigarette popped out of the box.

If the people from the police station were present, I'm afraid their eyeballs would be on the back of their feet.Lu Wei, who declared that he never smokes and that smoking is prohibited everywhere he goes, is now skillfully putting the cigarette in his mouth from the cigarette case, and finally raised his chin at the little yellow hair who was already frozen in place.

Little Huangmao was startled, and understood what Lu Wei meant.Hastily took out the lighter from the back pocket of his buttocks, lit it tremblingly, and carefully protected the wind with one hand, leaned forward and carefully lit the cigarette for Lu Wei.

Lu Wei took a deep breath, and then exhaled a long cloud of smoke. Through the white mist, he looked at the little yellow hair and said calmly, "Thank you, little brother."

Xiao Huangmao grinned at the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and the wry smile still twitched and didn't take shape, and then he heard the bellows-like roar of the cockscomb behind him: "Pan Xiaobai, your grandma eats dog food inside and out!"

Pan Xiaobai?

Lu Weixin said that the name was chosen with the same level as Xie Xiaobao on their team, and it reminded him of the little white dog in Crayon Shin-chan accurately and concretely.

He shook his head with a secret smile, threw the cigarette he had only smoked on the ground and stamped it out, put his hands back into his pockets casually, and said slowly: "Don't you want to know which way I am from?"

"There's nothing I can't tell you."

Lu Wei slightly closed his dark eyes like a deep pool of water, his thick crow eyelashes narrowed his eyes, and looked from top to bottom at the terrified Cockscomb Head at that moment, that deeply contoured face slowly outlined a person who had never been a criminal police officer before. It won't be revealed, with a sneer and evil sneer.

The little yellow-haired man named Pan Xiaobai stood there blankly, and suddenly remembered the vampire in the comic book he was reading, so with a pale face, he reached out and touched his neck unconsciously.

……

after an hour.

It gets dark very early in winter in the north, which always gives people the illusion that the day is over.

However, this has nothing to do with the police station that is anxious to solve the case. It is still brightly lit, which has the same effect as a lit candle, burning itself to seek light.

But where there is light, there must be shadows.

Standing in a bright place all the time, you will never know what ghosts and ghosts are dormant in the darkness.

When Lu Wei returned to the police station, he had already changed into a straight police uniform, his face was normal, and he nodded lightly in response to the weak "Deputy Lu".

Wen Xin and Chen Bingrui have already returned, and her apparent loss is in stark contrast to Chen Bingrui's yawning at the computer screen.Lu Wei just took a quick glance and didn't expect them to find anything valuable.

"Where's Team Zhang?" Lu Wei asked.

"Zhang Min, that's Zhang Zichen's mother, here, Team Zhang is chatting with her, and she said that Zhang Zichen is on the way." Chen Bingrui replied without raising his head, and his subordinates kept scrolling the mouse to check. The second-hand mobile phone transaction records on a certain treasure.

Lu Wei lightly tapped the seam of his well-ironed trousers twice with his fingers hanging by his side, wondering what he was thinking.When he was about to lift his foot, the phone rang suddenly. He took out the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Comrade policeman! My...my friend seems to have been kidnapped!"

Noisy shouts came from the receiver, causing Lu Wei to frown tightly, and even Wen Xin who was sitting beside heard the movement and opened her eyes curiously to look over.

"What happened?" Lu Wei asked in a deep voice.

"I, I, I was the one in the morning! You came to my house, do you remember, Comrade Police!" Yan Lingyi on the other end of the phone was so anxious that he was about to cry. He didn't give Lu Wei any time to respond, just like pouring beans into a bamboo tube Keep jumping out: "I called my friend just now, his reaction was very strange, and what he said was not right, I followed his words to chat, and then he, he, he, he meant that I should call you, saying that he wanted to Ordered a takeaway of chestnut fish head soup... and said that only you can have it here..."

Lu Wei's pupils suddenly opened slightly, and he quickly pieced together the situation from his sentences that seemed to have no punctuation marks. He realized that the friend Yan Lingyi was talking about was Xue Han who came out of the interrogation room of the Internet police at noon.

Xue Han might have been kidnapped?

"Chestnut fish head soup?" Lu Wei's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, he raised his hand and slapped the drowsy Chen Bingrui on the back, and slapped him. Chen Bingrui almost jumped up from his chair and asked three times: "Police? Dead? Found?" The murderer?"

"I see, Yanlingyu, right? No matter where you are now, please stand by and keep in touch with me at any time." Lu Wei frowned, and calmly instructed Yanlingyi, ignoring the other party, "I am Yanlingyi is not Yanlingyu!" howling.

"Little intern, contact the armed police next door and ask them to be on standby immediately. Wang Hong, ask the technical department to locate Zhang Zichen's current phone location. Pancake will immediately apply for a gun and prepare to go to the police with me." Lu Wei arranged the work one by one in an orderly manner, while walking quickly When he came to the reception room, he just buckled the door panel and pushed the door open.

In the reception room, Zhang Shun was talking with Zhang Zichen's mother. He was taken aback when he saw Lu Wei's expression, and he knew something had happened.

Lu Wei directly faced the dazed Zhang Min, and said seriously: "Ma'am, we now suspect that your son Zhang Zichen has taken a hostage."

Her face turned pale as paper in an instant.

"He...he really..."