purple mist

The ruddy tea soup is full of luster, and the fresh aroma is slightly bitter.

Lu Wei looked down at the cup of tea that had just been brewed for a moment, wondering what he was thinking.The bony fingers swayed lightly, and a trace of hot air rose up, softening his sharp-edged and deep face a little.

The tea enters the throat, and the lips and teeth are fragrant.

Xue Han, who was sitting across from him chopping rice, didn't miss the momentary astonishment in Lu Wei's eyes, and said complacently, "How is it? The young master's cooking skills are not bad, right?"

Lu Wei glanced at him, and let out a frank "hmm".

It was indeed beyond his expectation, he thought that Xue Han, who couldn't even cook, could only boil water to make tea bags.

Unexpectedly, Xue Han's set of washing tea and making tea in a smooth manner is not just noble and elegant.

Xue Han lazily raised the corners of his lips in a good mood, picked up another piece of sweet and sour ribs, and asked for credit at the right time: "I seldom serve others."

That's right, this person only drinks bottled water in a lazy and easy way, so why would he spend most of the day just for a cup of hot tea.

But if that person is Lu Wei, although it can't be said that he wants more credit or wants to treat him more, Xue Han is still very happy to put on a big battle for him.

Especially when he caught sight of the rare tenderness in Lu Wei's deep eyes, Xue Han felt that his spine was brittle.

It seems that the boyfriend is too good-looking, which is also a troublesome matter.

It makes people want to attack the police.

Xue Han just stared at Lu Wei, who was concentrating on drinking tea, and bit the brittle bone in his mouth.

If the line of sight could pick someone's clothes off, I'm afraid that Officer Lu's dignified police uniform would be lost.

Suddenly, Xue Han noticed that Lu Wei seemed to have only brought a pair of chopsticks, so he asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I've eaten it." Lu Wei gently placed the paper-thin jade embryo cup on the coffee table, took out another glass crisper from the paper bag beside it, and placed it in front of Xue Han.

Xue Han held the bones of the small row, and took a closer look...

Oh, poplar nectar.

A bowl of rice, a side of sweet and sour ribs, a dish of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and dessert...

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a dish to coax a little girl.

"...Officer Lu." Xue Han looked a little strange, "I am honored, but can you listen to me?"

Lu Wei slightly raised his sword eyebrows, nodded his head to signal him to continue.As if the boss allowed the subordinate to speak.

The young man stood up from the chair and tugged at the collar of his coat, half-closed his eyes and condescendingly looked down at Lu Wei, and pointedly said, "I am 1.8 meters tall, girlfriend?"

The light from the chandelier happened to shine on his long naked neck and a section of collarbone, which was glowing with white glaze and looked as delicate as grease.

Lu Wei's eyes paused there for a moment, then hurriedly moved up, and said with a straight face: "Who is it that sent me a WeChat message saying that Mr. Wu is pulling him to eat health-preserving dishes every day?"

Xue Han nodded: "That's right."

Lu Wei continued: "Then who said he wants to eat mango and grapefruit?"

Xue Han thought for a while: "It's also here."

Lu Wei hooked his lips helplessly, with a conniving arc, feeling powerless: "Then why did the mangoes and grapefruits I brought back still 'survive' after three days in the refrigerator?"

Xue Han: "..."

I don't know if he said he was too lazy to cut, would Officer Lu pick him up and beat him up.

Lu Wei knew what was going on when he saw his subtle expression, so he glanced at him coldly.

God knows how Lu Wei felt when he returned home after being so busy, and found out what he was like when he left, and how he was when he came back.

Xue Han had no choice but to sit down obediently and continue to eat the first health-preserving meal that was not boiled cabbage recently.

In fact, he and Lu Wei haven't seen each other for many days, and basically pass each other perfectly.

The city police station seemed to be calm, but in fact it took a lot of effort to cover up Qin Bo's identity.

Once the attention of the public gathers, the news of Internet police suicide after being involved in a homicide may cause the society to panic.

After all, for ordinary people, the police exist to protect society.But what if the police were involved in the murder?

Fortunately, recently everyone's attention has been focused on honey words' gift activities, which has provided a lot of convenience for their work.

But even so, together with Lu Wei, the entire criminal investigation team is silently and intensively erasing Qin Po's past, and trying to dig out the clues behind it.

Lu Wei thought about it for himself, and said indifferently: "Has Xue Bin contacted you recently?"

"No." Xue Han paused for a moment, and asked back, "Where are you?"

The ruddy tea soup is poured into the cup, just like Lu Wei's low-alcohol voice.

"Everything is normal." He looked dull and seemed a little absent-minded.

Xue Han asked very tactfully, but he actually asked Zou Guoxiang.But he took Zou Guoxiang's identity into consideration. After all, he was Lu Wei's stepfather, so it was hard for him to call Zou Guoxiang Zou Guoxiang one by one.

Qin Bo, the chess piece buried in the police, died, and Xue Han made such a big noise again, can Zou Guoxiang really hold his breath?

The tea was already a little cold, but Lu Wei drank the last small cup in one gulp, rubbing the smooth rim with his fingers, and said, "That Wei Ran is even more cautious, commuting to and from get off work on time and on time every day, and his style of acting is as good as it sounds." It’s not too much to leak.”

He suddenly hooked the corners of his lips as if there was nothing, and said quietly: "But she probably didn't expect that your university tutor is a great god who doesn't show himself."

Xue Han was taken aback, slightly surprised: "Teacher Wang?"

"Yeah." Lu Wei tapped the coffee table with his fingers, "Let's eat first."

……

The tea set and crisper on the coffee table were all pushed aside, leaving only the little monk tea pet honestly used as a mobile phone holder.

The surveillance video of the day when Qin Bo entered the Miyu Building was copied into Lu Wei's mobile phone. He has watched it several times, so all his eyes are now on Xue Han's face.

Lu Wei looked at Xue Han quietly as if there was a magnificent sea tide in his eyes.

Since he was born, he never thought that he would fall in love with a man one day.

He is still a stubborn, lazy, frivolous and ambiguous man.

This is unbelievable.

Is it because of this face?

When Lu Wei was thinking about this, Xue Han suddenly raised his head, his brows were slightly frowned, and his pair of veiled amber eyes were as cold as winter, like a blade out of its sheath, rushing straight into Lu Wei with a sharp sword aura. In the line of sight, there is another kind of shocking and moving.

That is a fatal attraction beyond the skin.

The momentary throbbing shook the atrium.

Lu Wei was taken aback for a moment before asking, "Have you finished reading?"

Unexpectedly, Xue Han just stared at him for three or four seconds before slowly nodding his head, as if he was just unconsciously lost in thought.

"Is there any paper?" Xue Han asked.

The familiar notebook was handed to him, with a signature pen clipped on it.

Xue Han looked at it for a while before realizing that it was his notebook, so he said with a half-smile, "Officer Lu 'confiscated' a lot of my personal belongings?"

A silver butterfly/knife was handed to him again.

Lu Wei explained slowly: "It's borrowed."

"Well, borrow it if you say so." Xue Han casually took it and put it in his pocket, opened the notebook, flipped to a blank page, and pulled the video progress bar on the phone to the front.

"I'll stroke it again," he said.

"So, the original surveillance video showed that Qin Bo, who was pretending to be a delivery man, put the food in the pantry and then went to the bathroom. During the period, only a cleaner pushed the cleaning cart to the bathroom."

"Then the cleaning staff came out of the bathroom and went to the tool room. There was no sign of Qin Bo going to the tool room on the monitor."

"Following that is Xue Bin entering the tool room."

Lu Wei looked at the timeline of his writing and drawing, and let out a "hmm".

Xue Han suddenly felt that his cochlea was itchy by the low voice, so he squeezed his reddish earlobe, and then continued: "The surveillance video recovered by Mr. Wang is based on this surveillance. Wei Ran and a cat appeared."

He seemed to have remembered something, frowned, and asked, "When Xue Bin was discovered, was the murder weapon on his left hand, and... a cat on his right?"

Lu Wei replied, "That's right, it's a cat, but it's dead."

But it didn't say how the cat died.

Xue Han was silent, recalling the recovered video, the hand that suddenly stretched out from the crack of the door pulled the cat in, thinking that the follow-up would make people very uncomfortable, Lu Wei didn't say anything, so he didn't continue to ask. .

Speaking of which, Xue Bin really likes that cat, even though the name is not very pleasing.

After turning the signature pen in his hand two and a half times, Xue Han drew another timeline.

"After the cat ran out of Wei Ran's office, Wei Ran went to Xue Bin's office. She probably told Xue Bin, 'Mr. Xue, your cat has escaped. Do you want to look for it?'"

In the second half of the sentence, Xue Han was completely casually imitating Wei Ran's tone of voice, quite different.

Lu Wei glanced at him, and said amusedly, "Will that Wei Ran speak so bluntly?"

Xue Han waved his hand disapprovingly: "That's what it means."

"After Xue Bin left the office, Wei Ran used the fire exit to go directly to the tool room where Qin Bo was, and soon returned to his office through the fire exit. This time was between after the cleaning went to the tool room and before the cat .”

"This video was cut into several sections, and it looked as if she had returned directly to her own office after coming out of Xue Bin's office, but the time was a little longer."

Lu Wei clicked somewhere on the timeline, and said in a deep voice, "Qin Bo hid in this cleaning sweeper, and was taken from the bathroom into the tool room."

"Only this can explain why the process of Qin Bo going to the tool room also did not appear in the restored monitoring."

"Hmm." Xue Han closed his eyes thoughtfully, and murmured, "Since Wei Ran deleted the surveillance video of himself appearing, why didn't he delete the cleaner?"

Wei Ran had the opportunity to delete the surveillance video as soon as possible. If he simply deleted it together with the cleaning, then the police would only see the delivery man who looked like Qin Bo entered the bathroom, and no one entered the tool except Xue Bin. between.

Wouldn't this be more confusing?The truth will also be harder to find.

Soon, Xue Han denied his idea.

"If the appearance of cleaning is also deleted, then it will be a big fanfare to tell the police that there is a problem with the surveillance video."

Lu Wei stared deeply at Xue Han, who was thinking for himself, and did not speak.

Xue Han didn't notice Lu Wei's gaze, and continued to turn the signature pen in his hand, thinking to himself without distraction: "If you don't delete the cleaning, you will expose Qin Bo's path."

——This cleaning is a loophole left by Wei Ran intentionally?

At this point in his thoughts, he paused his slender fingers, turned his eyes to Lu Wei with a teasing arc, and said clearly, "So it's true that Officer Lu came to me today because he has something important to do?"

Lu Wei wanted to say of course not, but he lowered his eyes and took the phone to the photo album without saying a word.

A photo of a woman was clicked and handed to Xue Han.

"Do you know this cleaner?"

Looking at the stern and mean face of a woman in her 50s or [-]s in the photo, Xue Han was silent for a long while before throwing away the signature pen in his hand as if surrendering.

He stood up and stretched his waist wearily, his foggy eyes fixed on Lu Wei.

Just when Lu Wei thought that Xue Han was going to sneer at him with the words "Police Officer Lu" in every sentence, Xue Han let out a sigh from his chest, stretched out his hand to lift Lu Wei's chin, bent down and pecked lightly. , looked deeply into Lu Wei's eyes, and said tenderly: "Next time you have something to say, just say it, can I not tell you?"

Lu Wei's eyes darkened, and he said softly, "Aren't you angry?"

"Angry." Xue Han smiled in a low voice, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said frivolously, "Say something nice, and I'll tell you who she is."

The slight uneasiness in Lu Wei's heart suddenly dissipated, and he gently took his hand into his palm: "For example?"

"For example." Xue Han thought for a while, leaned into Lu Wei's ear, and exhaled ambiguously: "Call me, my husband, listen."

Lu Wei: "..."