Hunt down

Liu Gongye spent about an hour with Wang De and Lu Shan in the lounge, and then took them to see his son.

Wang Heng looked at them impatiently and didn't talk to them, as if they were embarrassing himself, telling them to leave quickly.

Wang De and Lu Shan walked out supporting each other, and Liu Gongye asked the police to send them back the same way.

In just over an hour, the two of them seemed to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes, as if they had returned after a year in another time and space behind their backs.

Liu Gongye looked a little tired with his hands behind his back. Fu Li came over with her head down.

"Captain, I'm sorry."

Liu Gongye waved his hand, "You didn't say that he was a murder suspect at the beginning, which is considered the greatest kindness. There is nothing to apologize for. I know that you always hate this kind of unprovoked indulgence, so I don't blame you."

Fu Li looked up at Liu Gongye, she saluted, "Thank you, Captain."

"Okay, you go back to rest, you haven't slept all night, the girl's body can't stand it anymore. And you..." Liu Gongye tilted his head and looked at Chen Yu who was standing behind Fu Li and said, "You also go back to rest Bar."

Zhou Jiming came over at this moment, and Song Nai followed him, and left after wanting to say hello.

"Captain, send me the address of Fan Xiaofang's work. I'll go there now and investigate."

Liu Gongye took out his mobile phone and showed it to Zhou Jiming, "Just here, remember it yourself."

"Captain, you are too cruel, you don't even want to give me an address." Zhou Jiming pretended to be wronged.

"Okay, it's not too embarrassing." Liu Gongye watched him typing with his left hand inconveniently, "Are you okay, I'll find someone to go with you."

Zhou Jiming typed the last word and returned the phone to Liu Gongye, "That's why you underestimated me. Don't you still have to find Feng Zhe's whereabouts? You use more people here. I'll take a taxi and go there quickly and conveniently." Zhou Jiming winked, "Don't forget to reimburse the fare, Captain."

Liu Gongye frowned, and Chen Yu could see some eyebrows. He raised his hand and volunteered, "I'll go with the deputy team! Just be familiar with the investigation!"

"You haven't slept all night, and you dare to drive tired? Don't know that you are breaking the law, go home and sleep!"

Chen Yu shut up and didn't speak again.

"I'll drive Police Officer Zhou." Song Nai, who had been standing quietly beside Zhou Jiming, said.

Zhou Jiming lowered his head slightly and approached Song Nai, "You can't drive a police car."

Song Nai greeted Zhou Jiming, "I drive my own car."

"Is your car still there..."

Song Nai smiled and said, "Who told you I only have one car."

Zhou Jiming responded, "Oh," he nodded and said, "As expected of the 'boss'".

"Mr. Song, you have been tossing around in the early morning, and you haven't had a good rest, have you? This section of the road is going to Ahu District, is it okay?"

"Don't worry, I have rested. Officer Zhou just woke up when he called, and I am very refreshed now."

When Song Nai smiled and spoke, it was hard to refuse. Although his smile was full of alienation and politeness, it was impossible to refuse his proposal.

Liu Gongye finally agreed, and he finally told Zhou Jiming not to make too much noise, the more low-key the better in that kind of place, especially now that he was injured and his right hand was basically on standby.

Zhou Jiming knew it well, before he left, he filled his water glass, and followed Song Nai out in a happy mood.

Li Feiqian stared at Zhou Jiming's back, he hunched his back along the table and touched Li Huiyao, "What's wrong with my idol? Why is he in such a good mood?"

Li Huiyao wrote "How did you see that?" written all over his face.

Li Fei understood, "Let's put it this way, have you ever heard the deputy team humming?"

"No." Li Huiyao shook his head.

"Did you hear the deputy team humming a little tune just now?"

"I'll go," Li Huiyao was speechless, "I'm not as perverted as you. I always pay attention to others. The noise around here is almost as loud as the vegetable market. Who can hear him humming..."

"This is the most basic professional quality of a policeman—observation. We must always be curious and vigilant about things around us in order to obtain favorable information at any time. Did you know that in the case I just saw, the police were Because I took one more look at a homeless man on the side of the road, and found out that he was a murderer based on his walking habits, you said this... what an exciting, exciting case! "

Li Fei danced and danced. Li Huiyao thought he was going to sing while talking, so he took out the earphones that he hadn't used for a long time from the drawer, and put them on his head, blocking the voice that was still chattering.

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Song Nai's car is very clean, and the smell inside is very fresh. It should be cleaned regularly, and there is an air freshener in the car, which makes it smell so good.

Zhou Jiming was leaning on the passenger seat, turning his head to look at Song Nai who was concentrating on driving. He wanted to ask him some questions, but his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was getting weaker and weaker to look at Song Nai. Finally, he chose to give in to his body.

Soon, a light snoring sound came from Song Nai's side.

Song Nai turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car a little bit, took his coat from the back seat while waiting for the red light, and covered Zhou Jiming.

It takes about three hours to drive from Ahu District to the police station. It was already noon when Song Nai and Zhou Jiming arrived in Ahu District, and then they were cheated by the navigation again.

Song Nai's driving skills are very good. There are very few bumps on the road, and even the brakes are activated smoothly, without causing the car to shake too much, so Zhou Jiming fell asleep comfortably all the way, and did not wake up until Song Nai called him.

Song Nai gently tore off the clothes she had covered him before calling him, and put them back in the back seat. At this moment, Zhou Jiming was actually awake, but he still had his eyes closed and did not move at all.

Zhou Jiming heard the rustling noises beside him disappear, and the car was suddenly silent, he couldn't even hear Song Nai's breathing.

Not long after, he heard Song Nai sigh again, as if a little helpless, and then he heard a very low voice, "Officer Zhou."

Zhou Jiming remained motionless.

Song Nai's voice seemed to have moved, and he moved closer, "Officer Zhou, we are here."

Zhou Jiming still stood still.

He thought that Song Nai would get closer to him, but who knew that the heat around him suddenly receded, and then he heard the sound of unlocking the phone.

Song Nai seems to be typing, what is he searching for?

Zhou Jiming suddenly felt something approaching him again, and when he was secretly delighted, the extremely loud volume exploded in his ears instantly without warning.

"What are you doing!" Zhou Jiming covered his ears and leaned back against the car door, staring at Song Nai with a gloomy expression on his face.

Song Nai turned off the music slowly, then unbuckled his seat belt, and said lightly, "Here we are."

"Boss Song, you are going too far for an injured patient like this. Do you still want me to be more disabled!"

Zhou Jiming's thick skin came up again.

Song Nai smiled wryly, "I called before, but Officer Zhou doesn't want to wake up, so I can only find a quick way."

Zhou Jiming found that Song Nai's voice was very low and weak. He thought that he was afraid of suddenly disturbing him, but now that he was awake, why did he still...

Song Nai turned around and was about to open the door to go out. Zhou Jiming saw that his clothes were wet behind his back.

The temperature inside the car is not high, why is he so hot.

Zhou Jiming leaned forward and grabbed Song Nai's arm, "Boss Song." He had just woken up, and his voice was serious and a bit lazy.

Song Nai tilted his head to face Zhou Jiming, "What's the matter?"

The sound is too dull, Zhou Jiming thought.

He stared at Song Nai's profile without hesitation, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and his face was not full of blood.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Zhou Jiming asked, his tone a little unfriendly.

Song Nai smiled reluctantly, "It's okay, I'm sick, just eat something."

"Stomach problem?"

"Ah."

Looking at that half of his face, Zhou Jiming suddenly felt that he was shameless, and he suddenly realized that a long time had passed, because the sun was about to set.

"Wait here for me." Zhou Jiming let go of Song Nai's hand, got out of the car and ran away after leaving this sentence.

Song Nai rubbed his stomach to relieve the unbearable cramping pain. He was a little dizzy, and the twisting sensation in his stomach made him want to vomit. He curled up and leaned on the backrest.

I am really troublesome, I guess Zhou Jiming will not be able to come back after visiting for a while, so let's just sleep and get through it, Song Nai thought so.

But today his body is against him, maybe because he not only didn't eat according to the order, but also drove for more than five hours, which consumed too much energy. He didn't even have the energy to walk out. He felt like he was about to throw up.

He hated being hungry so much, it would make him want to go to the gloomy past, he raised his hand with difficulty, groped and rolled down the car window, trying to get some air.

The hot air from outside the window "hummed" in, Song Nai frowned, and he felt sweat dripping down his back.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps from far to near, and then the door was pulled open forcefully, and a burst of fragrance rushed over.

Song Nai opened his eyes, watching Zhou Jiming sweating profusely and carrying a takeaway box into the car. The sweat on his cheeks slid down his angular sideburns, some slipped under his collar along his neckline, and some It dripped down at the corner of the mandible.

He didn't even have time to wipe off his sweat...

"Can you sit up?" Zhou Jiming hooked the lid of the takeaway box with his weak little finger, and held the box with his left hand, competing with them, while glanced at Song Nai from time to time.

Song Nai supported the backrest and moved up, he didn't have the strength to speak, just laughed.

The lid of the takeaway box was finally opened, and it was vegetable porridge, with a light taste.

Zhou Jiming put the spoon into the takeaway box and handed it to Song Nai.

"It's because I didn't think carefully."

Song Nai shook his head, he sat upright, trying to hold the big portion of porridge.

Zhou Jiming raised his hand, staggering Song Nai's extended palm, "Just eat it, I'll hold it."