Hunt down

"Xiao Nai... Xiao Nai... Xiao Nai!"

Song Nai vaguely heard an unfamiliar voice calling himself, a name he had never heard before, this person was very close to him, but the voice was not familiar.

who is it......

Song Nai slowly opened his eyes, and saw a face with kind eyebrows and a kind smile looking at him in front of him, "Are you awake?"

This person is... I seem to have seen... when did you come... ah... was it last night... last night?last night!

Song Nai immediately sat up quickly, blinked his eyes vigorously, so that his consciousness was no longer so blurred, "A...Auntie..."

"Hey, morning, I also don't want to call you now, but before Ji Ming left, he said that you are not hungry, so I just want to say that breakfast is ready and I will ask you to get up and eat, and you will go to bed after eating."

"Thank you, auntie... I won't sleep when I wake up..."

Feng Jie really thought Song Nai was pleasing to the eye, well-behaved and clean, so different from his rough son.

"Police Zhou...Ji...Ji Ming is gone?" Song Nai lifted the quilt and got off the bed and put on the shoes quickly. The movement was too big, and she accidentally pulled the wound, causing her back to swell instantly. A little cold sweat.

"Well, he left just after dawn. His dad was doing morning exercises in the yard and said that there was a new discovery in the case." Feng Jie said while tidying up Zhou Jiming's pajamas on the sofa.

Song Nai rubbed her hair, and when she watched Feng Jie tidy up the sofa, she suddenly thought, didn't she sleep on the sofa yesterday... Zhou Jiming must have put her on the bed, and she slept so hard that she didn't even feel it arrive......

There was a strange feeling in his heart, like a feather brushing against his heart with the wind, itching.

"By the way, Xiao Nai, Ji Ming has prepared a new toothbrush for you and put it in the bathroom. Come eat after you wash up."

Feng Jie hugged Zhou Jiming's pajamas and walked towards the door, muttering, "I don't know how long it will take for this guy to come back this time."

It was only after the room became quiet that he realized that Zhou Jiming's room was well lit, and the morning sun slanted in from his window, covering his bed.The sofa is dark brown, and the table in front of the sofa is also dark brown. The color of the sun shining on it is very beautiful. He feels that the whole room is now filled with sunlight and warm.

Zhou Jiming left early in the morning, and he didn't wake himself up.

Song Nai turned on the phone and checked, but there was no text message.

He didn't tell himself anything, but arranged everything...

Song Nai smiled wryly, he made the bed, turned and went to the bathroom.

When Song Nai wanted to change his clothes, he found that the clothes he wore yesterday were all gone. He wanted to call Zhou Jiming to ask where he kept his clothes, did he throw them away, or... washed them?

"Xiao Nai, the porridge is getting cold, come and have breakfast!" Feng Jie cheerfully called out from the main room.

"Come... come!"

He always felt that wearing Zhou Jiming's clothes and eating at the same table as his parents was weird. This feeling was very, very strong, and it made him want to run away.

"Come on, sit next to me!" Seeing Song Nai walking to the door with some awkwardness, Feng Jie warmly greeted him to sit down, served him a bowl of porridge with vegetables and lean meat, and handed the chopsticks and spoons to Song Nai, " Ji Ming said, you are injured, you can’t eat too greasy food, so I made some porridge, and went out in the morning to buy some steamed buns, time is too hasty, the vegetable market is not open yet, Xiao Nai don’t be disgusted, eat whatever you want, I I'll cook you a hearty meal at noon."

Song Nai clapped his hands, "Ah...thank you, auntie, I...I'm going to leave later, don't bother me, I'm already very grateful to have the breakfast you cooked yourself."

"Don't, I'll go to the vegetable market to buy a chicken later..."

"I said you old woman, young people have a lot of work to do, why do you leave people here! It's really..." Zhou Fu interrupted Feng Jie, and took a bite of fried dough sticks.

"You old man, how can you talk in front of children!"

"Okay, old lady, if you like him, then let Ji Ming bring him over to play again, right, Brother Song?"

"Yes, Auntie, I will...will bother you again in the future."

"Hey, don't bother me, just keep coming, just keep coming, let me tell you..." Feng Jie hadn't finished speaking when her phone rang, and she glanced at the call notification, "Look, I must have asked if you got up."

"Hey, son! Get up, eat, eat, er, I know, oh clothes, oh, it's all right, don't worry!"

Song Nai drank the porridge little by little, and could not help but listen to what the person on the phone was talking about.

"The explanation is over? Then let me ask you, when will you come back next time? Are you free? When will you be free? All right, all right, don't be coquettish and useless, the 8th of next month, remember what date Right? Remember to come back for dinner."

Song Nai didn't know what day the 8th of the next month would be. He saw Zhou Fu pat Feng Jie on the shoulder with a cattail fan.

"Why are you hitting me?" Feng Jie rolled her eyes at Zhou Fu, and then said to the person on the phone, "Your father doesn't say anything, but he is looking forward to your return, don't forget! Okay, okay, Go ahead, um, I got it! Bye!"

Feng Jie hung up the phone, and he stared at Zhou Fu, "You just pretend that you don't want your son to come back, but I see you walking to the alley every day when you have nothing to do, I don't know what you're thinking."

Zhou Fu took a sip of porridge, "You are the only one who talks a lot."

"Look at your uncle, you don't say anything outright, you just think about it every day, trying to save face." Feng Jie put a bun in Song Nai's bowl as she spoke, "Ji Ming values ​​you very much. Most of them are explaining your business."

"Wh...what's the matter?" Song Nai took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, but didn't dare to look up, he found that Zhou Fu was staring at him very sharply.

"Ask you if you got up, have you eaten, and said that there was blood on the clothes you were wearing yesterday, which is unlucky, so I threw it away for you, and let you go in his clothes."

"Huh!" Zhou Fu didn't know which tendon was wrong, and after snorting, he drank the last mouthful of porridge and went out the door shaking his cattail fan.

Song Nai had the unswallowed bun in his mouth, and he didn't know how to react for a long time.

Feng Jie patted him on the back, "It's okay, the old man is jealous of Ji Ming's love for you, Ji Ming was raised rough since he was a child, he might not even want to be so considerate to himself, let alone his father. "

Song Nai felt that he really shouldn't have slept here all night last night, let alone slept so soundly. All these things this morning made him feel that he was not a human being anywhere, Song Nai wanted to leave here quickly.

----

Feng Jie went to the kitchen after taking a few mouthfuls of food. When she came out again, she had an extra insulated lunch box in her hand. She put the lunch box beside Song Nai, "Ji Ming said, you have a bad stomach, and you can't eat too much for a meal." Too much, and you have to eat, let me prepare something for you to eat on the road, warm, that's all I thought of."

Song Nai quietly looked at the insulated lunch box with an old trademark, not knowing what to say.

"There is nothing left in the refrigerator. I made you a soup with the last bit of spare ribs. It is not nutritious, but it is definitely suitable for lunch. You can take it on the road and eat it. Isn't it a few hours before you go back to Lizhong District?"

"thanks......"

I don't know if there is still food in his mouth, or because of some reason, Song Nai's "thank you" seems to be mixed with salt and astringent.

After dinner, Feng Jie sent Song Nai to the entrance of the alley, told him to pay more attention to his health, and then turned around and went back.

Song Nai was carrying the heavy lunch box, pressing down on his heart.

Song Nai was still wearing the home clothes that Zhou Jiming gave him last night. After walking a few meters with his head down, he saw a familiar car parked not far from the entrance of the alley.

No way......

Song Nai looked at the license plate... sure it was his car...

Zhou Jiming took the car keys from his pocket.

The door on the side of the driver's seat opened, and an unknown middle-aged woman in a black formal suit came down inside. She nodded to Song Nai, "Mr. Song Nai, right?"

Song Nai walked over wondering, the lady took out her phone and swiped it a few times, then turned the phone over, facing Song Nai with the screen, "It's this one, right?"

Song Nai took a closer look at the phone, and suddenly felt hot behind his ears. It should have been taken when Zhou Jiming left in the early morning, and it was when he was lying on Zhou Jiming's bed and sleeping.

Song Nai hid her embarrassment and coughed, "Yes."

"Well, it's like this." The lady put away her mobile phone and put it in her pocket, then looked at Song Nai, "I am the driver called by Mr. Zhou Jiming, and I will drive your car to take you back to Lizhong District. Don't bother you, Mr. Zhou said let me wait here until you come out."

Song Nai nodded, took a lunch box and sat in the back seat, the car started slowly, he saw streets, buildings, and birds flying back to the trees outside the car window, he looked at the road There are people who are in a hurry, it's only after 8 o'clock...

How much has he done this morning?

Song Nai felt that the lunch box in his hand was getting heavier, and he cursed in his heart, Zhou Jiming, you bastard!

----

Zhou Jiming left in the morning after receiving a call from Liu Gongye. Seeing that he had not returned to the police station, Liu Gongye asked him where he was and how the investigation was going. Zhou Jiming told the truth.

Liu Gongye said that according to the fact that Feng Zhe regularly remits a fixed amount to an account every month, he went to the bank to find out the information of the head of the household. After contacting him, he found that this person was Feng Zhe's landlord. According to the landlord's instructions, he found Feng Zhe's residence. But he didn't see Feng Zhe himself.

Later, Liu Gongye found someone to call out the apartment monitoring, and found that the last time Feng Zhe appeared in the apartment was in early June. Another person who frequented Feng Zhe's residence - Fan Xiaofang.

So Fan Xiaofang should have been with Feng Zhe the whole time since the night when the proprietress of the Mala Tang shop saw her for the last time.

Fan Xiaofang is here, where did Feng Zhe go?

Liu Gongye also said that when Fu Li searched Wang Heng's home, he found a lot of video tapes, many of which were violent and bloody. His walls were covered with pictures of serial murderers in different ages from all over the world. Fu Li said that those should be He is the object of his admiration, and he aspires to become world-famous like those people.

There is also a new situation in Zhao Munian's side. Scratch marks were found on the wall of the back alley before. The DNA test found the scalp tissue of the deceased Fan Xiaofang, which proved that they had a fight there. First press the person against the wall to control her mobility, and then use the knife.

Fu Li thought of a new countermeasure, so Liu Gongye asked Zhou Jiming to return to the team to discuss together.

Before he left, he didn't wake up Song Nai, but pulled the quilt on him, explained everything he could think of, and left.