Hunt down

Song Nai was driving in front, and Zhou Jiming followed behind.

At this time, there were fewer cars and people on the road, and Zhou Jiming began to feel sleepy.He hadn't closed his eyes for almost two days and two nights, and he had used all his attention and thoughts on traveling and thinking about everything.Now that Song Nai was fine, he felt relieved, and there was no sound around him, all the tiredness accumulated in his body suddenly surged up.

Zhou Jiming's eyelids were fighting crazily.

Song Nai saw Zhou Jiming's car veer from time to time through the rearview mirror, and then turned back quickly.He thought that Zhou Jiming had made a mistake and was doing something wrong, so he simply ignored it.

Not long after the journey, when driving to a roadside parking lot, Zhou Jiming suddenly overtook and slammed on the brakes in front of Song Nai, blocking Song Nai's way.

Song Nai watched him get out of the car, went to the window and knocked, Song Nai rolled down the window and looked up at him.

"Mr. Song, do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

"My hands suddenly cramp, and sometimes I can't control the steering wheel for fear of accidents."

Song Nai glanced at the police car, "So?"

"I want to trouble Mr. Song to help drive a car. I will drive your car back tomorrow for you."

Song Nai looked down at Zhou Jiming's hand, said nothing, parked his car in the roadside parking lot, and got into Zhou Jiming's police car.

Zhou Jiming was very grateful to him and turned on the ventilation in the car, but the noise was too loud, Song Nai raised his hand to turn it off.

"Thank you." Zhou Jiming sat in the co-pilot and looked at Song Nai's expressionless profile and said, "I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"No need." Song Nai shifted the gear and started the car, "You came so far to find me, I should pay you back this favor."

Zhou Jiming smiled and said nothing.

Along the way, apart from the wind blowing through the car window, the cicadas outside, and the occasional horn of a passing car, there was no other sound.

Song Nai found it strange that a person who should have talked a lot hadn't said a single word along the way.While waiting for the red light, he pretended to look at the car on the right and glanced at Zhou Jiming.He tilted his head to one side, breathed evenly, and could hear a shallow grunt when he listened carefully.

Song Nai smiled.

No wonder Zhou Jiming turned around in his car before... He was usually so thick-skinned, so why is he saving face now?

Thinking of it this way, Song Nai suddenly realized that Zhou Jiming should be the same as himself, having not closed his eyes for two nights.He was even more tired, and he had to run around during the day, and he did not miss any of the strenuous things.

The green light came on, and Song Nai drove through the last street. He drove much slower than before, and it took him a little longer to get back to the hotel.

Seeing that Song Nai was fine, Zhou Jiming called the little police officer who was watching at the hotel and asked him to talk to the anxious staff in the hotel so that everyone would not be in a hurry.So at the moment everyone in the hotel went to rest and left the light for Song Nai, they knew Song Nai didn't like big fights.

On the last street alone, Song Nai encountered two patrolling police cars. Due to the new discovery, the number of people patrolling around here has also increased.

Song Nai parked the car in front of the hotel, thinking whether to wake Zhou Jiming up.

Song Nai was a little embarrassed, he didn't want to go, and it didn't matter if he didn't go. Just when he was struggling, Zhou Jiming tilted his head to the other side and changed his posture, "Are you here?"

"woke up?"

"Well, I feel shallow."

"Then I'll go first, Officer Zhou rests more."

"Well, go, remember to save my mobile phone number, call me if you need something." Zhou Jiming just woke up, his voice was a little lazy.

"Understood, thank you Police Officer Zhou." After finishing speaking, Song Nai turned to open the door.

"Good night."

Song Nai paused, and he seemed to have used a lot of strength before replying, "Good night."

Hearing that the car door was closed, Zhou Jiming turned his face and squinted at Song Nai's back. Unexpectedly, Song Nai walked a few steps and then suddenly turned around and came back. Zhou Jiming quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Officer Zhou." Song Nai bent down and looked at Zhou Jiming.

"Ok?"

"The hotel is full of empty rooms. If you don't mind, you can go and choose a room to rest and charge it to my account."

Zhou Jiming stretched his waist, leaned sideways on the driver's seat and looked at Song Nai, "Thank you, Boss Song, but if I sleep on your good bed here, I probably won't be able to get up." After speaking, he lowered his head and glanced at his surroundings , "It's pretty good here."

Song Nai looked at Zhou Jiming, didn't want to say anything, nodded, turned and went into the hotel.

Zhou Jiming picked up his own cup and took a sip of water, "You brat, you have a good heart."

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There was no human voice in the hotel, only the sound of some electrical appliances running, and the wall clock in the lobby "tacking" and it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

Song Nai was a little hungry, he wanted to find some food in the refrigerator in the kitchen.I don't know why, since the homicide, Song Nai seldom enters the kitchen alone, and rarely enters during the day. He always feels that this place is like the gate to hell, and he will have a little feeling for it from the bottom of his heart. conflict.

At this moment, everyone in the hotel had a rest, and there was silence outside, the refrigerator in the kitchen was beeping every now and then, Song Nai wanted to grab the food and leave.

The moment he opened the refrigerator door, he heard something, like something falling to the ground, as if he was deliberately controlling his strength.Song Nai didn't move the refrigerator door again, he held his breath to listen to where the sound came from.

"Shusha." The sound of clothes rubbing against each other, similar to breathable sportswear, Song Nai turned to open the door leading to the back alley from the kitchen.

The voice came from the back alley.

Song Nai gently closed the refrigerator door, and moved towards the back alley lightly. He couldn't disturb him, and couldn't leave him too much time.If he went out to call Zhou Jiming at this time, it is very likely that this person ran away after finding out; but if he went out to confront him now, in case he didn't pay attention...

Song Nai took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and casually picked up a broom beside him. He couldn't hold a knife, and he knew that holding a knife in his own hand was equivalent to holding it in the opponent's hand.

The phone dialed, but heard the shutdown prompt.

Zhou Jiming's mobile phone has been on standby for a day and a night. When he called Song Nai, it was only 5.00% left, and the rest was used up on the way back.

Song Nai sighed, put the phone in the kitchen, and began to gently turn the lock of the back door of the kitchen.

This is usually an extremely simple movement, but now Song Nai finds it difficult and long, and even the sound of the final lock making him feel noisy.

He raised his hand to turn off the light, then leaned against the wall, opened the door wide from the other side, and looked at one side first to see if there was anyone.

Song Nai looked at the other side, there was nothing under the dim street lights, only the little flying insects frantically fluttering around the lights.Song Nai caught a glimpse of the trace of Fan Xiaofang's fall, he grabbed the broom handle, turned around and pressed against the open door, looking at the other side.

There is still nothing, an empty alley, one side is black with no end in sight, and the other side is a dead end with no exit.Song Nai's breathing became heavier at some point.

Song Nai raised his hand and turned on the kitchen light, heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't put down the broom, he raised his legs out the back door, and went to the back alley.

Song Nai looked up at the hotel and found that the lights in the staff dormitory were still on, which made him a little more relaxed. He looked around the alley and found no one.

Did I hear it wrong?

Song Nai walked to the entrance of the alley, glanced at the hotel gate, and saw that Zhou Jiming's police car was still parked there.Song Nai touched the sweat on his head, he felt that he must have not slept well, had auditory hallucinations, and was suspicious.Song Nai smiled helplessly, and walked back with the broom.

"Slap!" Something was suddenly thrown on the wall.

Song Nai raised his head abruptly, the kitchen lights were turned off instantly, and the street lights in the innermost alley were also turned off, leaving only a street lamp that was about to break down beside Song Nai crumbling.

The dim light shone on Song Nai's body, and also on a shoe that came out of the darkness opposite.

That person was wearing a black peaked cap and a mask, and his whole body was black. He was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult for people to distinguish.If it wasn't for the street lamp shaking his shoes, Song Nai probably wouldn't be able to see them in the dim light exchange, and couldn't find them.

The man started to move and walked towards Song Nai, playing with a Swiss Army knife in his hand, Song Nai couldn't see his appearance or expression clearly.

"You want to kill me?" Song Nai uttered a word out of the dead silence.

The man stopped, then he seemed to laugh, and suddenly reached out to grab Song Nai's neck.Song Nai picked up the broom and hit the man's peaked cap. The man quickly retreated to avoid Song Nai's attack, and then he went up to him and punched Song Nai with his right hand.

This punch was too powerful, Song Nai was a little dizzy, and before he could react, the man rushed forward and punched Song Nai hard in the stomach, then pinched Song Nai's wrist and let him loose the broom in his hand .

Song Nai was in pain, he raised his head and mocked, "You just dare to come out at night in black, you poor fellow who can't see the light."

The man was about the same height as Zhou Jiming, and a head taller than Song Nai. He grabbed Song Nai's skirt, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall, and gradually put his hands on Song Nai's neck, making him unable to make a sound.

Song Nai smiled and opened his mouth, "Did you kill that girl in the same way before?"

That man, Song Nai had already scratched bloodstains on the back of his hand, but this man felt no pain like a machine, and his strength did not decrease at all.

Song Nai's feet had already left the ground, and he was desperately looking for a place to borrow his strength.At a distance from the base of the wall, Song Nai finally found a foothold that he could borrow his strength from. He stepped on the back of his feet and walked slowly towards the wall. Pushed out.After that, Song Nai grabbed one of the man's wrists with both hands, and turned it in the opposite direction. However, the other hand of the man pinching Song Nai's neck was stronger, and he pressed Song Nai against the wall again. Song Nai even heard the other party's excitement. gasp.

That sound reminded him of the excitement of a carnivore killing its prey.

Song Nai's body gradually lost strength, he raised his hand to reach the man's mask, trying to see his appearance clearly.In a daze, he saw the man free one hand and raised the Swiss army knife. The knife flashed into Song Nai's eyes under the shaking street lamp.

Song Nai had tinnitus, he suddenly couldn't hear any sound around him, he just felt someone cursed a word, after that he was like a fish thrown into the water suddenly, he could breathe freely suddenly.

When Song Nai woke up, he saw someone with his back facing him, guarding in front of him, facing that person.

"It's okay, Mr. Song."

It's Zhou Jiming.

Song Nai rubbed his neck, calmed down, and said with difficulty, "It's okay."

"Take it." Zhou Jiming finished speaking and threw a plastic bag to Song Nai, "Go in."

Song Nai looked down at the plastic bag, it was the medicine bought at that time... it fell on Zhou Jiming's car...

"Close the door." Zhou Jiming saw that Song Nai hadn't moved, so he said, "Go and call the people in the team, they are nearby." After speaking, Zhou Jiming focused on the unknown person.

"I advise you to surrender, you may still have a few years to live." Zhou Jiming said.

The man didn't speak to Zhou Jiming, and rushed over with a knife. Zhou Jiming turned around and pushed Song Nai into the kitchen, closing the door behind him.