[Full-time master] mottled

"Zhou Zekai! How can you wake up?!"

Accompanied by the woman's yell, a gentle slap fell on Zhou Zekai's shoulder through the thin quilt, which made Zhou Zekai shiver viciously.Out of the fighting instinct accumulated over the years, Zhou Zekai rolled over and got off the bed at the same time when he opened his eyes, looking around with tense nerves, with an extremely alert expression.

But the more Zhou Zekai looked around, the more strange he felt: He had already been taken into the police car before he passed out, how could he be neither in the interrogation room nor in the ward when he opened his eyes, but in such an inexplicable place?

This is a simple single bedroom, the light blue wallpaper has turned slightly gray, and the sunlight fell on the log-colored composite wood floor, reflecting a few clear scratches.

In a room of only ten square meters, there is almost no room left after stuffing beds, wardrobes, desks and bookcases, but two pots of green radishes and various small ornaments were stuffed into the corner of the bookcase, making the room look strange. As for being so dead.On the desk are several exercise books that have been rolled out and a thick stack of test papers. The black backpack is hung obliquely on the back of the chair, and the zipper is wide open to reveal the textbooks inside.And there was a wooden photo frame next to the desk lamp on the table, which could be vaguely seen to be a family portrait, but because of the reflection, Zhou Zekai couldn't see the faces of the people in the photo clearly.

No matter how Zhou Zekai looked at it, this was just an ordinary student's room, and there was nothing suspicious about it.

Just when he was stunned, the woman who was taken aback by Zhou Zekai's too cool way of getting out of bed yelled again: "Oh, you're going to die. How many times have I told you not to do somersaults in the room. Who is not good at imitating your father, do you want to scare your mother to death?"

After hearing this, Zhou Zekai was really dumbfounded. He stood there dumbfounded, sizing up the woman in front of him in disbelief: a middle-aged woman is well maintained, if the fine lines around her eyes and the bruises on her temples are ignored, With a few strands of white hair, this face was exactly the same as his mother, who was almost blurred in his memory.Although the woman was disgusted with Zhou Zekai just now, she always looked at him with a gentle smile in her eyes, just like all mothers.

"Who are you?" Zhou Zekai tensed his nerves, not daring to relax at all: he clearly remembered that his mother had jumped off the building and died when he was nine years old, but now he was standing in front of him completely bearded, Naturally frank as if never left.

This is so wrong.

"Little Chi, why didn't Mom recognize him when I woke up?" The woman flexed her knuckles angrily and amusedly, and tapped Zhou Zekai's forehead lightly.

Zhou Zekai shrank back reflexively, but for some reason he didn't dodge it, and the pain from his forehead told Zhou Zekai that he didn't seem to be in a dream, this woman who resembled his mother was real.Realizing this, Zhou Zekai looked at the woman in disbelief. He opened his mouth empty, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

——Zhou Zekai's thoughts were in a mess, and he couldn't figure out what was going on right now.

"Kaikai? What's the matter? Are you sleepy?" The woman frowned when she saw that Zhou Zekai was in a daze and didn't respond for a long time, and asked with concern, "Is there something wrong?"

"...Mom?" Zhou Zekai looked at the woman, held back for a long time, and finally managed to choke out such a word.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Seeing that Zhou Zekai's expression became more and more wrong, the woman really became a little anxious, and stretched out her hand to touch his forehead: "Is there really something uncomfortable?"

The moment that hand covered him, Zhou Zekai was completely confused: Although he suspected that he was in a dream, the hands on his forehead felt soft and warm to the touch, even the feeling of the calluses on his fingertips rubbing against his skin was so real.The caring words of the woman in the ear are also so gentle and touching.

Comparing the two, the world that Zhou Zekai knew about his mother's departure suddenly became unreal.

"I'm fine." Shaking his head, Zhou Zekai pulled the woman's hand from his forehead and held it in her hand.Her hand was really warm, like the hand of...

Zhou Zekai suddenly felt a burning pain in his throat, his mouth was dry and smoky, as if it was going to burn in the next second.So he let go of the woman's hand, rushed straight into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, and poured it down his throat desperately, until Zhou Zekai felt that his thirst had been relieved after he drank two large glasses of water.

"Kaikai, are you really alright?" The woman following him stood at the kitchen door, frowning and asking.

"It's okay." Zhou Zekai put the water glass back to its original position, "I, I just seem to have slept too much."

The woman looked at him angrily and amusedly, and said: "You are overly relaxed after the college entrance examination. If I hadn't come back, I think you can sleep until dinner."

college entrance examination?Zhou Zekai, who hadn't fully accepted that his mother hadn't died, was stunned again. He was already 25 years old. What kind of college entrance examination did he take?

"I..." Zhou Zekai opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

His memory was completely muddled, and the images that flashed through his mind for a while were him tearing up with invisible monsters in an empty room, and for a while he was sitting at the desk and scratching his head at the physics test paper; The physics test paper turned into a grinning monster again, roaring and destroying everything. He held the gun and struggled bloody at the junction of light and darkness, but in the next second, those strange monsters turned into smiling faces again. Classmates, they dragged him to laugh and play in the corridor after class, burning youth happily...

These two completely different memories occupy Zhou Zekai's memories alternately, and he can't tell which one is the dream at all.But every time Zhou Zekai wanted to carefully recall those weird experiences that seemed to only exist in online novels or games, that memory would become more and more blurred, and in the end, even Zhou Zekai himself began to doubt the authenticity of this memory .

——After all, no matter the environment he was in, the current reality, or the memory full of exams and homework, he was clearly told that he, Zhou Zekai, was just a high school student who just finished the college entrance examination and was at home on vacation, not What a lonely hero who shoulders the battle between justice and evil.

——Perhaps Zhou Zekai really had a long and real dream, and now that he wakes up from the dream, it's time for him to return to real life.

"Kaikai?" The woman tugged at Zhou Zekai's clothes carefully, her frowning brows were full of worries and concerns.

"I'm fine." Zhou Zekai smiled at the woman after regaining his senses, "It's just that I slept too much, and I'm still a little dazed."

"You." Seeing Zhou Zekai's smiling face, the woman didn't seem to be in any serious trouble, and immediately laughed lightly, "Although you can relax after the exam, you can't relax too much..."

The woman babbled a lot afterward, but Zhou Zekai didn't find it annoying. Instead, he felt a strange feeling of wanting to cry: in that grotesque and long dream, the premature death of his parents brought his childhood to an early end.When other children were still acting like a baby in the arms of their parents, he had already picked up the gun and stood in the training ground, suffering afternoon after afternoon.

"...Oh, I'm taking care of you." Halfway through the woman's speech, she looked down at her watch as if she suddenly remembered something, "Cenna, it's going to be too late."

"Ah?" Zhou Zekai looked at the woman rushing into the bedroom rather strangely. Two minutes later, a woman who had changed clothes came out of the bedroom: "Kaikai, mom is running late for class in the afternoon, so I don't have time to make lunch for you. Aunt Dong invited mom to dinner tonight, and your dad is going to the headquarters today I'm going to have a meeting, and I'll probably be back very late." The woman said, taking out two hundred-yuan bills from her wallet and stuffing them into Zhou Zekai's hands, "You can go out and eat something by yourself later."

"Be careful when you go out to play golf with Xiaoliang and the others in the afternoon, and don't go home too late." Even though they were all standing outside the door, the woman was still babbling: "When you go out, take the dog out for a walk, you know cut?"

Zhou Zekai frowned suspiciously while answering all of them: Dog?When did you have a dog at home?

He thought so, but just as he closed the door, he turned around and saw the black wolfhound squatting obediently on the balcony, and this big black dog was staring at him with those golden pupils.Zhou Zekai and the black wolf dog stared at each other silently for a few seconds, then he looked away, turned and went into the bathroom, but he was silently muttering in his heart: Why does the family have such a dog?This big black dog didn't look like a dog at all, but more like a wolf.

Even though he found it strange, Zhou Zekai took this majestic black wolfhound with him when he went out.Although the black dog looked fierce, it was actually very obedient. On the way to the park, it neither dragged Zhou Zekai around, nor barked at the passing little bitches.When Zhou Zekai was playing, it squatted quietly on the sidelines, as well-behaved as if it were just a large plush toy, which made Zhou Zekai very worry-free.Gradually, he stopped being distracted to see if the black dog was still on the sidelines, and instead focused on the game with his companions.

Zhou Zekai felt good today, with every accurate three-pointer, the score was getting bigger and bigger, until the opponent lost his temper, and also caused the girls watching the game outside the court to scream after another.

The time for having fun always passed quickly, and soon it was time to go back to each house and find each other's mothers.Zhou Zekai was sitting on a bench by the court, pouring mineral water with his neck raised, and waving his hands as a farewell to his companion.The kid who had been robbed of rebounds by him many times today still punched Zhou Zekai on the shoulder angrily when he passed by Zhou Zekai. Zhou Zekai grinned and returned it with his backhand.

——he felt more and more that this world was real.

This is what life should be like, calm and stable, warm and happy, without blood and blood, and without conspiracy.Zhou Zekai doesn't need to worry about monsters suddenly coming out to do evil, and he doesn't need to worry about how to keep the people around him safe. He is just an ordinary person now, and it is enough to enjoy his vacation.

Just when Zhou Zekai was packing up and was about to find a restaurant for dinner, he realized that the black dog who had been on the sidelines had disappeared!

Zhou Zekai panicked for a second, then calmed down, stuffed his coat and water bottle into his bag, and rushed out of the basketball court to look for the dog.

The black dog simply didn't run very far, and Zhou Zekai found it on the lawn about 100 meters away from the basketball court.The moment he saw the black dog, Zhou Zekai's hanging heart was relieved, but he couldn't help but want to rush up and beat it up: I thought you were caught in a hot pot by some criminals, but you just ran away Come out to play with other dogs? !

The one who had a great time chasing each other's tails with the black dog was a medium-sized snow-white dog, only half the size of the black dog.Zhou Zekai looked like a silver fox dog, but like a black dog, it looked extremely like a wolf.Especially those pair of blue eyes, revealing the wildness of a wolf.

Just when Zhou Zekai was looking at the white dog, for some reason, the white dog pricked up its ears, and suddenly jumped and ran away. As a result, the unsatisfactory black dog of Zhou Zekai's family didn't even look at its owner, just wagging its tail and followed Run behind the white dog.

Zhou Zekai had no choice but to follow the two dogs.

Fortunately, the two dogs did not run too far, but stopped after four or fifty meters.Zhou Zekai, who was following the two dogs, saw the boy who was about the same age as him. He was sitting on the bench, stroking the white dog's head with one hand, and scratching the black dog's chin with the other, while smiling.The black and white dogs were obviously very fond of the boy's petting, and they scrambled to grab the boy's knee with their front paws. Zhou Zekai's black dog even wanted to rub his cheek with the tip of its nose, let alone the fur behind it. How happy the fluffy tail is wagging.

Zhou Zekai couldn't help scolding this black dog who "eats inside out" in his heart: Why is it more enthusiastic when it sees a stranger than when it sees its own master?

The young man who was very happy stroking the dog obviously saw Zhou Zekai standing aside with a complicated expression. He pushed the two dogs aside and let them play by themselves. Finally, he smiled at Zhou Zekai and showed his small white teeth. He said: "You came."

"We know each other?" Zhou Zekai asked rather strangely.

The boy in a light blue coat looked at him and just smiled: "You chased the black dog, isn't it its owner?"

"...I am." Zhou Zekai said, "I'll take it home."

"It's still early, let them play for a while." The boy softened his tone, even with a hint of pleading, "It's rare that my dog ​​is so happy."

Zhou Zekai wanted to refuse at first, but the sky was indeed still bright, and he seemed very happy to see the black dog having fun not far away, so he probably didn't want to go home, so he followed the boy's wishes and didn't say anything.

So, the two dogs continued to play the game of catching each other's tails on the lawn, while the two dog owners sat at both ends of the bench, speechless for a while, a little embarrassed.

Just when Zhou Zekai was thinking about whether he should say something to brighten the atmosphere, the boy sitting on the other side spoke first: "You really like this kind of life."

Zhou Zekai couldn't help being stunned by such an inexplicable question: "...what?"

"Calm, peaceful, every time I come here, it's always like this." The young man didn't look at Zhou Zekai, he just focused on looking up at the blue sky that wasn't stained by a single cloud, "Actually, I like this kind of life too."

Zhou Zekai couldn't hold back, frowning and glanced at the young man who was still talking to himself.

"It's really beautiful here. It's what we both dreamed of. You don't have to run around, let alone fight with your life. Your parents are still here... and you don't need me." The last sentence of the young man was almost moaning. , Zhou Zekai didn't hear it, but when he heard him mention his parents, his heart suddenly beat wildly.

For some reason, Zhou Zekai suddenly wanted to run away from the boy.It's just that his legs seemed to have lost consciousness for no reason, and he couldn't stand up anyway.

"If you really want to forget those unpleasant things and stay and start a new life, I won't stop you. After all, this is your choice." The young man seemed to be suppressing something. After he finished speaking, he trembled Exhaling slowly, he continued, "I just want to ask you, do you really want to give up on yourself as a sentinel?"

"What are you talking about? What whistle—" Zhou Zekai's rhetorical question came to an abrupt end, because strange images suddenly flashed in his mind.There was fire, there was blood, there were countless monster wrecks.There is himself, there is him, and there is the majestic giant wolf.

--what are these?

Zhou Zekai, who was suffering from a splitting headache, suddenly recalled those strange memories of being entangled with his parents' family affairs before, which he later regarded as dreams.He remembered that he was an existence beyond ordinary people, a person with special abilities who shouldered heavy responsibilities, the world he lived in was full of grotesque creatures and dangers that ordinary people could not detect, and he was an unsung hero who maintained the balance of the world of yin and yang.

But the singing of birds next to his ears told Zhou Zekai that his world could not be any more ordinary. There are no monsters, monsters, ghosts and ghosts. Apart from daily necessities, there are only trivial things. Superman.

Zhou Zekai, who was holding his head, almost collapsed: These two very different memories, which one is a false dream?

The gentle and gentle boy like jade sat quietly aside, he didn't speak anymore, just let Zhou Zekai struggle painfully by himself.

——As the last insurance to prevent Zhou Zekai from completely losing control, there are actually not many things he can do.

The two sat on the bench silently, and the two dogs who had been playing around came back at some point, and squatted obediently in front of them side by side.After a long time, Zhou Zekai who buried his head in his palm suddenly said, "...I'm sorry."

"It's okay." The young man smiled, not seeing joy or sorrow, "No matter which side you choose, I will not stop you."

"I'm sorry." Zhou Zekai said softly, his voice trembling imperceptibly: "I almost forgot about you again."

"It's okay." The young man stood up, but he still didn't look at Zhou Zekai. The white silver fox dog also stood up and walked quietly to the feet of its master, "You should wake up."

"I should wake up too."

The sound of Zhou Zekai waking up startled the little nurse next to him.

——She really jumped back half a step, almost knocking over the medical tray containing the medicines and syringes in her hand.

The glass and the metal collided with each other, and then stopped. The nurse, who had managed to stabilize the tray, backed up to the bed curtain with small steps. She stared at Zhou Zekai nervously. Pulling open the bed curtain with his right hand, he quickly squeezed sideways through the gap.

Zhou Zekai, who was lying on the bed, rolled his eyes. He knew that he should be lying in the emergency room of a certain hospital. The little nurse who had just escaped might have injected him with tranquilizers. Zhou Zekai, who was under forced sedation, was temporarily freed from For those anxious emotions, the mental state has stabilized a lot, and the whole person's emotions have also calmed down a lot.

Zhou Zekai, whose brain was no longer in a mess, wanted to sit up and tidy up his clothes. He was sweating all over in his dream, and his sweat-soaked underwear stuck to his back, which was extremely uncomfortable.But don’t talk about sitting up and tidying clothes, Zhou Zekai can’t even lift his arms now—although he is a little tired under the influence of the medicine, but it’s not too bad—the range of motion of his hands It is obviously restricted, and the sound of metal colliding with the bed frame can be heard casually.

Shit, handcuffs again.

Realizing that he was handcuffed again, Zhou Zekai rolled his eyes, inevitably a little discouraged—even though the reason for being handcuffed this time was indeed caused by himself, and he has no one to blame.

"Xiao Wan, you wait for me outside, I can ask alone."

While he was mourning, someone opened the bed curtain and came in. Out of the instinct of self-protection, Zhou Zekai looked over reflexively. It was a middle-aged man in his 40s.

Zhou Zekai kept staring at the man until he walked to the bed and stopped.

The condescending man was wearing a long brown coat, short hair back, handsome and straight, with a pair of black half-rim glasses on the bridge of his nose, which made him a bit more refined in his intellectuality, and he looked completely like a man. Intellectual—just "look"——Zhou Zekai noticed the navy blue coat protruding from the collar of his coat. As expected, the man's next words confirmed his guess: "Are you awake? I'm the second criminal police officer of the Wenpu District Police Department Captain, my surname is Bai, and my name is Bai Xing."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and stopped talking, just looked at Zhou Zekai, and after the latter looked at Bai Xing for more than ten seconds, he suddenly realized that he was waiting for his response, so Zhou Zekai nodded to express his I heard.

"Very good." Bai Xing also nodded in response, "Do you know why you were handcuffed?"

"En." Zhou Zekai responded. He still remembered that when he was pushed to the ground by the security guards, he was suddenly emotional because he solved the mystery of the shadow of the East Tower. This change of mood became the last moment that crushed the camel. straw.

Too frequent mood swings in a short period of time have already had a great impact on Sentinel's mental state, not to mention that Zhou Zekai, who has accumulated negative emotions in the past two days, has not been appeased by his partner at all, and only clenched his teeth with willpower He was already on the verge of collapse, but "this straw" directly caused his perception overload - Zhou Zekai entered a state of unconscious mania.

Zhou Zekai has no memory of what he did during the sensory overload period. He only knows that he had a dream. The dream was long and short. When he woke up from the dream, he was already handcuffed here. .

"Illegal possession of firearms plus violent resistance to the law, do you know how many years the sentence will be?" Bai Xing said with a straight face.

Zhou Zekai opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but closed it immediately.

——Illegal possession of guns and ammunition, the crime of illegally possessing guns and ammunition, has been in court for more than three years and less than seven years, and holding guns to threaten the personal and property safety of citizens is a serious crime and should be dealt with severely; if convicted of violent resistance to the law and obstructing public affairs, the sentence will be three years. Those who violently attack police officers who are performing their duties will be given a heavier punishment; if they are punished for several crimes, the sentence of more than six years but less than ten years will not be released.

Bai Xing, whose expression was still very serious, looked at Zhou Zekai's reaction, and suddenly smiled: "Give me the number."

"Huh?" Zhou Zekai was stunned for a moment.

"The phone number of your guide, although you have been injected with diazepam, you need a partner more now, don't you?" Bai Xing's voice softened, "By the way, give me the number of the police officer from the headquarters who brought you, and let him come to the branch office As a guarantee, we can close the case and release the person here."

"You? Are you..."

"I'm of the same kind as you." Bai Xing affirmed Zhou Zekai's half-sentence, and said in a low voice, "I used to be a sentinel, but I've been retired for many years."

Zhou Zekai, who opened his mouth wide because of Bai Xing's words, suddenly had a thought, and suddenly remembered the conversation between Ma Jianlin and Jiang Botao when the three of them were discussing Tang Junhao's abnormal whereabouts in the ward. He subconsciously wanted to grab Bai Xing's sleeve, but Unable to succeed due to the restraint of the handcuffs, Zhou Zekai could only do his best to prop up his body, and asked eagerly, "Is your ability 'teleportation'?!"

As soon as Zhou Zekai finished speaking, Bai Xing frowned. He seemed very concerned about his ability being mentioned by others.

"Really?" Zhou Zekai didn't notice the change in Bai Xing's expression at all, he just asked with all his heart.

Bai Xing watched his emotions start to agitate again, and understood that if he remained silent, it would very likely cause Zhou Zekai to enter sensory overload again—he was a sentry, and he couldn’t do the job of appeasing another sentry—so Bai Xing made a move to Zhou Zekai. A silent gesture.He opened the bed curtain vigilantly to confirm the situation outside, then Bai Xing nodded, and said in a low voice: "My ability is indeed 'teleportation', which can passively transfer the objects locked by the eyes, and the range of action is ten kilometers."

"you--"

"But!" Bai Xing interrupted Zhou Zekai violently, "However, my wife's death caused my empathy system to be severely damaged, and my ability was also affected. Now I can only move some small objects, and the range may be five kilometers, or even more. Short. Oh, my wife is my guide."

Zhou Zekai never lost Jiang Botao—he didn't want to lose Jiang Botao either—but he also understood that for a sentinel, losing his guide was almost equivalent to tearing his soul apart.At the moment of his partner's death, Sentinel will no longer be God's favored child, his spirit will be filled with anxiety and panic, and his world will always be barren and incomplete.

Few of the Sentinels who lost their guide survived, and most of them couldn't bear the pain of splitting their souls, or committed suicide before breaking down, or were "disposed" by the tower after sensory overload.There are very few sentries like Bai Xing who can retire smoothly after the death of their partner. It is hard for Zhou Zekai to imagine how strong the mental power and tough inner world this gentle-looking sentry has to be able to withstand this kind of torture. Living alone in a world of torment.

Ask yourself, if he loses Jiang Botao forever, Zhou Zekai will definitely go crazy, more so than anyone else.He could accept the temporary separation from Jiang Botao, but he never dared to imagine the day when Jiang Botao completely left his side.That was his treasure, his lover, his half body, an existence that could never be replaced.

"...I'm sorry." Zhou Ze Kaiben wanted to ask Bai Xing if he knew Tang Junhao, if he knew about his abnormal whereabouts and even offered help, but after listening to Bai Xing's words, he felt that he was obviously depressed after saying this. After getting emotional, Zhou Zekai, who didn't know how to comfort others, could only choose to change the subject after apologizing: "Then, do you know about Dongta?"

"'11.12 mass disappearance incident'? I know, you went to the Dijing Building today to investigate this matter, right? Unfortunately, I can't help you." Bai Xing sighed, "I'm sorry, I have left you It's been too long. I'm just an ordinary police officer now, and I don't use and can't use 'teleport' anymore, after all, I don't have my 'fuse' anymore."

Bai Xing made a not-so-funny joke, as if he was laughing at himself, but it didn't seem like it was.

"It's me who should apologize. I'm, I'm sorry for bringing this up..." After hearing this, Zhou Zekai regretted bringing up Bai Xing's sad incident even more.

"It's okay, it's more important to help you stabilize your emotions now." Bai Xing said, "You can really do it when your perception is overloaded. If it weren't for me who called the police, you might be on the hook for a murder case. Speaking of which, your partner is really incompetent, How can I let my Sentinel go into sensory overload?"

"Don't blame him, he can't come." Zhou Zekai defended Jiang Botao.

"What's wrong?" Bai Xing asked.

"...He was hospitalized." Zhou Zekai said.

"That's your kid's fault. Dare to run out alone without your partner around? Fortunately, you didn't have much mental strength left at the time, and your manic state didn't last too long. Otherwise, my old bones wouldn't be enough for you to beat me up." Yes." Complaining, Bai Xing rolled up his sleeves and showed Zhou Zekai the bandages and bruises on his arms.

"I'm sorry..." Zhou Zekai felt so guilty that he was on the verge of crying.

"Okay, don't feel guilty. Give me the number of the police officer at the headquarters who brought you, and ask him to come to the branch to pick up the person."

When Zhou Zekai was brought up by Ma Jianlin from the Wenpu District Police Department, it was already four hours later.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and it was completely dark.The office building of the Wenpu District Police Department is 60 meters away from the parking lot. Within this short 60 meters, Ma Jianlin's swearing words never stopped.

Zhou Zekai followed behind him with his head down. He knew that he had caused trouble to Ma Jianlin, who was already extremely busy, for no reason, and he was too embarrassed to refute, so he could only listen to Ma Jianlin scolding him.

"——Cena, Nong Zha, I'm so busy that I should jump on both feet, and I'm going to get mad at me. I kicked Setenon." Ma Jianlin became more and more angry when he scolded. He really kicked Zhou Zekai with his leg.Zhou Zekai was kicked obediently, he didn't even dare to take a picture of the shoe prints on his trouser legs, he still followed Ma Jianlin to the side of the car.

"Listen, it's a hot trip for Ge, so Ni, did you hear me?" Ma Jianlin took out the car key and unlocked it, "Just now?!"

"...Understood." Zhou Zekai said in a low voice.

Ma Jianlin snorted coldly, took out a small box from his trouser pocket and threw it to Zhou Zekai: "Here, take it."

Zhou Zekai frantically picked up the box, it was a pack of cigarettes, Marlboro black and green mint, containing 80% guideline.In fact, when Ma Jianlin came to pick someone up, Zhou Zekai had already smelled Jiang Botao's wizard scent on him, and knew that he had brought this pack of cigarettes with him.Zhou Zekai almost tore open the package. He took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth tremblingly. Although he hadn't lit it yet, the smell of guide element smelled from the tip of his nose made Zhou Zekai feel a lot better: "Fire."

Ma Jianlin scolded him again impatiently, took out a lighter from his trouser pocket and lit it for him, and then Ma Jianlin lit a cigarette for himself.Just when he took out the cigarette case to light himself, Zhou Zekai had already smoked a whole cigarette desperately.

——Because he smoked so hard, he even choked on the smoke that he hadn't had time to exhale.

Although his nose and throat felt a little uncomfortable from the smoke, Zhou Zekai's mood eased a lot.The effect of the tranquilizer injected to him under Bai Xing's instruction in the afternoon was already fading, and the irritability that had not been appeased was making a comeback. The pack of cigarettes that Ma Jianlin brought from the evidence room could be regarded as saving Zhou Zekai's life.He could clearly feel that the guide element from Jiang Botao was injecting into his lungs and sneaking into his body. It was a kind of gentle and calm force, which was gradually dissolving his restlessness and alleviating his agitation.

This power enveloped Zhou Zekai's limbs and bones, carefully protecting his five senses, so that the chaotic factors from the outside world could no longer shake him.

Zhou Zekai, who stamped out the cigarette butt, couldn't wait to take out another cigarette, and once again asked Ma Jianlin, who had just put the lighter back into his pocket, to borrow a fire.He smoked four cigarettes in a row before he stopped his desperate smoking method, and when he was lighting the fifth cigarette, Zhou Zekai found that Ma Jianlin was looking at him with a strange look.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zekai, his voice was very hoarse due to the sudden inhalation of a large amount of smoke in a short period of time, and he could hardly hear what he was saying, so Zhou Zekai coughed twice and his voice returned to normal: "What's the matter?"

"You smoke so hard..." Ma Jianlin took a deep breath in the middle of the sentence, exhaled the smoke circle and continued: "If I didn't give you a drug test just yesterday, I would fucking suspect that you are taking drugs."

Zhou Zekai was dumb, he took another sip without saying a word, the nicotine taste mixed with mint slowly filled his mouth, and the gentle guide element was filling his heart.Zhou Zekai muttered in a low voice: "Who said it wasn't..."

——Jiang Botao is his drug, unless death separates them, he will not be able to quit it in this life.

Ma Jianlin didn't hear Zhou Zekai talking to himself, he looked at the street lights beside the parking lot and said, "But you can't just rely on stability, that thing can also become addictive."

Zhou Zekai responded, but stopped talking after smoking a cigarette.

"What's the next plan?" Ma Jianlin asked him again, "Go home? Or go to the hospital?"

"...find a place to sleep." Zhou Zekai said.

"Aren't you going home or going to the hospital to see Xiaojiang?" Ma Jianlin raised his eyebrows.

"What time is it? I can't get into the MICU." Zhou Zekai said, "Also, I want to take a good rest."

"That's right, you should also take a good rest. Shao Peng'an's case is not over yet, we are definitely going to disturb you at your house...then you should go to a nearby hotel and get a room."

"Yeah." Zhou Zekai nodded, that's what he originally planned.

"Okay, finish smoking quickly. Get in the car and I'll take you back to the neighborhood." Ma Jianlin threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out.

"...Captain Ma," Zhou Zekai muttered, and said, "Tomorrow I want to interrogate Meng Ping."

Regarding the abnormal shadow in the East Tower and the disappearance of the special investigation team stationed in the East Tower, Zhou Zekai had already reported it when he was waiting for Ma Jianlin to come to the sub-bureau to find people. Director Jin attached great importance to it and made it clear when he urgently reported it. Zhou Zekai was not allowed to meddle in this matter, he had to find another way.

The best entry point to understand Tang Jianbo now is Meng Ping, who is still detained in the detention center of the police headquarters for endangering public safety.

As soon as Zhou Zekai finished speaking, Ma Jianlin's eyes flew over immediately, and his tone was also extremely alert: "What do you want, kid?"

"I want to help." Zhou Zekai told a lie that wasn't a lie.

"Hmph, let's talk about tomorrow." Ma Jianlin, who saw through him, snorted coldly and said, "Hurry up and smoke your cigarette."

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the express hotel, and Ma Jianlin drove back after seeing off people.Zhou Zekai opened a single room. He didn't feel anything at first, but he didn't feel exhausted until he lay on the bed with his limbs stretched out.

Zhou Zekai lay in the dark for a while, ignoring the warning sign on the bedside table forbidding smoking in bed, sat up leaning against the bedside and lit another cigarette for himself.The gentle guide element diffused in this small room of less than nine square meters with the misty smoke. While smoking, Zhou Zekai silently planned the itinerary for tomorrow.

He had a good plan: to sleep until about eight o'clock tomorrow, to go directly to the police headquarters to guard