Inscription of Different Cases

The next day, the two had their own business and didn't see each other until the moon was in the middle of the sky. It was rare for He Yijiu not to fall asleep in the gentle hometown of a beauty, but leaning against the roadside alone, with the chilly night wind blowing, Holding the wine jar on one side, drinking alone.

A thief who specialized in picking locks saw him, hesitated for a while, and then approached him: "Master He, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'm upset."

The little thief wanted to curry favor with him and get some benefits, so he rolled his eyes and said, "Master He, Xiaoqing from Yichun Courtyard misses you very much, and is still talking about why you haven't been there for a long time."

"Tsk, that's a flirty female mouse, someone else will fuck her for me." He Yijiu spat hard, it's been a long time since he cursed so recklessly, when did it start?By the way, it seems to be after getting to know Han Lang.Since he was attracted by that person, his words and deeds have involuntarily become serious, not like his original self.

The little thief observed him for a while, and saw that he was pouring wine into his stomach cup by cup, his face was as cold and hard as cast iron, and he always felt uneasy: "Master He, what's the matter? Look... how does it look like a broken heart?" ?”

"You know the hurt of a fart."

"If you see someone, then go fuck it? Is there anyone in the world who Mr. He dare not fuck?"

He Yijiu glared at him: "Fart, Mr. Emperor, do you want to fuck?"

"What, Master He, do you really like the Emperor?"

"No!" He Yijiu threw the wine jar angrily, and his heart was even more panicked, "Just ordinary people, nothing special. But, alas... too upright, too clean, too pure, even a little dirt Can't get it on."

The little thief was stunned for a while, seeing He Yijiu staring at the moonlight intently, with a somewhat lonely expression on his face.

"I've never encountered such a person before. I can't afford to be offended. I'm afraid that if I lose my popularity, I won't be able to eat this meat anymore." He Yijiu hiccupped and sighed, "He It’s also strange, I have to turn around beside me, hungering my appetite. But when I get close, I feel that he doesn’t mean it, it’s my own dirty mind, thinking about it.”

"Then...then Master He, just leave him alone. You can't find someone to accompany you anywhere. Why bother with this one."

"I think so too, but why——ah!"

He sighed twice in a row, his brows became pimples: "It's just itchy..."

"Where is it itching?" The little thief didn't understand, "Master He, you won't get sick, right?"

"Fuck! Your fucking dick is itchy!" He Yijiu slapped his face angrily, thinking, no, he is indeed itchy, but not that kind of itchy.Fuck, I was really led into a ditch by this idiot.

"Forget it," he wiped his face, and forced himself to calm down, "find me someone to relieve the fire."

The little thief covered his red and swollen face, and said cautiously: "What kind of... do you want?"

He Yijiu pondered for a while: "Male, taller, handsomer, like a man. By the way, he looks more upright, the kind that looks like an official, and looks like a dignified man."

The little thief made a bitter face, thinking that there is no such thing... But there is no way, Master He ordered it down, so he can only bite the bullet and look for it, otherwise he won't be able to hang around in Anping.Fortunately, he was lucky, and he really found one, a troubled son, his family had no money, so he had to work as a handyman in the underworld.Because I just came here, I'm still fresh, and I haven't been infected with that kind of pollution and banditry.Hearing that Mr. He wanted someone, his boss hurriedly fixed him up and called Mr. He over.When He Yijiu went, the man was tied to the couch, his eyes were full of anger and panic.

He Yijiu's heart softened inexplicably.He thought that if Han Lang really looked like this in front of him, he might really not do anything else.How can I be so mean?He asked himself, he had to like someone who was sincerely convinced, and he felt awkward even a little bit.

So he didn't do anything, just tied the man up and slept next to him.

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Han Lang saw a scene that left him speechless early in the morning.

He was patrolling the street at the time when a man suddenly ran out of a hut on the side of the street in disheveled clothes, cursing and swearing all kinds of obscenities.He Yijiu walked out with his upper body bare, and glanced at the people on the ground after he hadn't run far.

The man was still cursing, which was very unpleasant, and he sent greetings from the eighteen generations of He Yijiu's ancestors.But He Yijiu folded his arms and listened calmly. When the man finished scolding and began to pant, he smiled and said, "What's the matter, Master He, didn't I do nothing last night?"

"Fuck you! You're sick!" the man scolded. "What does it mean to tie people up to sleep? I can't feel my hands and feet. You fucking sleep like a pig."

He Yijiu burst out laughing, and the helpers beside him laughed too.Not far away, Han Lang didn't know what expression to make, so what's the matter?

"Forget it, let him go," He Yijiu said, taking a deep look at the man, "I offended you so much last night. If you have any difficulties in the future, just let him know."

You He Yijiu's words are equivalent to winning the gold medal for avoiding death in Anping County. Of course, the man understands what this means.He stopped scolding, stood up and straightened his clothes, and thanked him falteringly.He Yijiu hummed and drove away the crowd with a wave of his hand. Only then did he find Han Lang behind the crowd, and his expression changed drastically.

Too bad, Han Lang didn't misunderstand anything, did he?

In fact, Han Lang didn't think much about it, but he felt a little uncomfortable, the same feeling as when he saw He Yijiu hugging the two girls that day.It turns out that He Yijiu is okay?He wasn't too surprised, but he thought that if a man likes a man, he would choose the kind of handsome young man.In the past, this person was in his 20s. He was about the same height and shape as himself, and he didn't have a bit of a girly vibe.

He Yijiu's taste is really weird.

At this time, He Yijiu walked towards him slowly, with a half-smile on his face.Han Lang said good morning to him, and then sensibly did not mention everything he saw just now.Knowing that he was going on patrol, He Yijiu simply walked with him for a while, chatting with him all the time, chatting about homework and discussing the progress of the work, Han Lang remembered the messy things before, and couldn't help muttering: "I didn't see that You should apologize to Miss Yao for being so reckless the night before yesterday."

"Really?" He Yijiu was a little upset at Han Lang's obsession with Yao Xinlian, but he couldn't express it directly, so he changed the subject, "Did you have breakfast, do you still have to go to the market today?"

"Well," Han Lang replied absent-mindedly, "Yesterday I asked Ah Bao to return the jade pendant, and that Yao Qi seemed to say he wanted to come to me."

"He? What are you looking for?"

"I don't know, I guess it's a thank you. By the way, County Magistrate Qian made a fuss after he went back. Don't make such a fuss next time."

He Yijiu gave a "tsk" sound and didn't answer.I didn't see Han Lang for a day, and I kept mentioning others after just a few words. Although it may be unintentional, it also made He Yijiu's already uncomfortable mood even worse, with a sour taste.

"I think you should concentrate on investigating the traffickers now, and I will tell you if I find anything," he said to Han Lang.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

When they approached the vegetable market, the two separated, and Han Lang saw He Yijiu again in less than a cup of tea, and the other party quickly stuffed a bag of warm things into his arms, smiled frankly, and left with his hands shaken.

Han Lang took it out and took a look. There was one biscuit and two eggs.He laughed, and he couldn't help but think of He Yijiu's stupid and stupid look when he was in Baochangba, and his mood suddenly became happy.The boring patrol work and the deducted monthly salary didn't seem to affect his emotions so much. He walked around the vegetable market all morning, saw the shift-changing yamen servant, and smiled and said hard work to him.

The man looked at his back, and murmured to his friend: "This county captain must be sick, why are you so happy to be punished to work in this kind of place?"

"who knows."

Han Lang's enthusiasm for work was mobilized, and he began to check the latest files as soon as he returned to the Yamen, but unfortunately he didn't find anything after being busy for a while.Recently, no townspeople have come to report missing cases. Han Lang is a little anxious, but there has never been a case that can be found out smoothly. .Thinking of this, he calmed down a lot, pulled out his chair and sat down, and began to think about what to do next.

Or, wait for He Yijiu's result?

Anyway, it would be much easier to check He Yijiu's identity.

Thinking of this, he froze for a while abnormally.Why do you suddenly start to rely on He Yijiu?He has always been alone in work matters, and has never had this habit.Now it's not that he doubts that He Yijiu is unreliable, he instinctively feels that this is not right, but he doesn't seem to understand what is wrong.

At this moment, he suddenly heard someone talking outside, it was the voices of County Magistrate Qian and County Commissioner.County magistrate Qian was still complaining about what happened before. He was slapped in the face by a woman who ran out inexplicably in public, but she ran away, and it was never found out who did it.The county magistrate replied that someone must have played tricks in the dark. Magistrate Qian twirled his beard and hummed, and said, "I'm afraid it was Mr. Song who made a fool of himself. He and I are all staring at that seat. Now the virtuous king has come to me." , it must be Song who wants to make a fool of me."

The county magistrate echoed again and again, and whispered: "The cabinet has been empty recently, is it true?"

"That's not true. The cabinet classic Song Yuezhi has retired and returned to his hometown. It seems that Beijing has not yet arranged a suitable candidate. Mr. Shoufu is an old friend of the Xianwang. The Xianwang finally came here. I am not rushing to get close to him. Woolen cloth."

"You, the county magistrate of Jing County, can say that you are the sixth rank, far surpassing the classics of the seventh rank. I see, as long as the virtuous king speaks, you will definitely have no problem entering the cabinet. As long as you enter Beijing, you will have the opportunity to be promoted step by step in the future. myself."

"I don't count on it anymore, I just want to go in and get to know more people, pave a good way for the dog, and I'm worthy of my Qian family."

"Young Master Ling is a talented person, there is no problem. By the way, what about King Xian, did he have anything to say about the incident the day before yesterday?"

County magistrate Qian sighed again and again: "The virtuous king has been avoiding visitors for the past two days, and I observed that he is not in the room at all. I heard that he likes to travel in the mountains and rivers, so he probably went for an outing in the surrounding mountains and forests. By the way, I heard that he came to Anping for the reason. Receiver..."

"Who?"

"...from Zhao Wang's family..."

"It is rumored that he and King Zhao are not..."

The voices of the two became lower and lower, like gnats, they couldn't hear clearly.Han Lang wasn't very interested in these gossips among officials. County magistrate Qian had wanted to go to Beijing for a long time, but he never had the chance. Anyway, it's good for him to leave. When the time comes, he may be able to feel more comfortable when he transfers another county magistrate. .

At the moment, the abductee matter worries him even more.

This busy work went into the evening, and all the detectives he sent to investigate came back, but still had no results.There is also a small episode, watching the prison guards come to him, saying that the new prisoner named Yu Fu is very strange, and he is so delicious that one meal can feed three people.Because people are pitiful, Han Lang specially asked to take care of them, so they came to ask what to do.

Han Lang thought to himself: After all, he came here on the run, so he was hungry on the way, right?It doesn't matter if you eat more, anyway, there is no one in the prison, so I said: "If he wants to eat, let him eat, don't worry about so much."

The yamen servant responded and went back.At this time, Mengong came to report that someone was waiting for him outside.Han Lang went out to see that He Yijiu was leaning against the corner and beckoning to him. When he met him, he asked, "Have you had your lunch? Have you taken your medicine?"

Han Lang couldn't laugh or cry: "What do you care about so much?"

He Yijiu waved his hand: "You never eat on time, do you think I don't know? It's still the same old saying, the life I saved should not be wasted by you. ——Surely I didn't eat dinner, let's go."

"I still have something to do here..."

"The traffickers have news."

Han Lang nodded immediately: "Go. Where are you going?"

He Yijiu laughed loudly, put his arms around Han Lang's shoulders, and walked forward with him intimately.Han Lang felt that this posture was a little awkward, but he didn't break away.

He thought that He Yijiu was going to take him to a restaurant, but he ended up in a small dilapidated house on the street.It was very narrow inside, and there was nothing but a bed.There is a well-equipped kitchen in the backyard, with smoke billowing from the chimney. A short man squatted there, and when he saw He Yijiu, he shouted, "Master He! The dishes are all cooked!"

"Okay, you go about your business."

The man saluted with a smile, and ran away in a hurry.

"This is your home?" Han Lang said.

"That's right," He Yijiu said, "Sit down, let's eat first."

"Who is that person?"

"Just tell him to be lazy. I'll call him in to watch the stove for me."

The dinner was ordinary, but delicious as always. During the period, He Yijiu didn't say a word about the human traffickers. The topic went from east to west, telling a joke for a while, and talking about trivial things he encountered in the past.When it was getting dark outside, when Han Lang began to suspect that He Yijiu was lying to him, a skinny man ran in rashly at the door. He was shocked when he saw Han Lang who was still wearing an official uniform, and hurriedly turned to He Yijiu. Yijiu said: "Master He, who is this official, official messenger?"

"Master He, my friend." He Yijiu said.

Han Lang didn't intervene knowingly, and saw the man carefully looking at himself, with a nervous expression like a mouse seeing a cat.It seems that he is not a good person.Han Lang thought.At this time, He Yijiu opened his mouth: "Speak up if you have something to say, he is one of our own."

"Hey," the thin man replied, "I found the one who eats fishy rice, and Master Zeng of the Three Heads Camp is protecting him."

"Master Zeng?" He Yijiu raised his eyebrows, "How dare you call other people Master?"

"No, no no no—" The skinny man knelt down, "It's that Zeng Datou, the Qingya gang's Zeng Datou! They have been making troubles in the east of the city recently, and the small, small ones are afraid..."

"You idiot," He Yijiu sneered, "he used to rely on his seniority in Anping and his strong business, so he dared to make such a name. He wins and eats fishy rice behind my back? I look at his Qingya I don’t want help anymore.”

"Then He, you want to..."

"I abolished him tonight."

Han Lang was slightly speechless.It was the first time he had seen the legendary infighting among gangsters, and only then did he realize that He Yijiu didn't just set up a stall on the street to look at the photos or trick people into seeing a doctor. figure.It's just that He Yijiu was too low-key in front of him, so he couldn't feel it.

At this moment, seeing He Yijiu uttering harsh words aggressively, Han Lang thought that he was about to invite a group of younger brothers to kill him to the east of the city.In the end, He Yijiu just stood up and collected the bowls and chopsticks leisurely, put his little brother out, and said to Han Lang, "Are you coming with me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will bring someone to arrest you?"

"That's not necessary, unless you don't care about the human traffickers."

He Yijiu could indeed tell at a glance what he was most concerned about, so Han Lang said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

"Then tidy it up, take off the official robe," He Yijiu said, and found him the most common coarse cloth bunt, "Go wear this."

Han Lang himself knew it was wrong, so he changed it obediently, and when he came out, he saw He Yijiu carrying a solid wooden stick, casually put it on his shoulder, and strode out.

"Hey, how many people are you bringing?" Han Lang couldn't help asking.

He Yijiu glanced at him suspiciously: "What are you doing with someone?"

"You don't mean to..."

"Oh, usually one of me is enough, if you want to come, I will count you as one more. Let's go."