old man feeding rules

Jiang Xun finally let go, and promised to let Shen Guan who knew the truth go home. It wasn't because of his conscience, or because he felt that it was boring to lock up this kid, but mainly because he realized that he didn't have the ability and energy to take care of him. When it was over, he couldn't put aside the relationship, and he couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart.

Wen Zheng asked thousands of times, because he was afraid that something would happen to him at home alone, Jiang Xun dismissed him perfunctorily, thinking that he had gone far away, he went down to the ground and changed his clothes, and rummaged through Wen Zheng's closet, trying to make up for it. Putting on a shirt and trousers that fit the upper body, he cut his messy hair in front of the mirror in the bathroom, shaved off the stubble, and washed his face. He turned back into the high-spirited and domineering president who could fascinate thousands of girls.

"I'm not a three-year-old child, I'm already past the age of being obedient to breastfeeding."

He put a few rolls of bandages in his pocket and went out, took Wenzheng's car keys with him, and drove a fancy Maserati. I believe no one would have thought that the "prisoner" who was wanted by the city bureau would drive Walking on the street in such a ostentatious car is a kind of cover-up to some extent.

He drove out of the park until he felt that Wen Zheng, who could not see through the sky, could not find him, then stopped at the side of the street, got out of the car and leaned against the door to smoke.

Looking at the lights of thousands of houses in the city, he felt a little emotional, staring at the full moon hanging above his head, he couldn't help asking himself, how long has it been since he looked up at the sky?

The last time was when he was injured and Song Yuzhi stayed in front of his house to take care of him...

At that time, he was so irritable and anxious that he couldn't do anything for three to five minutes, and he would be noisy. One day, he didn't like Song Yuzhi no matter what, so he sent people out to buy strawberries and candied haws at midnight. When he came back in the air-conditioning, he thought he would be reprimanded, but he didn't expect that the man opened the curtain, carried him to the window, and asked him to admire the bright moon in the sky.

Jiang Xun felt that he had never seen such a round moon, nor had he eaten such a sweet strawberry.

A gust of wind blew, and the tails of his eyes were cool, Jiang Xun realized that he almost lost the golden bean, he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

I thought about it, not just talking about it, but really thinking about it.

He took out his cell phone, stared at the chat history that had been left a few days ago, and shook his hands involuntarily.

Wanted to see him...he wanted to see him.

During these days of recuperation, he has been using the anesthesia effect of the drug to fall into a drowsy sleep, deliberately avoiding a question, that is, what state Song Yuzhi will be in if he can't get news from him, he will be anxious because of his disappearance, and will be worried because of his disappearance. Crashed by mistakenly thinking he died at the scene of the explosion?

In the past, the calmness and rationality shown by the little boy surpassed those of his peers. Only once when he almost lost control, he pushed people into a hurry.

He couldn't help thinking, if he really died in that explosion, would that person still come to face him?

Thinking of this, he shook his head and drove those messy thoughts out of his mind.

He cut off the remaining half of the cigarette, sat back in the car and turned the car key vigorously, maybe because he remembered the despair of life and death when his life was hanging by a thread, he suddenly wanted to "drunk today". Bundle.

Regardless of whether he has a case or not, whether he is wanted or not, he has reached this age, how many times can he make choices as he pleases?At least this time, he wanted to be truly free.

He reacted in obedience almost immediately, and then set foot on the road to the scene following the instinctive planning of his brain.

——The junction of Beiyan and Xiapi districts, a place where he almost lost his life, and he should never come back on his own initiative.

In fact, Jiang Xun admits that he has poor tolerance in some aspects. Several unpleasant experiences have made him realize that he is a person who is very prone to PTSD. He will intentionally or unintentionally avoid all details related to trauma. Maybe he would do something like go back to the scene of the scene to find abuse.

This time was an exception, and he had a strong feeling that he would find what he wanted there.

In order not to startle the snake, Jiang Xun turned off the car some distance away from the factory ahead of time. It had just rained not long ago, and now the ground was covered with mud, and his leg was wet after walking a few steps.

Jiang Xun took a picture of his muddy shoes with his mobile phone, and suddenly remembered that Luo Xinhao also went to Zhuang Xiaoai's appointment with a whole body of dry mud, but it was still cold at that time, and the temperature in Quexi Mountain was even hotter than that in the center of the city. Low, the urban area is not civilized, and the mountains are naturally icy and snowy, it is unlikely to step on the mud that sticks to the feet.

So where did the mud on Luo Xinhao's shoes come from?Why did Wu Guangping not hesitate to let Luo Xinhao go by "disrupting the investigation" when he suspected that he was suspected of killing and throwing the body?

What did Wu Guangping know, and why did Luo Xinhao choose to bear the unwarranted murder charge and keep the secret?The biggest possibility Jiang Xun could think of was that they didn't trust him.

They suspected that the black policeman hiding in the system was themselves.

This is no wonder to other people, after all, even if his own experience sounds suspicious, Jiang Xun thinks it is understandable, but the key lies in what made them all, including Qin Shu, Jiang Zhu, Wu Guangping, etc. , are doubting his loyalty?

Is it really my own actions that are suspicious, or is someone misleading them?

While thinking about it, Jiang Xun had already arrived at the area where the incident occurred. There were cordons around the area, and the factory building was still in the state after the incident. The suspended ceiling looked precarious and might collapse at any time. No ghosts can be seen.

In the past few days, the Municipal Bureau still did not announce this vicious case to the public. Even the media reported that "a small explosion was caused by improper handling of dangerous goods in an abandoned chemical plant." Several policemen were nearly killed.

And what is the identity of the self who has returned to the scene now?Traitor, undercover?Or is it a "black policeman" who seeks justice in order to clear the suspicion?

These are not important. He intuitively thinks that after such a long time, even if there are clues and traces left on the scene, they should be cleaned up. It is difficult to gain anything when he comes back after such a long time, but he will definitely get what he wants. of.

Jiang Xun carefully put on his shoe covers and a layer of film gloves to avoid leaving his own marks, walked half a circle around the factory building, found a window with loose nail boards, removed the obstructing debris with his bare hands, and leaned over Drill into the factory building.

The movement involved the wound to some extent. When seriously injured, it is usually difficult to suppress the pure physiological reaction even if you want to bear it. When you breathe, the groan overflows through the clenched teeth.

Jiang Xun insisted on covering his mouth and swallowed his voice back, thinking that the man bleeds but not tears, he can't be ashamed anywhere except on the bed, he really wants to slap himself twice, what a useless thing!

He supported the wall and stayed on the spot for a while, and he let out a long breath after the pain passed. He was about to get up, when he heard a rustling sound, as if he stepped on gravel and sand.

He immediately stopped moving and looked sideways at the source of the sound.

It was pitch black in front of him, and even with the moonlight, he could only see things within two meters. Jiang Xun soon discovered that the place he was in was the entrance of the light source, and he couldn't see the dark place clearly in the bright place details, but the people in the dark are just the opposite!

When he realized this, it was too late to react. He originally wanted to adjust his position calmly to avoid being overly exposed to the other party, but he didn't expect that the next footsteps would ring in his ears. It is also difficult for Iron Man possessed to escape from the opponent's control immediately.

When someone hooked his neck and strangled him in his arms, he realized that it wasn't that the other party had the superpower of teleportation. He was afraid that there were more than one people sneaking into this factory building with the same idea to do some shameful things. him one.

And from this strange touch and the rough way of holding him back, he can also feel that it is definitely not someone he is familiar with that is imprisoning him at this moment.

"I really admire you. You didn't die after being shot through your lungs. It seems that the legend about you being immortal is not groundless. Don't think that you are a disaster star who will bring disaster to others, but you yourself Fate is big, how do you say it? Good people don’t live long, but evil stays for thousands of years.”

Even if Jiang Xun was turned into ashes, he would never forget this voice—this slightly hoarse, hateful male voice that ordered him to be shot in front of his colleagues in the Yanxi City Bureau and his lover.

"Huh? Why don't you speak? Don't you have anything to defend yourself against these rumors?"

Jiang Xun raised his elbow and hit the opponent's ribs, Huang Zhe was also careless, he didn't pay attention to this poor man who was only breathing after being seriously injured, and arrogantly thought that he was nothing to fear, so that the opponent caught him off guard , was almost beaten out of breath.

Although Jiang Xun succeeded for a while, he was injured and couldn't run past a mature man with sound hands and feet. He could only temporarily escape from the opponent's shackles and buy himself a moment.

"You fucking... have been strangling my neck, who the hell can still speak." Jiang Xun sat on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "It's not enough to shoot me, you really want to play to death Lao Tzu."

"Who the hell wants to play you to death, bah! You are disgusting, you don't deserve to be a man at all. You are so fucking disgusting. I feel dirty even if I touch you. Don't spread any messy diseases to me. Me, fuck!"

Jiang Xun was amused by him, and when he smiled, the wound was involved, and he gasped in pain. Even so, he couldn't help but want to laugh, "Then you are finished, don't you know that this thing spreads through thoughts? I will look at you more. You You can be bewitched, but don't miss me, I already have a master."

Huang Zhe cursed harshly, drew his gun and loaded it, pointed it between his eyebrows, and said viciously: "Are you really clear about your situation? I'm in the light and you are in the dark. I may not comply with the regulations by going back to the scene to investigate privately. , but if you happened to come across the suspect who destroyed the evidence, clashed with him and killed him, at best I could write a self-criticism, and you will always be the nail for betraying the police, understand?"

When Huang Zhe said this, he leaned close to Jiang Xun, getting very close to him, as if if he moved half a centimeter forward, he would touch the tip of his nose.

Jiang Xun stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Huang Zhe. The other party felt that his heart trembled when he saw this, and suddenly there was an unconcealable disgust in his heart, and he wanted to shoot him down. he.

"Fucking disgusting, yuck! Dog gay."

"You have to come here to find me. Who is to blame? Captain Huang, let me remind you kindly. Even if I commit suicide in fear of crime, I have to get the murder weapon first, which is this police gun with a registration number and a rifling. But as long as people have eyes, they will not think that I, a wounded man, has the ability to snatch things from you, so how will you explain it to others?"

Huang Zhe sneered and said, "It's not easy to charge you with one or two trumped-up charges. You can't even get rid of your own current charges. Do you still expect someone to clear up your grievances for you? Oh, it's a good idea..."

Speaking of this, for some reason, a chill suddenly surged down his back, and then a cold hard object hit his forehead.

"I'll give you a chance to stop and apologize, don't be ignorant."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

Thanks to brother Xun's little wife, cute, for donating a landmine, thank you for feeding! !