Mr Killer Next Door

"looking at what?"

Jiang Yu supported the armrest of the sofa with one hand and pushed aside the accumulated dirty clothes.Sitting beside Qiu Shihuan, he closed his open skirt.

He subconsciously held a cigarette between his fingers, blocked the wind with his palm, and pressed his thumb several times, but the lighter still didn't light up.

Qiu Shihuan retracted his body, stretched out his half-exposed fingers under his cuffs, and pressed the switch for him.

Jiang Yu took a deep look at the other party, then leaned forward just now, shivering with trembling lips holding a cigarette.

The cluster of small flames flickered on the retina, beating and extinguishing.

"Cat cat."

"What kind of cat?"

Jiang Yu couldn't help scratching the hair on his temples with his thumb.

That's not what he wanted to ask.Obviously not such an innocuous issue.

He wanted to ask Qiu Shihuan if he heard the conversation between him and Yu Sanhai.

But I can't say it.

"There are three suits, only one ear." Qiu Shihuan thought for a while, and said, "Looks very thin. He jumped from the upstairs to the air conditioner, and then jumped to the first floor."

"Do you like cats?"

"I don't like it. To be precise, I don't like weak creatures." Qiu Shihuan's tone was very calm, "I don't like any creatures that can be killed by foreign objects casually."

Jiang Yu hastily sucked on the butt of his cigarette.

He quickly put out the cigarette, clasped his hands on his thighs, and shook his legs uncomfortably on the ground.

With his middle finger and ring finger across his lips, Jiang Yu stood up feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, put on his clothes, and brushed the cigarette ash from his fingertips on the sofa.

"It may be too late to go home today. Prince, do you want to go to the food stall first? I know there is a street nearby, and there are all kinds of snacks. When you are full, I will take you to a hotel and find time to save the leftovers. The next painting is finished, okay?"

"Hotel, I don't have any objections. Does uncle have enough money?"

"Enough." Jiang Yu nodded again and again, "It's enough, just open your stomach and eat."

***

The food stall and the hotel are just across the street, and the Beetle is temporarily parked in the abandoned garage of the textile factory.

The two stepped on the unpaved gravel road one after the other, and were squeezed into the aisle holding hands.The stalls are like a sea of ​​lights with twists and turns, the pot is full of oily smoke and heat, and the air around the big signboard is trembling again and again.

"Uncle, what shall we eat?"

Qiu Shihuan had nowhere to go because of the crowd coming and going, so he had no choice but to hug Jiang Yu's arm.

"Let me take a look." Seeing that Qiu Shihuan's feet were unsteady, Jiang Yu immediately dragged him to the front for fear of being crowded, "Prince, come closer to me. There are many people here. If you are not careful, your wallet and mobile phone will be lost gone."

He looked at the shops on the left and right, and happened to see a middle-aged man picking up a pot of bubbling little round balls with a spoon.

"Prince, do you want to eat oily porridge?"

"Eat." Qiu Shihuan tugged at his sleeve and shook it, his eyes sparkled, "I haven't eaten it, uncle, what's in the oil dumpling?"

"Let's think about it, Youdunzi has crispy fried batter, shredded white radish, and you can eat the pork inside." He said, "You will know it once you taste it."

Just then, another pot of dough went down.

Jiang Yu quickly put his arms around Qiu Shihuan's head, and wrapped his ears with his jacket.

After a while, the palm slowly moved away from his face.

"Uncle?"

The lips are slightly pursed.

"When this thing first went down, the sound was very loud, and the oil splashed out. Didn't you say before that you don't like noise?"

Qiu Shihuan couldn't help rubbing his ears when he said that.

Seeing the golden and shiny fried dumplings in the small paper box being adorned with delicious color and taste under the warm light, he immediately threw himself on Jiang Yu excitedly.

"Is it delicious? Is it delicious? Uncle, I want to eat it. Buy it for me, I will be obedient."

Jiang Yu touched his fluffy blond head dumbfounded.

"Then you can wait first, there are too many people here, wait until I squeeze past."

"Well! Uncle treats me the best!"

Jiang Yu paid the money and asked the boss for two, then took Qiu Shihuan's hand and stood on the side of the upper street.

There are people coming and going on the avenue, and occasionally there are electric cars carrying goods, which is very crowded.With his back to the shop, he stood in front of Qiu Shihuan to prevent the splashed oil from splashing on his face.

He stretched out his hand, and took off the curly hair around Qiu Shihuan's lips, rubbed his rough fingertips on his cheek for a moment, then retracted.

"Haven't you eaten these before?"

"No, there is no such place in District 23."

Qiu Shihuan focused on the crackling dough in the frying pan, and his blue eyes were filled with urgent interest.

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "It will be ready soon, don't worry. If you are in a hurry, it won't taste good."

After visiting a whole street of food stalls, the two of them were covered in oily fumes, carrying large and small cardboard boxes and plastic bags in their hands.

A few broken pebbles are stuck on the hollow pattern of the soles, and they walk towards the beach area full of folding tables and chairs.

The bright moon created mercury-like horizontal waves on the sea surface, and the tops of the waves with white flowers pushed each other, rushing towards the collapsed pillars on the shore.

There are some grilled skewers in the bag, half spicy and half not spicy; a small portion of garlic lobster, which tastes a little sweet; Most of them are greasy vegetables, wrapped with lettuce, shredded carrots and cabbage, etc., as well as a bunch of sour plum juice and a few bottles of beer.

They found a place closest to the sea with no one around to rest.

Facing the sea breeze like this, I drank half a can of beer.

Jiang Yu pulled back the hair that was flying everywhere, and lingered with his index finger near the opening of the beer can.

With one foot on the crossbar, he looked at the calm sea.

"Prince, do you like it?"

Qiu Shihuan took a small bite on the oil pie, trying to cool the hot stuffing: "I like it—yes, huh—it's so hot!"

Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Then eat slowly, I won't fight with you."

Qiu Shihuan took another bite, inexplicably meeting Jiang Yu's eyes.

The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his linear and elegant lips were slightly pursed.The posture of the whole person is calm and unhurried.

The street lights on the pedestrian street drew a silhouette of his body diagonally from behind, and the waves rushed to the river beach, and gradually parted under the darkness of night.

This time, Jiang Yu was sure that Qiu Shihuan's next sentence must have some kind of purpose.

"Uncle, do you want to ask me something?"

"Ah." Jiang Yu froze for a moment, and then regained his composure.He lowered his head subconsciously, sipping the cold beer in his hand, "There is a problem."

"Ask. I'm in a good mood right now."

Qiu Shihuan raised the aluminum can and took a sip.

"Did you hear it all?"

"Hear what?"

The expression on the respondent's face was somewhat ambiguous.

"What I said to Yu Sanhai."

"No."

Qiu Shihuan picked up a skewer of roast lamb and opened his mouth to bite down.

Jiang Yu didn't expect him to answer so simply.

"really?"

"Why should I lie to you?" Qiu Shihuan looked at him and frowned pretendingly, "Uncle, you didn't say anything bad about me in the room, did you?"

Jiang Yu hastily defended himself.

"No, I swear absolutely not."

As soon as he finished the last word, he choked on a spicy mouthful directly into his trachea, his face flushed and he almost fell under the table.

Qiu Shihuan laughed dumbfoundedly.

"Uncle, so are you done with your question?"

"Temporarily...cough, there are no other questions for the time being."

"In that case, I have a question too."

"Huh? What do you want to ask?"

Jiang Yu held his throat left and right, and coughed a few more times.

Qiu Shihuan rested his chin with one hand, and lifted the tab of the can with his fingers.

"I'm curious, how did you know the forensic doctor, and how did you determine the effect of the remaining medicine in the corpse?"

Jiang Yu took a sip of beer and tapped the can with his index finger.

"Let's answer the first question first. These things happened six years ago. At that time, he and I were colleagues."

"you are fired?"

Jiang Yu smiled self-deprecatingly: "You might as well understand it as—the company went bankrupt?"

Qiu Shihuan sat up straight.

"Uncle, you know that's not the kind of answer I want."

"To be precise, I don't know how to answer you." Jiang Yu lowered his head and took another sip of wine depressedly, "Investigating the source, distribution and buyers of prohibited drugs used to be part of the job, but the good times didn't last long. Soon it will have nothing to do with us."

"What happened six years ago?"

"I thought you'd know."

"I don't think there is any need to hide the topic of what uncle's hole card is—since we have established a cooperative relationship in the form of a game, we should show some sincerity."

The smile is slightly closed, and the eyes are lowered.Qiu Shihuan pushed half a can of beer in front of Jiang Yu, with his fingers crossed under his chin, his eyes were cunning and sick.

"—And the real sincerity is irreplaceable interests. It is mutual understanding, mutual trust, and a community. Only by cooperation can we kill Jin Youzhe."

"It's not killing, it's arresting." Jiang Yu pressed his temples, as if he didn't know where to start the story, "Okay. Okay, Prince. I'm not good at telling lies to you, I admit it."

The empty can was punched on the table, and the moth resting in the corner was startled and flew towards the burning street lamp.

The five fingers gradually tightened, and the knuckles were almost white.

"Six years ago, there was a general election for the federal governor. This was a rotation election every three years. After taking office under pressure and scandals, the new governor put pressure on various government agencies in just two months. A secret reform was carried out in the dark."

Qiu Shihuan listened carefully.

"The so-called reform is to completely replace the original team and get rid of them, including family members, friends, and even close contacts. Finally, one's own cronies will take over."

"Do you know why Yu Sanhai and I are so taboo to leave fingerprints, blood samples, even hair and skin tissue?"

He crushed the second empty can.

"Because—as long as you relax a little bit, and leave a trace, the hyenas of the Federation are like sharks smelling blood, swimming over thousands of miles waiting to tear you apart, even the air you breathe You can smell it all."

"That man, the guy who is so high up, but drives others into corners. For six years, no matter which election, no matter how demonized his scandal is, he will eventually disappear. That man still sits firmly in the seat that should not belong. In his place - shamelessly enjoying power, enjoying supreme glory."

Jiang Yu put down the beer and focused his sharp eyes on Qiu Shihuan.

Now, it's time to place your bets.

If he bet wrong, the boy with the face of an angel will kill him.

Needless to say.

If he made the right bet, there would be a last chance in this seemingly doomed chess game.

"—You know that person all too well."

Qiu Shihuan narrowed his eyes, coldly waiting for the last sentence contained in the wine to end.

"It's your father. Qiu Ang."