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After explaining the relevant matters to Jianghuai, he quickly followed Ji Liao to the parking lot of the police station, opened the car door, got on the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt.

Ji Liao started the car without saying a word, and concentrated on driving towards Yan Cun's house.

The atmosphere in the car became a little delicate.

In fact, it only takes 10 minutes to get to his home from the police station. However, because there is no car, I can only rely on the small driver Zhang Jingze and the shared bicycles parked on the street outside the door to get to and from get off work.

He guessed that Ji Liao probably saw that the little driver Zhang Jingze was not around, and remembering that he once said that "driving is easy to drift when you are sleepy", he was afraid that he would overturn the bicycle, so he hesitated and offered to give him a ride.

——He silently praised "sensible" in his heart.

However, the new driver, Ji Liao, didn't notice his twisted and twisted brain circuits at all, and sent him to his destination without saying a word. Seeing that he was lost in thought, he reached out and unfastened his seat belt for him.

He tilted his head to meet Ji Liao's gaze, and when he came to his senses, he raised his hand and pushed the door and got out of the car. He moved his wrist slightly and wanted to wave at him, but he felt that it seemed a little silly, so he stopped his movement.

"Then..." He said slowly, "shall I go?"

Hearing the words, Ji Liao gave an "um" and said, "Goodbye."

"Well," Yan Cun said without moving, leaning his elbows on the edge of the car window, "The next step is probably to investigate Su Haiyuan and the person in charge of the bar, and there should be no forensic work... You go back and have a good rest, and come back tomorrow morning. If there is any emergency, I will call you again."

He hesitated for a few seconds, bent his eyes and waved to Ji Liao, then turned and walked quickly towards the corridor.

"Wait..." Ji Liao was stunned, and hurriedly called out to him, the voice popped out before thinking, "What about you?"

Hearing this, Yan Cun stopped, turned his head and looked at Ji Liao in doubt.

"...Me? I must go back. If I don't go back, who will interrogate them? You can't..."

He paused, and swallowed "I can't throw it all to Jiang Huai", inexplicably doubting that Ji Liao would reply him with "yes".

"No," Ji Liao hurriedly said, "I mean, when will you return to the police station?"

Yan Cun thought for a while: "It's about six o'clock in the afternoon. If there is an emergency, it may be earlier."

Ji Liao nodded, secretly thinking about something in his heart, and it took him a long time before he said, "Then... good night."

Yan Cun corrected him with "good morning", smiled and said "good morning you too", turned around and walked quickly into the corridor.

He quietly hid in the shadow of the corridor and waited for a while, before Ji Liao left, he pulled out his phone and sent a voice: "Go back, what are you waiting for?"

Ji Liao in the driver's seat looked down at the screen, looked up at the dark corridor, and swiped his finger on the dialog box.

Immediately afterwards, an emoji of a little white bear making an OK gesture appeared in the dialog box, which was withdrawn after a few seconds and replaced with a single word 'okay'.

Yan Cun couldn't help but want to laugh, watched Ji Liao drive away from the street corner, then went back to the house and changed his uniform, took a quick shower, fell asleep on the bed after soaking in the pillows.

He slept until four o'clock in the afternoon.

After tidying himself up, he opened the door and went downstairs. Before he could sweep away a shared bicycle, the cell phone in the pocket of the police uniform rang.

He caught a glimpse of the word 'Ji Liao' on the screen, raised his head with a tacit understanding, looked around for a while, and actually saw Ji Liao leaning on the car door staring at him in the parking lane at the alley.

He hesitated and moved towards Ji Liao.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to come back tomorrow?"

Just now when Ji Liao asked him what time he would return to the police station, he actually guessed some of it—Ji Liao was thoughtful and covert, but not so that people would not notice it, and with his ability to observe carefully, he could find out a little bit.

Therefore, he deliberately staggered the time.

"Bring you to dinner," Ji Liao signaled him to get in the car, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, and added, "I know you haven't eaten."

Yan Cun was startled when he heard the words, and quickly took out a pineapple bun from his bag.

Ji Liao: "...tsk."

He smiled inwardly, couldn't help but smiled and raised his hand to rub Ji Liao's head, walked around from the front of the car and obediently sat in the passenger seat.

Fearing that he would lift the tiger's beard, he glanced at Ji Liao with some trepidation—but the little driver Ji Liao started the car without changing his expression, and said, "This is not full, so save it for supper later."

He glanced at the corner of Ji Liao's mouth that was forcefully flattened, and said with a suppressed smile, "Understood... Of course it's good if someone wants to invite you to dinner, anyway, it's early now."

He joked: "Why are you so kind to me? Huh?"

Sure enough, he guessed right, Ji Liao was only superficially cold, but in fact he was very willing to get close to others, and even patted his head.

"Well," Ji Liao replied slowly, "Seeing that you ride a shared bicycle like a poor little boy every day, I just want to give you a ride along the way."

Yan Cun: "..."

He was in a good mood at the moment, so he didn't care about him, and sighed: "I don't want to squeeze the bus and subway, and taking a taxi every day is a bit extravagant, so I can only pursue freedom of travel by bicycle."

"Well, that's true," Ji Liao focused on driving the car forward, and said, "What is the reason for not eating every day, for hunger and freedom? You didn't eat lunch just now, did you?"

"Not really." Yan Cun replied honestly, "Isn't this just about to go out for food? Isn't it just a coincidence that someone took me out for dinner?"

Ji Liao parked the car within the curb without saying a word, and went into the store with Yan Cun to find a table and sat down, whispering, "It's not a coincidence."

Yan Cun didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

"Nothing," Ji Liao pushed the menu forward, "You order."

He nodded in response, first packed Jianghuai's portion, ate a few mouthfuls of noodles silently, and said a few words to Ji Liao from time to time—even though he was the one who asked, Ji Liao answered.

At about six o'clock, the two of them returned to the Municipal Bureau after eating, and saw a woman in a luxurious cheongsam with gold ornaments around her neck holding Jiang Huai to say something with her nose and tears.

He signaled Ji Liao to go back to the office first, tidied up his clothes, and walked quickly to Jiang Huai's side.

"Wow, woo..."

The woman tightly grasped the corner of Jianghuai's clothes, wiped away her tears, and sobbed: "Officer... How could I, our Xiaorui get mixed up with those people... She can't be poisoned... She, she is a big The star...it must be those people who forcibly brought her to that place...it must be those people who forcibly..."

"Understood," Jiang Huai interrupted impatiently, gave Yan Cun a complicated look, and continued, "It is still in the investigation stage, and I will definitely explain to you later."

Yan Cun understood - this person should be Lu Xiaorui's mother.

"You must, you must save my Xiaorui...you must arrest the person who hurt my Xiaorui!" Mother Lu said in a hoarse voice, "And that broken bar must be strictly investigated!"

"...I checked," Jiang Huai took a deep breath, "Closed for half a year for rectification."

"That's good, that's good..." Mother Lu's tears stopped suddenly, and after a while, she asked hesitantly, "Then, when will my Xiaorui wake up? Can I go and see her? Can't you... um... can you..."

Yan Cun keenly sensed something was wrong.

Jiang Huai's eyes instantly turned cold when he heard the words, he forcibly restrained his emotional fluctuations, and answered quickly: "Don't be in a hurry, wait until someone regains consciousness, okay?"

"Ah..." Mother Lu seemed to want to say something more, "but..."

"Don't worry, I'll let you know the specific situation after the investigation results come out, okay?" Jiang Huai forced a smile, and his eyes signaled the criminal police officer Xiao Liu to send her away.

Xiao Liu came forward knowingly, Jiang Huai dragged Yan Cun back to the criminal investigation office, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm really speechless."

Yan Cun patted him on the back to calm him down, opened the lunch box and passed it over, and said, "I guess?... She doesn't care whether Lu Xiaorui lives or dies at all?"

Lu's mother's acting skills are really not good, and she cries so fakely that there are ghosts in her letter.

Jiang Huai snapped open his chopsticks, his tone was as cold as ice, and he opened his mouth like a machine gun.

"This afternoon we did a little research on Lu Xiaorui's family background. It is said that her mother owed a lot of debts from gambling all the year round. She resolutely sent her beautiful daughter into the entertainment industry, and forced her to take shortcuts to become popular quickly, so as to fill the family's debts. The vacancy allows her to live a well-off life and reach the pinnacle of her life."

"..." Yan Cun swears, "Fuck."

"Okay, I'm not disillusioned anymore," Jiang Huai picked up a wonton and put it in his mouth, and said indignantly, "According to Lu Xiaorui's best friend, she is actually kind and filial, and I can't bear to see my mother being debtor." Wrapping her face in tears every day, she would rather sacrifice herself in exchange for her mother's food and clothing...Damn...what kind of romance novel is this set by a silly, white and sweet heroine? ——If I'm not a policeman, I'll be the one to scold her!"

The more he talked, the more excited he was, he slammed on the table, startling Zhang Jingze and Shen Lin who arrived at the office after a shift change.

Yan Cun couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

In the profession of criminal police, he has seen too many such things, and he feels a little melancholy in his heart.

He patted Jiang Huai on the shoulder and told him to go home early to rest after eating. He took out Lu Xiaorui's file and read it carefully for a while. It was not until around [-] o'clock in the evening that the anti-drug detachment received a notification that Su Haiyuan had woken up. , ready for investigation.

Yan Cun originally wanted to bring Shen Lin to the interrogation, but Zhang Jingze offered to take desensitization treatment, so he took Zhang Jingze to interrogate Su Haiyuan with He Jiu.

At this time, Su Haiyuan's eyes were a little clearer, but he was still lifeless, his face was pale and bloodless, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and his hair was disheveled and haggard on his head.

He slowly raised his eyes, and met He Jiao and Yan Cun, who were about to interrogate him without fear, exuding an irritable, sensitive and suspicious aura around him, which made people feel a little nervous for no reason.

Yan Cun turned his eyes and looked at He Jiao, and was about to say something, but Su Haiyuan opened his mouth one step ahead of him.

"It's my first time smoking marijuana," he said calmly, "I can't remember what happened last night."