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"Eat as much as you want," Ji Liao said, remembering Zhang Jingze, who is not a picky eater, "bring the leftovers to other people."

Yan Cun was stunned for a few seconds, blurted out "No", and then said awkwardly: "No... this, this is not very good, right?"

While speaking, he had already poked his chopsticks forward, picked up a small piece of fish meat and stuffed it into his mouth to chew, and it took him a long time to say "Oh my god".

He thought: last time I made the tomato and egg noodles, it was a bit tricky.

But he really didn't expect Ji Liao to cook, after all, his appearance and temperament are there - he looks cold and arrogant without any fuss, no one can imagine Ji Liao cooking in the kitchen at home.

Besides, Ji Liao's hands...

Hmm...it's a little bit nicer, yes.

Seeing that his eyes were blank, Ji Liao hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Delicious?"

Yan Cun withdrew his thoughts, nodded his head and gave a "hmm", and said vaguely: "This is so delicious... Oh my god, the food will be guaranteed in the future."

He took Ji Liao's bowl and served him a bowl of steaming white rice.

Ji Liao took a breath, and he didn't know what he heard, and he was stunned for a long time.

"Well... as long as you like it."

He moved his chopsticks, took a few mouthfuls of rice, and quietly focused on Captain Yan on the opposite side of the table—although he counted as much as he asked people to eat just now, but Yan Cun seemed to be planning something in his heart, and he picked up the rice with his chopsticks. I didn't stop with my chopsticks, and I ate half of the usual amount in a short while.

"Okay, okay, okay," he stopped Yan Cun's chopsticks, and said hastily, "It's almost done, don't be overwhelmed, I'll pack some for Ji Shuwang later."

Seeing that Yan Cun was biting a piece of fish, unable to speak, he had no choice but to take a tissue from the table to wipe Yan Cun's mouth, sighed lightly, but opened his mouth and said something unclear: "Sometimes you really don't have to think too much. Too much, there is no need to do this, and I am a little distracted and consider my own feelings... I don’t eat if I can’t eat it, and I don’t do it if I don’t want to do it.”

"...???" Yan Cun was almost choked, quickly picked up the water glass and took a sip, chewed and swallowed the food, and said something inexplicable, "...I suspect you are driving."

Ji Liao: "?"

Yan Cun quickly waved his hands: "No, nothing."

Seeing that Ji Liao had already eaten and put down his chopsticks, he wanted to cover it up and quickly got up to help clean up the tableware, and took the box to pack the food by himself.

He stared at Ji Liao for a long time, then suddenly laughed, and asked, looking for something to say, "What's for dinner?"

Ji Liao was stunned, and looked at the clock on the wall in astonishment: "... huh?"

Yan Cun was amused by Ji Liao's dull reaction for a while, coughed lightly, his eyes were clear with water vapor, and said very seriously: "There must be something to look forward to."

Ji Liao felt as if his heart was being scratched by the soft kitten's paw, his breathing was stagnant, and he looked away from Yan Cun in a little panic.

He pondered the words for a long time, feeling a little embarrassed, and replied vaguely: "Let's see what you want to eat."

Yan Cunsheng answered "Yes" like a thread.

The two began to work together to clean up the mess, stopped talking, and put the tableware one by one into the dishwasher. For a while, the only sound in the room was the collision of tableware and the sound of the aeration pump running in the glass fish tank not far away.

Although their mental activities are not on the same channel, the atmosphere is inexplicably compatible, and no one wants to break this 'not embarrassing' silence.

At 01:30 in the afternoon, Ji Liao took a detour to deliver some fish to his brothers and sisters who lived in Chongning Avenue, and then returned to the Municipal Bureau.

As soon as he entered the office gate, the criminal policeman Xiao Liu who was sent by Yan Cun to the hospital to check the situation before quickly greeted him, and reported that the victim's mental condition was slightly better.

Lu Xiaorui was really lonely and cold these days in the hospital. Except for her girlfriends and friends who were better in the circle before, her irresponsible mother and relatives around her never came to see her at all.

These days Xiao Liu has visited a lot, Lu Xiaorui is familiar with her, and after a few days, he can even chat with Xiao Liu about the gossip and jokes he has heard in the circle in the past.

Captain Yan thought for a while, and decided to take the new driver Ji Liao and criminal police officer Xiao Liu to the hospital to inquire about the situation, and bought a bunch of flowers for them along the way.

"Hey, sister Liu, why are you back..."

Lu Xiaorui raised her eyes to see Xiao Liu, the criminal policeman who entered the ward first, her eyes lit up, and she greeted enthusiastically—after seeing Yan Cun Ji Liao behind Xiao Liu, her voice choked back in her throat instantly.

Yan Cun observed the emotional changes on her face, first handed over the bouquet of flowers and the fruit basket bought by Ji Liao, and it took a long time before he tried to say this.

"Hmm...then what...do you remember me?" He pushed his work permit forward and tentatively said, "Qinjiang City Criminal Investigation Detachment Captain Yan Cun...we met once before, remember?"

That night, the corridor of Chengfeng Hotel was dark, and he had already lost consciousness when he met him at the bar a few days ago, so he had no hope of being able to get close to him.

However, Lu Xiaorui nodded and said, "Well, I remember you, Captain Yan."

Her eyes touched the clean and beautiful bouquet of pink carnations on the bedside, her cheeks flushed slightly, she was nervous for a moment and did not dare to look up at Yan Cun, but hurriedly hugged the flowers in her arms.

Ji Liao: "?"

Not quite right.

However, Captain Yan beside him didn't seem to notice. He pulled a chair and sat down in front of the hospital bed. He picked an apple from the fruit basket and peeled it. Comfortable?"

"Ah..." Lu Xiaorui took the apple, looked at Yan Cun a little shyly, and said, "I'm much better Yan Dui, I, I'm fine, um... Thank you, thank you for coming to see me."

Yan Cun smiled slightly: "Everything is still based on your physical condition, take more rest recently, don't force it."

"No, I didn't force it..." Lu Xiaorui stared straight at him, and hurriedly said, "Yes, do you want to ask me a question? I should, I'm fine..."

Ji Liao: "...???"

Gosh.

Yan Cun nodded: "Yes."

Now that the victim has said so, he is too lazy to say any more social rhetoric, straightened his face, and asked her directly: "Do you remember who gave you sleeping pills? Or do you have doubts about the candidate? What happened that night? How much do you remember? What did you see the second before you lost consciousness?"

Lu Xiaorui:? ?

...?Why do you change faces in Sichuan Opera?

"Ah... I, I only remember a little bit," Lu Xiaorui didn't quite react for a while, and he hesitated, "When I was, got that, sleeping pills... I can't remember... what happened that night I still remember a little bit..."

Yan Cun: "Tell us about the situation at that time."

Forgetting to bring the 'testimony recorder' Zhang Jingze with him, Yan Cun planned to support himself - but before he could do anything, the little forensic doctor beside him had already taken out his notebook from his pocket first, bowed his head and began to write.

Captain Yan suddenly asked Lu Xiaorui a serious question, and Ji Liao was still thinking, "This is a cat, it's clearly a cold little snake that is good at using gentle traps"—then the next second, he noticed that Yan Cun was staring at him for a few seconds, Then he blinked.

Although he didn't understand what the wink meant, he somehow felt better.

So he moved the tip of his pen and began to write.

After all, this is not an honorable thing, Lu Xiaorui couldn't help but feel ashamed, hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth and said: "Well... that Mr. Liu at that time, he asked me to meet that Su Haiyuan, saying that he is very powerful and can give I have a lot of resources, and then I went to…”

Yan Cun nodded: "What about after that?"

"At first I... I didn't know that Su Haiyuan was such a person. I thought I just fell in love with me, so I wanted to drink and chat with him." Lu Xiaorui buried her head down, her nose twitched, her voice choked up, "At the beginning, it was no different from normal entertainment...really...it was no different...but later...later..."

She bit her lower lip lightly, slowly pulled out her arm hidden under the quilt, and motioned Yan Cun to look at the strangle marks on her wrist that hadn't disappeared for a few days.

The criminal police officer Xiao Liu couldn't stand listening for a while, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it over, and patted Lu Xiaorui on the back lightly as if soothing.

"Well……"

Yan Cun thought about his words and tried to comfort him a little: "That Su Haiyuan has become our detachment and the next door...well...he has become a 'key observation object'... now you just need you to cooperate with our investigation to make sure whether he is" "Attempted murder" and it will never happen again."

He remembered that Lu Xiaorui was forcibly injected with drugs, and finally blurred the word 'anti-drug detachment' a bit.

Lu Xiaorui burst into tears: "I, I know..."

"Well... Now you mean, you lost consciousness before the 'sleeping pill'?" Yan Cun continued to ask, "Maybe you still remember... the few accompanying singers who were called into the box by Su Haiyuan at the beginning ?"

"Sing along..." Lu Xiaorui blew her nose for a while and said, "I remember."

"What did Su Haiyuan ask those accompanying singers to do?"

"I, I only remember that man with very coquettish make-up..." Lu Xiaorui replied, "Su Haiyuan made that man strip naked and crawl on the ground, and let him kneel on the ground...um... lick...after that And let me ride on his back..."

"..." Yan Cun frowned, "Wait... Su Haiyuan asked you to ride Yu Yue's back?"

"Yes," Lu Xiaorui nodded, "Actually, I don't want to come, but he insisted that if I don't ride, I have to drink the whole bottle of white wine... But I really can't drink it..."

"This..." Yan Cun paused, and asked, "What happened next? He has been humiliating Yu Yue in front of you? How did Yu Yue react?"

"He seems to be able to bear it," Lu Xiaorui said. "His expression looks very painful, but he still listens to Su Haiyuan's words to do these things... Ah... But I don't remember clearly after that..."

It took Yan Cun a long time to say "Oh".

He unconsciously turned his head and looked at Ji Liao, thinking for a while.

Although Lu Xiaorui's testimony was almost the same as that of the others, with only a little more details, but the event finally pointed to the answer seems to be ready in their minds - he thought of Li Wenxin, the suspect in the previous 721 case.

However, even if there is already a suspect, there is still a lack of substantive evidence. The clues are intertwined. It seems clear, but the most critical link is missing.

At the moment when he was in a mess and followed Ji Liao to the ward, Lu Xiaorui seemed to remember something and hurriedly called out to him.

"Ah, that's right," Lu Xiaorui suddenly came back to her senses, and hurriedly said, "I remembered! I remember the moment before I closed my eyes and lost consciousness, I seemed to faintly see a... a blue figure passing by... "