kiss goodnight

After the festival, Jingnan City wakes up in the early spring that is gradually warming up, showing a scene of prosperity.Han Xiaojun, who came back from his hometown, brought a few bags of special products to the brothers, one for the other and the other for spicy. Duan Yang tore a small piece of duck neck 5 minutes ago, and now he was drinking from the water dispenser.

Han Xiaojun leaned against the corridor window and raced against time to memorize the manuscript of "three and a half sentences". Tonight, he and Duan Yang and others performed on stage together, so he couldn't help being nervous.At exactly nine o'clock, the broadcast sounded. He received the manuscript, put on his police cap, and ran to the door to gather with the team members.

Duan Yang stuck out his smoking tongue and listened to the instructor's instructions on the precautions when checking vehicles. Their team was assigned to the "Yancheng Expressway" toll gate, with heavy traffic and heavy tasks. Fortunately, Wen Ke would go with them.

Arrived at the toll booth, set up an inspection checkpoint, placed reminder signs and reflective cones, Duan Yang had a walkie-talkie stuffed in front of his chest, a baton tied to his side, and a fluorescent yellow traffic police uniform was quite eye-catching by Canyang.

At the beginning of the inspection, Wen Ke drove a police car to the side of the highway. He took off his coat and opened the door. With a handsome figure, he wore a dark blue shirt neatly.

With one step on his long legs, he walked to Duan Yang's side in three or two steps, and put his fingers into the pure cotton white gloves. Wen Ke instructed: "Pay attention to observation, pay attention to politeness, salute first and then talk, do you understand?"

Seven or eight voices merged into one loud voice: "Understood!"

Wen Ke withdrew from the interrogation circle and watched from a distance. The clouds and mist were turning, and it was already noon in the blink of an eye. Duan Yang and Han Xiaojun completed the task brilliantly, and even thoughtfully prepared water and "vertigo stop" to help people who might encounter motion sickness .

When no vehicles pass by, Duan Yang will look at the straight road, where the accident happened to his brother.Wen Ke stared at Duan Yang, who was beside the roadblock, feeling lost. In just three years, the boy had already inherited his brother's wish and shouldered the heavy responsibility.

Suddenly, Han Xiaojun yelled: "Stop!" Duan Yang ran over immediately after hearing the sound, and raised his arms to intercept the next modified jeep.The owner of the car lowered the window impatiently, chewing gum, and the gold chain on the thick neck is more eye-catching than the fluorescent police uniform.

Han Xiaojun saluted: "Hi sir, please show your driving license."

The man said arrogantly: "What did I do, why should I look at my certificate?"

Duan Yang replied patiently: "Your 'Wrangler' is over-modified. We need to check whether you have reported it to the vehicle management office. If not, you need to go to make a report immediately."

The man didn't bother to pay attention, put the gear on and lightly stepped on the accelerator: "Aren't you traffic policemen free in broad daylight? Have fun with this block of people? You can't afford to waste my time, you know?"

Duan Yang and Han Xiaojun were inexperienced and didn't know how to deal with unreasonable people. Seeing this, the rest of the police officers surrounded them and cut off the horseman's way.

Thinking of wasting time, but deliberately procrastinating, Wen Ke glanced at the license plate and made a call to the Municipal Vehicle Administration Head Office.After finding the report information of the jeep, he hung up the line, squinted his eyes like a falcon, and then walked quickly towards the Dongfeng truck speeding past the ETC entrance.

There are roadblocks and car stoppers on both sides, and Wen Ke stood in the middle as if strolling in the garden, and met the truck driver face to face.In the next second, the tires rubbed against the ground and made a sharp braking sound. The driver wiped off his sweat and turned his face away, guilty of not daring to look at Wen Ke.

Duan Yang got out of the chaos in a hurry and rushed over to do a routine inspection. He found at a glance that the cab, which could accommodate three people, had been remodeled to accommodate seven adults, either lying or lying down.

The truck illegally carried passengers, and was fined [-] and deducted [-] points. Duan Yang was sweating on the side of his face, kept his mind clear, issued the ticket calmly, took pictures, and registered for the record.After processing according to the procedures, when he was about to release, Wen Ke who had been silent all this time said abruptly: "What is in the carriage?"

The hand holding the book trembled, and the driver responded tremblingly: "Medical anesthetic."

Wen Ke took off his gloves and tilted his head at Duan Yang: "Open the box."

Han Xiaojun finished the inspection of the modified Jeep and helped Duan Yang move and unpack the boxes, but they could only browse briefly, without professional tools, and could not verify whether the outer packaging was consistent with the real thing.

Duan Yang: "Boss, do you need to take samples for inspection?"

Wen Ke observed the truck driver's expression, walked around to the rear of the truck, touched the door, and said, "Let's go."

After the wrangler and the truck left, the police officers gathered towards Wen Ke one after another. Duan Yang asked inexplicably, "Why did you let him go again? I just remembered that according to the regulations, we can detain the car and arrest people."

Wen Ke: "Fishing with a line."

As soon as the words came out, Duan Yang frowned: "Is there a problem with the goods?" He was stunned, "Boss, you didn't even look at it, how did you find out?"

Wen Ke sipped a cigarette between his lips, and said with a smile: "That refitted car and the truck are together, and the purpose of the refitted car is to attract your attention, to catch you, so that the truck can pass safely."

Duan Yang and others listened carefully, and Wen Ke continued to explain: "Including trucks illegally carrying passengers, it is also a blindfold. Usually we find out one problem, and it is easy to ignore the other."

With several pairs of eyes fixed on Wen Ke, Duan Yang asked, "Then what should we do next?"

Wen Ke took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Xie Rong, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. The voice from the receiver clearly reached everyone's ears: "Team Wen."

Wen Ke: "'Jing A6ZK49', a Dongfeng Tianjin truck, red, left the toll gate of Yancheng Expressway at 12:36. The possibility of forgery of the license plate cannot be ruled out. I left fingerprints on the rear door for your convenience."

Xie Rong: "Thank you brother, I understand."

Duan Yang held a small notebook and said in shock: "Boss, have you memorized the license plate? What, what fingerprints?"

Wen Ke straightened his police cap and glanced over everyone's face: "You still have a lot to learn, take your time. Now call it a day and go prepare for the evening's activities."

The group dispersed, and Duan Yang and Han Xiaojun slammed onto Wen Ke's police car shamelessly.After wheeling into the loop, Han Xiaojun hugged the back of the co-pilot's seat: "Team Wen, I heard you plan to put on a solo show?"

Wen Ke glanced at the rearview mirror, and the faces of the two children were as excited as if they had won 500 million: "Yeah."

Duan Yang rubbed his hands together and asked, "Whose song are you going to sing?"

Wen Ke lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips to answer: "Mage's."

Mage?Duan Yang was taken aback for a moment, then faced out the window, thinking, why does it sound familiar?

Back in the dormitory, Wen Ke went into the bathroom to take a shower, wrapped his lower body in a towel, and stood in front of the mirror to shave.It is a rare time for him to wear a perfume with a light grass tone, a purple turtleneck sweater with a pair of straight-leg trousers, and a pair of black Derby shoes on his feet.Wen Ke randomly grabbed two handfuls of hair with hairspray, his forehead was half-naked/exposed, and his whole body exuded a clean and elegant temperament.

Duan Yang opened the door and looked to the left. Yingjun's straight body was covered with a long windbreaker. He stretched his neck and gave a "wow" and gave a thumbs up: "Boss, you are so charming!"

Wen Ke turned the lock on the door and put the key in his pocket: "Go to the auditorium first, I'll go there later."

Speeding away from the bustling urban area, the colorful night scene swayed outside the window, the commercial circle was full of lights, streamers spread layer upon layer on the glass window, but Wen Ke didn't care to appreciate it.An hour later, the Mercedes-Benz drove into the Moli neighborhood. Wen Ke could only see one direction. He stopped the car, left the engine on, stepped out of the driver's seat, and looked straight up at a pane with blacked-out lights.

In 403, Jiang Yi'an wore a mask under his chin, and his tied-up hair exuded a refreshing lemon scent. He also washed and dressed carefully, but changed his shoes. When he really wanted to step out of the threshold in front of him, he hesitated.Only this time, Jiang Yi'an completely ignored himself, and was completely thinking about Wen Ke.

If Wen Ke's colleagues recognize him and know about the "dirty things" rumored on the Internet, Jiang Yi'an grips the doorknob tightly, veins protruding from the back of his hand, he grits his teeth and thinks, he can be dirty, but Wen Ke can't.

After several contacts, Jiang Yi'an was extremely grateful for Wen Ke's kindness to him, but he couldn't accept it calmly. After a long time, he would rely too much on Wen Ke's goodness, and he would get used to making progress, but his sick self would only do it for him. Bring more trouble.

Jiang Yi'an slowly let go of his hand in the familiar darkness, and stood still for a long time. He raised his head, and the clock froze at seven o'clock.Moving to the window, in the warm light and shadow under the street lamp, there stood the person Jiang Yian yearned for, his fingertips touched the cold glass, and he hid in the shadow beside him when Wen Ke looked towards this side, finally, the sound of closing the door pierced through the long the silence.

Jiang Yi'an secretly stared at the red tail lights disappearing into the dark night like thick ink. He leaned against the wall and lowered his head alone, like a child who lost his favorite toy.The nasal cavity became sore uncontrollably, Jiang Yi'an guessed that Wen Ke must be very disappointed, and he will never appear behind the door not far away.

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