kiss goodnight

Wen Ke put on his police uniform, put on a tie, opened the door and went downstairs.Stepping out of the unit door, he turned around and stood in the night, the window lattice of 403 was bright, and there was no figure of Jiang Yi'an by the window.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed Jiang Yi'an's number.

"Wen Ke." Jiang Yi'an connected in a second.

Wen Ke: "Come to the window."

The night wind was slightly hot, Wen Ke raised his head and stared, and after a while, the person he wanted to see appeared in his vision.The glass window reflected the shining stars, but it was not half as dazzling as Jiang Yi'an, Wen Ke said: "Watch me leave from now on."

Jiang Yi'an explained: "I was thinking about other things just now."

The conversation paused for a few seconds, and there were only two fiery gazes left. With the light of the street lamps on, Wen Ke suddenly said, "I realize that I have really failed."

Stretching out his hand to grab the curtain, rubbing the rough texture with his palm, Jiang Yi'an looked nervous, and Wen Ke seldom uttered such words: "Why do you say that?"

"It can also give you the energy to think about other things besides me, which shows that I have not done enough." Wen Ke opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz and leaned into the driver's seat, "I have to review myself."

Jiang Yi'an hurriedly said: "No, listen to me..."

"Yi'an, go to rest obediently. If you want me to be happy, focus more on 'expectation'." Wen Ke's voice was very low and light, with a gentle tone, with soothing power, "Right now, you can look forward to the 'Carnival' in the early morning. When the 'Carnival' is over, you can look forward to what I will let happen tomorrow. It ends tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow."

The memory goes back to the night of New Year's Day, Wen Ke stayed behind Jiang Yi'an, watching him curl up on the side of the road in a daze, wiping the dirty mud on his shoes with his white and clean hands.But now, Wen Ke said: "I am standing in front of you, you have to learn to look forward."

Jiang Yi'an got stuck: "I, I didn't, I didn't..."

Wen Ke: "Wave with me."

He raised his left arm dully, waved it lightly twice, then touched the cold glass, and a thin circle of mist surrounded his fingertips. Jiang Yi'an's heart was beating violently, and he looked at Wen Ke obsessively: "I'll wait for you return."

After hanging up the call, Wen Ke threw the phone into the storage compartment, stepped on the accelerator and rushed straight to the police station.When he entered the office, his right eyelid jumped unexpectedly. Wen Ke frowned and pressed the combination lock, and began to search in the safe. He pressed the document of the "Implementation Plan for Traffic Organization" under the data box.

Hearing the knock on the door, Wen Ke turned his head, and the deputy captain of the traffic police brigade was silent: "Team Wen."

Wen Ke asked, "Haven't you left work yet?"

Mo Mo took a step closer, showing difficulty, and begged, "I'm supposed to be on duty tonight, but something happened suddenly at home, I want to ask you for a short leave, and I'll return to the team as soon as I'm done."

Wen Ke: "Who is left in the team?"

Silence: "Only the instructor is here."

Wen Ke glanced at his watch and estimated the time to take Jiang Yi'an to the amusement park: "I'll take it for you, I'll give you five hours, can you come back?"

Nodding silently: "Enough."

Wen Ke said, "Go and do your work."

After handing over the documents to the instructor, and helping him complete part of the file arrangement by the way, Wen Ke sat in the duty room, kneading his frowning brows, feeling extremely uncomfortable all over.He relaxed his shoulders and picked up the phone record book on the desktop, flipped through it casually, and went back to the office to fetch a stack of yellowed pages, most of which were the files of the "traffic accident case".

Wen Ke's reading speed is extremely fast, and his work efficiency is very high. Because of his dedication, he doesn't care about the passage of time.Thinking of looking at the watch, the hour hand was close to zero, silently returning to the team and returning to his post.

Changing out of his police uniform in the office, Wen Ke washed his face scribbled, locked the door and left anxiously.Just as he stepped down the front steps, his cell phone rang. He took out his pocket and took a look. His right eyelid twitched. It was Xie Rong.

Wen Ke moved the phone closer to his ear: "What's the matter?"

Xie Rong yelled angrily directly: "Fuck! We brought a drug trafficking den, [-] kilograms of 'ma/gu', and we chased the fleeing gangs separately, bastard, drive one away!"

Wen Ke frowned: "Driving?"

The noise of tires scraping against the ground came from the receiver, and Xie Rong said sharply, "That grandson hit and injured two of my police officers!"

"What?" Wen Ke looked up at the sparsely populated street in front of the police station, without hesitation, turned around and hurried back to the office building, angrily said, "Give me the direction."

Xie Rong: "Currently near Shimao Street, this guy is probably on drugs/drugs, the car is driving erratically, and his fucking speed has been increasing. I can't follow closely, and the other two teams are preparing to outflank him and lure him to thistle Gate Bridge." He turned the steering wheel around and turned around, panting, "Jing N7H2G5, black BMW X4, I have three predicted routes, Hanhe Road around the island, Xiaoying East Gate, and Jimen Bridge."

Wen Ke said seriously: "Time."

Xie Rong: "It's about 10 minutes away from Jimen Bridge."

"It's too late." Wen Ke felt windy under his feet, and greeted Shen Mo into the office, "You want us to stop the car empty-handed?"

Xie Rong wiped the sweat off his face, and said helplessly, "Brother, it's really not my fault."

After disconnecting, Wen Ke supported the table with both hands, lowered his head and took a deep breath, cleared his mind and asked silently: "Who is on duty at Hanhe Road Huandao and Xiaoying Dongkou?"

Mo Mo quickly replied: "Han Xiaojun."

Wen Ke calmly analyzed: "Inform him to move the nearby isolation piers as much as possible, no matter how bad the rubber road cones are. Only the west and south exits are open around the island at night, and immediately set up roadblocks. You bring a patrol team to meet up."

Shen Mo responded immediately, turned around, and then turned around and asked, "Xiaoying Dongkou/To whom?"

Wen Ke's cell phone rang again, and seeing the caller clearly, he put his tense shoulders aside for the time being, urged the silence away, and swiped the screen to answer: "Uncle Yan."

Yan Ming: "I have arrived at the east entrance of Xiaoying. There is a high probability that Xie Rong's prediction will not be wrong. You should guard the most important Jimen Bridge. Hurry up."

Wen Ke: "Understood, you should be careful in everything."

Yan Ming: "Xiao Ke."

Wen Ke responded, Yan Ming said: "Don't be reckless, don't be arbitrary, don't fight recklessly, the accident three years ago must never happen again, do you hear me clearly?"

"It's clear." Wen Ke said with certainty, "Don't worry."

Yan Ming: "There are more." He paused for a second, "Guns are allowed."

The incident happened suddenly and the situation was urgent. Wen Ke turned the lockable drawer, and there was a 92G inside.With a calm and calm expression, Wen Ke put the gun on his waist, closed his eyes and then opened them again, a trace of coldness flashed in his hard eyes, he quickly pressed a string of numbers on the phone screen, and the other party's immature voice came from the receiver : "Boss."

Wen Ke: "Duan Yang, report your location."

His tone was scary, Duan Yang realized something was wrong, and immediately straightened his body: "Report! The 'Huanyu Sports Center' is about two kilometers north of Jimen Bridge."

Wen Ke was only [-]% sure at this time: "Gather the nearby team members who are still on duty and block the second entrance of Jimen Bridge from south to north. It is too late to move the roadblock. Use a motorcycle to cross the road to intercept. I will be there soon."

With the Mercedes-Benz engine on, Wen Ke drove away from the police station, speeding through the intersection, his brain kept running, planning a plan that could be implemented.The bell rang like an earth-shattering reminder, Wen Ke was controlling the steering wheel with one hand, and at a speed of 115 per hour, he swiped the screen irritably: "I hope it's not bad news."

Xie Rong: "The grandson is on the Jimen Bridge, damn it, go backwards!"

Wen Ke finally breathed a sigh of relief, changed the Bluetooth headset to answer the call, and a bright blue light lit up in the dark: "I bet that he will go retrograde, the second entrance is connected to G6, and a section of Lianshi Road is the Yancheng Expressway. Want to get out of town."

Xie Rong growled and asked, "Who is guarding there?"

Wen Ke: "Duan Yang."

Xie Rong: "This person is very important, we must do everything possible to stop it."

"I want to catch him more than you do." Wen Ke said, "I'm here."

The author says:

Thanks for reading.

Weekend continues.

* Regarding cases, I am not very good at it. There will definitely be many mistakes and loopholes. Thank you for your tolerance.