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Ren Erdong was squatting on the steps beside the entrance of the inpatient department building of the hospital, smoking a cigarette, surrounded by people coming and going, but he was as steady as an old dog.When he saw a silver-gray off-road vehicle back into the only parking space in the parking lot coquettishly like a carp wagging its tail, he immediately threw away his cigarette butt and ran over.

He opened the driver's door, Xia Bingyang got out of the car with a bend, took off his sunglasses and went straight to No. [-] inpatient building: "Ai Lu is on it?"

Ren Erdong took a bottle of water from his car, twisted the cap and followed him: "I just came out of her ward."

"How is she?"

"Let's recuperate, what else can I do."

They walked through the lobby to the elevator, and it happened that the elevator stopped on the first floor, and people poured into the elevator.

Ren Erdong was squeezed into a corner by the crowd, and he had to lift one foot to barely stand up. In order not to let himself fall, he put his arm around Xia Bingyang's shoulder and said, "Just now there was news from Lang Xixi that there is a public servant in the civil servant's quarter. Qin Ping was found in the surveillance on the nearby Chunjiang Road."

"time?"

"July 31 at 56:[-] p.m."

"Are you sure it's Qin Ping?"

"Who else is it other than Qin Ping? Wearing a sewing hat and black clothes for mourning in the hot summer. And the Judicial Identification Center has already checked, the Qin Ping found on Chunjiang Road and the height and body of Qin Ping found in Changshui No. [-] The similarity is very high, he didn't run away."

While talking, the [-]th floor arrived, Xia Bingyang squeezed out of the elevator from the crowd, bent over and brushed off the trouser legs stepped on by someone, and strode towards Ai Lu's ward.

There were two plainclothes guards outside Ai Lu's ward. The two plainclothes were eating boxed lunches. When they saw Xia Bingyang, they put down their boxed lunches and got up and said, "Captain Xia."

Xia Bingyang looked at the white disposable lunch boxes they put on the chairs: "I'll give you half an hour off and go out for a meal."

The two wiped their mouths and raced away.

Xia Bingyang walked to the ward, and looked in through the glass window on the door, and saw several students standing or sitting in the ward, all wearing school uniforms, some carrying schoolbags, chatting with Ai Lu.

He opened the door and walked in. The students immediately turned their heads to look at him. Ai Lu, who was sitting on the hospital bed, smiled and called out: "Officer Xia."

Ren Erdong also came in, clapping his hands to drive away the flock and said, "It's time, students, you are going to be late for class."

A gentle boy wearing glasses said to Ai Lu, "Ai Lu, take care of your wounds, and we will come to see you next time."

Ai Lu nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

A group of students left in a huff and some politely said 'Goodbye, Uncle Policeman'.

When the last student walked out, Ren Erdong closed the door of the ward, blocked the door with his body, and exchanged a glance with Xia Bingyang.

There was a chair next to the hospital bed, and on the chair was a bouquet of small light yellow and white daisies.Xia Bingyang picked up the flowers and put them up on the corner of the table, then sat down on the chair and looked at Elmo for a while, before asking: "Are they all your classmates?"

Ailu is holding a blue plush doll in her arms, and there are brand-new tags on her ears, which can be seen as a gift she just received.

She wrapped her slender fingers around the doll's long ears and said, "Yes, they are all my friends."

Xia Bingyang looked around, saw a fruit basket, and said as if chatting with her: "Want to eat an apple? I'll help you peel the apple."

As he spoke, he tore off a layer of plastic film wrapped around the fruit basket, took out an apple and a fruit knife, and really peeled the apple.

Ai Lu looked at the delicate and sharp fruit knife in his hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Then, Xia Bingyang chatted with her about how to make up for the homework that fell in the past two days, and started a discussion about the species of the plush toy she was holding in her arms.

He called the doll in her arms the green-haired water monster in Wang Xiaobo's book. Ai Lu was amused by him and said that she wanted to buy a copy of "The Green-haired Water Monster" to read.

Xia Bingyang said that he could give her a copy, and amidst Ai Lu's laughter, he still maintained a flat and relaxed tone, and said, "Why are you lying?"

Ai Lu leaned against the bed and looked at him, the smile on her face gradually faded, but she was still smiling: "What?"

Xia Bingyang lowered his head slightly, as if concentrating on peeling apples: "You said that the door was ajar when you entered the room, but I found out that someone opened the door for you before you entered room 304."

The last piece of peel fell off from the flesh, Xia Bingyang put down the fruit knife, and handed the peeled apple to Ai Lu: "Do you want to eat it?"

Elle froze for a moment, then shook her head.

Xia Bingyang took the apple back, took a bite of the crunchy and sweet flesh, looked at her and said, "You knew there was someone in the room before you entered, so you knocked on the door. Since you can enter the room after seeing the person who opened the door, It means that you know this person, or you have made an appointment to meet in advance, and this person is not Qin Ping. But you lied, and the reason you lied is to conceal the identity of the person who actually opened the door for you. So kill Yu Bingjie It's not Qin Ping, but the one who opened the door for you."

Ai Lu stared at him for a while, then lowered her head in a panic, her fingers still mechanically twirling the long ears of the 'green hairy water monster'.

She didn't speak, and Xia Bingyang didn't rush her, just ate the apple slowly, and occasionally glanced at the watch on his hand.

Two minutes later, Ai Lu couldn't bear the pressure brought by Xia Bingyang's eyes, and suddenly bit her lower lip forcefully, crying slightly: "I, I didn't—"

With a sound of 'hutong', Xia Bingyang threw the remaining half of the apple into the trash can at the foot of the bed. The sound startled Ai Lu, and she almost burst into tears.

Xia Bingyang looked at her sternly: "Don't lie to me again, if I can't find evidence to prove that you lied, I won't come to you."

Ailu curled up in a corner of the hospital bed, with her head bowed deeply, her long hair fell down from the side of her face, covering her whole face.

Seeing that she was still silent and showing a tendency to resist, Xia Bingyang decided to attack, and looked at her and asked in a deep tone: "You killed Yu Bingjie?"

Ai Lu was taken aback, and said anxiously: "No! It's not me! I didn't!"

Xia Bingyang said slowly: "But if you don't explain clearly why you lied, your identity is very suspicious. I can definitely take you back to the police station for interrogation."

Ailu's face turned pale for a while, and she pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "I tell you, can you not tell others?"

"Who is the other?"

"My classmates, teachers, and my uncle and aunt."

"Let's hear it first."

Ai Lu grabbed the 'Green Water Monster' by the ear, choked up and said, "I'm sorry, Officer Xia. I did lie to you."

"You need to tell me the truth now, who is the person who opened the door for you in room 304?"

Allu said: "I don't know who he is."

Xia Bingyang frowned coldly, Ai Lu caught a glimpse of his face, and hurriedly said: "Really, I really don't know who he is."

Xia Bingyang looked at her expressionlessly: "Go ahead."

Ai Lu lowered her head, a faint blush appeared on her pale face, and said as if embarrassed: "He is, Yu Bingjie's guest."

Xia Bingyang was really surprised. Even if Ai Lu didn't speak clearly, he could still imagine the reason why a female high school student went to a sensual place to meet a 'guest'.Although he understood, he had to ask clearly: "Be clear about the relationship between that person and Yu Bingjie."

Ai Lu twitched and said: "Yu Bingjie's family conditions are not good. She has been doing compensated dating since the first year of high school. Liu Changran has always introduced clients to her, and that night was also—"

"Etc., etc."

The amount of information in these two sentences is really a bit large, Xia Bingyang asked her to stop first, frowned and thought for a while, and then said: "Yu Bingjie has been doing compensatory dating since the first year of high school?"

"Yes."

"Who introduced her to the door?"

"Liu Changran."

Xia Bingyang was annoyed for no reason: "What is the relationship between Liu Changran and her?"

As if frightened, Ai Lu whispered, "It's a boyfriend and girlfriend, Yu Bingjie likes Liu Changran, and she is doing compensated|dating to buy gifts for Liu Changran."

Xia Bingyang was even more annoyed, trying to stabilize his emotions: "Go on, how did Liu Changran introduce guests to her?"

"Yu Bingjie told me that she doesn't need to worry about anything. Liu Changran will arrange everything. She is only responsible for going to the hotel on time."

Ren Erdong, who had been listening at the door for a long time, couldn't help but said, "What are you children... oh."

Xia Bingyang glared at him, motioned him not to interrupt, looked at Ai Lu and continued to ask: "Liu Changran is also responsible for collecting money?"

"After the work is done, the customer will pay Yu Bingjie directly in cash."

In this way, there is no place to check the bank statement.

Xia Bingyang rubbed his forehead irritatedly: "On the night of July 7, the person who opened the door for you in room 31 was Liu Changran who introduced Yu Bingjie as a 'guest'?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you go with Yu Bingjie?"

The look on Ai Lu's face was even more embarrassing, and she said in a low voice: "I, I am short of money."

This seems to be a reason that can explain all motivations.

Xia Bingyang looked at her with suspicion in his eyes: "How did Yu Bingjie die?"

Ai Lu's face turned bright red, and she told the cause of Yu Bingjie's death.

In short, the guest they met had some weird sexual preferences; he proposed to have two girls cooperate with him to stage a 'rape' scene.

Experienced Yu Bingjie negotiated the price with the customer and then accepted the customer's request, but an accident occurred during the "sitto drama"; , thinking that Yu Bingjie's yelling to stop calling for help was also cooperating with his acting, until Yu Bingjie buried her face in the carpet and stopped breathing, only then did she realize that she had died.

When Yu Bingjie was not breathing, the customer planned to call 120, but was stopped by Ai Lu.

Ai Lu buried her face in her arms, curled up in the corner of the bed, her long hair covered her face, choked up and said, "I can't let him call 120, Yu Bingjie was already dead at that time, and he definitely couldn't be rescued. The hospital will definitely call the police, then Yu Bingjie and I..."

She sniffled and cried, "Everyone will know that Yu Bingjie and I went to the nightclub to do that kind of thing."

Before coming to the hospital, Xia Bingyang calculated the various reasons for Ai Lu's lies, and doubted the various motives of Ai Lu's lies, but she never doubted that she and Yu Bingjie still had some kind of shady identities, and in order to hide their identities, Ai Lu Lou can fool the police.

But Xia Bingyang also had to admit that Ai Lu was very smart, she was able to keep calm thinking in the mental shock of her friend's sudden death, and fully imagined that if the cause of Yu Bingjie's death was revealed, then what was waiting for her was the identity of a "companion|dating girl" exposure.Once her identity is exposed, her classmates, friends, teachers and everyone around her will look at her differently.

The exposure of her dishonorable identity is undoubtedly a fatal blow to a young girl.

Xia Bingyang looked at her thin and thin silhouette curled up in the corner trembling slightly, and heard her sobbing like a kitten, and suddenly felt a burst of unreal absurdity.He still remembers Ai Lu's quiet and demure face. Although Ai Lu hides her face now, he can still see the expression of fear and guilt on Ai Lu's face.But Ailu's face suddenly split open in front of him, as if a mask had been torn off, revealing the face of a fair, beautiful, silent and cold girl.

Xia Bingyang listened to her weeping, and felt that the sound was far away, so far away that it didn't seem to come from the body of the girl in front of her.

He suddenly wondered, is she really feeling sorry for the dead Yu Bingjie?

The answer was ambiguous because she said: "Officer, I beg you, don't tell anyone about this...I'm going to take the college entrance examination next year and I still want to go to university."

Xia Bingyang did not respond to her request, but looked at her solemnly and asked, "Then what happened to the wound on your head?"

Ai Lu was out of breath from crying, and her gossamer-like voice floated out through the quilt, leaving only a thin strand: "I let that person beat me."

Xia Bingyang couldn't restrain a sneer from the corner of his lips: "You're really smart."

Elle was silent.

Xia Bingyang said: "You created wounds for yourself, lied that Qin Ping attacked you and killed Yu Bingjie, and blamed Qin Ping for the murderer, not only to hide the real murderer of Yu Bingjie, but also to hide You and Yu Bingjie's identities as 'aid|dating girls', is that right?"

Ai Lu's tone was a little calmer, but her voice was softer: "I have no choice, otherwise I can't explain the reason why Yu Bingjie and I went to the nightclub, nor the cause of Yu Bingjie's death."

Xia Bingyang took a deep breath, looked at her and asked, "Who was the guest that night?"

"I don't know, really don't. We didn't ask his name, and he didn't ask ours."

Xia Bingyang looked at her coldly for a moment, then suddenly said: "Show evidence."

Ai Lu raised her head slowly, revealing a pale face soaked in tears, looking blankly at Xia Bingyang: "What evidence?"

"The reason why you and Yu Bingjie went to the Bellagio and the real murderer who killed Yu Bingjie are just your one-sided words. Now that Yu Bingjie and Liu Changran are dead, we cannot obtain evidence from them. If you want to prove that what you said is true, then Just show the evidence, otherwise your suspicion will still not be cleared."

Ailu's face was dazed, seemingly helpless, like a straw taken away by the rushing river, drifting blankly, unable to go ashore.

She shook her head weakly: "I'm telling the truth, but I don't have what you want—"

She was blindfolded suddenly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she remembered something.

Xia Bingyang saw it, and asked, "What did you remember?"

"An account."

"What account?"

"A website account, Liu Changran will post on that website regularly, and most of the customers are looking for it there."

"Do you know the username and password?"

Ai Lu shook her head: "I only remember the username, not the password."

Xia Bingyang gave her pen and paper: "Write down the name and user name of the website."

Ai Lu quickly handed him a page with the website name and user name on it. Xia Bingyang took it and folded it directly and put it in his breast pocket. The only people who are telling the truth are the guests in room 304, and I will send a portrait expert to come over to take a portrait later, if you think of clues that can point to his identity, you must contact me immediately."

Ai Lu lowered her head, not daring to look at him: "I see."

Before leaving, Xia Bingyang glanced at her again, and softened his voice slightly: "Rest, no one will come to you in a short time."

The two plainclothes men who had been on vacation for half an hour had already returned from their meal and were sitting on the bench at the door waiting for orders.Xia Bingyang gave them a few words, and then left the inpatient building with Ren Erdong.

Sitting in Xia Bing's foreign car, Ren Erdong first turned up the air conditioner in the car to the maximum, and then said: "That's not right."

Xia Bingyang drove out of the hospital gate and merged into the highway: "Which place is wrong?"

Ren Erdong turned to him, and made a gesture of long talk: "If the truth is what Ai Lu said, the person who entered room 304 in advance was the guest Liu Changran found for them, then the person who called Bellagio to book a room The person is Liu Changran himself. Since Yu Bingjie’s death has nothing to do with Qin Ping, how did Liu Changran die? How can we explain the hair and skin tissue belonging to Qin Ping we found in Liu Xiaofei’s dormitory?”

Xia Bingyang put on his sunglasses, looked at the road ahead and said, "The clues we got before combined Yu Bingjie's case and Liu Changran's case together, because the suspect is Qin Ping. Although we have found evidence to prove the death of Qin Ping and Yu Bingjie It doesn't matter, but there is no evidence to prove that Qin Ping and Liu Changran's death have nothing to do. So don't change the investigation direction of Liu Changran's case just because of the turning point in Yu Bingjie's case. You can sort out the two cases separately and make sense."

Ren Erdong frowned and thought for a while: "Then I will follow your train of thought; since Ai Lu said that the person who was waiting for them in room 304 on the night of the incident was the guest introduced by Liu Changran, then the person who called Bellagio to book a room The person is Liu Changran himself. We suspected that Qin Ping killed Liu Chang and then used Liu Changran's mobile phone to call Bellagio to book a room, and then lured Yu Bingjie and Ai Lu to Bellagio, and wanted to attack them. Now it seems This line of thinking is wrong, because the person who called Bellagio to book a room was Liu Changran, which means...Qin Ping killed Liu Changran after Liu Changran made a reservation, and Qin Ping's target Not Yu Bingjie, Ai Lu, and Liu Changran, but Liu Changran alone?"

Xia Bingyang thought for a while calmly, and then said: "No, Liu Changran died of murder, while Yu Bingjie died of an accident. Qin Ping only cleared the suspicion of murdering Yu Bingjie, but he is still a major suspect in Liu Changran's death .”

Ren Erdong snapped his fingers: "Yes, yes, I will understand if you say that."

Xia Bingyang took out the paper from his shirt pocket and handed it to Ren Erdong: "Let Lang Xixi find out this account number and password as soon as possible."

Ren Erdong unfolded the paper, looked at it and said, "Do you still need to send someone to protect Ai Lu?"

Xia Bingyang said: "Even if Yu Bingjie's accidental death has nothing to do with Qin Ping, Qin Ping still has a serious suspicion of killing Liu Changran. Qin Ping's motive for killing Liu Changran is the same as his motive for killing Wang Yao six years ago. , Yu Bingjie and Ai Lu are also on his revenge list. Now Yu Bingjie is dead and only Ai Lu is alive, so I still think Ai Lu is Qin Ping's last target. The current investigation direction is still progressing according to the general direction we summarized in the previous meeting , don't disturb the current pace because of Yu Bingjie."

Ren Erdong couldn't help feeling in his heart that Xia Bingyang was able to maintain a calm and careful thinking at all times, and make analysis and issue effective instructions at the first time, which is too difficult to achieve.When they were all tied up by complicated and changeable cases, Xia Bingyang was always able to jump out of the trap, guiding them to grope and walk in the fog with a wise and quick thinking like a bystander.

He had heard a saying called "a wise man has no confusion", and it couldn't be more appropriate to use this sentence to describe Xia Bingyang.

He sent the website name and user name to Lang Xixi, and the phone rang just as soon as he sent the message.

"Old Lu, what's the matter?"

Lao Lu said, "Yu Bingjie's autopsy report is out."

Ren Erdong turned on the hands-free and placed it next to Xia Bingyang: "Let's talk."

Old Lu said: "The cause of death was indeed mechanical suffocation caused by strangling the back of the neck and compressing the chest. The wound identification was basically the same as what I speculated at the crime scene—"

Xia Bingyang interrupted him, and asked directly: "Did the deceased have sex|acts during his lifetime?"

Old Lu said: "This is exactly what I want to tell you. The deceased's hymen was ruptured old, and the lips of the vagina were slightly red and swollen, as if they had been cleaned and scrubbed."

"scrub?"

"Yes, the deceased's genitals have been cleaned. Except for the slight swelling of the labia, no semen spots were found, so it is impossible to determine whether the deceased had sex before his death. But I found a small amount in the left gluteal vortex of the deceased's buttocks urine."

Ren Erdong frowned: "Urine? Does this man have a prostate problem?"

Xia Bingyang did not draw conclusions lightly, but said: "At least it means that someone took off Yu Bingjie's pants before."

Ren Erdong chatted with Lao Lu for a few more words, then hung up the phone, and said: "Although no sperm spot was found, the symptoms Lao Lu mentioned can basically confirm that Yu Bingjie had sex before his death." After finishing speaking, He looked at Xia Bingyang and said, "Then Ai Lu didn't lie this time."

Xia Bingyang said cautiously: "We can't make a conclusion yet, we'll wait until Lang Xixi finds out the account number."

Ren Erdong nodded, and was about to ask him if he was going back to the bureau to hold a seminar on the case, when Xia Bingyang's cell phone rang.

Xia Bingyang pressed on the car display and said, "Hello?"

"Hello, are you Mr. Xia Bingyang, the head of household 7, Block B, Building 707, Bishui Jinting?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"I'm the property owner. Do you have a cat?"

Xia Bingyang's lazy tone suddenly became serious: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Your cat has been stuck on the balcony railing for more than half an hour. The situation is very dangerous, and it may fall at any time—"

Before he finished speaking, Xia Bingyang said: "I'll go back right away!"

He hung up the phone, turned at the intersection in front of him, turned his back on the direction to the police station, then stopped the car on the side of the road, and told Ren Erdong: "Go back to the police station and give the things to Lang Xixi, let her Investigate as soon as possible."

Ren Erdong heard the dangerous situation conveyed by the property company in the car just now: "Isn't your cat going to jump off the building?"

Xia Bingyang ignored him, and stepped on the accelerator all the way back to the community on the verge of violating traffic regulations.

He parked the car on the side of the corridor of the community, got out of the car and looked up, and saw a group of orange cats hanging between the flowerpot and the guardrail.He quickly ran through the lobby and took the elevator upstairs. When he got home, he didn't even have time to change his shoes. He ran to the balcony and saw the little orange cat with half of its body falling outside the guardrail and hanging in the air, with its head stuck in the gap between the flowerpot and the guardrail. A small paw was scratching the flower pot persistently, and two small black bean-like eyes saw Xia Bingyang, sobbing and meowing.

Xia Bingyang first warned it, 'Don't move! 'Then kneeling on the balcony, one hand stretched out from the gap in the guardrail to grab its buttocks and moved it up a few centimeters, and then moved the flower plate away, and then smoothly pulled its suspended body back.

Due to the urgency of the situation, Xia Bingyang temporarily forgot that he was afraid of cats, and hugged the egg yolk in his arms with lingering fear, twisted its ear gently, and cursed: "You want to die!"

The egg yolk rubbed against his wrist, so he quickly put the egg yolk in the living room, and then closed the French windows leading to the balcony.

Xia Bingyang ran up all the way, and now he was standing in the living room with his waist pinched, panting and staring at the egg yolk. He stared at the egg yolk until he had lost his breath, and then gently kicked the kitten that was dangling beside him aside with his feet. : "Get out, stay away from me."

He washed his hands in the kitchen, and was about to feed the egg yolk some milk cake, when he pressed his hands on the kitchen counter, he was silent for a moment, as if he remembered something, then took out two eggs from the refrigerator, put them in the pot and lit the fire .

While waiting for the eggs to be cooked, he sat cross-legged on the floor of the living room and looked at the little orange cat lying on its side on the ground biting its own tail.

After looking at the cat for a while, he took out his mobile phone to find Ji Zheng's phone number, but he didn't dial it until seven or eight minutes later the eggs were cooked. He peeled the yolks and fed them, but the yolks refused to eat.In a hurry, he threw the egg yolk into the small egg yolk bowl, propped his chin with one hand and stared at the egg yolk sulkingly.

Suddenly, the sullen expression on his face disappeared, as if he had found a suitable reason to call Ji Zheng, he picked up the mobile phone on the floor and dialed Ji Zheng's number.While waiting for the call to be connected, he continued to try to lure out the kitten hidden under the sofa: "Egg yolk, come out to eat, egg yolk?" As he spoke, he found that the phone was connected, so he asked: "Brother Ji Zheng, Why don’t you eat the egg yolk? I didn’t cook it—”

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly fell silent, keenly aware that the person on the other end of the phone who had been silent did not seem to be Ji Zheng, so he asked, "Who are you?"

The other party didn't answer, just hung up the phone.

Xia Bingyang is well aware of how much Ji Zheng pays attention to personal privacy. It is impossible for him to hand over private items such as mobile phones to others, unless that person has an extraordinary relationship with him.Thinking of this level, Xia Bingyang's complexion turned from doubt to clarity, and then a deeper layer of emptiness emerged.He didn't feel anything, he just felt his heart drop hard, very low.

The little orange cat hiding under the sofa came out slowly, and lay down at his feet to nibble the egg yolk.

He stared at the kitten blankly for a while, then dropped the phone, broke the egg yolk into granules and threw it in the small basin.

About 5 minutes later, the phone rang, and the display showed 'Ji Zheng'.

He squinted at the phone screen, unhurriedly broke the remaining half of the egg yolk, and then wiped his hands before answering the call.

"Did you call just now?"

Ji Zheng asked with a smile.

Xia Bingyang gave an expressionless 'hmm', and then said bluntly, "You didn't pick it up."

On the other side of the phone, Ji Zheng was sitting on the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows watching the rain, holding the phone in one hand and slowly wiping his hair with a towel in the other.Because he didn't want to lie to Xia Bingyang, he avoided the vague core question of 'who answered the phone' and said, "Yes, I was taking a shower just now."

Xia Bingyang was keenly aware of his avoidance, and made many associations from his avoidance attitude, which caused him to be very emotional for a while, as if he was eager to say something to Ji Zheng, but he didn't know what to say.

Ji Zheng thought he had something to say, waited for a while, but didn't hear him, so he took the initiative to provoke the topic: "I went to Bailu Town Middle School today to ask, the missing child—"

Xia Bingyang was anxious, couldn't control his tone, and said to him: "I don't want to talk about missing children with you now!"

Ji Zheng wiped his hair and paused for a while, then slowly took off the towel and looked at the wind and rain whistling outside the window for a while, only said in a low voice: "Okay."

He looked at the raindrops dancing on the rushing sea, sighed very indistinctly, and asked softly, "Do you need me to hang up the phone?"

Xia Bingyang silently stared at the egg yolk lying on the edge of the small basin eating, and said in a stern tone full of anger, "How dare you."

Ji Zheng really didn't hang up the phone, but he didn't know what to say to him, or what he wanted to hear, and suddenly felt overwhelmingly tired, so he propped his forehead and listened to the phone in silence.

Xia Bingyang is very aware of how bad his attitude is at this time, and also knows that Ji Zheng, who was treated badly by him, is actually innocent, so the little rationality left in his mind made him put down his phone and take a deep breath until his emotions gradually calmed down After a while, he picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

This time, he was quite calm when he heard the sound of raindrops hitting the window from his mobile phone, and asked, "Is it raining?"

Hearing his words, Ji Zhengqiang cheered up a little: "Yes, it has been raining since noon, and it has been raining heavily."

Xia Bingyang turned his head and glanced at the scorching sun outside the window: "It's very hot here, and it hasn't rained a few times since the beginning of summer."

Ji Zheng took off the glasses on his face, gently kneaded the frame of the glasses with his fingertips, and gave a low 'hmm'.

The topic of rain was over, and the atmosphere gradually became dull again.

Xia Bingyang was rubbing the paper towel that he had just wiped his hands with, and twisted the corner of the paper towel into a pointed upside-down triangle. He pressed down on the pointed corner, and once he pressed hard, he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his fingertips. The pain made him tremble all over.

Somewhere in his heart seemed to be activated by this tingling feeling, and a force from nowhere made him ask directly: "Who was the person who answered the phone just now?"

Ji Zheng faced the storm with his eyes closed and was recuperating. He was a little drowsy, but he immediately woke up when he heard Xia Bingyang's words. He didn't think about the personal relationship between Yan Shen and him, so he thought for a moment and replied, "It's a family member of one of my clients. He happened to be here for a meeting, so we met."

This is the truth, Ji Zheng told himself in his heart, what he said was the truth.

Xia Bingyang believed it, and according to what he hoped, he only understood the superficial meaning of Ji Zheng's words.

Although the 'misunderstanding' had been resolved, Xia Bingyang didn't feel much relieved, but felt even more oppressed. It seemed that there was a big case in front of him, and he was urgently forced to make arrangements and come up with an investigation plan as soon as possible.Under the persecution of this inexplicable pressure, he decided to give Ji Zheng some hints, or in other words, give Ji Zheng some confessions.

He deliberately lowered his voice, pretending to be emotionless and said, "I thought it was your...boyfriend."

He said the last three words a little awkwardly. Although he knew it was wrong, he still felt very uncomfortable.

Ji Zheng was a little surprised, listening to the phone didn't respond for a while, until a gust of wind hit the window in front of him and made a dull sound, then he calmed down and said in a low voice: "No."

Once again the answer was clarified from his mouth, Xia Bingyang seemed to be inspired by some kind of heart, and grabbed the little orange cat who was buried in the egg yolk into his arms, and said: "Brother Ji Zheng, I have something to think about." Tell you."

"what's up?"

He stared firmly at the floor, tightly hugged the cat in his arms, his heart was pounding, but his expression remained unchanged: "I, I have someone I like."

Ji Zheng made himself a cup of coffee just now, but he didn't lose his appetite after making it, so he put it on the low table beside him. Now, in order to refresh himself, he remembered the coffee he made just now.When Xia Bingyang said on the phone that he had someone he liked, Ji Zheng picked up a sugar cube from a small white porcelain saucer and was about to put it into the coffee cup.

The tweezers holding the sugar cube hang over the coffee cup and remain still for a few seconds.Then Ji Zheng let go of his hand, watching the sugar cube fall into the sauce-brown coffee, splashing a thick splash, and slowly sinking to the bottom of the cup.

There seemed to be something in his heart that was slowly sinking deeper and deeper. It seemed that there was no bottom, but there was a muffled 'dong' sound.His mind was instantly emptied, and his body was also emptied, until his whole body felt light and empty, then he found his voice and said, "Really."

It's been a long time, this inexplicable sense of loss.The last time he experienced this feeling was when he stood in front of Xia Bingyang's bedroom and knocked on the door many years ago, Xia Bingyang called him 'get out' loudly.

But what Xia Bingyang heard was only his calm perfunctory after a brief silence.

As if reconciled, Xia Bingyang's tone was aggressive: "Don't you want to know who that person is?"

Ji Zheng slowly put down the tweezers, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked at the sea until he was completely relaxed before regaining his thoughts. As he said, he recalled the faces he had seen in his mind and asked: " Is it the female prosecutor surnamed Tang?"

His voice was very soft, very faint, as if it floated from a very far away place, and drifted away without paying attention.

Of course Xia Bingyang knew who the female prosecutor surnamed Tang he was talking about was. He was about to ask Ji Zheng why he knew Tang Ying, when he remembered that Ren Erdong had mentioned Tang Ying openly in front of Ji Zheng.At that time, he paid attention to Ji Zheng's face, but Ji Zheng didn't respond. He didn't expect Ji Zheng to remember Tang Ying.

Xia Bingyang raised the corners of her lips slightly and said, "No."

After finishing speaking, he was about to further confess to Ji Zheng, telling Ji Zheng that the person he liked was a man, but was interrupted by Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng closed his eyes and frowned, gently rubbing his forehead, there was a kind of unbearable pain between his deep brows, and he said in a low voice: "I don't know who that person is, can we stop talking about this topic? "

Xia Bingyang was startled, and hurriedly said: "Yes—"

Ji Zheng said: "I don't want to know, stop talking, Bingyang."

Xia Bingyang's whole body gradually turned cold from inside to outside, but the fire buried in his heart never went out, and he paused for a moment before saying: "Okay, then I won't talk about it on the phone, I'll tell you in person."

Ji Zheng could understand what he said, but he didn't understand what he meant: "What did you say?"

Xia Bingyang said: "I said I want to see you, did you hear me?"

Ji Zheng couldn't see him, only heard the difficult problem he posed for himself, and instantly became more helpless and exhausted, and said to him: "Bing Yang, this is not something I can decide."

Xia Bingyang gritted her teeth, and suddenly became ruthless: "I don't care, you fucking figure it out yourself!"