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The small blue villa has been put under the desk by Xia Bingyang since it was dismantled by Ji Zheng last time, and there is still no time to rebuild it.The sun gradually moved to the highest position in the day, the sun became hot and venomous, a light refracted through the window slowly moved to Ji Zheng's back, it was really unbearably hot.Ji Zheng put down the party member propaganda magazine he had read halfway through, got up and closed a blind, and when he turned around, he inadvertently saw a blue corner exposed under Xia Bingyang's desk, which seemed to be the shape of the eaves.He took a closer look, and it was indeed a model toy that he accidentally dismantled not long ago.So he moved the fragmented villa to the conference table, and started the long and detailed construction project.

When he was concentrating on doing something, he was so focused that he forgot the sultry temperature in the office, and he really reached the state of calm and natural coolness.When the office door was pushed open unexpectedly, a gust of convective wind hit him, causing a slight chill, and he realized that his face and neck were sweating.

Lang Xixi came in with a box of Lapsang Souchong and said, "Doctor Ji, why don't you turn on the air conditioner?"

She met Ji Zheng and chatted a few words, except for Xia Bingyang in this building, she is the person who has the most contact with Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng took off the glasses on his face, took out a tissue from the tissue box on the table to wipe off the thin layer of sweat on the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile: "I didn't find the remote control of the air conditioner."

This office is equipped with an old-fashioned hanging air conditioner. The air conditioner is installed at the same height as the ceiling and can only be controlled by a remote control.Ji Zheng was afraid that he could not rummage around here, the office of the government law enforcement agency, so he only searched the office roughly with his eyes, and if he didn't see it, he didn't look for it.

Lang Xixi took out the remote control from a tea table drawer next to the water dispenser, and said, "Brother Dadong must have put it, he likes to hide things the most." Then he turned on the air conditioner: "Is 26 degrees okay?"

"can."

Ji Zheng put on his glasses and started to assemble the small blue villa again.

Lang Xixi stood on the other side of the table, shook the tea box in his hand, and said, "Doctor Ji, are you used to drinking Lapsang Souchong?"

Ji Zheng looked up at her: "Huh?"

"Captain Xia said you like drinking tea, let me find some tea leaves and make you a cup of tea."

Ji Zheng couldn't help laughing: "Is this his tea?"

"That's not true. Team Xia doesn't drink tea. This is the tea from the director of our forensic department."

"I'm giving you trouble."

"No, I just don't want to have a meeting, so it's good to come out and get some air."

Lang Xixi washed a glass cup, poured some tea into it, made a cup of tea for Ji Zheng and placed it by Ji Zheng's hand.

Ji Zheng said: "Thank you."

Lang Xixi didn't want to go back to the meeting, so she sat down on a chair opposite Ji Zheng, looked at the small villa that Ji Zheng was building, and asked, "Is this the model toy of Team Xia?"

"Correct."

"Huh? I remember he finished it."

Ji Zheng smiled apologetically: "I accidentally collapsed it."

Lang Xixi put her chin in her hands and smiled, "Captain Xia is actually pretty cute. I like this kind of children's toys."

Maybe she was too undisguised, maybe Ji Zheng was too sensitive, in short, Ji Zheng could hear her admiration and appreciation for Xia Bingyang from her tone.

Ji Zheng heard it, but he didn't show it, and it was still calm.

Lang Xixi hadn't realized that her thoughts had been exposed in front of Ji Zheng, so she lay on the table and watched Ji Zheng build a villa for a long time, until the phone on Xia Bingyang's desk rang before getting up to answer the phone.

"Hello, the office of the review team of the Southern Taiwan Branch. You can find—"

Before Lang Xixi finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party: "I'm looking for Officer Xia Bingyang."

Lang Xixi recognized the other party's voice, her face drooped, and she said seriously: "Student Qiao Qi, the number you dialed is the police line, that is, the police line. Have you ever thought that you will use this number? You can’t get in if you call Officer Xia? I suggest you call Officer Xia’s private number directly instead of occupying the police line.” After speaking, he added: “Our captain is in a meeting, you can call his mobile phone directly later .”

After hanging up the phone, Lang Xixi went back to sit down opposite Ji Zheng with a depressed face, lying on the table and continued to watch Ji Zheng build the castle, but his eyes were always wandering.

Although Ji Zheng didn't know who she was talking to just now, but he heard her mention Xia Bingyang, so he was taken aback, and asked casually, "Did the call just now be for Bingyang?"

Lang Xixi was stunned for a moment before matching the Bingyang and Xia Bingyang in his mouth, and said: "Yes, a... girl is looking for him." He frowned as he spoke, and seemed to regard Ji Zheng as a confidant Said: "Too young, still in high school."

Although these words are out of context, it is not difficult to read the meaning.

Ji Zheng understands that most of the girls Lang Xixi said are still in high school also have a crush on Xia Bingyang.

He knows very well that Xia Bingyang is well-qualified and attractive, and has never been short of love, so he tries not to take this matter to heart, but now his relationship with Xia Bingyang has changed, and he personally bumped into this kind of thing again. Once I realized that I was also a little narrow-minded, and I didn't mind at all if I couldn't do it.

Lang Xixi has a simple personality and is not good at observing words and expressions, otherwise she can see that the gentle and focused smile on the corner of Ji Zheng's lips is gradually becoming monotonous.

"How did he know girls in high school?"

Ji Zheng asked in a calm tone.

Lang Xixi said succinctly: "She is an eyewitness to a case, so I met Captain Xia just like that."

Ji Zheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Lang Xixi looked at him, and habitually tapped the knuckles of her right index finger with her teeth.

Ji Zheng was a little distracted now, and it was a moment later that he realized that Lang Xixi was staring at him, so he raised his head and smiled at her: "Is there a problem?"

Lang Xixi asked with a shy smile, "Doctor Ji, you and Team Xia should have a good relationship, right?"

Ji Zheng thought for a while and said, "It's okay."

"Then...can I ask you a question?" As if afraid that he would refuse, Lang Xixi hastily raised a finger: "Please, just one."

Ji Zheng had already guessed what she was thinking, but still put down the model parts in his hand, made a gesture of wishing to hear more, and said, "Yes, what do you want to ask?"

Sure enough, Lang Xixi hesitated and asked, "Have a girlfriend now in Team Xia?"

Ji Zheng didn't answer directly, but asked with a smile: "Do you think he has a girlfriend who is dating?"

Lang Xixi bit the hook foolishly, and said: "I only know that he has been in contact with Tang Procurator from the Investigation Division of the Procuratorate. I don't know if they are divided...or not."

Ji Zheng said softly as if he was coaxing her to continue: "Why do you think they haven't broken up yet?"

"They are a good match, Tang Jian's family background is also very good, and they are still college classmates, the relationship foundation should be quite solid. Two days ago, Tang Jian also helped Team Xia a lot, I think... this No matter what, it can’t be regarded as simply helping old classmates. And if Team Xia and Tang Jian have broken up, then he has been single for too long, which should be unlikely. So I think he either didn’t break up with Tang Jian, or I have another girlfriend."

Ji Zheng smiled faintly, and continued to build the villa model as if he was no longer interested in her words, repairing the roof and said: "It seems that you are very sure that he is not single at the moment."

A small flame of hope flickered in Lang Xixi's eyes: "Then is he right?"

Ji Zheng stopped what he was doing again, seemed to think seriously for a moment, and then said to Lang Xixi: "You are right, he is indeed not single."

The fire in Lang Xixi's eyes was extinguished in an instant, he was in a daze for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Yes, is it Tang Jian?"

Ji Zheng smiled, shook his head and remained silent.

Lang Xixi couldn't keep asking, so she slumped down on the table and began to mourn her crush who was strangled in the cradle before she had time to see the world.

Ji Zheng had a good impression of her, so he sincerely cared: "Are you okay?"

Lang Xixi muffled: "It's okay, I'm fine."

At this moment, the office door was pushed open, and Xia Bingyang and Ren Erdong walked in one after the other. Xia Bingyang held a disposable teacup in his left hand and a cigarette in his right hand. Use as a portable ashtray.He walked in and said: "Leave it to Sister Lou from the supervisory committee. You have met with Tang Ying more often in the past two days. If you have any questions, you can directly pass them on to you. If you can avoid as many procedures as you want, just like last time." In the same four or five days, I pressed dozens of forms to be signed, and I tore up those forms and fed them to you. Huh? Is the little girl asleep?"

Xia Bingyang stuffed half of the cigarette into his mouth and bit it, and snapped his fingers next to Lang Xixi's ear with his free hand: "Wake up, I won't say anything after you've been up for a while, and you dare to go to my office to sleep. The more courageous you are, Getting fatter."

Lang Xixi was feeling sad when he heard him say 'fat' suddenly, pinched her waist quickly, then turned her head and stared at Xia Bingyang: "Fat is fat, I won't show you."

After speaking, he shook his hand angrily and left.

Xia Bingyang was dumbfounded, and suddenly laughed when she saw the door closed by her: "There is no coward in our team, they are all strong."

Ren Erdong was still no longer in the situation, looking at the direction Lang Xixi left and sighed: "You will arrange her to work less overtime in the future, I don't know how much anger is suppressed in your heart."

Xia Bingyang ignored him, walked straight behind Ji Zheng, bent over Ji Zheng's back, hugged Ji Zheng's neck, rested his chin on his shoulder, looked at the model of the villa he was building and asked knowingly: "What are you doing? "

Ji Zheng said: "I accidentally dismantled the frame last time, so I have to put it back together." He turned his head slightly and looked at him: "Are you done with your work?"

"Almost there, some finishing touches."

Xia Bingyang's face was too close to him, so close that Ji Zheng could clearly see his delicate skin with almost no pores, and a bean-sized pimple appeared on the left nose, which was probably the product of last night's hangover.

Xia Bingyang didn't realize that Ji Zheng was looking at him all the time, and was rummaging through a pile of model fragments with his right hand holding a cigarette. After a while, he picked up something and said, "No."

Ji Zheng looked at the parts in his hand, and found that it was a thumb-sized prop bed in the model house: "What's wrong?"

Xia Bingyang said seriously: "This is a single bed, no, I have to change to a double bed." As he said that, he leaned on Ji Zheng's shoulders, looked at him with a tilted head and smiled: "Didn't you say that next time you want a double bed?" Kill me on the bed? How can you toss when the bed is too small?"

Ji Zheng still couldn't take this dirty word.He held his forehead and remained silent for a while helplessly and funny, then his face gradually returned to seriousness, looked at Xia Bingyang and said, "Speak without restraint."

Xia Bingyang pretended to look around and looked around: "There are only you and me here, what are the barriers?"

At this time, Ren Erdong, who was standing in front of the file cabinet with his back to them, flipped through the files, coughed lowly, and said, "Leader, there is another person here who can breathe."

Xia Bingyang asked him: "The one who can breathe, did Lang Xixi give you the scissors and ask you to hand them over to me?"

"Report to the leader, I gave it to you two hours ago."

"Is it?"

Xia Bingyang walked towards the desk, and sure enough, he saw Lang Xixi's delicate black scissors in the pen holder. He was holding the scissors and was about to walk back when he suddenly stopped and looked at Ren Erdong's back standing in front of the file cabinet and asked: "Are you still leaving?"

Ren Erdong turned his head pitifully: "Didn't you ask me to find out the materials you didn't read a few days ago?"

"I won't look for it anymore. I'll ask Lang Xixi to make another copy later, so you go out quickly."

Before leaving, Ren Erdong leaned on the door and reminded him: "Take it easy, don't make any noise that can be heard in the whole building."

Xia Bingyang directly closed the office door and locked it from the inside.

When Ji Zheng saw the scissors in his hand, he knew that the work of building the villa was about to be suspended. He pushed the model house inside, then took a tissue to wipe his slightly sweaty fingers, and said helplessly, "Are you sure?" Want me to cut it for you?"

Xia Bingyang put the scissors in front of him, stood beside him and leaned against the edge of the table, and said, "I don't have time to go to the barber shop recently, just cut it for me a few times."

Ji Zheng stood up and walked in front of him, bent down and looked at his eyes, and found that the sunlight was completely blocked by him, casting a shadow on Xia Bingyang, so he put a chair sideways by the window, and said: "Sit here, bright."

Xia Bingyang sat down on the chair upside down, put his arms on the back of the chair, looked up at Ji Zheng with joy.

Ji Zheng bent down and approached him, keeping the same height as him, holding the scissors in his right hand, and pulling his bangs forward with his left hand, he focused on measuring the length of the bangs covering his eyebrows, and said without squinting: "Don't close it. If the eyes are closed, the broken hair will run into the eyes."

Xia Bingyang still looked at him, and said childishly: "But if I close my eyes, I won't be able to see you."

Ji Zheng smiled, opened the scissors and hung them at the ends of the hair that had been calibrated just now: "Close your eyes quickly, it will be uncomfortable if your hair gets stuck in your eyes."

Only then did Xia Bingyang obediently close his eyes, and then he heard the 'rustle' sound of hair being cut by scissors, similar to the sound of raindrops falling on the paper.

He closed his eyes, but the bright sunlight by the window still filled his vision with a sense of white light. He searched for a while in this quiet white light, and said, "Brother, are you still there?"

Ji Zheng's voice was very gentle, and he was very close to him: "I'm cutting your hair for you, don't worry, it will be fine soon."

After a while, he asked again: "Brother? Why don't you talk?"

"Raise your head a little bit, and then trim the ends of your hair."

After a while, he became a little anxious: "Is it still okay? Don't cut it, don't cut it."

"Don't open your eyes yet, the broken hair hasn't been wiped clean yet."

The texture of the paper towel is not very soft, but Ji Zheng's movements are gentle enough and patient enough, so the paper towel gently wiped his face a few times like cotton, and then heard Ji Zheng say to him: "Okay. "

Xia Bingyang opened his eyes and rolled them up, trying to see his own bangs, but a stubble of hair pierced his eyes, causing him to frown in pain.

Ji Zheng hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

He wanted to rub his eyelids: "The eyes are a little uncomfortable."

Ji Zheng grabbed his hand and pulled it down: "Don't rub it with your hands, let me see." He bent down and blew a few breaths into his eyes: "Does it still hurt?"

Xia Bingyang blinked a few times: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ji Zheng straightened his bangs and said, "Go look in the mirror."

Xia Bingyang jumped up and ran to the desk to pick up the mirror. I don't know if Ji Zheng is good at technology or very savvy. In short, Ji Zheng's trimmed bangs are very natural, and there is no difference from the results of professional hairstylists.

Ji Zheng walked over and stood behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked at him in the mirror: "How is it? Is it okay?"

Xia Bingyang moved the mirror to the side, looked at Ji Zheng's face, and said deliberately: "It's so good, so good that I wonder if you have practiced with someone."

Ji Zheng stretched his hand forward to help him move his bangs to both sides, and chuckled in his ear, "Who else would dare to let me practice my hands except you. Hmm... the left side seems to be a bit long. Do you want to cut it again?"

"No, that's good, let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

"Have a meal?"

"Lunch, aren't you hungry?"

Ji Zheng only ate two slices of bread in the morning. Hearing what Xia Bingyang said, he immediately felt a belated hunger, and said, "A little bit."

Xia Bingyang put down the mirror, pulled him and walked towards the door: "Our unit has a lot of variety for lunch, and the taste is not bad. I'll take you to try it."

The food in the cafeteria of Nantai Branch is really good, and the taste is also good. It was selected as "the most delicious unit cafeteria in all branches of Weining City" by people with nothing to do.The chef is from Sichuan and Sichuan, and he cooks Sichuan cuisine well. Standing far outside the cafeteria, you can smell the hot, spicy and delicious aroma inside.The chef, Master Liu, was personally instructed by Xia Bingyang an hour ago, to cook a few non-spicy dishes for lunch, preferably Huaiyang dishes, with less oil and salt and less spicy.Master Liu agreed and assured him that there would be no problem, but when Xia Bingyang led Ji Zheng to find the dining table specially reserved for him by Master Liu in the cafeteria during the peak attendance period, the five plates of bright red, thick oil and red sauce The food still made him unable to bear the toothache.

Ji Zheng saw that he wanted to take care of his own taste, so he was very dissatisfied with the dishes on the table, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'm not very hungry, just eat a few bites. You sit down first."

The surrounding area was full of policemen in police uniforms and plainclothes. They all saw Xia Bingyang leading a person who was not from his unit in. Many people were looking at Ji Zheng and speculating about Ji Zheng's identity with the colleagues next to him.Ji Zheng was stared at by so many pairs of eyes, although he was very indifferent, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so he wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible, so as not to have any influence on Xia Bingyang.

But Xia Bingyang stood at the dining table looking at these dishes and worried. He knew very well that Ji Zheng was allergic to chili peppers. None of these dishes could be eaten by Ji Zheng. He didn’t want his man to accompany him for a meal. be hospitalized.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, turned to everyone in the lobby, clapped his hands twice, and said loudly: "Listen up, whoever has a light dish on the table can exchange it with me, and I will give you a day off if you change a dish. "

As soon as this remark came out, there was an immediate commotion in the cafeteria. The people's policemen who had been suffering for many days were all excited for the hard-won day off, and the voices of responding to the call came one after another.

"Captain Xia, me, me, me! The zucchini in my bowl hasn't moved yet!"

"Boss, dumplings! Dumplings stuffed with mutton and mustard greens!"

"The lamb chops are also very light! The sheep eat grass!"

"Everyone in front sit down! Team Xia, look at my vermicelli soup!"

Ji Zheng felt that he fell into the zoo in an instant, surrounded by chickens and dogs. As the core figure who caused the riot, he put his palms on his forehead to cover the upper half of his face, and he was very embarrassed to be seen.And when Xia Bingyang wanted to enter the zoo center to choose dishes, he grabbed Xia Bingyang's hand and said in a low voice, "Forget Bingyang, I'm actually not hungry at all."

Xia Bingyang said: "You didn't eat anything in the morning, how could you not be hungry?"

After speaking, he pushed his hand away and went to the center of the zoo.

Xia Bingyang is very picky, and only picks out vegetarian dishes that no one has touched before. Looking at the dishes one by one like an emperor patrolling a dining room, he only picked up a plate of scrambled cucumbers and eggs, a plate of cold bean curd, and a police officer brought his own. Stir-fried shrimp with sweet peas, and three police officers who contributed vegetarian dishes came to his table and took away sliced ​​boiled pork, steamed fish with black bean sauce, and eggplant in oil.The activity of rewarding a one-day holiday with food exchange came to an end soon. Xia Bingyang came back to sit opposite Ji Zheng with a few plates of vegetarian dishes. Just as the dishes were arranged, Lang Xixi came over with a slumped face carrying a lunch box. , put the lunch box on the table, and said, "I made this myself, and I want to take a vacation too."

Xia Bingyang lifted the lid of the lunch box and saw more than a dozen exquisitely shaped oatmeal neatly arranged inside. He said "wow" to express his surprise, then closed the lunch box and handed it back to her: "So you are so good at crafting. Take it back Eat it yourself, tomorrow you can sleep until you wake up naturally."

Lang Xixi's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Xia Bingyang pretended to be displeased: "Brother ever lied to you?"

Lang Xixi smiled: "No, Team Xia always keeps his word."

Xia Bingyang nodded and pointed to her seat: "Go back."

Lang Xixi was about to leave with the lunch box in her arms, but when she turned around, she put the lunch box in front of Ji Zheng again, and said with a smile, "Doctor Ji, please eat. Thank you for what you said to me in the office."

Ji Zheng knew her thoughts, so he was ashamed to thank her, but he could only say to her: "Thank you."

Lang Xixi left.

Xia Bingyang picked up shredded green peppers in the cold bean curd and asked, "Brother, what did you say to her in the office?"

Ji Zheng looked at the shredded green pepper that he picked out and dropped on a paper towel, picked up a shredded green pepper with his chopsticks, smiled and said, "I can't tell you."

"Hey, that's chili!"

Xia Bingyang couldn't stop him in time, and watched helplessly as he put a chili pepper into his mouth.

Ji Zheng didn't know why he wanted to eat the shredded green peppers, it seemed that he wanted to taste them only because they had passed through Xia Bingyang's hands.Fortunately, the green pepper is not very spicy, and its size is very small, so Ji Zheng drank a few sips of water to dilute the spiciness in his mouth, but his forehead still oozes thin | rational sweat.

Xia Bingyang helped him fill the glass with water, watched him wipe the sweat from his forehead with a paper towel in a bit of embarrassment, and smiled gloatingly: "What are you thinking? It was the first time I saw you eat chili in so many years just now."

Ji Zheng didn't explain anything, picked up the water glass he just put down and drank two more sips of water, even though he was no longer thirsty or hot, and then naturally changed the subject: "Will they really be given a holiday?"

Xia Bingyang picked out the green peppers from the bean curd, put them in front of Ji Zheng, picked up his chopsticks while eating, and said, "Put it in, but I didn't say when to put it in." He winked cunningly at Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng was dumbfounded for a moment, then laughed: "You are really getting more and more—"

Xia Bingyang squinted his eyes and looked up at him, his eyes full of threats: "Huh?"

Ji Zheng paused, turned the conversation around and said, "Like a leader."

Xia Bingyang bit his chopsticks and tilted his head to think for a while: "Praise me or scold me?"

Ji Zheng bowed his head to eat, but smiled and said nothing.

Xia Bingyang didn't have a chance to ask him the bottom line, because his cell phone rang suddenly, and it was Qiao Qi calling.He didn't avoid Ji Zheng, and directly connected the phone at the dining table, "What's the matter? I'm having dinner, so if you have anything to say, just say it."

Ji Zheng heard a delicate girl's voice leaking from his mobile phone, and suddenly thought of the girl in high school that Lang Xixi had told him had a crush on Xia Bingyang, and from Xia Bingyang at this time With his attitude, he judged that the person who was talking to him was the girl.

Although Xia Bingyang's personality is a little cold, he has always been polite to the opposite sex. Even if he is pestered by someone he doesn't like, he will rarely express such a rude and ungentlemanly rejection directly.But if the target is a female student who is still in high school, Xia Bingyang's attitude is not unacceptable. He is cutting off the other party's absurd and unrealistic ideas.

"Do you regard the Public Security Bureau as your school? You can come if you want? I will go out later, and you won't see me when you come. Yes, I am very busy. Even if I am not busy, I will not go shopping with you for dinner Watch a movie, if you call me again because of this kind of thing, I will block you."

After finishing speaking, Xia Bingyang hung up the phone and threw the phone on the table, saying with emotion: "Children nowadays are getting more and more mature."

Ji Zheng asked knowingly: "Child?"

"A high school student came to our unit twice a while ago because of Ai Lu's case. Huh? This shrimp is quite delicious, try it."

Xia Bingyang put a few shrimps in his bowl, Ji Zheng ate one, nodded, and asked casually, "Is it a female student named Qiao Qi?"

Xia Bingyang was surprised: "How do you know?"

Ji Zheng glanced at the siu mai left by Lang Xixi, and said with a smile: "When you were still in a meeting, she called your office, and it was answered by your colleague who delivered the siu mai just now, and then she told me that it was a person named Qiao Qi's high school student called you."

Xia Bingyang didn't want to spend too much time on Qiao Qi, and said, "Don't worry about her."

Having said that, his expression was slightly worried, and there seemed to be a layer of concern in his eyes.Ji Zheng saw it, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Xia Bingyang shook his head first, then said after a moment of silence: "There is something wrong with this Qiao Qi."

Ji Zheng realized that the atmosphere between them was becoming serious, so he put down his chopsticks, raised his water glass and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"It's not her, it's her cousin."

"cousin?"

"Well, she has a cousin who disappeared six years ago, and there is no news so far."

Ji Zheng was keenly aware that Xia Bingyang didn't finish his sentence, because if it was just a stranger he didn't know who disappeared, he would only treat the disappearance as a business and would not worry about it.But now Xia Bingyang didn't seem to be talking about an official matter, but rather a private matter.Qiao Qi's missing cousin doesn't seem to be a stranger to him, that's why he cares so much.

Ji Zheng hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Do you know her cousin?"

Xia Bingyang also put down his chopsticks, propped his forehead and frowned and said, "It's not considered acquaintance, I just met once." As he spoke, he glanced at Ji Zheng, and seeing Ji Zheng looking at him seriously, suddenly felt a little guilty: "I... ...I saw her in a nightclub six years ago."

Ji Zheng didn't do what he thought, and waited for him to speak.

Xia Bingyang deliberately concealed Tang Ying who was walking with him, and said: "The place I saw her was in the elevator of the nightclub. At that time, she had passed out. I don't know if she is still alive. I want to send her to The hospital, but I took her out of the elevator, and several men surrounded me and took her away. According to what I know now, she disappeared that night."

He described the process so briefly that it made no sense in many places. For example, according to Xia Bingyang's character, how could it be possible for an unconscious girl to be taken away by several men like that.Ji Zheng vaguely guessed that part of Xia Bingyang's concealment might be the real reason why he didn't rescue the girl in time.

Ji Zheng wanted to ask clearly, but he didn't ask directly, but asked in a roundabout way: "Did you go there by yourself?"

This question hits the nail on the head, but Xia Bingyang still concealed it and said, "No, I... I went there with my friends that day."

Ji Zheng nodded slowly, took a sip of water from the water glass, and said lightly: "Is it Tang Ying?"

Still being guessed by him, Xia Bingyang felt a little frustrated for no reason: "Yes."

Ji Zheng understood, it should be that Tang Ying and the unconscious girl had an accident at the same time, he chose to protect Tang Ying first, and then when he wanted to help the girl, he realized it was too late.

Xia Bingyang didn't want to mention his ex-girlfriend in front of him, so he concealed the content related to Tang Ying, and didn't want Ji Zheng's attention to stay on Tang Ying for too long, so he talked about the missing girl again: "A few days ago Tian Qiaoqi told me that her mother called the police on the third day after her cousin disappeared, but the next day she went to the police station to dismiss the case, saying that she had returned. Qiao Qi said that her cousin did not come home, nor did she I know why her mother lied. I sent someone to look for Qiao Qi’s mother. Unfortunately, her mother suffered from Alzheimer’s disease at a young age, and she can’t remember many things. Regarding her missing niece, no matter who she is Whether it was true or false, we can't get any clues from her mouth."

Ji Zheng said: "You haven't given up looking for her yet?"

Xia Bingyang's expression was grave, with a guilty look on his frowning brows: "I always feel that I am responsible for her disappearance. After all, those people took her away from me. If I—"

He didn't go on, he lowered his head and took a sip of water.

Ji Zheng can understand his current mood. Xia Bingyang's sense of responsibility is too strong, especially since he is still a policeman, so his sense of responsibility is even stronger.A girl went missing for six years under conditions he failed to protect, and he blamed himself for not being able to help, even though it wasn't his fault.

A moment later, Ji Zheng said warmly: "Then have you ever thought that a girl who has been missing for six years actually...has a low chance of survival. If you keep looking for her, the last thing you find may be a corpse. "

Xia Bingyang said: "Thought about it, I also thought about it, in fact, I can completely give up on her, after all, her family has not reported the crime, and she is not on the missing person list. I am wasting police power to find someone who is not on the missing list Even if the resources are found, the person may be dead, which is another trouble for me. But I have no choice. Since I met Qiao Qi, I often think of the girl lying in the elevator. I imagined many kinds of experiences after she was taken away, and the endings were mostly tragic. Now she has become a piece of my heart, and I want to find out what happened to her after she was taken away by those people, whether she is alive or dead, I'm going to find her."

Ji Zheng found that he especially appreciates Xia Bingyang's strong sense of mission and responsibility. Xia Bingyang knows what he is doing and what he wants too well. Xia Bingyang is never confused or hesitant. He will do everything he thinks Something worth doing, no matter how difficult it is, no matter how helpful it is to his work.

Ji Zheng felt that maybe it was Xia Bingyang's transparency and chicness, and Xia Bingyang's indelible kindness that attracted him.

Ji Zheng looked at him for a long time, with an uncontrollable throbbing in his heart, he smiled and said: "I understand, Officer Xia."

It was the first time for Xia Bingyang to hear him call her a police officer, and she was a little bit shy at the same time as she was very surprised. Her majestic aura disappeared instantly, and she covered half of her face with a smile and said, "Oh...don't call me that, I'm so used to it."

Ji Zheng wanted to tease him, propped his chin with his right hand, watched him with a soft smile and said, "Why aren't you used to it? Officer Xia."

Xia Bingyang's ears were flushed, and he covered his face: "Stop, stop, stop, stop talking."

He didn't know why, but when Ji Zheng called him Officer Xia, he blushed and became anxious.

Ji Zheng looked at him tenderly, chuckled twice, and said, "Do you know how cute you are now? Officer Xia."

Xia Bingyang knew that he was blushing, and felt embarrassed to let Ji Zheng see it, so he simply bent down and put his face on the cold marble table, and then stretched his right hand under the table towards Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng held his hand from under the table, his fingers passed through his fingers, and turned into a gesture of interlocking fingers.

Xia Bingyang raised his face, rested his chin on the table, looked at Ji Zheng with bright eyes like a puddle of water: "Am I cute?"

Ji Zheng held his hand hard, looked into his eyes and said: "Cute"

"Then do you like it?"

"like."

After finishing speaking, Ji Zheng paused, and said with a heavier tone: "I like it very much."

Xia Bingyang was embarrassed again, so she buried her face on the table again, and then let go of Ji Zheng's hand when her heart was not so agitated, and quickly pulled out the rest of the rice into her mouth.He had just put the bowl down when the phone rang.

"I'm eating in the cafeteria, where else can I go? OK, OK, I'll go up right away."

Xia Bingyang hung up the phone and looked at Ji Zheng with bright eyes.

Ji Zheng wiped his hands with a tissue and stood up, looked at him helplessly and dotingly and smiled and said, "Understood, I will accompany you back to work."