When Li Zan woke up, he had a splitting headache and couldn't tell where he was.
It took him a few seconds to see clearly that the gray striped fabric touching the tip of his nose was the back of the sofa. His body was curled up and stiff, and his muscles were sore in protest. He wanted to stretch his legs and arms but couldn't.
It was as if the upper chest and lower calf were tied tightly with thick ropes, preventing him from stretching his limbs all night long.
With his back pressed against a hot object that looked like a steamer, he turned his neck and moved his head. The left side of his cheek was touching the tip of Jiang Heng's tall nose. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Heng sleeping soundly. His black and fluffy hair was curled up, a little messy and thin.
His age makes him look like a harmless big boy.
Li Zan believed that some good-looking people could hold their own among all ages with just a little dressing up.
Jiang Heng has long and narrow eyes and a high bridge of nose. In terms of appearance, he is definitely outstanding, which even straight men like Li Zan have to admit.
Li Zan came back to his senses and looked at the current situation.
They were crowded in the narrow double sofa. Li Zan's own legs were curled up in the short sofa. And Jiang Heng had one leg hanging out of the sofa armchair, and the other one hung on his calf. Jiang Heng's
Her left hand still hugged him and hung beside his chest.
Li Zan thought to himself that it was no wonder that his whole body was sore, so he was curled up on the sofa, with his hands and feet tied, and did not move all night. If he did not have a stiff neck and sprained waist, it would be in vain for him to visit the small park every day for ten years and learn from the experience of the uncles and aunts.
Flexible body.
Li Zan closed his eyes, pressed his temples, and picked up some memory fragments from the morning Cantonese music that floated outside the house.
In the darkness, like a broken mirror, each lens reflected the memory of last night. First there was the video of Sister Jiang Heng, then the beer and liquor were filled into the glass, the aluminum can and the glass were knocked down in turn, and finally
Evenly matched, a passionate kiss with sparks flying——
At this point, the death knell rings and the gunshots sound, and the drunken memory ends abruptly, leaving a mess of chicken feathers everywhere that is difficult to clean up, whether it is the messy living room or the kiss after the memory ends.
"..."
Covering his cheek with his palm, Li Zan let out a silent groan of pain and embarrassment. Why did he kiss her?
He and Jiang Heng? Two grown men? This is a world apocalypse compared to a comet hitting the earth. It would be impossible for the branch to replace it with brand new equipment or even for Bureau Tong and his wife to run away. Why did the gun suddenly go off?
Jiang Heng took the initiative first, right? Is he gay?
Li Zan felt that he must have been drunk and couldn't tell the difference between men and women, and mistakenly mistook Jiang Heng for a woman and kissed him. This is the correct thinking.
Men are all thinking animals with their lower body. Drunk men are beasts. It is understandable that they act impulsively.
Li Zan prepared himself mentally, calmly opened Jiang Heng's hand and kicked him down, then sat up and watched coldly as he woke up.
Jiang Heng's face was not good-looking. He was angry when he got out of bed. His good upbringing made him restrain himself from getting angry at others, but his expression was gloomy and low-pressure. He spread his fingers and combed all the hair on his forehead back, raised his eyelids and looked at Li Zan.
Although he was in a low mood, he still said hello: "Good morning."
Li Zan had no expression on his face. After waiting for a while, he found that Jiang Heng didn't show anything strange. He thought that he might have forgotten the accident last night. After calming down for a while, he responded and went into the bedroom, rummaged through his regular clothes and put them in the bathroom.
rinse.
As the warm water sprayed down, Li Zan suddenly pressed his head against the wall, his facial features wrinkled together.
What impulse can be understood?
Total bullshit!
Why did he kiss Jiang Heng?!
Li Zan was puzzled and didn't want to face the matter or Jiang Heng. He quickly took a shower, changed his clothes and came out. His hair was wet and he ran away without drying it.
After Jiang Heng finished frying the toast, he came out of the kitchen and saw the back of Li Zan leaving in a hurry. It was too late to call him back.
He narrowed his eyes and thought about Li Zan's speed and back. No matter how he looked at it, he felt like he was running away.
Jiang Heng bit a piece of toast and hummed an improvised ditty, humming and laughing.
He remembered what happened last night clearly. Li Zan was clearly trying to avoid it, and he would probably treat the kiss as an accident.
He was not in a hurry to surround people, even the frogs had to be boiled in warm water, not to mention Li Zan, who was not slow at all when it came to urgent matters?
If you rush too fast, the duck will fly.
..
Dongcheng District Branch.
7:30 in the morning.
For the first time, Li Zan went to work half an hour early. This incident shocked everyone in the criminal investigation department and sent them sincere greetings.
"Go away. If you didn't rely on dad's hard work, how could you raise you guys with shit and urine?" Li Zan pulled up a chair and sat down. His muscles relaxed and he cursed lazily and without energy. "You have grown up now, wings.
It’s time to learn to respect your father.”
The detectives responded with laughter, and a female police officer asked: "Dad, do you want some soy milk and fried dough sticks?"
Li Zan: "Yes." He took the soy milk and fried dough sticks that the female police officer bought too much, ate one of the fried dough sticks in two big mouthfuls to fill his hungry and aching stomach, and then asked Wang Juexuan behind Lu Luo: "Comrade Wang, is there any progress in the case?
"
Wang Yuan: "There is new news from Team Zeng."
At this time, Lao Zeng kicked in the door with Ji Chengling and Chen Jie who had stayed up all night: "Boss, you actually went to work early?! Is the park closed down or have you done something shameful?"
"No," Li Zan was puzzled: "It's understandable that the park closed down. Why did I do something shameful when I arrived early? I act openly and aboveboard, and I can't stand the grievance of being slandered."
Chen Jie: "If you do something shameful, you go to the police station to avoid it!" She analyzed: "Most people don't dare to come to the police station because the public security bureau is so upright. When ordinary people come in to report a crime, their legs and legs are shaking, and their hearts are trembling. Therefore, the police station
In a way, it’s also the best place to escape reality and commit crime.”
...To a certain extent, what she said is right.
Li Zan: "Old Zeng, Wang Jue said you have made new progress?"
Lao Zeng: "Yes. I was just about to tell you about this. The traffic control center has found the Bentley involved. We are tracking down several Chen San gangsters who attacked you on the evening of the 21st in Hang Shui Street and then disappeared.
A man was spotted in a disco on Hangshui Street last night, and our criminal police comrades followed him all the way and found a Bentley parked at his house."
"The license plate has been changed, but based on the model of the vehicle, it should be that the Bentley involved did not run away. We are now waiting for the results of physical evidence analysis and blood collection and testing. There is another thing. At that time, our comrades noticed this horse boy because he was bragging in front of the disco lady.
, he said he killed a hair salon girl."
Li Zan suddenly raised his head, slapped his palms on the table, and leaned forward: "Who to kill?"
Lao Zeng: "The hair salon girl. He said that the hair salon girl was retaliated because she did nothing for the money and helped the crook to betray Chen Sanhei."
Li Zan looks fierce, Mei Juan?!
"Where is the body? Where is the horse boy? Where is he imprisoned——!"
Lao Zeng knew that the hair salon girl Chen Sanheimazai mentioned was Li Zan. So he quickly said: "Interrogated overnight, he did not kill anyone. But Mei Juan was indeed captured by others, and she should still be alive."
Still alive, but not necessarily better off.
The author has something to say: It’s 9 o’clock all night.
I didn’t save the manuscript for this article. I couldn’t finish coding a chapter and I was so anxious that I couldn’t sleep.
I'm going to take a day off tomorrow to see if I can prepare a chapter and save it, and then try to adjust my schedule. (I won't be too anxious if I have a manuscript saved.)
If the schedule adjustment fails again, I will solve v.
It’s such a vicious cycle. If you don’t sleep well, you won’t be able to write well. If you can’t finish writing, if you can’t finish writing, you’ll be anxious. If you’re anxious, you won’t be able to sleep. If you can’t sleep, you won’t be able to sleep well. If you can’t sleep well, you won’t be able to write well...
Originally, we should have reached the end of the case at normal speed, but I was too mentally weak to write the fast-paced climax.
The article will be revised after the second case is completed, and the application for the list next week has been cancelled.
If it really doesn't work, I can only solve v. (The solution to v is not meant to be a trick.)
