A grudge face. When Wu Fengrong and him were angry, he also took it. When the door was closed, it was their family affair. Zhao Xintao didn't look down on him, and it was impossible for an outsider to speak.
"You manage too much, you are the deputy commander, not his mother-in-law."
Even the unquestionable tone is exactly the same as Wu Fengrong. Zhao Xintao could only be ashen, but did not dare to refute.
Zhou Yanling pointed to the bench opposite and motioned for Zhao Xintao to sit down: "Have you found the girl Shi Xiaoran?"
"I didn't see anyone," Zhao Xintao said bluntly, "I don't know where to hide. I asked the marshals to look for it twice, and I asked a few students and they said I didn't see anyone, and it seemed like they had evaporated. Don't worry about his man. The friend said that he missed his mouth and ran away ahead of time."
Zhou Yanling was secretly stunned. Did you run away? Her boyfriend blamed her, she turned around and ran away
"Maybe you can ask He Youan, they are a couple. If anyone knows where Shi Xiaoran is, he is the only one. I think it is better to contact the parents of these two children." Zhao Xintao said.
"When Rongrong wakes up, I'll ask again. Now I have to stay here."
Zhao Xintao's gaze rested on the overlapping chests of the two at a loss, and quickly moved away. He couldn't help but look, but he didn't want to. What is it like for two men to hug each other openly like this! He was embarrassed to say it, and had to say: "You... don't be like this, there are so many people on the train coming and going, he is also a civil servant, he can't be so rude..."
Obstructing Wu Fengrong's face, Zhou Yanling changed his posture and let Wu Fengrong's head rest on his thigh. Wu Fengrong frowned uneasily due to the movement of his body. Zhao Xintao was like a bear protecting his head, staring at his train conductor with bitterness and hatred, and reciting Amitabha Buddha in his mouth. Zhou Yan listened to him as if he was watching a performance. It was very interesting. Just as he was about to make a joke, he remembered the last diving incident, so forget it.
"Did Xiaochi say when will he wake up?" Zhao Xintao asked.
Zhou Yanling shook his head: "I'm not sure, the girl said it's best to go to the hospital for an examination. It's hard to say if you hit your head."
Zhao Xintao's expression turned serious. He looked at the watch on his wrist.
"There are still 27 minutes to the station, and the city of Anhui is in front."
Zhou Yanling squeezed her hand tightly, thinking to herself, this is a big trouble.
When Wu Fengrong woke up, his face was hot and cold. He opened his eyes, the sun's rays penetrated directly into the pupil membrane, and then closed it again, only then did he understand. Oh, the sun is out. He blocked the hot light with the back of his hand, and between his fingers he saw Zhou Yanling's sleeping face, half light and half dark, with the shadows of the curtains floating on his face, like a dark river of intertwined dreams. Wu Fengrong reached out and rubbed his cheek, suddenly wondering who was in his dream, and whether there would be something happy and comfortable.
Zhou Yanling was woken up by his scratching, and he held his hand and kissed him with sleepiness: "I can sleep peacefully here for a while."
"what time is it?"
"... It's just past four-thirty."
"Why did you sleep so long?"
Wu Fengrong turned over and was about to get up, the world was spinning, the world was upside down, and his brows were wrinkled. Zhou Yanling quickly supported him and made him rest his head on the back of the chair, fearing that he would have a concussion. Wu Fengrong was so dizzy, his eyes were full of snowflakes, his head fell back heavily, one hand dragged the back of his head and guided him to land on the cushion, he muttered angrily, a little impatient.
"It's not iron. The train starts at five o'clock in the morning, and I haven't slept for a while at this point."
"It's going to be a bad thing!" Wu Fengrong opened his hand and suddenly remembered: "Have you stopped before? Have you passed through Wancheng?"
"It's too early, it's been a long time since we drove out, what's the hurry?"
"Why did you stop? The people handed over?"
Zhou Yanling explained slowly while dressing him.
"Stop as usual, and the thief is handed over. As for the murderer, if you haven't caught it, then you can't hand it over. The Wancheng Public Security Bureau is also confused, who is handed over, how to hand it over, and what identity proof is needed. It's all messed up. I handcuffed the thief and left without asking, and I don't even remember a murder case. Zhao Xintao didn't explain it at all, thinking that they forgot, and the less they can do, the less."
"How can you forget such a big thing?"
"They were also busy, so there were two people in total, one in plain clothes and the other with a police officer. They said that they were understaffed during the holiday. Let's take a break and have something to eat. Let's chat with the boy named He, and find his little girlfriend. ."
"Shi Xiaoran hasn't found it yet?"
"No, Zhao Xintao can't wait to go through the suitcases of the passengers one by one."
Wu Fengrong said sternly: "Then you guys stopped at the station? What if she had already escaped?"
Zhou Yanling said lightly, "She won't go down, she wants her boyfriend." He took a mobile phone from the table and put it in Wu Fengrong's hand. The phone was wrapped in a soft rubber protective case with grapefruit red and diamond-encrusted flowers, and there was a pair of cat ears on the top of the head, which was so charming and pleasing. Wu Fengrong only felt that his eyes were raw, and his fingernails fiddled with the artificial diamonds on the protective case for a long time, showing a look of disgust.
"Whose cell phone?"
"He Youan."
Falling in love is not easy. Wu Fengrong rolled his eyes: "If you want me to use this kind of thing in the future, the two of us will stop it."
Zhou Yanling couldn't help laughing, and his eyes floated to the pair of cat ears: "the ears are so cute, I think they are just right for you. If you don't like pink, we can change it to black and blue. I know there are also ones that match the tail. The one behind you must be beautiful."
The phone screen lights up, enter the password, find the SMS menu and open the top one, the sender shows "Baby".
- Give me back my Youan.
"I can't find her anywhere. I made an idea for He Youan to call her, but no one answered. I sent a message and came back soon. That's all. We almost thought she ran away, and her boyfriend gave her back. She turned her head and left the person behind, but she still couldn't put it down. He almost cried when he received this text message, you didn't see that scene, tsk tsk."
"She wants you to let go of your surname He. She is afraid that you will really hand over He You'an as a scapegoat to save trouble... It's not right, since she doesn't want her boyfriend to take the blame, why don't she turn herself in? The surname He is only with Xiao. All fights, a fight between boys is nothing, as long as she comes out, her boyfriend can still be arrested?"
"My thinking is that she might want to run with He Youan."
Wu Fengrong's fingers froze: "Confused! It's all because of this, that kid thinks the police are all just eating?"
Zhou Yanling said softly: "Rongrong, she has reached the age where she can bear criminal responsibility. I want to say that she is not a child. She knows what she is doing, not only very well, but also what the consequences will be. Maybe her father Mom thinks that she is a good daughter, He Youan believes that she is his weak and caring girlfriend, you treat her as a confused child, but in Xiao Quan's eyes, she is a murderer. Children nowadays have many ideas and it is easy Going astray, this is not something we can help if we want, not to mention that if we help this, there are always thousands of people."
"I know." Wu Fengrong sighed. He thought of the girl who put makeup on her face more than her life. Maybe she couldn't take off the mask on her face, and she slowly became herself.
Zhou Yanling took out his mobile phone and showed him the text message "Sometimes the process is not important, the result is the most important." He said: "It's my fault, I had brows originally. When I think about it now, people have already given a hint. The 'process' mentioned here actually refers to the fight with He Youan. We always thought it was the fight with Xiao Quan. The one who killed Xiao Quan was the one who killed Xiao Quan. Actually, it wasn't. It was two people. So the focus should not be on the fight, but on the last blow, which is the 'result'. Shi Xiaoran represented That's the result."
Wu Fengrong smiled strangely: "He speaks slyly, hides it, and blames you for catching the wrong person. How can there be such a reason?"
Zhou Yanling knew that he was comforting himself: "The surnamed He is still being watched by the marshals at the office table. The two marshals and the two flight attendants are very strict. As long as he is there, Shi Xiaoran will definitely not get off the bus. find out."
This sleep, Wu Fengrong was restless, his temples were aching, his body was weak and hot, and his back was full of cold sweat. Zhou Yanling gave him a head massage, carefully avoiding the scratches on the scalp, pressing all the way from the sides to the cervical vertebra behind the head, Wu Fengrong's nerves relaxed, and his face slowly recovered a little blood.
It was quiet for a while before he began to organize his thoughts. Because he was worried about the inappropriate handover at the station, Wu Fengrong almost forgot about the attack. The attacker should be the eyeliner who secretly followed Zhou Yanling. Zhou Yanling caught the wrong person, and the one who put him in the car was very dissatisfied. The meaning of the text message was obvious, but Wu Fengrong was not sure about the attacker's purpose. He thought Want Zhou Yanling's life
"Aren't you hurt?"
"fine."
"Has the attacker found out?"
"There are some clues." Zhou Yanling thought for a while: "I had a fight with him, and there was no winner or loser. This guy's boxing skills are not bad. Not only is he not bad, he can be said to be very old-fashioned. What we learned in the military school. I think this person may be a professional person, or he is a retired person like me. I can tell the difference between me and my own person. He is a real army, not a wild man. way