Tang Si stretched out his hand, and gently touched Ning Xiachuan: "Help me up."
His voice was weak, panting slightly.
Ning Xiachuan frowned deeply, feeling helpless, but still pulled him up from the ground.
"For this case, don't you want your own life? Don't let your mind think too much. Putting too much pressure on yourself is not good for you. "
He and Tang Si have known each other since they were young. Tang Si treats people politely, is easy-going and rational, and can feel the distance inadvertently.
When handling the case, he is calm and calm, with flesh and blood, and this is what he is to the outside world.
In private, he knew that people like Tang Si had cold blood.
I also know that what he believes will be done to the end, and it may not be very useful to say these words by myself.
Tang Si really didn't listen to Ning Xia Chuan's words at all.
Leaning against the street lamp, his hands were trembling, he took a few deep breaths, picked up the cigarette and was about to smoke again.
"Can you stop smoking?" Ning Xiachuan frowned, seeing him indifferent and continuing to move, he only felt annoyed: "Come on, tell me why?"
"Don't say you were seduced by Song Yi."
Tang Si paused slightly with his hand holding the cigarette. Not long after, he looked at the dark sky, where there seemed to be her smiling face.
Coquettish, soft, with charming bones shining so heart-warmingly, she is a seductive fairy.
He laughed suddenly: "Don't say it, Song Yi really has that ability."
Ning Xia Chuan's pupils widened, feeling incredible.
Just as he was about to speak, Tang Si said in a low voice, "Xia Chuan, if I were that kind of person, how many times would the entire criminal investigation brigade have to die?"
He restrained the smile just now, and his voice was cold, like ice and snow, without any emotion.
That's right, the criminal investigation cases are all major cases, and Tang Si was born in the special forces, no matter what kind, the murderers he faces are all vicious and desperate.
From time to time there are also beauty tricks.
In his bones, he is ruthless and wild, and more of a cold-blooded iron fist, cutting off all emotions and love for children, leaving only a cold-blooded body.
He's not an emotional guy.
After speaking, the cigarette was in his mouth again, his eyes were so dark that no emotion could be seen.
Ning Xiachuan just stared at him lighting up the cigarette, puffing one puff at a time, staring at his slumped and tired expression in the smoke.
Watching him gradually restrain his hostility, wait until he really stabilizes his emotions.
Thinking that he would say something, in the end Tang Si just lightly brushed the dust off his clothes, slightly curled his lips, and it was the lazy and relaxed him again, as if what happened just now was his illusion.
He lightly patted Ning Xia Chuan on the shoulder: "Be careful, go to bed early."
Ning Xiachuan looked at his back, tall and slender, his steps were not as steady and powerful as usual, and he looked a little floating.
His eyebrows and eyes were heavy, and he looked at the cigarette butts and ash all over the floor: "You have a fart."
...
In the early morning of the next day, the sun shines on the earth through the clouds.
Cheng Ju was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with no hair on his head, a calm face, and the deep furrows between his brows seemed to show his majesty.
He walked all the way into the Criminal Investigation Brigade against the sun, and everyone greeted him. Cheng Ju said in a deep voice, "Zhou Liang, ask Tang Si to come to my office."
"Don, Tang team he..."
"Not yet?" Cheng Ju raised his hand to look at the time: "What time is it yet?"
"Uh..." Zhou Liang swallowed his saliva, his mind spinning rapidly: "He went out to work early in the morning and just called me, I have to go there soon."
He helped Tang Si cover up.
Who is Cheng Ju? He has long been a genius.
He snorted softly: "Let me see the call records?"