That hit again and again, ruthless and sharp, without any effort.
The man had been beaten until his nose and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
Ningxia Chuan immediately went to grab Tang Si and pulled him out of the alley.
Once outside, Ning Xiachuan began to reprimand: "Calm down! Do you think it's appropriate to do such a thing in your capacity?!"
"You fucking rely on the weak lights in the alley, people can't see what you look like, and when the time comes to complain to you, I'll see what you do!"
In fact, Tang Si has always been a rational person, he will not be impulsive in doing anything, and will consider quite comprehensively.
He tugged at the neckline, with a calm face, and asked a little funny, "Does it fit?"
"I'm very calm now." He said in a deep tone, "I hit fairly lightly."
Ning Xiachuan didn't think he was very calm now, and his tone was also calm: "Is there a sense of proportion?"
"Property?" Tang Si looked at Ning Xia Chuan: "Tell me what is proper measure?"
"My woman was bullied by that bastard, what do I want?"
"Am I still inappropriate? If it weren't for this suit, do you think he would have the order to walk out from here today?"
What is sanity? What's the use of reason
Besides, his reason told him that he must be beaten.
Ning Xiachuan fell silent suddenly.
As a boyfriend, Tang Si should do this.
As a police officer, you shouldn't.
Everything should be separated.
He didn't want to restrict himself with this identity.
If that person insists on suing and complaining, then he will admit it, and there is nothing wrong with admitting it.
He can afford the crime of beating someone.
Even if it is done in his capacity, there will be more serious problems.
…
And this night, Ning Xia Chuan and Zhou Liang interrogated this person, but Tang Si was not allowed to participate.
It didn't matter to Tang Si, but Ning Xiachuan didn't let him appear in front of this person, so as to avoid the troubles that could be avoided, he should try his best to avoid them.
In the end, the person confessed that he was only using money to do business, and also provided the other party's phone number to transfer the money. After checking, it was all fictitious, and no one could be found at all.
This thread is broken here.
The incident is continuing to be investigated, but until no new clues come out, it can only stop and try its best to dig out more new clues.
…
When Tang Si arrived at the hospital, Song Yi asked, "How is that person?"
Tang Si told what happened.
"Why didn't you go to the interrogation?" Song Yi discovered the key point of the matter.
"It's not good to see him." Tang Si gave a simple answer: "I don't want to interrogate."
He agreed with Ning Xiachuan not to participate in the interrogation, because he was afraid that he couldn't bear to beat him up any longer.
Song Yi opened his mouth slightly and looked at Tang Si: "Did you hit him?"
She is very smart and sensitive. In fact, such things are not difficult to guess. From Tang Si's point of view, it is easy to imagine.
Tang Si picked up his water glass and took a sip of water: "If I didn't kill him, I'm considered sensible."
Song Yi: "..."
At this moment, she didn't know what expression to put on.
Tang Si noticed her, smiled, and looked down at his hand: "The hand from the beating still hurts."
As he spoke, he put his big hand in front of her, and asked with a smile, "Blow it?"
Song Yi glanced at him and slapped his hand away: "Are you still human?"
After beating someone, he even pretended to be pitiful in front of her.
Tang Si said calmly: "I don't really want to be a human being."
…
On this day, Song Yi was discharged from the hospital.
Tang Si came by car.
Song Yi's hospitalization was not told to Song's father and Song's mother, and no one knew about it.
When following Tang Si into the car, Song Yi noticed the roses in the back, which were fiery red and bright, and a large bouquet.
Her eyes lit up.
She walked over to pick it up, and smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Did you buy it for me?"
She likes to wear white clothes very much, and the fiery red roses in her hands make her more delicate and charming. She is like a rose, stunning at first glance, but also thorny.
Tang Si put one hand in his pocket, and held the car keys in the other hand. Looking at her, he smiled and didn't answer: "Get in the car first."
Song Yi sat directly behind.
"..." Tang Si: "Are you going to abandon your brother just for a bouquet of flowers?"
Song Yi: "I want to take a photo with flowers."
"I think so too." Tang Si said as he pulled her down from the back seat, took a photo with her on the phone, and looked down at the photo on the phone after taking the photo.
Yun Danfeng sighed lightly: "How beautiful."
Only then did Song Yi realize that the flowers he was talking about were her.
In fact, Tang Si is not lacking in romance at all, and is also very good at coaxing people.
Staying with him, life seems to be full of surprises everywhere, even if he doesn't give her anything, just chatting with him, she will feel very sweet.
Fun soul one in a million.
His good skin is also one in a million.
Song Yi: "I am flowers, you are cow dung."
Tang Si: "Is cow dung similar to me?"
Song Yi raised her eyebrows: "A flower stuck in cow dung."
Tang Si put away the phone, put it in his pocket with one hand, and answered the phone slowly: "I don't know about that."
The man whispered to her softly, ambiguously and provocatively: "Anyway, cow dung has inserted flowers."
Song Yi: "!!!"
Does this mean that he can speak yellow accents on any topic! How slippery is this car!
"Now I want to kiss the flowers." Tang Si bent over, and Song Yi held the rose in front of the two of them.
Tang Si's face directly touched the rose, he raised his eyes, his peach blossom eyes were stained with a smile, behind the rose, there was a strange surprise.
Song Yi took the rose and slapped him on the face again: "Hey, kiss whatever you want."
"That's still not enough." Tang Si said with a faint smile, and looked at her with doting eyes: "This flower is not that flower."
He seemed to be planning something, but he didn't speak for a long time, Song Yi didn't notice Tang Si's nervousness.
Only in the middle of bickering with Tang Si.
This is one of the charms of Tang Si, as long as you stay in the same space with him, your mood will remain at a happy point at any time.
Song Yi returned to her own topic: "Did you really buy this?"
Tang Si looked at the rose: "I picked it up on the way here, believe it or not?"
Song Yi threw the flower in front of him again: "Are you sick?"
Can she believe that this is picked up? Can the ones picked up on the road be so fresh
"Then, I picked this up by the way." Tang Si took out a small box from his pocket, and looked at her seriously: "Do you want it?"
The little box was opened, and a ring lay inside.
The ring is very exquisite and beautiful, it looks like it is custom-made, it is specially made.
Song Yi was stunned, his mind went blank at this moment, and he didn't know what kind of reaction to make.
Just staring at Tang Si in a daze.
Seeing her stunned, Tang Si tightly tightened the box with his hands: "The scene is not grand, and I planned to plan it, but I think you may not like that kind of grand exaggeration."
His tone was slow, and he couldn't hide his nervousness: "It's not marriage with a son. I had planned it a long time ago, but now I feel... I can't wait any longer."
"So..." Tang Si looked at Song Yi, and slowly knelt down on one knee in front of her: "Would you like to spend the rest of your life with me?"
Song Yi lowered her eyes and looked at him.
She didn't know what words to use to describe herself. She was in such a mood now, but it was shocking.
A heart is beating wildly.
He knelt down towards her, with a low profile, but she felt that at this moment, she had a home, shrouded in a gentle and safe place.
Because it is an underground garage, there is no one there, just the two of them.
She kept silent, Tang Si thought, maybe it came too suddenly, she needed to think about it.
"It's okay." Tang Si said: "Don't worry, just give me an answer now, and you can talk to me later..."
"Stupid?" Song Yi said suddenly, and stretched out his hand in front of him: "Put it on."
…
It is impossible for Song Yi not to agree to him, it is inevitable.
However, Tang Si would be nervous about this kind of thing, just like when he confessed his love to her.
My heart was beating wildly, I was nervous, and I was sweating coldly.
Even if he is very good in his own field and has a lot of confidence, he is no different from other men in pursuing girls to propose marriage.
Song Yi watched his slender hands trembling, and for some reason, her nose was sore.
I always feel that they have been together for many years, and at this moment they have finally achieved a positive result.
Song Yi watched his hands put the ring on her, and said slowly, "Tang Si, will you always love me?"
"It's not realistic to talk about a few lifetimes or tens of thousands of years." He said, "As long as life is long, I can love you for as long as I can."
"Put the ring on for you." Tang Si put his arms around her waist and kissed her forehead: "It's yours, nothing less."
There will be certificates, weddings, and the future.
…
Song Yi was always happy on the way home, staring at the ring on her hand.
Tang Si turned his head to look at her, and suddenly said: "Miss Song, tell me someday if you are in a good mood, so that I can lure you to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
"I'm very happy every day." Song Yi looked at him: "But you have to go through my parents' test first, you have to tell him that you want to marry me, and they agree, then we two will go to get the certificate."
Tang Si smiled: "Okay."
Song's father and Song's mother didn't know about this, but they certainly wouldn't object.
On the basis that all processes are normal, they will not object, but—
Song Yi is pregnant, if he goes again, he will be in some danger.
Be prepared to be whipped by the old man.
Even now that they know that they are not Song Yi's biological parents, they love Song Yi so much that they definitely treat her like their own flesh and blood.
…
This night, Song Yi slept peacefully.
Tang Si asked Song Yi to report to him wherever he went in daily life, and he couldn't run around alone. After all, the people behind him hadn't been caught yet, so Song Yi might be in danger.
This kind of thing must always be on guard.
It was past one o'clock in the evening when Tang Si finished processing his work emails.
In fact, it is normal for Tang Si to work late, even all night.
But now there is no major case at hand, so it is less difficult.
During work, he went back and forth from the bedroom to the study, looked at Song Yi, and went back to work.
In the end, I simply took the computer to the bedroom and went to work.
Nice to watch her sleep.
Before Song Yi became pregnant, Tang Si cared for her like a baby. She was delicate, so Tang Si naturally put her at the top of his heart.
But at least he wouldn't imagine staring at her all the time like now.
After Song Yi became pregnant, Tang Si felt that Song Yi was even more delicate, and was afraid that something might happen.
From time to time, his eyes would look at her.
Song Yi was afraid that Tang Si would move around in his sleep, so he didn't want him to sleep with her, and she discussed it before going to bed.
But Tang Si was worried, so he simply made a floor bunk next to the bed.
The mood is also a little depressed. Before pregnancy, you can hug her casually. After pregnancy, you can't even touch him.
It's obviously his baby, but he can't do it if he wants to hug her and sleep.
Tang Si was beside the bed, looking at Song Yi's sleeping face, he couldn't help but smile.
"You sleep soundly." Tang Si: "No matter how wronged I am by caring about your brother."
As he spoke, he touched her face with his hand to see if her temperature was normal.
Reaching out to touch her feet, Tang Si frowned, her feet were cold.
It's winter now.
It's getting colder.
It was said that girls would not be warm in bed in winter, so he got up, went to get a hot water bottle, and put it by her feet to keep her warm.
Originally, she could sleep like this, but Tang Si still looked at her sleeping face.
No matter how I look at it, I feel that I like her tightly in my heart, with doting eyes and a gentle smile.
Involuntarily looking at her and smiling.
In the end, he couldn't help but took out his mobile phone to take a picture of her, and it turned into him taking a picture with her sleeping in the camera.
Tang Si never felt that he loved taking pictures so much.
All the photos in this life may have to be taken now.
Finally, set the photo as wallpaper, desktop.
Originally, I wanted to post a circle of friends and use my circle of friends background avatar.
In the end, it still didn't send out, and it didn't work.
Due to his status, it is better not to use it.
It's just that the hands and her hands are interlocked, and a photo is taken under the dim light, which has that kind of feeling.
Then use this photo as the background of your circle of friends.
After doing all this, Tang Si went to touch her feet and found that they were indeed warmed up.
But the hot water bottle will always be cold.
Tang Si pursed her lips, planning to change her again in the middle of the night.
So he lay down and began to sleep on the bunk he had made next to the bed.
But after tossing and turning, I found that I couldn't fall asleep.
Tang Si found that he slept and slept with Song Yi in his arms, which seemed to have become a habit.
When the person is in front of you but you can't hug him, you really can't sleep.
I don't know when it started, no matter how late he went to work and worked overtime, when Song Yi came back, no matter whether she was asleep or not, she was always there.
As soon as he got home, she was at home.
This is peace of mind, belonging.
Tang Si tossed and turned, thinking about it, and finally, sneakily, climbed onto the bed.
Sleeping with Song Yi in her arms.
Although they slept together with their arms around each other, he had been busy with work this night.
He couldn't sleep well either, and always cared about her physical condition, waking up from time to time to see if she was sleeping well.
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