After a day of study, they were specifically told not to go out for dinner. Everyone knew why, and no one objected. However, this couldn't stop them from wanting to party. They ordered takeaways in small groups and delivered them to their rooms, but they didn't dare to drink.
After eating and bragging, it was very late before I knew it, several squadron leaders dispersed one after another, and Yan Jue stayed to help Ren Yi clean up the leftovers on the table.
Ren Yi complained: "This smell is too strong, how can I sleep tonight." He opened the window to let the air out, and the cold wind blowing in made his skin tingle—it was the coldest time in the deep winter. season.
"It's easy to catch a cold like this." Yan Jue said, "You go to sleep with me, leave it overnight and you'll be fine tomorrow."
They all lived in standard rooms with two beds.
"Okay." Ren Yi said, "Come on, put these garbage outside the door."
Yan Jue lives diagonally across from Ren Yi, and Ren Yi put on his pajamas and walked over.
When Yan Jue went to take a shower, Ren Yi lay on the bed and fiddled with his phone, flipping through the chat records between him and Gong Yingxian.
Most of the content was sent to Gong Yingxian by Ren Yi, sometimes it was interesting news, sometimes it was a cheap emoji, and sometimes it was just to tease him. Gong Yingxian did not reply from time to time, most of the replies were concise and to the point, and he never used emoticons or irregular symbols, he did not look like a young man. The long and numerous replies were all related to the case without exception.
Just from the content of the chat, you can tell who is hot at a glance.
Ren Yi gave a bitter smile, but he comforted himself that compared to his unrequited crush, at least he and Gong Yingxian did all the intimate things between lovers, he should be content.
Maybe, maybe because of Gong Yingxian's obsession with cleanliness and personality issues, she will continue to be like this with him, so... that's fine.
There was the sound of the bathroom door opening, Ren Yi raised his eyes reflexively, and saw Yan Jue walking out wearing only a pair of shorts.
Yan Jue has an excellent figure, with broad shoulders and long legs, muscular body, bronze skin like an accumulator full of sunlight, exuding a healthy breath at any time, even the faint vest marks on his shoulders reveal a few very sexy. While shaking his hair, he rubbed the short stubble with a white towel randomly, and the water droplets splashed in the air, like a large dog waving its hair out of water.
Ren Yi swallowed. He has lived in high school since high school, and has been in the collective bathhouse for many years. He has never seen anything, and he has long been calm, unless he meets a particularly good-looking figure, not to mention that Yan Jue is also handsome.
Yan Jue tilted his head to control the water in his ears, and looked at Ren Yi: "Go and wash. I heard they said that the hot water here is not good enough, and it will be gone if you wash it late."
"Oh." Ren Yi couldn't help but look Yan Jue up and down.
Yan Jue raised his eyebrows and said, "You have a good figure."
"Not bad." Seeing that he was going to be embarrassed, Ren Yi jumped out of bed, put on his pajamas and went to take a shower.
Yan Jue looked back at Ren Yi's back and smiled triumphantly.
After taking a shower, Ren Yi put on his pajamas before coming out. Although he admired Yan Jue's figure, men all have the desire to compare, he couldn't compare and had to cover it up. Thinking of this, he felt somewhat depressed.
Seeing him coming out, Yan Jue asked, "Would you like a plate?"
"Come."
"Do you want to try this new general? I have."
"Okay." The two threw their mobile phones to each other, and Ren Yi took a look at them, "I haven't played it before, which outfit should I bring?"
"Let me see." Yan Jue jumped off his bed and lay down next to Ren Yi.
Ren Yi was stunned for a moment, and while handing the phone to Yan Jue, he moved a little to the side, but this bed is a 1.2 meter standard single bed, which is too small to sleep alone, let alone two big men who are about 1.8 meters, Move it and roll down.
Yan Jue looked as usual, chose the outfit, and returned it to Ren Yi.
After the start, because he was not familiar with the characters, Ren Yi died three times quickly, and his teammates scolded him a few times.
Normally, Ren Yi would definitely start scolding too, but this time he was wronged, so he only dared to mutter in a low voice, while Yan Jue sneered and laughed beside him.
"Damn it, I gave it back to you." Ren Yi wanted to exchange the phone with Yan Jue.
"Hey, wait a minute." Yan Jue flicked his hand quickly across the screen, but not long after, he too died.
While waiting for the resurrection, Yan Jue took the mobile phone from Ren Yi, turned his head to Ren Yi, and taught him while demonstrating.
Ren Yi listened carefully, and when he raised his head, he almost bumped into Yan Jue's face, and Yan Jue stared at Ren Yi without blinking.
Both of them were startled, and suddenly there was an unusual breath in the air.
Ren Yi's little radar sensed something, but he wasn't sure, he leaned back indistinctly, and put a little distance away from Yan Jue: "Let's change back, I don't have time to play recently, if I lose, I should lose the ranking .”
Yan Jue coughed lightly and acted nonchalantly: "Okay."
The two changed their mobile phones back and won a round smoothly. It's just that their arms kept bumping into each other during the fight, which made Ren Yi feel a little awkward, and he was in no mood to continue playing: "It's almost eleven o'clock, sleepy, why don't you go to sleep."
"Well, go to sleep." Yan Jue returned to his bed, lying on his side, his bright eyes looking at Ren Yi in the dim light, "Sihuo, do you know, in fact, that time at the playground was not our first time meet once."
"Really." Ren Yi said absent-mindedly, "I met you in a meeting before?"
"No, it wasn't long before I was promoted to squadron leader."
"When was that?"
"...It doesn't matter, go to sleep."
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The last day of learning is the display of new equipment that everyone is looking forward to. Our country's firefighting equipment is not advanced enough, and many good things are imported, especially the United States and Germany.
This time, there are new types of water tankers, rescue ropes, gas masks and other tools, as well as various instruments for rescue or fire investigation. Every year, the squadron will propose a procurement plan according to its own needs and budget, but the application may not be approved. The more fully the reasons are written, the higher the chance of approval will be, so everyone is taking notes carefully.
When talking about the new gas mask, Ren Yi froze as soon as the PPT slipped.
The new mask displayed on the projector is very different from the ones they are commonly used now. First of all, it is smaller in size, and the filter part is relatively thin and long. It also comes with a small air bag, which can provide 5-8 minutes of breathing. emergency oxygen. This small mask is for emergency backup and getting into tight spaces.
It's not that Ren Yi has never seen this kind of combination of anti-virus and mini air breathing. To his surprise, this thing looks so familiar, it reminds him of the bird mask that Zi Yan wears in an instant!
Ren Yi's heart was beating wildly for this discovery, and he felt chills down his spine.
No wonder he always felt that the mask looked familiar, but it was not his illusion.
He opened the browser to search, trying to find photos of old-fashioned gas masks, but there were too many masks, and it was difficult to determine the year. His heart moved, and he sent a WeChat message to Zhang Wen of the Huodiao Department, asking Zhang Wen to help him look through the files in the archives to see if he could find the mask style from the past.
Yan Jue quietly bumped Ren Yi with his elbow, and whispered, "What are you doing? Hurry up and remember."
Ren Yi hesitated, trying to maintain calm on his face, but his heart was already in chaos.
He had already guessed that the murderer might be wearing fire-proof equipment, which is why he could fake the scene of the fire. Why didn't he think that the bird mask that Gong Yingxian saw might be...
When get out of class was over, Zhang Wen sent over a file, which contained all the masks that the fire department had iterated over the past 20 years.
Ren Yi slid his finger forward, feeling more and more heavy.
It looks more and more like...
The filter of the new mask is too big and wide, and many functional devices have been added. It is more like a space helmet worn by an astronaut, full of a sense of technology, but the old-fashioned mask is really a bit like a bird.
It is entirely possible for a six-year-old child to visualize something he does not know into something he can understand.
Did Gong Yingxian really mistook the gas mask worn by the murderer for a bird mask? !
Ren Yi only felt his forehead swell, and his complexion became extremely ugly.
Although both Gong Yingxian and Qiu Yan said that there must be an inner ghost in this case, Ren Yi subconsciously does not want to doubt his seniors in the same profession, could it be...
Ren Yi took a deep breath to stop himself from continuing to diverge. Before there is no evidence, he can't think wildly. Besides, most of these equipments were purchased abroad back then, not only for firefighters. In the era of no online shopping, just because it is not as convenient as it is now, does not mean that it cannot be bought.
However, Ren Yi was restless during the whole class.
After class, Yan Jue asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Ren Yi explained: "It's okay, I just received news about some cases."
"bad news?"
"...It doesn't count." Ren Yi sighed, "But the good news doesn't make people happy."
Yan Jue nodded: "Understood, if you need help, just say it."
"Well, I'll make a phone call." Ren Yi walked to the corridor and dialed Gong Yingxian's number.
"Hello." Gong Yingxian's pleasant voice sounded, with a hint of joy in his tone, "Have you finished class?"
Ren Yi said in a deep voice, "Ying Xian, let me ask you a question."
Ren Yi's voice sounded too serious, Gong Yingxian immediately sensed something was wrong: "You ask."
"Is what you saw back then really the mask of a bird?"
Gong Yingxian was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"I guess it might not be a bird's mask."