The next morning, both of them woke up early. Ren Yi ran around the garden of Gong Yingxian's house a few times, and when he came back, he was just in time for breakfast.
Seeing Gong Yingxian, Ren Yi's eyes lit up.
He was already fully dressed—a suit on his upper body, a blanket on his lower body, and he couldn't wear tight pants because of his unhealed leg injury, but even in such a sickly shape, he looked serious, calm and dignified, and made people feel uneasy There is no association of sickness and weakness. His hair was scooped up like it was at work, with only a few bangs remaining. His complexion is no longer as pale as it was a few days ago, and there is a thin color of blood, and his eyes are no longer dazed and dull. Between his glances, they are sharp, deep, and wise.
When Gong Yingxian saw Ren Yi, before the smile reached the corner of his lips from his heart, he stretched out his hand towards him first.
Ren Yi also naturally went up and held it.
Uncle Sheng looked at them with a smile, even a little narcissistic.
Ren Yi felt a little embarrassed before, he thought that Uncle Sheng didn't know about the relationship between them, but he didn't expect him to have sharp eyes, and he had already seen it without Qiu Yan reminding him, so Ren Yi was calm.
"How many laps did you run?"
"A dozen laps, I forgot to count." It was hot, and Ren Yi naturally lifted the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face. They ran every day in the squadron, and wiped it like this when they sweated. They didn't pay much attention to it. Also forget that this action is not very elegant.
Uncle Sheng turned to get him a towel.
Gong Yingxian was sitting in the wheelchair, at the level of his eyes was Ren Yi's lower back, he watched the sweat glistening with pearls trickle down from the undulating shoulder blades, and flowed through the tight skin. The honey-colored waistline is like a shallow stream swimming in a valley, or like a sky moistening a wall. They meander and slide all the way down. If the water is strong, you will swim urgently, and if the water is small, you will swim leisurely. But in the end, they all go to the lowest point At - a canyon formed by the proud uplifting of the buttocks.
"..."
"Captain Ren, wipe it off with a towel." Uncle Sheng came back soon.
Ren Yi thanked and took the towel.
Uncle Sheng looked at Gong Yingxian with concern: "Master, are you hot too? Why don't you wear a suit, your face is blushing."
"I'm not hot." Gong Yingxian pulled off Ren Yi's sports T-shirt almost angrily, "There are so many people rushing in and out, why are you taking off your clothes?" There are many helpers in his family, and most of them are women Yes, how many unpopular pictures have to be conjured up! He didn't want anyone to see or think of Ren Yi's...in any way.
Ren Yi didn't realize what Gong Yingxian was thinking at all, but found that it was really indecent, especially in front of someone who paid attention to appearance like Gong Yingxian, he smiled embarrassedly: "Eat first, I'll go take a shower Change clothes."
While cutting sandwiches for Gong Yingxian, Uncle Sheng said, "Young master, can you live here all the time after you become the captain?"
"No, it's too far away here."
Uncle Sheng was a little disappointed: "Our chef is exhausted."
"Ok?"
"It's one thing if you give more money, but they also want to show their skills. With Captain Ren, they are all working hard to make delicious food in different ways. You just..."
Gong Yingxian looked at his sandwich, he had eaten it for more than ten years, and suddenly felt that it seemed a bit boring, he said: "Then I will eat porridge today, just like Ren Yi."
"Ah?" Uncle Sheng was stunned.
"In the future, I will start eating hot food, no, warm food, not very hot, not very hot, start with warm food."
Uncle Sheng was pleasantly surprised: "Really!"
Gong Yingxian didn't tell Uncle Sheng that under Gong Yingxian's coaxing, he even tasted things like hot pot and instant noodles that he had heard of before. Then reject food cooked with fire, because Ren Yi likes it, and if Ren Yi likes it, there is probably nothing wrong with it.
After a while, Ren Yi came out refreshed, sat opposite Gong Yingxian, smiled at him, and ate breakfast.
Morning, sunshine, love, breakfast.
As if they've always been like this, like they'll always be like this from now on.
After dinner, Ren Yi took Gong Yingxian to the Hongwu sub-bureau.
On the way, he joked, "Wow, do you think we look like an old married couple? I'll drive you to work in the morning."
"Like." Gong Yingxian was thinking about what Uncle Sheng said in the morning, and was worried that he had nothing to say, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "You will be more like me when you move to my house."
Ren Yi was slightly startled: "Are you inviting me to move to your house?"
"Yeah." Gong Yingxian looked at him, "You can't come when you are studying and on duty, but you can always come when you are on vacation."
"Then it's better to go to my house, my house is close to my squadron and your branch office."
Gong Yingxian pouted, seemingly unable to refute.
Ren Yi squeezed his face: "Go, go, okay? If you have enough time, go to your house. If you are tired from working overtime and come home too late, go to my house, okay?"
Gong Yingxian smiled: "Okay."
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When they arrived at the branch office, Gong Yingxian had a cold and stern face, and his colleagues didn't dare to greet him when they saw him.
Qiu Yan walked over, stopped in front of the two of them, bent down with his hands on the wheelchair, looked into Gong Yingxian's eyes with a faint smile: "Okay?"
"Okay." Gong Yingxian pursed his lips slightly, and secretly clenched his hands into fists.
This remark has a double meaning, that is, asking whether he is healthy or not, is also asking whether he is ready or not.
"Then get ready to meet the challenge." Qiu Yan's tone was strange, mixed with helplessness, sarcasm, gloomy, and heavy.
"Let's meet Zhang Wen first." Gong Yingxian looked up at Ren Yi, "You want to go together."
"certainly."
The three of them sat in the interrogation room and waited. Gong Yingxian looked down at Zhang Wen's file. He should have read it many times, but he still read it seriously at this time, not killing the waiting time.
After a while, the police brought Zhang Wen here.
Zhang Wen's hair was cut short in the detention center, but he was still wearing glasses. His demeanor was still doleful. He was not tall and very thin. He never dared to look anyone in the eye.
Ren Yi thought it was all Zhang Wen's disguise before. After all, he was not the same person as the one on his ID card, but he just looked a little like him. Reduce his sense of existence, now it seems that maybe his original character is like this
Seeing Ren Yi, Zhang Wen was taken aback for a moment, then quickly lowered his head, his eyelashes trembling uneasily.
Ren Yi endured and did not speak. What can he say, he is not a policeman, and this is not a place for him to vent his hatred and accusations. He is afraid that if he speaks, it will affect their interrogation, so he just stares at Zhang Wen and keeps silent.
Zhang Wen sat down, his hands were handcuffed on the table, and his head was bowed.
"How's life in the detention center?" Gong Yingxian asked calmly.
Ren Yi was a little surprised, he knew that Gong Yingxian's interrogation was always straightforward, and he would not gossip at all.
After a long while, Zhang Wen whispered, "I heard that it will be better in prison, better than here."
"So you look forward to being able to go to court and go to prison earlier, and you think that you won't be sentenced to a few years anyway, right?"
Zhang Wen didn't speak.
"How many years do you think you can be sentenced to?" Gong Yingxian asked again.
"I don't know." Zhang Wen argued, "I surrendered myself."
"Yes, you surrendered yourself and provided a lot of clues, so the sentence can be reduced appropriately. In addition, you said that you never killed anyone, you just pretended to be someone else, you just stole some official documents and leaked some information for the organization, If it’s true, it really doesn’t seem like the sentence will be too long.”
Zhang Wen nodded: "I haven't harmed anyone. I didn't set the bomb in my house."
"Why are you doing things for Zi Yan?"
"He..." Zhang Wen's eyelashes fluttered. In fact, he is quite handsome. If he hadn't had a humble temperament, he could have turned into a handsome guy after cleaning up. "He can see me."
"..."
"No one else can see me, but he can. Others think that I can't do anything, but he thinks I can."
Qiu Yan stood aside with his hands folded, expressionless: "So, it's to repay Zi Yan's kindness."
"... He also gave me money." Zhang Wen whispered, "I don't plan to stay in Beijing forever, and I'm not suitable for working with people. I want to save some money."
"Qian, um, we did find an abnormal source of funds in your account. Where did the real Zhang Wen go? He Xiuyu."
The fake Zhang Wen, that is, He Xiuyu shook his head: "I don't know, Zi Yan gave me this identity, and I didn't ask anything else."
"Why do you keep using Zhang Wen's account to get the money instead of your own? You are not afraid of being discovered, and you have no money to run away."
"I'm afraid of being discovered by using my account."
"Really."
He Xiuyu nodded lazily: "I pretended to be Zhang Wen, so I dare not use my original identity for fear of revealing my truth."
"Then why don't you transfer the money? Don't you value it very much?"
"The transfer will leave traces, I am more cautious."
Gong Yingxian clicked on the file: "You grew up in an orphanage."
He Xiuyu was silent.
"A fire broke out in the orphanage when you were 14 years old and killed 12 people. Is it related to you?"
"No." He Xiuyu looked at Gong Yingxian dumbly.
"So where did you go after that? Before you went to college, this paragraph was pretty much blank."
"Part-time job, self-study, save tuition."
"Is there any evidence to prove it?"
"I don't have much proof, most of the money I get when I work part-time is in cash."
"You don't have any traces on social media, why, do people of our age not use social media?"
He Xiuyu shook his head.
The more Ren Yi listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. Could Gong Yingxian pay too much attention to this fake Zhang Wen? He felt that he might gain more from interrogating Bai Yan and Huang Yan. After all, this fake Zhang Wen is a fake Zhang Wen. The lower-ranking member of the organization who didn't talk to Zi Yan on the phone was Orange Yan, who was only higher than Hong Yan, who was a human bomber. Judging from what he did, it was also confirmed that he had no contact with the core of the organization and was just an accomplice.
Gong Yingxian asked again: "When did you know Zi Yan?"
"A few years ago."
"A few years ago, specifically."
"Maybe two or three years ago."
"Then where did some of the high consumption before that come from? When you travel, you live in high-end hotels and take first-class seats. At that time, you were still a student. You even had to work to save tuition fees. Why did you Is there such a high consumption?"
He Xiuyu frowned: "I earned some money from part-time jobs, and not many times. Those air tickets and hotels cost less than 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in total. I'm not as poor as you think."
"Leaving aside the number of times and the amount, let's talk about consumption habits." Qiu Yan stared straight at him, "Many of your transactions are cash transactions, which cannot be checked, but hotels and airplanes will leave traces. A , who grew up in an orphanage, dropped out of high school, and relied on part-time jobs to save tuition to go to college, and people in their early twenties should be very frugal. It's hard won, and it doesn't cost much, unless, you think otherwise."
He Xiuyu didn't speak again.
"So you knew Ziyan much earlier than you said?"
"Maybe, I can't remember."
Hearing this, Ren Yi has completely changed his initial thoughts about this person. He is hiding a secret, which must be a very important secret.
Gong Yingxian leaned over, her pupils were as sharp as eagles hovering in the sky, they locked on to the target, and they swooped down, "Or, you are Zi Yan."