[one]
Later, after buying crayfish, they returned to this night market street.
There was still nothing left to buy a change of clothes for the Dynasty. Originally, it could have been solved by just looking for a small supermarket, but Lin Chen was walking along the street when he suddenly saw a small street stall.
The stall owner was a young college student who was dozing off. He was listening to music on his mobile phone, and he seemed to have no intention of doing business. There were two simple iron racks beside him. On the iron racks were two large rows of odds and ends. Lin Chen glanced at his cell phone. I found that he was listening to an album from Song Shengsheng's early days.
It was probably the moment when they passed by, the young college student glanced at him, then grabbed the phone and stood up excitedly: "Lin... Mr. Lin Chen?"
Lin Chen stopped, it was the first time he had been shouted and stopped by passers-by, and he was very at a loss.
"I... I like Sonic, I'm his fan, thank you today really..." said the little boy, his eyes were red, "Although it's hard, but I really thank you."
Under the street lamp, the young college student's eyes were reddish, and his expression was a little excited. In the night, he was wearing the faint light of the street lamp, and behind him was the smoke and dust rising from the barbecue stall next door.
Lin Chen was stunned.
"That... I'm not mistaken, right?" Seeing him startled, the college student suddenly became timid.
Lin Chen thought about it, it was the first time that he was thanked in person. Looking at the young face and hopeful eyes of the student, he felt that he should say something, but he couldn't say anything.
He suddenly remembered Song Shengsheng. The singer's face when he was young gradually overlapped with the student's. He suddenly wanted to know what the other party would say to him if he faced Song Shengsheng one day. If it was Song Shengsheng, he might thank him. Apologizing for him, and blaming him for being meddlesome, Song Shengsheng is such a strange alternative.
In the end, Xing Conglian put his hand on his shoulder to break the deadlock.
Xing Conglian greeted the student and said, "It's so late, why are you still setting up a stall?"
"Right, right... Earn some tuition!" The student suddenly became excited again, "Do you want to buy any clothes? I'll pick it up for you, really... I don't even know what to say. Am I being particularly brainless now?"
"No." Lin Chenzhe turned around, very embarrassed.
His actions probably made the college student think he was going to pick clothes, so the excited voice of the boy kept ringing in his ears, "Do you want to buy men's clothes? I have a new summer style in the small commodity market, and the hot style is very good..."
"Men's clothing... um..." Lin Chen picked up a large pink T-shirt with a small strawberry pattern from the simple hanger. He thought about what the next dynasty would look like wearing this T-shirt, then glanced at Xing Conglian and asked him ,"cute?"
"Cute." Xing Conglian said with satisfaction.
Lin Chen nodded, took out his wallet and paid.
Then there was another round of tug-of-war between giving money and not asking for money. In the end, Xing Conglian secretly stuffed the money into the student's pocket and solved the matter.
Of course, this is a very small episode. By the time we return to the Express Hotel, it will be past ten o'clock in the evening.
Dynasty had already taken a bath, wrapped in a thin quilt, and fell asleep on the bed.
Xing Conglian was standing beside the bed, carrying a large basket of crayfish for takeout, as if he wanted to wake him up immediately.
Lin Chen grabbed him, put the strawberry T-shirt on the bedside of the dynasty, and said helplessly, "I didn't sleep all day yesterday, I'm really tired."
"What about the crayfish?" Xing Conglian was very impatient.
"I'll see you eat it." Lin Chen glanced at the pot full of chili peppers, and then at the knife wound on his hand, and said it as a matter of course.
But in order to appease Xing Conglian, he still asked with a smile, "Would you like to go downstairs to buy another bottle of beer?"
As a loyal fan of spicy crayfish, Xing Conglian could not refuse this request.
There was a pair of small sofa chairs by the window. Xing Conglian put the crayfish on the coffee table. Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly turned around and said to him, "It's very late. Consultant Lin should go take a shower first."
Seeing that Xing Conglian Dayou was going to eat crayfish by the window all night, Lin Chen nodded and said yes.
Just before he could get the change of clothes, Xing Conglian turned his head and said, "Wait, the wound has to be protected from water. Wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to wash by yourself?"
"Of course it's inconvenient." Lin Chen opened the bathroom door. When he heard him say that, he had already entered the bathroom. He rarely wanted to tease Xing Conglian, so he stuck his head out and responded, "Captain Xing wants to help me wash. ?"
"I'm very willing to serve you." Xing Conglian was about to get up.
"Why don't we go together?" Lin Chen smiled and looked at Xing Conglian, then turned around and locked the bathroom door.
When he came out after washing, one third of Xing Conglian's lobster had been killed.
The express hotel obviously can't have the tall French windows like Cohen May, and the floors they live in are also very low, and there is no magnificent feeling of the whole city with thousands of lights outside the window. But Lin Chen looked at the back of Xing Conglian sitting in an armchair, one person, one wine and one lobster. In the dim light, Xing Conglian had a feeling of vicissitudes of life. At that time, Lin Chen suddenly thought, who can leave Punish Conglian's heart.
He wiped his wet hair with one hand and sat down beside Xing Conglian.
"Is it still inconvenient?" Xing Conglian asked him after taking a sip of wine.
"It's not that troublesome." Lin Chen glanced at the coffee table, there was a bottle of Yongchuan Chunsheng at some point, thinking that Xing Conglian really bought wine while he was taking a bath.
Xing Conglian put down the cup, walked into the bathroom to wash his hands, and when he came out, he directly took the towel in his hand and started to wipe his hair without a glance. Xing Conglian's movements were gentle, Lin Chen could feel the strength of his hand holding the towel and pressing against his head, and his auricle was touched from time to time by the edge of Xing Conglian's rough palm, Lin Chen felt that his ears were probably red , but the dim window should not be able to see clearly.
"When you saw that student just now, did you regret doing the live broadcast?" Xing Conglian asked for no reason.
Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian's thoughtful and serene face in the reflection in the glass window, and said honestly, "Yeah, I was thinking just now, if what Song Shengsheng wanted was not a peaceful life but a peaceful life, would I? Instead, it went against his wishes?"
"It's not something you can decide." Xing Conglian finished wiping and started folding towels, "Equally, it's not something he can decide."
Lin Chen shook his head, what Xing Conglian said was really powerful and powerful, and he really deserved to be Xing Conglian.
Because Xing Conglian easily resolved his knot, Lin Chen suddenly remembered another friend of his who always wanted to resolve his knot: "Where's Su Fengzi?"
Having said this, Lin Chen realized that his cell phone hadn't rang all night. With Su Fengzi's temperament, it's hard not to call him and taunt him after being locked up for a day...
"That goddess..." Xing Conglian put the towel back in the bathroom, his voice gradually became smaller, and the sound of footsteps sounded, he walked out of the bathroom again, and stopped by the desk, Lin Chen heard the sound of the electric kettle ringing, he turned his head, only Jian Xing Cong Lianzheng opened the tea bag and put it into the porcelain cup.
He quickly made a cup of tea, then brought it over and put it in front of him, and said gently, "Jasmine tea, you won't be able to fall asleep."
"thanks."
Lin Chen picked up the teacup, the teabags floated up and down in the water gently, and the fragrance curled up. It seemed that Xing Conglian was ready to let him continue chatting.
"It is said that people from the Xinni embassy said that when they wanted to release people, the room was already empty." Xing Conglian said.
Lin Chen's eyes widened, a little unbelievable, but after thinking about it, there is no such thing as ghosts, and it is indeed very similar to Su Fengzi's style.
"Your friend, it's incredible." Xing Conglian picked up the crayfish again and began to peel it.
Lin Chen wanted to say that you are even more incredible than him, but of course this kind of words can only be kept in his heart.
"Fengzi, to be honest, I don't even know what he's doing." Lin Chen blew on the tea soup, it was obviously ordinary jasmine tea, but probably because Xing Conglian was by his side, Lin Chen felt this The cup of tea was sweeter than the ones he had ever drank, he said: "When we were in college, he often skipped classes, so that we sometimes said that his other identity was Superman who saved the world or Overwatch, etc. Very mysterious."
Xing Conglian pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "It's very interesting."
After that, he and Xing Conglian told Xing Conglian about Su Fengzi in college, so he originally wanted to rest early, but they were sitting on the sofa by the narrow window of the Express Hotel, and he watched Xing Conglian carefully. Eat crawfish and keep chatting.
Xing Conglian would talk about some very strange local experiences. Sometimes Lin Chen would listen very carefully, and sometimes he couldn't help but put in a sentence or two, and then occasionally talked about some patients he had encountered before. In short, a man In the chat of , I can't help but talk about those experiences that make me proud.
At that time, Lin Chen thought, this is actually very good, there is no need to change anything between him and Xing Conglian, he is already very satisfied.
Then, if it wasn't for Song Shengsheng, the time between him and Xing Conglian would have passed through the decades as plainly as tonight.
But fortunately, there is Song Shengsheng in this world.
[two]
The next day, they were completely woken up by Xing Conglian's sudden ringing of his cell phone.
When he sat up from the bed in a daze, Xing Conglian answered the phone soberly.
"Jiang Chao?" Xing Conglian scratched his hair on the bed next door with a surprised tone.
"I'm relying on the old punishment, you won't come to Yongchuan, you will have some big news!" Vice Captain Jiang's loud voice came out through the handset of the phone.
Lin Chen covered his head and realized that the caller was the deputy captain of the Yongchuan Second Bureau Criminal Police Team who had been investigating with them in the mass suicide case. From even.
"What's the matter, call me so early?" Xing Conglian asked very seriously.
"Consultant Lin is also here. The group case we investigated last time has progressed in stages. I want to chat with you. It doesn't matter that you were so busy yesterday. I'm sorry to disturb you. Are you free in the morning?"
The room was too quiet, and his bed with Xing Conglian was very close, so Lin Chen could hear everything Jiang Chao said clearly.
Lin Chen nodded.
Xing Conglian asked, "Where are you?"
"It's downstairs with you."
Vice-Captain Jiang said it as a matter of course.
Lin Chen took a deep breath, the dynasty seemed to have not heard the phone call at all, and was still sleeping soundly.
The quality of sleep of the young people is so good that people don't get angry. Xing Conglian got up and soaked the shirt that Chao Dynasty had changed yesterday into the pool. Regarding Xing Conglian's practice of not giving him a way back, Lin Chen could only do it. Express appreciation.
Although only slept 6 hours, it's always good to have someone ask for breakfast.
Jiang Chao sent them a location and waited for them at a beef vermicelli soup shop near the Express Hotel.
As soon as they entered the door, the enthusiastic Captain Jiang patted the table and said, "This beef vermicelli soup is very good. It's a long-established Yongchuan brand. I just ordered a bowl for each of you. If it's not enough, I can add more. I invite you."
Lin Chen pulled out the chair and sat down, Xing Conglian whispered to him, "Is there a store near our house?"
Lin Chen looked at the name of the store on the menu, and decided not to tell Jiang Chao that this time-honored Yongchuan brand is actually a very ordinary national chain store.
The waiter brought three bowls of beef vermicelli soup, red meat in clear soup, and green coriander garnish. Xing Conglian broke open the double bamboo chopsticks, carefully cleaned the wooden thorns on them, handed them over, and then asked Jiang Chao, "Speaking of business. ."
Lin Chen was holding the bamboo chopsticks, Xing Conglian always showed his careful side in very casual details, which is really an excellent example of a good lover.
"I didn't catch the mastermind behind the scenes." Jiang Chao swallowed and said depressedly.
"What?" Although the police in the two places had also communicated about the progress of the case, Lin Chen really didn't know that Jiang Chao had recently arrested the mastermind behind the scenes. What he didn't expect was that Jiang Chao had The staged progress in the mouth is such a depressing thing.
"Hey, Consultant Lin, you also know that those kids were brainwashed very thoroughly, so the interrogation process was very, very troublesome. Later, if you hadn't said to ask some psychology professors from Yongchuan University for help, we would be able to find out the truth. Something of value comes."
"Well, go on."
"According to the confessions of some students, we have identified the mastermind behind it as a middle-aged man in his 40s who they called 'Mr. Meijing'."
"Mr. Meijing?" Lin Chen stopped his chopsticks and interrupted Jiang Chao.
"Right, isn't this name particularly sick, like an islander, but it shouldn't be a name but a codename."
"Beautiful scenery." Xing Conglian suddenly said, "There is culture."
"Hey, Lao Xing, let me continue to say that you don't interrupt." Jiang Chao waved his hand.
Xing Conglian shook his head helplessly and continued to drink the soup.
Jiang Chao said: "Then our bureau technicians drew a portrait of Mr. Meijing according to the description of the students, and the wanted notices were basically posted all over the city. Just four days ago, the cable reported that someone had seen him in a new village in Honghu District. After passing that 'Mr. Meijing', the people from our bureau went to squat, and decided to carry out the arrest operation yesterday, and then... fluttered." Jiang Chao said and patted his chopsticks.
Hearing Jiang Chao's words, Lin Chen has a very subtle sense of fear, the mysterious and unpredictable Mr. Meijing, and Song Shengsheng has heard all the information for more than a year. Could these two people be the same person
But around 40 years old, it doesn't seem to match the age of Song Shengsheng...
Thinking of this, Lin Chen took a deep breath, Xing Conglian stopped moving and looked at him with a frown, obviously Xing Conglian thought of something with him again.
Lin Chen said to Jiang Chao, "Can you show me the portrait of that Mr. Meijing?"
"What does it mean to be okay? Didn't I just bring a portrait to show you?"
Jiang Chao said, and pulled out a wanted order from the information bag.
Lin Chen opened it and looked at the sketch head portrait on the white paper. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that his nervousness just now was simply an occupational disease for no reason.
If Song Shengsheng was Mr. Meijing, Jiang Chao must have reacted long ago, why did he come to inform them now.
He looked at the middle-aged man on the white paper again, only to think that Mr. Meijing, who committed a heinous crime, should look like this.
The middle-aged man wears this checkerboard scarf around his neck and wears black-framed glasses. He looks plain and simple, but together it has a special charm, full of bookishness and the wise light of years.
He is very gentle and can give you wise guidance. Whether a boy or a girl, they may have wished in their sleep that their father would be like this; he would hold the child on his knees and tell a fairy tale in a lively and gentle tone; He will take you to the suburbs and explain wild animals and plants to you; he knows everything, but he never shows off, so perfect that he is not like ordinary people.
In short, it is probably only such a person who can have a charming charm that makes people put life and death aside for him.
Lin Chen retracted his gaze and handed the paper to Xing Conglian.
Xing Conglian glanced at it, and folded up the wanted order indifferently and stuffed it under the soup bowl, as if it was just an ordinary criminal.
"Do you know the real name of this Mr. Meijing?" Xing Conglian asked.
"Old Xing, if I still have an idea now, can I come over and find Consultant Lin!" Jiang Chao changed his flattering tone, "I really have no idea, I don't know anything, that Mr. Meijing is like a ghost."
"Since you are in the new village, you should leave your fingerprints. The fingerprint inspection has been done, but there is no record in the information database?"
"No!"
"Oh, that's really a ghost, that's fine." After Xing Conglian finished speaking, he continued to drink the soup, "Don't worry too much, you can always catch it."
"Hey, Consultant Lin, look at him like this, there is no friendship among colleagues at all." Jiang Chao muttered dissatisfiedly.
Lin Chen pondered for a moment, and said seriously, "But with just a portrait, I have no better way."
"You can't dig a hole for him and kill him like you did with Li Jingtian?"
Lin Chen shook his head: "It's too risky, Mr. Meijing looks like a prudent, cunning, and extremely smart criminal. He is far more dangerous than Li Jingtian." Lin Chen said to Jiang Chao very solemnly, "You must be careful, you can't be like So reckless last time."
"I know, but even if I die, I will catch people." Jiang Chao said disdainfully.
If you have to divide it by temperament type, Jiang Chao is a typical sanguine, lively and enthusiastic, but it is easy to be careless. Lin Chen took a deep look at him, not knowing what to say, and finally had to stab Xing Conglian.
Xing Conglian understood, put his chopsticks on the bowl, and said to Jiang Chao, "Jiang Chao..."
"what?"
"You're not afraid of death, are you?"
"Of course not."
"Then if your colleagues around you die one by one because of your recklessness, aren't you afraid?"
Xing Conglian was very serious, even dignified, causing the temperature in the small shop to drop.
Jiang Chao became very timid after only one glance at him.
"Next time, you are not allowed to act without authorization. If there is any problem, please inform me and Consul Lin first." He said firmly.
Sometimes, Lin Chen felt that Jiang Chao was like an older version of the dynasty, but unfortunately, the dynasty was a child brought up by Xing Conglian, and Jiang Chao obviously did not have such good luck.
The beef vermicelli soup was eaten very quickly. After Xing Conglian said that, Jiang Chao did not dare to refute it, but because of the silence, the originally good breakfast became dull.
Jiang Chao thanked them and left in a hurry.
They walked back to the hotel room, and after opening the room, Dynasty actually woke up.
The young man was holding the small strawberry T-shirt in his hand, his upper body was naked, and the TV was turned on at some point.
He stared at the picture on the TV with demented and confused eyes, then turned his head blankly, and said to them, "Ah... Boss Achen... Song Shengsheng found it."