I'll smash you to pieces. "
When the words fell, Chen Shi stuffed the jade into the boy's clothes, tidying up the collar for him, "Come on, kiss one."
Huang Dan knew Chen Shi's thoughts and didn't kiss him, "Chen Shi, I won't die." Until the world he leaves, he will stay here.
Chen Shi couldn't hear the word, but this person put it in front of him again, his face was dark with anger, and his eyes were cloudy, "Can you make me feel at ease?!"
Huang Dan stopped talking.
Chen Shi walked back and forth like an enraged lion. He wanted to put the boy on the bed and beat him hard, but the last time the boy was spanked and cried to death came into his mind. , and can't let go.
Huang Dan saw Chen Shi take out a cigarette and a lighter, "Where are you going?"
Chen Shi didn't look back. He wanted to say in a fit of anger that I want you to take care of him, but he said, "If you don't go anywhere, just smoke a cigarette in the yard."
In the end, he was still afraid of the boy's worries, and even more afraid that he would be sad.
Chen Shi wiped his face and felt that there was something more in his bones, called slave xing, which only appeared when facing a person.
The door opened and closed, but within a few seconds, the temperature in the room dropped several degrees.
Huang Dan took out the jade from his neck, rubbed his fingertips lightly, put it back, and put it against his chest. He put away the lessons, paper and pen on the table, and lay on the bed with nothing to do, sorting out what he had mastered so far. all information.
Chen Shi smoked a cigarette and entered the house, and saw a bulge in the quilt on the bed, and a little pig was snoring. He closed the door with his backhand, kicked off his shoes lightly, took off his coat and got on the bed. Take the quilt into your arms.
Wang Qi came at a wrong time.
Huang Dan and Chen Shi were kissing and hugging in the bed, and the little quarrel had already turned the page. When they heard Wang Qi's voice, they were a little stunned for a while.
Chen Shi scratched his head, he scolded in a low voice, and lingered on the boy's collarbone for a few minutes before he got up, "Officer Wang, what are you doing?"
Wang Qi outside the door said yes.
In such a cold day, no one would come all the way here.
Chen Shi knew that he was still very irritable. When he opened the door, his face was black. If it wasn't for the winter he wore a lot, his long coat covered his crotch, and it wasn't him who greeted Wang Qi, but his. brother.
With a cigarette in his hand, Wang Qi brought in the smell of cigarette smoke when he entered the door.
Huang Dan is sensitive to the smell of cigarettes. He smells it and can guess that Wang Qi has smoked several cigarettes, 80% of which is troublesome.
Wang Qi took two puffs of cigarettes in a row, and said the purpose of this trip, "Shen Liang is dead."
Huang Dan's action of pulling the zipper of his jacket suddenly stopped, "Dead?"
He met Shen Liang yesterday morning. The other party said that he was going to the examination center of the Academy of Fine Arts, and he had to adjust his state one day in advance. He had already taken the examination, how could something happen
After a minute or two of silence in the room, Chen Shi asked, "How did Shen Liang die?"
Wang Qi briefly described the condition of Shen Liang when he died. It was bloody and disgusting. He watched the surveillance video, and his scalp is still numb, and his heart is hard to calm down.
Rather than saying that Shen Liang died in the accident caused by the ball, it is better to say that he died in his own hands.
In one thought, life and death.
At that time, Shen Liang had already crossed the road, and when the ball rolled towards him, he did not hesitate, but kicked the ball to the little boy, or picked it up and handed it to the boy who was in a safe position in the distance. It won't roll past him, roll on the road behind, and roll all the way to the middle of the road.
The motorcycle would drive normally, and it would not run into the ball, fly out uncontrollably, and hit Shen Liang.
He will die, it is his own choice.
The only fortunate thing is that the motorcycle driver was not in danger, and no other casualties were caused. Only Shen Liang died, and he rolled his head out and was run over by an approaching car.
When Wang Qi was watching the surveillance, there were several other colleagues. Several of them, including him, had expressions of incomprehensible surprise. What would they do if they were in a situation like Shen Liang? They would definitely pick up the ball and return it to the little boy. , it's just a little effort.
A tragedy can actually not happen.
After Wang Qi said that, he smothered his head and smoked, and the room fell into silence again.
Chen Shi tapped a cigarette and leaned against the table to smoke.
Huang Dan had a headache. He sat back on the bed and breathed in secondhand smoke for a while, "Officer Wang, are you here just to tell us about Shen Liang's death?"
Wang Qi didn't answer, but said, "I met the two teachers in the studio before I came. From the end of October last year to the beginning of this year, it was the fourth one. I joked with them that the studio was taken down by someone. curse