Mingshu sat in the co-pilot and tilted his head to look at Xiao Yu'an, "Where are we going? You won't really go on a date, will you?"
Xiao Yuan reminded: "Fast your seat belt first."
Ming Shu obediently did as he did, pressing the lock with a "click", "Fix it. Brother, shall we go for a ride?"
Xiao Yuan turned his face to the side and smiled, "I haven't solved the case, so I just wanted to go for a ride. Team Ming, doesn't your conscience hurt?"
"Fuck me!" Mingshu got excited and patted his chest deliberately, "Who said you were going on a date? Who said you should put on your seat belt? Who did everything in my power to slap me when I was working hard and preparing to sleep in the bureau. Call it out? I don’t feel pain here, it’s your conscience that hurts! Boss Xiao, Deputy Director Xiao!”
Xiao's boyfriend!
Xiao Yu'an laughed softly, "Is there so much resentment?"
"Can it be big?" Mingshu pretended to be angry, but he wasn't angry at all, "Are you allowed to play with me, or I'm not allowed to be angry?"
Xiao Yuan laughed again, ignored him, drove the car out of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, and merged into the rolling traffic under the dark night sky.
Mingshu asked again: "Brother, where are we going? If you don't tell me, I'm really uncomfortable. I still want to go back to work."
"Work doesn't have to be in the office," Xiao Yuan said.
Mingshu asked: "So we are going to the scene? The popular science playground in Xicheng District?"
Xiao Yu'an added: "You don't necessarily have to go to the crime scene."
"Fuck! Where is that going?"
After Mingshu roared, he glared at Xiao Yuan in the co-pilot.
But staring at him, his eyes suddenly softened.
Xiao Yu'an doesn't drive often. He said that he didn't like to drive, but in fact he just didn't like to drive in the city.
Although the roads in the city are flat and wide, no matter how good the speed is, the speed of the car will not be able to soar. For a person like Xiao Yu'an who is used to driving off-road in the military, it is really not enough.
Mingshu had seen Xiao Yu'an driving a military off-road vehicle, and of course he had seen him drive a normal car.
Xiao Yuan, who occasionally sits in the driver's seat of an ordinary car, can easily fascinate Mingshu—
The rather textured shirt sleeves are rolled up to the forearm, revealing a strong and graceful wrist. The meridian on the forearm is light blue, conspicuous but not obtrusive. The slender fingers are holding the steering wheel, and the ring finger sometimes wears a custom-made wedding ring. .
In the second year of their relationship, they set a pair of wedding rings abroad.
It is unrealistic to go abroad to get married in a public position. If marriage is a contract, then the wedding ring can also be their contract.
When receiving the wedding ring, Mingshu made a whim, and under the sight of many strangers, he gracefully tapped on one knee and "proposed" to Xiao Yuan.
Xiao Yuan took his hand, with the most gentle smile in his eyes, and pushed the ring to the base of his ring finger.
This pair of wedding rings is worn very little time on their hands, and can only be taken out and worn when each other is on vacation.
Mingshu remembered that Xiao Yuan was driving with his wedding ring on. He was sleeping in the passenger seat, and when he woke up, he saw Xiao Yuan holding the steering wheel and the ring bearing witness to their love. Kiss the ring, then the older lover's hand.
The car is moving and such an action is clearly "disturbing" the driver.
Mingshu has just woken up, his mind is still a little dazed, his behavior relies on instinct, and he wants to kiss him. Xiao Yuan looked at him, slowly parked the car on the side of the road, grabbed the back of his neck, and led him to him.
This kiss was long and warm, but Mingshu was still not satisfied, he took Xiao Yuan's hand to his lips and kissed it affectionately.
Xiao Yuan touched his face and told him to "don't make trouble".
"Brother, in fact, you like me the most." Mingshu said in a lazy voice, "You like it so much, you even pretend!"
Xiao Yuan smiled without saying a word.
The car passed through the old city and the cold streets.
Fu returned to the congested and slow-moving road in Dongye City.
Mingshu was drawn to the corners of his lips by the warmth in his memory, and his expression looked very well-behaved, not like the "fuck it" guy just now.
When he was distracted, he vaguely heard Xiao Yuan say something.
Xiao Yuan gave him a sideways glance and repeated, "Let's go to Huayun Center."
"Ah?" Mingshu's cheeks were dry and he smiled, "Is this bad?"
Huayun Center is one of the five commercial centers in Dongye City. It is located in Beicheng District. There are many high-end shopping malls and Internet celebrity restaurants everywhere. It is the best place for young people to go shopping, party and date.
MES mall belongs to Huayun Center.
After the cafe murder case, the business of MES mall and Huayun Center has been greatly affected, but recently, the popularity of Huayun Center has gradually increased.
Mingshu often comes to hang out alone during the holidays, and most of the sassy and trendy clothes in the closet at home come from here.
He likes to play ball with his brothers, but he doesn't like to go shopping with them, because he dislikes the eyes of brothers in choosing clothes. Lu Yanzhou once came to Huayun Center with him, and in less than half a day, he refreshed his understanding of straight men and handsome guys. From now on, no matter what Lu Yanzhou asked, he would not come with Lu Yanzhou.
However, being alone is at ease, but when you are tired from shopping and sit alone in a cold drink shop to rest, your heart is still a little sour.
Xiao Yuan, who was wondering where to perform the task, wanted to come to Huayun Center with Xiao Yuan to pick clothes, come at noon, return at night, and sit in the western restaurant in the evening listening to music and enjoying a romantic dinner.
He mentioned this idea to Xiao Yuan, but of course it was only on the phone. Later, when Xiao Yuan came to Dongye City several times, he forgot about it himself. on the body.
Now Xiao Yu'an actually mentioned this matter on his own initiative, which really made his heart warm.
But what Xiao Yuan said next was not so good.
His warm heart sank again.
Xiao Yu'an said: "The Huayun Center is a holy place for street photography, and a large number of street photography enthusiasts and models must be gathered in the midsummer night. Luo Xiangfu once stayed here for a long time. details that can be found."
Mingshu pursed his lips, shrank back in his seat, and turned his head to look out the window, "Okay."
To say unhappy, in fact, not unhappy. Now Luo Xiangfu's case is still pending, and the murderer is likely to commit the crime again. He is attached to the case, and even if he asks him to date Xiao Yu'an, he can't have enough fun. While chatting about the direction of investigation that suddenly popped out of his mind.
But when Xiao Yuan mentioned Huayun Center just now, he really thought that Xiao Yuan remembered how coquettish he was on the phone, and he was instantly elated. Knowing that Xiao Yuan brought him here to investigate the case, the flower had to lose quietly.
A little bit uncomfortable.
However, as he did his duty, he naturally wouldn't show it. Besides, it wasn't a big deal anyway. He and Xiao Yu'an had been able to understand each other long ago. When he arrived at the Huayun Center, the little bit of unhappiness in his heart had vanished. .
The street photography holy place is really lively. The fountain plaza in the middle of several shopping malls is full of people, handsome men and beautiful women, and street photography experts with long guns and short guns are shooting wildly at them, as if forgetting that the MES shopping mall in the center corner had a murder case.
Some of these street photographers are tall young men, while more are middle-aged and elderly men with gray hair.
They are both known as street photographers, but if you look closely, it's easy to see the difference between them—
Most of the young men treat women politely, first asking if they would like to take a picture of themselves, then holding up the camera, and if the other person doesn't want to, they generally don't chase after them. Besides beauties, they also shoot men, sometimes with fraternal uppercuts.
On the other hand, middle-aged and elderly men, without exception, focus their cameras on beautiful women, not men. If a young photographer accosts a beautiful woman and gets permission to take a photo, they will swarm up and the shutter will flicker. When talking to women, they generally get very close, and there are physical movements, such as pulling and not letting go.
There are many cold drink bars in the fountain square. Xiao Yuan and Mingshu are sitting in the house with the best view. Xiao Yuan wants iced soda water, and Mingshu is drinking a big glass of vanilla milkshake with a straw in his mouth.
"Looking at it this way, Luo Xiangfu is the epitome of this group of middle-aged and elderly street photography enthusiasts." Mingshu said: "It's been a while, I've seen three girls arguing with them, some of them really don't Know the most basic manners."
"Not necessarily." Xiao Yuan pointed to the front right, "Look at the old man in the gray shirt."
Mingshu looked up and saw that the old man was communicating with a girl in a red dress, and it seemed that they were having a good conversation.
"The old man is a very gentleman, and he did nothing wrong at all." Xiao Yu'an said.
"But there are relatively few old people like this. Look here and there." Mingshu waved his hand, "They are similar to the Luo Xiangfu described by Wen Yao."
Xiao Yu'an said softly, "Wen Yao..."
"Huh?" Mingshu asked, "What about her?"
"The surname 'Wen' is not very common. Wen Yao and Wen Li are both surnamed 'Wen'. I have suspected Wen Li." Xiao Yuan said: "If Wen Li hides something, we will definitely be pulled into a trap."
Mingshu's eyes tightened, "Is it impossible?"
Xiao Yuan smiled, "Don't be nervous, I confirmed later that Wen Li had nothing to do with Wen Yao. When Luo Xiangfu was killed, Wen Li was in Shetu Town."
Mingshu said, "Scare me!"
Xiao Yu'an said: "We sometimes need to rely on Wen Li for our communication with Zhan Huanxiong. She is very important and I have to make sure she is reliable."
Mingshu nodded, "By the way, speaking of Zhan Huanxiong, Yi Fei and I refined the killer's image in the afternoon based on Zhan Huanxiong's testimony."
Xiao Yu'an said, "Come and listen."
"The murderer was a woman, and she wanted to 'punish' and 'kill' Luo Xiangfu because of Luo Xiangfu's rude behavior in street photography. She and Hou Cheng should have similar criminal motives and think they are just, but she is definitely not Hou Cheng's 'believer' —Hou Cheng's 'believers' are almost all passionate murderers like Lu Kun." Mingshu said, "I made a comparison between her and Hou Cheng. Hou Cheng is a suspense writer who likes to set suspense and play inversions. It's a drama, this is fully demonstrated when committing the crime. Hou Cheng has done a lot of superfluous things. If he didn't do it, we would not be able to lock him down in a short period of time. All in all, affected by his inertial thinking, when he committed the crime' Not clean'."
Xiao Yuan responded in a timely manner, "Well."
Mingshu added: "The murderer who killed Luo Xiangfu knew how to hide himself too well. He didn't do anything superfluous. Even the traces of the crime scene were left to others to destroy. Her mind was much more careful than Hou Cheng's, so Judging from the degree of 'cleanness' she killed Luo Xiangfu, she could not be a novice. After Zhan Huanxiong saw her approaching Luo Xiangfu, there was a movement of covering Luo Xiangfu's mouth and nose with his right hand, which must be poisoning. Although Luo Xiangfu was already drinking alcohol at the time Under the influence of sleeping pills, she is in a state of dizziness, unconscious, able to stand, but lacks the ability to resist, but this move is still very risky for a woman. She is a veteran, and she dares to do it when she is sure."
Xiao Yuan said: "From the point of view of 'cleanness', her habits when committing crimes reflect her character in life - capable, calm and confident. She is more difficult to deal with than Hou Cheng."
Mingshu said: "I think she should be someone who has lived in the city for a long time, has a good education, is very independent, has been in contact with many people, and has a decent and important job."
Xiao Yu'an said: "There are too many people like this."
Mingshu rubbed his temples, "If you add the restriction of 'hate street photography', the scope will be reduced a lot."
Xiao Yuan didn't speak immediately this time, but after a minute or so, he said, "It may not be 'hate street photography'."
Mingshu put down the milkshake cup, "Huh?"
Xiao Yuan said: "I found an interesting phenomenon."
As the weather cools down, there are more and more people in Fountain Square. Correspondingly, the cold drink shop is also overcrowded. Mingshu was bumped against the table by the crowd, and when he looked back, it turned out to be a group of junior high school girls playing around.
He didn't want to educate the little girl, so he dragged the stool to lean on Xiao Yu'an, "What's the phenomenon?"
"It's not just street photography enthusiasts chasing handsome men and beauties to take pictures here, there are also people who are well-dressed and want to enter their camera." Xiao Yuan said, "Did you see it?"
"Is there anything else like this?" Mingshu looked up and saw a woman in white walking back and forth among street photographers.
Xiao Yu'an said: "She wants to be captured by them, but maybe her clothes are of poor quality, maybe her appearance is ordinary, maybe her body is ordinary, maybe she just doesn't have the temperament of a model, and no one has ever taken pictures of her. Since your milkshake was delivered, She's been wandering around the fountain for forty minutes now."
"As for that?" Mingshu was puzzled, "I really want to take pictures, why don't I ask my family and friends to help? If you really can't, you can just ask a photographer. A mobile phone with a higher pixel, the most common SLR, any device will do. Can shoot."
"But the fact is that she didn't invite relatives and friends, nor a photographer. She stubbornly stood in front of street photography enthusiasts, hoping to become the scenery in their shots." Xiao Yuan pointed in another direction, "and she is not the only one, Did you see the guy in the light grey modified suit? She's been in the square for a long time too, but no street shooter has approached her. A woman dressed like her was surrounded by a woman just now, and she's been standing at a different angle. Watch from a distance."
Mingshu asked, "What kind of psychology do they have?"
"It's very understandable." Xiao Yu'an said: "They don't want to be photographed - taking pictures is too easy in this day and age, taking selfies, taking pictures with friends, and asking passers-by to take pictures when friends are not around. What they long for is their own Style has entered the attention of street photography lovers. For them, it is equal to their beauty being recognized, which will bring great satisfaction."
Mingshu frowned, "...but there are many people who are tired of street photography."
Such as Wen Yao.
Another example is the police Hua Xiaoyun of the SWAT detachment.
"Some people are annoying, but some people love it." Xiao Yu'an said: "People who don't like street photography are forced to take pictures, and people who like street photography are not favored because of their lack of conditions. Both of these situations may cause hatred."
Mingshu said: "That is to say, this type of person may also be the murderer of Luo Xiangfu? Luo Xiangfu only photographed young and beautiful girls, and he ignored and even rejected people who were not so beautiful many times, which hit the person's self-esteem. kill?"
"People are treacherous. Any behavior may arouse dissatisfaction and resentment. This possibility cannot be ruled out." Xiao Yuan stood up, "But this is just a small detail and a small idea that was harvested tonight."
"Going?" Mingshu hurriedly drank the milkshake, "Sit down for a while, it's still early anyway, why don't you observe it for a while."
Xiao Yu'an had already picked up the mobile phone Mingshu had thrown on the table and put it in his trousers pocket.
Mingshu had left his mobile phone and wallet at the restaurant because of his carelessness. Later, Xiao Yuan developed a habit of reminding him or putting it away by himself.
"Didn't you say before that you want to come here for a western meal with me?" Xiao Yuan said in a deep voice, "The evening rush hour is over, so if you go now, you shouldn't have to wait in line. If it's later, the dishes you want may be gone. ."
Mingshu was surprised, "Do you want to take me to eat western food?"
Do you remember what I said
Xiao Yu'an smiled, "I already said that when I went to the serious crime team to find you, I have a date tonight."
Mingshu immediately stood up, "I thought I was just here to work!"
"It's not just work." Xiao Yu'an said warmly, "you should relax after work."
Mingshu walked to the door of the cold drink shop and suddenly covered his abdomen, frowning.
Xiao Yuan looked back at him, "What's wrong? Stomach upset?"
"No." Mingshu shook his head, his expression suddenly tangled.
Just now, his stomach growled a few times.
Fortunately, the cold drink shop was noisy, and only he could hear it.
At noon, I still ate too little, and a box lunch was not enough.
"Brother, have a discussion with you." Mingshu said.
"Don't want to eat western food?" Xiao Yuan saw it right at a glance, "Want to change place?"
Mingshu said, "You discovered all this?"
"You're covering your stomach. If you don't feel sick to your stomach, you're hungry." Xiao Yu'an said, "Do you think you can't get enough of western food?"
"Hehe—" Mingshu laughed, "Eating Western food is elegant, but I can't be elegant today. Brother, let's go eat barbecue. I know there is a very famous one here. I have eaten there several times by myself. Western food Shall we eat it next time? I'll roast pork belly for you!"
Xiao Yuan sighed indulgently, "Okay."