Su Mian followed Han Chen back to the window of the explosion site.
Empty, nothing. There was only a little rag residue from the curtains, sticking to the gray-black wall. Han Chen stretched out his black-gloved hand, touched the edge of the big hole, and turned to look at her: "What do you see?"
His voice was soft and light, with a certain reassuring aura. Su Mian raised her red eyes, stared straight at it, and asked uncertainly, "Are the curtains drawn?"
At that time, I was too excited, but now, when I think about it, I vaguely remember the room where Xu Sibai was, and it was always sunny. It was completely different from the darkness on Zhou Xiaozhuan's side.
Han Chen nodded, put his hand on the window lattice and tapped lightly, looking at the buildings across from him. The sunlight outside is just right, so looking out this way, the surface glass of many buildings reflects the light, bright and dazzling.
"And traffic lights," he said.
Su Mian was stunned, and her eyes became deep, "Yes, there are still traffic lights."
The moment of life and death, the moment when it is difficult to choose. However, they encountered a long-lasting red light, restricting them from turning right. Thinking about it carefully, the red light looks a little too much. In fact, I had already noticed it at the time, and it was not impossible to forcibly drive away the crowd and turn right abruptly.
But the opponent obviously has a very accurate grasp of people's psychology. In that kind of environment, this slight difference in external conditions would lead to a slight inclination in people's psychology, which prompted them to make up their minds and choose Zhou Xiaozhuan.
"Maybe Xu Sibai was the one they wanted to kill in the first place." Han Chen turned to look at her, "Why?"
"It means that they think Xu Sibai deserves to die." Su Mian replied succinctly.
"Why does Xu Sibai deserve to die?" Han Chen asked again.
Su Mian didn't speak.
The two looked at each other for a moment, Han Chen took off her gloves, took her hand, held it in the palm of her hand for a while, then turned to look out the window again, and raised her chin: "That building."
Su Mian also looked at the tall building not far away, and thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up, "Don't you suspect that a has spied on Xu Sibai in that building?"
"Well. There's a logical paradox here that only your criminal mind can explain."
Su Mian nodded, "It's totally unnecessary to open the window. Zhou Xiaozhuan didn't open the window. Since the person a wanted to kill was Xu Sibai in the first place, and he has always had a hobby of watching victims die, he definitely wouldn't. He will take care of Zhou Xiaozhuan's affairs. It is very likely that he was hiding in a safe and convenient place for observation, spying on Xu Sibai with binoculars. Therefore, the windows of this room were opened and the curtains were drawn to maintain a good view. And that building is the best location.”
After a pause, she suddenly said: "No wonder the bomb that was defused later still exploded. Everyone thought it was an accident before, but now that I think about it, it is very likely that A did it. He is a character who is willing to admit defeat. Xu Sibai ran away, and probably won't go back and kill him again. But he must be uncomfortable, and maybe he will detonate the bomb remotely to vent his anger."
"I think so too." Han Chen replied, put his hand on her shoulder, and walked out of the house together, "A team of detectives has already been sent to investigate, let's go take a look."
As Su Mian walked, she frowned and replied, "But they have been very careful, will they still not leave any traces?"
Han Chen smiled, his face was indifferent and calm: "Su Mian, they are human beings, not gods, they don't have three heads and six arms. Every crime that seems to be precise and traceless requires a lot of careful planning and preparation. Besides, I said , even so, they just erased the traces in our field of vision, hiding in places that we thought we couldn't see. They couldn't go anywhere, and they could erase all traces, control all surveillance and witnesses - this The city is not theirs. A video last time, which led to l almost being caught by us, is the best example. This time, it is the same. A boldly hid a few dozen meters away from us, when the surrounding It's the police. He must have thought, we couldn't have imagined."
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It was nine or ten o'clock in the night when the two returned to the dormitory.
Because of today's events, the hall's attention to the personal safety of the Black Shield Team and other criminal police officers has also increased to an unprecedented level. Starting today, everyone wears guns 24 hours a day and is required to live in the dormitory as much as possible.
Han Chen went to take a bath. Su Mian sat by the window alone, looking at the dark night sky in early winter for a long time.
When Han Chen came out of the bathroom, Su Mian turned around and saw him standing beside the bed. Wet black hair, fair and clear outline features. He put on a gray sweater and black casual trousers, which made him look taller with long legs, and turned his head to look at her.
Su Mian stared at him for a moment, then turned to look out the window.
"Han Chen. Xu Sibai is like Xiao Zhuan to me, just like family. That's why I am so nervous about him today." She lowered her head and smiled to herself, "In these years, I have no family and no other friends. It seems that it is difficult to get close to people, and I don’t like to talk about my memory loss. The reason I got close to Xiao Zhuan must be because I sympathize with him. With Xu Sibai…” She was slightly startled: “Probably I always felt that he was as lonely as I was."
Before he finished speaking, his waist tightened and he was hugged by someone.
Han Chen hugged her from behind, and his warm body was instantly close. The familiar intimacy made Su Mian's heart tremble slightly. And he bowed his head, breathing in her ear, his face pressed against hers. The light masculine breath enveloped her in an instant.
"Could it be that I've had a good time all these years?" a low and slightly hoarse voice.
Su Mian didn't say a word, she just held his hands tightly around her waist and touched the backs of his hands gently and comfortably.
"How much I love you, who can compare?" His voice was low and stubborn, "What does Xu Sibai compare to?"
Su Mian turned around and hugged him. The moonlight was hazy, the lights were sparse, and the two stood quietly. He cupped her face in his hands, bowed his head and kissed Shimo. And she wrapped her arms around his waist and closed her eyes to feel his touch and intimacy. The vague and broken words between her lips and teeth were all her responses to his love over and over again.
I love you... I love you, Han Chen.
Believe me, I love you so resolutely and uniquely.
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On the same night, when Xu Sibai returned to the dormitory, it was already late at night.
Compared with Zhou Xiaozhuan's injuries, he suffered more from flesh wounds, and also suffered a slight concussion from the crash. He was supposed to be hospitalized, but he insisted on returning to his residence. The criminal policeman who was responsible for accompanying and protecting him couldn't resist, so he had to send him back.
When we went upstairs, the entire dormitory building was quiet, none of the lights were on, and it seemed that everyone had fallen asleep. When he passed by Su Mian's door, Xu Sibai didn't stop. It was quiet inside the door, and they probably slept too.
His dormitory was temporarily assigned to him after he came to Lan City. The furnishings inside couldn't be simpler, except for a few clothes in the closet, which was full of books.
He pushed open the door and walked in. My body still hurts a lot, maybe because I'm too tired and my head is a little dizzy. But instead of going to bed right away, he slowly sat down on the narrow sofa and leaned quietly for a while. Then he took out his cigarette case, lit one, and started smoking.
One, and another.