It was three hours after I got home. He was not imprisoned by Zhang Liang for twenty-four hours, but was invited out to dinner by him half an hour later on the grounds that "you are a good citizen".

Before eating, he called Zhang Mingming and briefly talked about his own affairs. Listening to the laughter on the phone, he said "Today's big murderer", and then hung up the phone.

There were just the two of them at the dinner table, and relatively speaking, the meal was a bit dull. There are not many words to break the cocoon, and Zhang Liang's words are also not much.

According to the information, Zhang Liang only saw that Pocoon was an outcast, and he did not have any identity certificate at that time, but appeared directly on the bed of the orphanage, and at the age of twelve, he followed a local magician named Zhang Mingming.

The information of breaking the cocoon is very simple, except for the way it comes from is a little sad, life has always been dull and there are no ups and downs. Probably the biggest turning point was becoming a magician's assistant at the age of twelve.

According to the data, except for in the orphanage, Pocoon has not been exposed to any learning, although in the occasional conversation at the dinner table, Zhang Liang knows that he has studied all the courses of junior high and high school by himself, and even took the adult college entrance examination.

However, where did he come from? He forced him to rob Wu Hongbin with a knife, and kicked the chair in the interrogation room with a random kick.

Forcing back or grabbing Wu Hongbin, of course Zhang Liang could do it, but in that situation, he felt that he should not be able to kick the chair away.

He could see clearly that when he stood up in anger, his calloused leg pushed back at will, and the chair slammed into the wall behind him, falling apart.

If it was a head-on kick on the chair, Zhang Liang could also do it, but what he saw at the time was that when he broke the cocoon and stood up, he used not a kick, but a "push", and he used the calf at the moment of standing up to push the chair away.

Zhang Liang was shocked. He was born as a special soldier, so of course he knows how to exert force and which part is easier to exert force.

The "push" that can break through the cocoon basically subverts the common sense he learned in the army, and also subverts the cognition of mechanics.

They sat in a window position, just in the sun's rays. Even though it was the end of autumn, the sun was still a little strong at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and it felt very warm when it fell on my body.

"Have you studied martial arts?" Zhang Liang asked, looking at the broken shadow of the cocoon cast on the table by the sunlight on the other side.

He was sure that Breaking the Cocoon had martial arts, and it was not low, at least he should not be able to beat him. It's just that judging from the data, Breaking the Cocoon has no experience in this area, so where does his martial arts come from?

Breaking the cocoon slowly swallowed the contents of his mouth, drank a glass of water, raised his head to look at him, and said, "I haven't learned, just a little strength." ”

Zhang Liang also took a sip of water, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said, "If you want, you should be able to catch Wu Hongbin last night." ”

He said this with a smile, like two very good friends saying something very flat.

"It's your police business. Breaking the cocoon replied without thinking about it, and then remembered that it was a bit inappropriate to say this, "It will be very troublesome." ”

Of course, Zhang Liang knows what the "trouble" is when he breaks the cocoon. This morning's "assistance in the investigation" was very troublesome, and the trouble in the cocoon's mouth was not only to assist in the investigation, but also related to the question of how much to pay for medical expenses.

"Are you interested in being a policeman?" Zhang Liang looked out the window, looked at the tree by the window that had basically lost its leaves, and squinted his eyes slightly, "I have the right to recruit one." ”

Breaking the cocoon was slightly stunned.

He didn't know why Zhang Liang would say such things to him. Is it because of your own strength, or is it because you have a heart of "serving the country and the people"?

Looking at Zhang Liang's golden face reflected by the sun, I felt a trace of solemnity.

"I didn't think about it. He wanted to say "no" directly, but he felt that this was a bit rude, after all, others were giving themselves a chance that others couldn't think of, "I have a very strong temper, and I shouldn't get along with you." ”

Following his eyes, the sunlight came through the branches of the trees without a few leaves, and sprinkled on the streets, walls, and also illuminated some nooks and crannies.

Zhang Liang didn't speak, still looking outside, but a mocking sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, I don't know whether to laugh at the cocoon and not understand the current affairs, or laugh at the status of the current public security system in the minds of the people.

The branches that have lost a few leaves, like the outstretched hands of a mischievous child, want to leave a few shadows on the slightly cold ground, so that the original light becomes incomplete.

This is the city center, but if there are no plane trees, there will be no scenery of Sycamore Street, and of course, there will be no tourists on Indus Street.

Breaking the cocoon has no friends, and the residents who were in the orphanage together have all been scattered in other places, and although there are one or two in the city, they rarely see each other. When he went out to perform with Zhang Mingming, he just twisted things and beat his hands, and he never even went on stage, so it was very difficult for him to communicate.

Except for a little more talk with Zhang Mingming or the residents who grew up in the orphanage since childhood, talking to other people is in the same state of "vibration" as a mobile phone.

For example, this dinner.

Therefore, in this lunch, he mostly adopts the question-and-answer style, and he will answer two sentences if he thinks it is important, and try to explain it clearly. The rest is just a sentence, or the words "um", "oh", "yes" and "yes" repeat "shake".

As the two walked out of the dining room and separated, he said "thank you" and cast his figure into the golden and warm sun.

Zhang Liang looked at his not generous back, smiled, shook his head, and drove the police car in the other direction.

When he got home, he closed the door and opened all the windows to let in the sunlight.

Although there are still some places where it still does not shine, as soon as you see the sun, you will feel warm in the room.

A few days earlier, it had snowed in the north, but the temperature in this city in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River was not too low. It's a bit cold, but it's better than the north.

Having grown up and lived in the city, he didn't know what winter was like in the north, only that it seemed cold.

I moved a chair and sat at the table in the living room, feeling the warm sunlight shining behind me, looking at the circuit board that I had just taken out of the drawer, in a daze.

The sunlight had just "sliced" his body in two, with the chair part in the sunlight and the hand part in the shadow.

Since he was "shocked" in the early morning, since the multimeter was damaged, he probed it with a voltage tester, and there was no electricity on the circuit board, and he didn't feel anything in his hand.

"Could it be that the energy it absorbed was released because of those two times?" looked at the circuit board that I couldn't figure out, and didn't know where to start.