Fang Qing glanced at Jian Yao, who looked like a gourd, sat down across from her table, lit a cigarette, and smoked slowly.

Jian Yao glanced at him, didn't say much, still looked out the window, in a daze.

After a while, the sweat on Fang Qing's body subsided, and he felt much more comfortable. But the fire in my heart was not extinguished. He poked the cigarette butt, raised his eyes to look at her, and scolded with his head and face: "What do you mean when you go out on a mission in the afternoon?" Don't want to die? When will it be the turn of a female criminal psychologist in the criminal police team to fight criminals? ”

Jian Yao was not angry, and looked at him very calmly: "I seem to have completely arrested the suspect and nothing went wrong." ”

"Yes—nothing went wrong!" Fang Qing sneered, "If something really goes wrong, you and I can still stand here and talk?" You've been learning martial arts with me for a year, and now you don't take me seriously? It's not my turn to arrest criminals, it's all up to you, a halfway monk? ”

Jian Yao smiled slightly: "Sure enough, I've been here for a long time, and you speak so smoothly." When we first met you in the ancient city, N and L were not separated. ”

Seeing that she still avoided the important and refused to give in, Fang Qing was silent for a while, and finally spoke: "'We'? You and the guy who didn't say goodbye? Is it that if he doesn't come back for a day, you have to push yourself like this every day? Wake up earlier than anyone else, and be busy later than anyone else. Put your body in the wrong number. Look at these wounds on your body! He grabbed her arm, Jian Yao was in pain, and let out a slight "sizzle". The cuffs slid down, revealing two new blood marks added today—those that had been rubbed on the ground when he pounced on the prisoner before. Not only that, but there are many bruises on the entire arm, old and new, overlapping the whole arm. It's all left over from the time of practicing martial arts with the criminal police.

Jian Yao withdrew her arm with a cold face and lowered her sleeves.

Fang Qing also felt speechless, but he was still unhappy in his heart after all, and said: "Don't do this to yourself anymore, those who are trapped by love are all stupid~ force, did you hear it?" ”

Jian Yao was silent for a while and raised her head. As twilight fell, the square police station building was enveloped, and there were faint stars reflected on the roof. It looks familiar and cold.

She smiled and said, "I'm not trapped in love, I know exactly what I'm doing." ”

"What are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for him. When he returns, I'm going to protect him. ”

Fang Qing was stunned for a while. In his life, he has seen many strong women. The iron-willed female special policeman, the impersonal female forensic doctor, and his Jin Xiaozhe. But Jian Yao is different from them. There is a supreme and tenacity in her. After Bo Jinyan's departure, this power became more and more apparent. If Jian Yao was still a gentle and lovely girl, her calf-like personality only broke out when she was forced to be in a hurry. But now, her whole temperament is completely different.

This year, she also lost a lot of weight. The originally soft cheeks and chin now appear to be more prominent, revealing a kind of woman's stubbornness. The skin is also a little tanned. The body is also more sturdy, but slim and thin. However, Fang Qing felt that her eyes were brighter. From those calm and bright eyes, you can see her independent and tenacious character.

An old criminal policeman once said to Fang Qing that suffering will sharpen a person from the inside out. From Jian Yao, Fang Qing clearly saw it. Let's ask himself, the biggest difficulty over the years is just to be separated from Jin Xiaozhe. He knew very well what Jian Yao had experienced, neither he nor others could understand.

After a while, Fang Qing only spit out one word: "Idiot." ”

Jian Yao smiled and touched her stomach: "I'm a little hungry, what are you going to eat?" ”

"What else can I eat?" Fang Qing threw the cigarette butt into the trash, "I caught such a big criminal today, I can't go to the 'Little Red Barbecue' at the door to drink some beer and some skewers!" ”

Jian Yao smiled: "Very good." ”

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In our lives, Xiaohong may just be a passerby. But Xiaohong's barbecue is affordable, affordable, and delicious, and it will open late. Therefore, the men, who have finally relieved themselves of the burden of the day, always like to come here at night to sit. Eat ten skewers of lamb, two oysters, and half a dozen beers. The day seemed to be over.

And once upon a time, Jian Yao also became a member of the rough criminal police?

Probably, it started from the day when there was no longer a picky and delicate man waiting for her in the family.

The street lights are dim, and the big fans are blowing. Fang Qing grabbed a clean and spacious table, and he could also see the river view under the bridge next to him. Eating a barbecue and coveting the river view, Fang Qing was very proud of it. He felt that he always had in his bones the literature and romance that only the criminal police of the ancient city had.

Drag a plastic stool and throw it to Jian Yao: "Let go and eat, Lao Luo will come later, let's eat the good ingredients first." ”

Jian Yao let out an "um". The word "good material" is exclusive to the two-dimensional young Anyan. Fang Qing probably didn't even realize when he learned it.

Facing the river, snorting and barbecuing, the river breeze blows slowly. The indescribable burden in my heart that seems to be invisible and unspeakable, as if it can be thrown aside for the time being. So they chatted about interesting things in the police station, chatting and chatting, and the two of them were smiling under their eyebrows. The day of the criminal police has passed in such a hurry.

The day of waiting is not like this, flowing like a deep river.

Sure enough, not long after sitting, Luo Lang came.

Jian Yao and Fang Qing smiled when they looked at him. A black luxury car, a suit and leather shoes, even the cufflinks on the shirt are shining. Such a boutique man who can make Xiaohongdu's eyes shine, but he is carrying a large bag of red and spicy crayfish in his hand.

As soon as Luo Lang threw the crayfish on the table, Fang Qing was already busy picking up the bag, grabbing a handful into the bowl and eating it in an all-round way. Jian Yao smiled slightly: "Lao Luo, are you very busy these days?" ”

"yes." Luo Lang looked at her, always smiling like a gentle bosom brother, "Just finished a homicide case, and the murderer is the rapist and murderer caught by your bureau in the first half of the year." ”

"Oh?" Jian Yao and Fang Qing both raised their heads, "What was the result of the trial?" ”

Luo Lang's expression was particularly calm: "I am a defense lawyer, and I lost." He was sentenced to life imprisonment. ”

Jian Yao and Fang Qing clapped their hands. Luo Lang didn't care much either, as if it was a matter of course to lose this lawsuit. In the night light, the eyes looked at them gently. Although sometimes we have different positions, we seem to have a subtle understanding and understanding with each other.

Many things in life are caused by fate.

For example, in the past year, the three of them have become a small circle by mistake and unknowingly.

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The author has something to say:

Yesterday, I glanced at the comment area and saw that some readers put forward unreasonable and explained a little: The Mask Killer Group is different from the Flower Ogre, they are a violent gang, and Xie Han is an art stream. If Xie Han shot Jin Yan at the beginning, it would not be that he couldn't do it, but that different psychopaths had different demands.

No matter how difficult it is for Han Yumeng to pull Fu Ziyu to report the case, it is very likely that they or Bo Jinyan will be shot and destroyed halfway. Even if the report is successful, once the assassins who are secretly watching find out that the police have started to investigate the matter, they can break down anyone in the special task force with a single shot. Han Yumeng's approach is not necessarily the most rational and effective, but her original intention from beginning to end is not to involve others.

Another very important reason is that she has a very severe post-traumatic stress disorder on a mental level. She was tortured for many years, and the details were not written. A woman who has been through those things will have fears, insecurities, and even paranoia. You can't say, "Doesn't a highly educated woman know to go to the police?" "It's not a concept at all.

Fu Ziyu himself is not a decisive and resolute character, he is gentle, but he always has a little pessimism in his heart. He did underestimate the degree of harm that this incident would bring, everything Han Yumeng had experienced was a huge pain and pity for him, he didn't want her to go to prison with a fluke mentality, under such a fluke mentality, he felt that it might be better not to involve Bo Jinyan. In addition, he had put life and death out of the equation, so his reaction after all the complicated emotions in the incident was also reasonable. (To be continued.) )