The guests are all gone, and Tao Ran has probably slept in another dimension.

The well-lit living room has a delicate smell of wine, sweet and sour. Fei Du turned off the air conditioner, opened the window, and used the new coffee machine to make a cup of espresso, the deep aroma steaming in the corner of the table.

Luo Wenzhou was blown by the warm summer breeze and was dumbfounded for a moment, then he shook off the water droplets on his hand, pressed his forehead with the root of his cold palm, and sighed helplessly: "Young man, can you be tactful?" The red scarf has taught us to do good deeds without leaving a name since childhood, and you poke it out like this, where is the beauty, huh? ”

Fei Du didn't say anything, the whole person seemed to have solidified, and the "fake serious" was almost like a fake.

Luo Wenzhou looked at him, and suddenly realized that he was not the only one who was embarrassed - with Mr. Fei's unforgettable memory, he must still remember the scene when he sneered at himself while holding the old PSP and playing games in the city bureau.

Luo Wenzhou sincerely and put himself in Fei Du's shoes, imagined the scene, and felt that the hairs on his body exploded sourly.

Thinking about it like this, his gaze involuntarily added a fried "filter", and then looking at Mr. Fei, he felt that whether it was his pursed lips, the fingers that were unnaturally clasped at his side, or the hidden sight behind the lenses, he looked extremely uncomfortable.

When you are uncomfortable, you often get darker and darker, and the more you talk about it, the more chaotic it becomes, but if you can find that the other person is also uncomfortable, the symptoms can be cured in an instant.

Luo Wenzhou suddenly laughed and slowly put his hand □□ his trouser pocket.

He lowered his head and took a cigarette in his mouth, his eyelids drooped first, then raised, and glanced at Fei Du from the bottom to the top, because he occupied his mouth, and the words that came out of his teeth were nasal: "What are you doing?" Finally found out that the 'Uncle Dongbin' who has been bitten by you for so many years is a good person? It's okay, baby, don't be so nervous, we don't want to let people promise each other casually. ”

Fei Du's facial features are like a painted mask, comparable to an iron wall, especially when he is nervous, he controls his micro-expressions and body language almost accurately, and never reveals a single emotion.

Compared with him, Zhao Haochang and his ilk, who are full of lies, can be called "without a city".

Fei Du didn't respond to Luo Wenzhou's half-joking words, he pondered for a moment, turned around and picked up the cup of freshly ground coffee, the fine grease floated on the surface, and with his movements, small ripples were shaken, Fei Du didn't add a single sugar, he seemed to have lost his sense of taste, and drank most of the cup silently.

Fei Du just drank a few glasses of wine and didn't eat seriously, at this time he was basically half-fasting, and the unhealthy combination of alcohol and high-concentration coffee immediately formed a "blood pressure booster", inducing the heart to forcibly push a large amount of blood into the blood vessels. The chaotic and sudden increase in his heartbeat made him a little uncomfortable, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

Luo Wenzhou frowned: "Don't drink that......"

Fei Du pressed the warm bone china cup with the palm of his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and interrupted him with a skin smile: "Indeed, a person like me, who is ready to □□ and kill his father at any time, can maintain his current state, it is rare that he has not grown crooked, and Team Luo's perennial care has contributed to it." ”

Luo Wenzhou felt some kind of indescribable tightness from this sentence, and before he could smack the taste, Fei Du dried up the rest of the coffee in one gulp, it was probably too bitter, he frowned, and there was a sharp arc between his raised chin and neck.

Then he put the cup down, nodded, turned around and walked out: "Then I'll go back first, and talk to Tao Ran for me." ”

"Hey," Luo Wenzhou subconsciously instructed, "Don't drive after drinking." ”

Fei Du ignored him.

Luo Wenzhou: "Did you hear that?" ”

Fei Du looked indifferent and reached for the doorknob, as if he hadn't listened.

Luo Wenzhou saw that he couldn't move twice, so he had no choice but to make a move, grabbed Fei Du's arm with his hand, pulled back very skillfully, and pinned Fei Du's hand behind him with the usual capture of prisoners, and dragged him down from the door.

Fei Du: "......"

"Don't listen to what you say," Luo Wenzhou pressed the back of his neck with one hand and stuck his arm with the other under Fei Du's shocked gaze, and "escorted" him to the three-step unexpected recliner, "Sit down and wait, I'll call you a substitute driver." ”

Fei Du didn't come back to his senses until this time, and suddenly struggled out of his hand, and his voice was a little faster: "Team Luo, can you evolve a little bit from the state of late Homo sapiens to the civilized man?" ”

Luo Wenzhou ignored it, and the fingers that were originally on the back of Fei Du's neck moved a few inches slightly, and landed on Fei Du's carotid artery: "You are uncomfortable, I will say that I remember where I have seen it, coffee and wine cannot be mixed together." ”

Fei Du: "......"

He was "shocked" by Luo Wenzhou's afterthought, and his ears hurt.

Luo Wenzhou looked at him: "I haven't thought about it so much - it's not good to be good for you, it's not good to be good, you are more difficult to serve than Cixi Lafayette." ”

Fei Du: "...... Disrespectful, I don't know that your surname is actually Li. ”

Luo Wenzhou flicked his fingers on the side of his neck, and went out with his mobile phone to call a substitute driver.

The owner of the house, Tao Ran, knew nothing about this dark tide of sapportion, he was knocked down by a few glasses of red wine, and lay down until the sunset soaked the ground, and then got up with a dry mouth.

The guests were already gone, unsurprisingly, and had cleaned up the messy house for him as they left.

Tao Ran washed his face in his new home, and saw two notes posted on the refrigerator, one was left by Luo Wenzhou, telling him that the dishes he hadn't finished were in the refrigerator, and he got up to heat himself, and the other was left by Fei Du, which was relatively long, Tao Ran rubbed his eyes for a long time before he could see what he had written.

Fei Du said that when he took Chenchen out to buy a book, he felt like he was being followed, not sure if it was aimed at Chenchen, or maybe he was nervous, but just in case, please Tao Ran have time at night to visit Chenchen's parents at "No. 1101" in the same unit, remind them to pay attention to their children's summer safety, don't forget to bring some things, and by the way, thank the big beauty for letting him "shine" at noon.

These good things, even inquired about people's house numbers.

Tao Ran couldn't help laughing.

Then, his smile froze, and he re-read the few words that Fei Du had said about the suspected tracker, and subconsciously looked out of the window—the old neighborhood was rich in vegetation, dense with pines and shrubs, and from the upper floor, there was nothing.

Tranquil and quiet.

Tao Ran walked to the side of the small cabinet and reopened the old detective's notes.

On the title page, there is an old one-inch photo, which is an old photo of the owner in front of the notebook when he was young, with an inch head and a Chinese face, facing the camera without smiling, and his name is written next to the photo - Yang Zhengfeng.

On the pages of "Lotus Mountain Serial Child Kidnapping Case", Yang Lao circled it with a red pen, and Tao Ran knew that this meant that in Master's heart, the case was not closed. Between the pages, the records of the old criminal police who illegally followed and eavesdropped on Wu Guangchuan were recorded, and the time span was as long as half a month, and there was basically "no abnormality" every day.

There are also a few small words in the middle: "Wu Guangchuan's colleagues confirmed that this person was hospitalized for two days due to a severe cold during the enrollment period in Lianhuashan, which happened to be the time when the victim Guo Fei disappeared. ”

Tao Ran poured himself a glass of warm water and slowly combed his chaotic thoughts - it is said that Wu Guangchuan is more than one meter eight tall and is a tall man, for a little girl, you need to raise your head to see his face, pre-adolescent children have begun to develop, it is the time when there is gender consciousness and begins to be sensitive, a strange adult man, even if he has the identity of a teacher, I am afraid that he will need many or long contacts to gain the trust of girls.

Does Wu Guangchuan, who is hospitalized, have this opportunity and time?

Tao Ran was distracted, his fingers loosened, and the notebook closed upside down, revealing a small note sandwiched between the last pages. It was Tao Ran's own handwriting, which was written with a radio tune, followed by the label "Midnight, Reading at Zero".

Yang Zhengfeng died three years ago, at the hands of a wanted criminal.

He is getting older, his level is getting higher, and he has been transferred from a front-line criminal police to a management position several years ago, and the gossip from Luo Wenzhou said that he would be able to mention the deputy bureau soon, and they were originally thinking about eating the old man hard.

At the time of the accident, it was not even his working hours - at that time, in order to send his children to college in other places, Yang Zhengfeng took two years of annual leave, and after sending the children, he planned to use the last day of vacation to be a good cook, and went to the vegetable market early in the morning, and saw a homeless man with a nervous face in an underground passage. The homeless man looked anxious, which passer-by looked at him more, he would glare back fiercely, Yang Zhengfeng sensitively found that some of this person's small movements were very similar to the preparatory actions before the attack, so he paid attention, and then took a closer look, and recognized that the homeless man was actually an A-class wanted criminal, and he was on the run after stabbing to death a family of four in a frenzy.

The suspect's mental state was obviously unstable, Yang Zhengfeng didn't dare to act rashly, and secretly contacted his colleagues, but there was an old lady walking by the dog, the puppy probably felt the danger, and yelled at the man, which stimulated the wanted criminal, he screamed at the time, and out of nowhere he took out a knife and pounced on the old man, Yang Zhengfeng had no choice but to step forward-

Yang Zhengfeng was stabbed more than a dozen times by the frenzied murderer.

It happened to be Tao Ran on duty that day, and he was the first to arrive at the scene, just in time to see Yang Lao for the last time.

But the strange thing is that Yang Zhengfeng's last words were neither to ask the prisoner if he had caught it, nor to entrust his wife and children, he grabbed Tao Ran's hand and repeated one sentence repeatedly: "FM ...... 88.6…… 12:5...... 88.6……”

fm88.6 twelve-fifty program is "Zero Degree Reading", and then the program was discontinued, becoming a very niche mobile phone app, tepid every day to put on audiobooks, the content is extremely boring, Fei Du heard it from him by chance, and laughed that this is a hypnotic artifact.

When the duty is worth reversing day and night, there will be a little sleep disturbance occasionally, at this time, Tao Ran will listen to this strange audiobook for a while, and he has always suspected that he has understood the last words of the wrong master, until he once happened to hear the ID of "reciter".

Tao Ran turned on his mobile phone, which was almost out of battery, opened the "Zero Reading App", and opened his collection of "Red and Black" appreciation, the author is the "reciter".

The first sentence of the essay reads: "'So, who do I eat with?' - this question is the horror of the characters. ”

And it is an incomparable coincidence that Zhao Haochang, the murderer of the "520" murder and body throwing case, once took advantage of the Zhang family's connections, took a great opportunity for his colleagues, and successfully promoted to a second-level partner with these resources.

I can't explain this to others, and when I say it, people will only think that he has been immersed in the case for too long, so that he has a nervous breakdown, and he feels a sense of déjà vu when he sees everything, but the problem is that Tao Ran always feels that it is not the first time that he has a similar sense of déjà vu, and it is the same ID every time.

When the Master was dying, he held his hand and said that it was really a boring book show?

Could it be that he misheard it at the time, and kept hinting to himself that "there is something wrong with this show", so that over time, everyone really rose up and took out every coincidence to be suspicious?

Tao Ran has been a criminal police officer for more than seven years, and he knows that this situation is actually very common, and if people become suspicious, their memories will come out to deceive people -- how many witnesses have run into violent crimes in front of them, but they can't even understand whether the suspect is male or female, tall or short?

Over the years, he turned over the old detective's notebook countless times from beginning to end, trying to find a little clue from it and figure out what the master's real last words were, but everything in the notebook was reversed, and he still couldn't find any clues other than that show.

Tao Ran took a deep breath and shook his head self-deprecatingly, feeling that he might need to talk to the psychological counselor in the bureau as well.

At this moment, an update logo appeared in the upper right corner of the mobile app, Tao Ran inadvertently glanced down, his pupils shrank, and he saw that the title of the update was-"Wandering people, have you found your lost night pearl?" - Rereading "Lolita", submitted by reciter. ”