Round 210 (5)

Du Yijian is eighty-five years old this year, he is already an old age, but he is still straight, without a trace of rickets, and he also sees any signs of old dizziness, his hair has turned gray, he can't find a single black hair, the relationship between the lights, faintly glowing gold, he stands on the stairs in the center, the ivory cane in his hand, holding it in his hand, there is a feeling of a scepter.

The butler, that is, the man who went out to greet the others came in, walked up the stairs respectfully, arched his hand and whispered a few words in his ear.

As for what he said, the voice was too soft, and it was a little far away, and it was impossible for the people downstairs to hear it.

Seeing that after the housekeeper finished speaking, Du Yijian frowned and glanced at them coldly.

Come to think of it, what the butler said must be their business, and it must not be a good thing.

It doesn't matter if it's good or bad, they're here to investigate the case, not to make friends.

"Mr. Du!" Cao Zhen took the lead in taking a step forward, "I am ......"

Du Yijian interrupted him with a straight face, "I'm not interested in knowing who you are, just say anything." ā€

Cao Zhen coughed lightly in a slightly embarrassed way, "We came this time to learn more about Du Yichen, your twin brother......

"He is no longer from the Du family, since he ran away from home at the age of twenty, we have no longer been in touch, I think you asked the wrong person."

This is death not admitted.

Cao Zhen didn't give up immediately, "Mr. Du, I hope you can cooperate with us, not perfunctory. ā€

"In what capacity do you say this to me, perfunctory?" He sneered and mocked, "You're not qualified enough. ā€

"You're ......!" Cao Zhen was choked and turned white in embarrassment.

"Now the younger generation of police really don't understand any etiquette, you said that you are a person from the S City Public Security Bureau, I remember that the current director is Xiao Deng."

He called Deng Keyou Xiao Deng, and this kind of title is generally used by elders to refer to juniors.

Cao Zhen gritted his teeth, "Yes!" ā€

"He was much better than you when he was younger, at least he knew how to pronounce the word 'you'."

You, that is, the honorific title, is also an honorific between superiors and subordinates.

Before he could say a few words, the relationship between superiors and subordinates had already been set.

Du Yijian is naturally on the top, and they are on the bottom.

Jing Sa stood behind him and couldn't hold back a little, muttering, "Dead old man." ā€

The voice was not loud, but Du Yijian looked at it with a ghostly look.

His eyes were extremely sharp, and the projected gaze fell on his body like a pinprick, Jing Sa couldn't help but tremble, and wanted to go back, but he couldn't say half a word, and accidentally bit his tongue.

She stuck out her tongue in pain.

This old man is an old monster who is alive and well.

Among the people present, Kangxi and Wanying were probably the calmest.

Kangxi has never seen any big scenes, and he has never encountered any 'demons and monsters'.

He has lived under an old demon at the cosmic level since he was a child.

The old demon of the universe level - his father Kang Yu is also.

So, it's no wonder.

She didn't have such a father, but she had met a lot of criminals who were perverted to the demon level, and the old man in front of her was at least human-looking, and she had also seen people who specialize in eating people, and in order to show off his achievements, he also took off the incisors of the people he ate and put them in his mouth.

A pervert with a mouth full of incisors, compared to the old man now......

Hehe, it's a big thing.

Du Yijian noticed Kangxi and Yingying standing at the end from the beginning.

One of the reasons is that their appearance is too outstanding, and the most eye-catching thing is that they all have a completely different temperament from the police.

There is no tension at all, seeing him is like seeing an ordinary old man, there is no sharpness, no saber rattling, very leisurely, unlike Cao Zhen and Jing Sa, the whole body is on guard, they are very relaxed, relaxed and a little bit not to take him seriously.

He squinted, and the man felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The girl......

At first, he was surprised that the girl was too calm, this calmness did not match her age, when he met his gaze, he was not in a hurry, he was leisurely, at first because she was very young, he thought he was still a police officer in the internship stage, and now it seems that if this girl is not a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, there is something outstanding.

Until now, he has seen too many people, whether he has the ability or is indiscriminate, he already has the bottom in his heart.

Cao Zhen saw that he didn't talk about the police at all, and he spoke so impulsively, although he had a search warrant in hand, Deng Keyou had instructed him when he went out, this old man's identity was not ordinary, although the investigation of the case was very important, but he should not be treated like a prisoner.

Give him some face, and don't give him a chance to fight back.

This seems a bit tricky.

Such an old fox, even if he wants to set a trap for him to jump, stroking it will make him see through it at a glance.

He lowered his head and thought about what to do next, and he couldn't be talked about under any circumstances.

Du Yijian has a good reputation, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't make a mistake, the most important thing is not to let the search warrant that he has so hard come down in his hand be burned.

"What, there's nothing to say?"

Before he could speak, Du Yijian spoke first.

He walked slowly down with a cane, and walked steadily with every step, and the robe on his body should have been made of fine satin, which was scalded without a trace of wrinkles, and the butler followed him closely.

Looking at the past, this situation really feels like a gangster in the thirties and forties.

is obviously a person from a medical family, but he has such a sense of oppression, which is something that Cao Zhen did not expect.

"I'm thirsty, of course I don't have anything to say."

Kangxi suddenly burst out and broke the stalemate between the two parties.

He clasped his hands around his chest, raised his chin and looked at Du Yijian, "Old Du."

Ba glanced at Du Yijian, "Old Du, just now you said that the police were rude, I think you are fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter." ā€

"Oh, how do you say?"

"It's everyone's demeanor to come as a guest, I've been here for so long, and I haven't seen this housekeeper behind you ask the guest what he wants to drink, there is a problem with the tutor, I see you changing people as soon as possible."

He was not afraid that the fault would be blamed on Du Yijian and pushed it on his subordinates.

Although there is a suspicion of scolding Huai, if Du Yijian is angry, it means that he is nothing more than that.

Du Yijian naturally understood, and his eyes looking back at Kangxi became unpredictable.

Kangxi's gaze met it without any dodge.

"Hahaha......" Du Yijian burst out laughing, "It seems that the Public Security Bureau not only writes bad bamboo shoots, but also has good seedlings, what is your name, young man, and what position is it now?" ā€

He thought Kangxi was a policeman like Cao Zhen.

"My surname is Kang, I won't say my name, and you can't remember it."

"Interesting, I remember you." Du Yijian turned around and said to the housekeeper, "Lao Ai, what are you still doing, serving tea." ā€

"Yes!"

Lao Ai was about to retreat, but Kangxi shouted again, "Lao Ai, go to the big red robe, the special red robe!" ā€

Lao Ai's mouth twitched, he had never seen such a shameless guest, he looked at Du Yijian.

Du Yijian nodded, and Lao Ai respectfully retreated.

There was one less person present, and the stiff atmosphere was slightly defused by Kangxi, Du Yijian walked down the stairs and pointed to the sofa in the living room with a cane, "Let's go, talk there." ā€

A group of people have long been standing with numb legs, and it is good to have a place to sit.

Cao Zhen and Jing Sa were not polite and walked straight over, but in order to prevent Du Yijian from talking about the politeness of the Public Security Bureau again, they sat down and picked a position facing him.

"Old Du, it's still the same sentence, may I ask ......" This time he deliberately added a word of invitation, and he was particularly heavy, "Do you know about Du Yichen's private doing things that are real to the human body." ā€

You're accentuating the pitch as well.

"The human body is real...... What is the real body? ā€

Jing Sa couldn't hold it back, gritted his teeth and said, "The operation to transplant all organs is really yĆ n." ā€

Du Yijian looked incomprehensibly surprised, "Little girl, you are a policeman, you may not know that all organ transplants can be common except for heart and lung transplantation, all organ transplants can be ......" He shook his head and sneered, "That's just a fantasy." ā€

The implication in the words is that this kind of transplantation is completely impossible, and there is no need for real yĆ n, and it is hearsay that there will be this kind of real yĆ n, and it is completely wiped out, so that Jing Sa doesn't know how to answer.

Old fox! The old fox who has become a spirit.

Jing Sa turned her head to look at Yingwan, wondering why she was so quiet today.

If it was a normal time, she would have attacked a long time ago.

Could it be that even she thinks that Du Yijian is difficult to do.

She is quiet on the surface, but she has been evaluating Du Yijian in her heart, and she sees his every move.

Consciously superior, and no one in his eyes, too self-confidence, but not rigid and self-serving, no one in ten thousand leadership temperament, every step has been calculated how to take the next ten steps, there is absolute control of desire, joy and anger are not exposed, even if he likes the same thing, it will not let people know, more precisely, the more he likes a thing, the more he will drive such a thing away from himself.

Because he can't have weaknesses!

This is her initial assessment.

Such a person is not suitable for a frontal attack, and there will only be an inch left of his counterattack on the front.

She looked at Kangxi and smiled slightly in her heart.

Whether she was really thirsty or not, she didn't know, but Kangxi's actions just now resolved a crisis.

If he hadn't intervened, Cao Zhen and Jing Sa would probably have fallen in love with Du Yijian.

She lowered her head and habitually rubbed her thumb against her index finger.

A frontal attack will make Du Yijian defensive, so what will happen to a surprise attack?

"Master, tea is here."

Lao Ai walked in from the foyer, followed by two middle-aged women, who were dressed as maids.

Tea is naturally a good tea, when the lid is uncovered, the aroma comes to the nose, and the teacup is a fine product, with a fine blue and white porcelain of high quality.

I'm afraid the value of this cup of tea is worth half a month's salary for a police officer.

"Drink, you're welcome, it's hard for you to be a policeman, come in the wind all day long, go in the rain ^......" he took a sip of tea, "although it's all useless work." ā€

Burst!

Jing Sa choked on the first sentence after listening to it, and coughed nonstop.

She frowned and patted her on the back.

This girl is useless at a critical moment.

The tea was drunk and the sofa was sitting, but they weren't here for a tea party.

Cao Zhen thought about how to speak again, Jing Sa must have nothing to say, and the cough didn't stop.

"Elder Du, I visited your house a little just now, and I found that there was a rare thousand-character text hanging on the wall."

Jing Sa coughed and looked at Yingwan, and her eyes lit up.

She finally made a move, but what the hell is a thousand-character text?

Does this have anything to do with the case?

When she was inexplicable, Du Yijian replied, "The little girl's vision is good." ā€

"It's a pity that it's a bit far, and I don't know what it's written?"

"It's an ancient text, and it says that it is the benevolence and benevolence of the healer."

He was born in a medical family and is a well-known national player, and this calligraphy and painting is the most suitable to hang in his home.

She stood up and walked to the calligraphy, "Oops, it's cursive, I only understand the first two sentences, but I can't understand the fourth sentence." ā€

Du Yijian sat on the sofa and turned his head, and casually read out the fourth sentence.

She repeated his sentence and asked, "And what is it?" ā€

Du Yijian frowned, this little girl's behavior made her very puzzled, but since she asked, he would naturally say.

"Oh, it's really a good article, I don't know if you wrote it yourself, Mr. Du, or if someone else sent it."

"On the 60th birthday, a student gave it to me, and it has been hanging all the time."

"It's a shame that you remember so well." ā€

"I have always had a good memory, and when I am a doctor, I have to learn when I live."

"That's right!" She smiled, "Then I don't know if Elder Du knows about Huangjiatang?" ā€

"Huangjiatang?" Du Yijian stroked his chin, seemed to think very seriously, and put the teacup on the coffee table, "I haven't heard of it." ā€

"How come, you who are so good in your memory, how can you not remember, when the ancient tomb was sponsored and repaired, the only way to pass through was the village of Huangjiatang, Du Lao can even remember the thousand-character text so familiarly, how can you not remember the three words of Huangjiatang."

When the words fell, Du Yijian's face froze.

He was fooled.