[a]

Later, after buying crayfish, they returned to this night market street.

There was still a change of clothes left for the dynasty to buy, and it was originally a small supermarket that could be solved, but Lin Chen was walking on the side of the street and suddenly saw a small stall.

The stall owner is a young college student who is napping, listening to music on his mobile phone, and seems to have no intention of doing business, there are two simple iron frames next to him, and on the iron racks are two large rows of bits and pieces of clothes, Lin Chen glanced at the tracks playing on his mobile phone, and found that he was listening to an album of Song Shengsheng very early.

It was probably just a moment when he passed by, the young college student glanced at him, then held his mobile phone, and stood up excitedly: "Lin ...... Mr. Lin Chen? ”

Lin Chen stopped, it was the first time he had been shouted out by passers-by, and he was at a loss.

"I ...... I like Shengsheng very much, I'm a fan of him, thank you today for really ......" The small boy said, his eyes reddened, "It's very uncomfortable, but thank you very much." ”

Under the street lamp, the young college student's eyes were slightly red, and his expression was a little excited, and in the night, he was wearing the faint light of the street lamp, and behind him was the smoke and dust rising from the barbecue stall next door.

Lin Chen was stunned.

"That...... I'm not mistaken, am I? When the college student saw him stunned, he suddenly became timid.

Lin Chen thought about it, it was the first time he had been thanked in person, looking at the young face of the student and the eyes full of hope, he felt that he should always say something, but he couldn't say anything.

He suddenly remembered Song Shengsheng, the singer's young face gradually overlapped with this student, and he suddenly wanted to know what the other party would say to him if he faced Song Shengsheng one day, if it was Song Shengsheng, maybe he would thank him for avenging him, and blame him for being nosy, Song Shengsheng is such a strange alternative.

In the end, it was the criminal congrator who put his hand on his shoulder to break the deadlock.

The convict said hello to the student and said, "It's so late, and you're still setting up a stall?" ”

"Yes, yes...... Earn some tuition! The student suddenly became excited again, "Do you want to buy any clothes, I will pick and give you the right one, really...... I don't even know what to say, am I particularly brain-dead now? ”

"Nope." Lin Chen turned around, very embarrassed.

His actions probably made the college student think that he was going to pick out clothes, so the boy's excited voice continued to sound in his ears one after another, "Do you buy men's clothes, my small commodity market has a new summer style, a hot style, especially good ......"

"Men's Wear...... Hmm......" Lin Chen picked up a wide pink T-shirt with a small strawberry pattern from the simple hanger, he thought about how the next dynasty would look in this T-shirt, then looked at Xing Conglian, and asked him, "Is it cute?" ”

"Cute." Xing Conglian was very satisfied.

Lin Chen nodded, took out his wallet and paid the money.

Then there was another round of tug-of-war between giving money and not giving money, and in the end, it was the criminal congregation company who secretly stuffed the money into the student's pocket and solved the matter.

Of course, this is a small episode, and by the time I got back to the Express Hotel, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

The dynasty had already bathed, wrapped in a thin quilt, and fell asleep soundly in bed.

The convict stood beside the bed, carrying a large basket of crayfish for takeaway, looking like he was eager to wake people up immediately.

Lin Chen grabbed him, put the strawberry T-shirt on the head of the king's bed, and said helplessly: "I didn't sleep all day yesterday, I was really tired." ”

"What about crayfish?" The convict was very impatient.

"I'll see you eat." Lin Chen glanced at the pot full of chili peppers, and then at the knife wound on his hand, and said as a matter of course.

However, in order to appease the convict Lian, he still asked with a smile: "Do you want to go downstairs and buy a bottle of beer again?" ”

As a loyal lover of spicy crayfish, Xing Conglian couldn't refuse this request at all.

There was a pair of small sofa chairs by the window, and the convict put the crayfish on the coffee table, and then, as if remembering something, suddenly turned back to him and said, "It's late, Consultant Lin will go take a bath first." ”

Seeing that Lian Dayou was going to gnaw crayfish by the window all night, Lin Chen nodded and said okay.

It's just that before he could take a change of clothes, Xing Conglian turned his head again and said, "Wait, the wound has to be protected from water, will it be inconvenient for you to wash it alone?" ”

"Of course it's inconvenient." Lin Chen opened the bathroom door, and when he heard him say this, he had already entered the bathroom, and it was rare for him to want to tease the torture slave, so he poked his head out and responded, "Is the torture captain going to help me wash?" ”

"We'd love to help." The torturer was about to get up.

"Why don't you go together?" Lin Chen looked at the torture congregation with a smile, then turned around and locked the bathroom door.

When he came out of the wash, a third of the lobsters had already been drained.

Obviously, the Express Hotel couldn't have the tall floor-to-ceiling windows of Cohen's May, and the floors they lived on were low, and they didn't have the feeling of being overlooked by the lights of thousands of homes. But Lin Chen looked at the back of Xing Conglian sitting in the circle chair, one person with one wine and one lobster, under the faint light, Xing Conglian actually had a feeling of vicissitudes of thousands of sails, at that time, Lin Chen suddenly thought, I don't know who can enter Xing Conglian's heart.

He wiped his wet hair with one hand and sat down beside the Torture Slave Company.

"It's still a little inconvenient, isn't it?" The convict took a sip of wine and asked him.

"It's not that much trouble." Lin Chen glanced at the coffee table, there was an extra bottle of Yongchuan Chunsheng at some point, thinking that Xing Conglian really went to buy wine while he was taking a bath.

The torturer put down the cup, went into the bathroom and washed his hands, and when he came out again, he directly took the towel in his hand, and began to help him wipe his hair without a glance. The torture was gentle, Lin Chen could feel the strength of his hand grasping the towel on his head, and his ears were touched by the edge of the rough palm of the torture company from time to time, Lin Chen felt that his ears were probably red, but the dim window should not be able to see clearly.

"When you saw that student just now, did you regret doing the live broadcast?" The torture conglian asked for no reason.

Lin Chen looked at the thoughtful and quiet face of the torturer in the reflection of the glass window, and said very honestly: "Yes, I was thinking just now, if Song Shengsheng wanted not to settle his grievances but to live a peaceful life, would I go against his wishes instead?" ”

"It's not something you can decide." Torture Conglian finished wiping and began to fold towels, "Again, it's not something he can decide. ”

Lin Chen shook his head, the sentence Conglian said was really strong and powerful, and it really deserved to be a criminal Conglian.

Because the punishment was very light, Lin Chen suddenly remembered his other friend who always wanted to resolve his knot: "What about Su Fengzi?" ”

Speaking of this, Lin Chen realized that his mobile phone hadn't rang all night, and with Su Fengzi's temperament, it was difficult not to call him and taunt him after being locked up for a day......

"That god man ......" Torturer Lian put the towel back in the bathroom, the sound gradually became smaller, footsteps sounded, he walked out of the bathroom again, stopped at the desk, Lin Chen heard the sound of the electric kettle, he turned around, only to see Torture Conglian unwrapping the tea bag and putting it in the porcelain cup.

He quickly brewed a cup of tea, then brought it over and put it in front of him, and said gently: "Jasmine tea, you won't be unable to sleep." ”

"Thank you."

Lin Chen picked up the teacup, the tea bag in the water was gently floating, the aroma was curling, and it seemed that the torture was ready to let him continue to chat.

"It is said that the people from the Sinni embassy said that when they wanted to release the people, the room was already empty." The convict Lian said.

Lin Chen's eyes widened, a little incredulous, but after thinking about it, there is no such thing as a ghost, and it is indeed very similar to Su Fengzi's style.

"Your friend, it's incredible." Xing Conglian picked up the crayfish again and began to peel it.

Lin Chen wanted to say that you were even more incredible than him, but of course this kind of words could only be hidden in his heart.

"Fengzi, to be honest, I don't know exactly what he's doing." Lin Chen blew on the tea soup, obviously it was a very ordinary jasmine tea, but probably because the torturer was by his side, so Lin Chen felt that this cup of tea was sweeter than the ones he had drunk in the past, he said: "When we were in college, he often skipped classes, so much so that we sometimes say that his other identity is Superman or Overwatch who saves the world, in short, it is very mysterious. ”

The torturer pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "It's interesting. ”

After that, he talked to Xing Conglian about Su Fengzi's college affairs, so he said that he wanted to rest early, but they sat on the sofa by the narrow window of the express hotel, and he watched Xing Conglian eat crayfish carefully and continue to chat.

The criminal cong would say some very strange regional experiences, Lin Chen would sometimes listen very carefully, sometimes he couldn't help but interject a sentence or two, and then occasionally talk about some of the patients he had encountered, in short, in the man's chat, he would definitely involuntarily talk about those experiences that made him proud.

At that time, Lin Chen thought, this is actually very good, there is no need for any change between him and Xing Conglian, he is already very satisfied.

So if it weren't for Song Shengsheng, the time between him and Xing Conglian would have passed by decades as plainly and tracelessly as tonight.

But fortunately, there is Song Shengsheng in this world.

[two]

The next day, they were completely woken up by the sudden ringing of the cellphone.

When he sat up from the bed in a daze, Xing Conglian was already very conscious and picked up the phone.

"Jiang Chao?" The convict grabbed his hair on the bed next to him, and his tone was surprised......

"If you don't come to Yongchuan because of my old punishment, you will make some big news!" Deputy Captain Jiang's loud voice came out through the receiver of his mobile phone.

Lin Chen covered his head, realizing that the caller was the deputy captain of the criminal police team of the Yongchuan Second Bureau who was investigating with them in the collective suicide case, his heart sank, and he came to his senses in an instant, he sat up straight and looked at the criminal slave company.

"What's the matter, call me so early?" The punishment Conglian asked very strictly.

"Consultant Lin is also here, the group case we investigated last time has made phased progress, I want to talk to you a few words, this doesn't look like you were so busy yesterday, I'm sorry to disturb you, are you free in the morning?"

The room was too quiet, and he and Xing Conglian's bed were also very close to each other, so Lin Chen could hear every word Jiang Chao said clearly.

Lin Chen nodded.

The convict asked, "Where are you?" ”

"You're downstairs."

Vice Captain Jiang said as a matter of course.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, Wang Dynasty didn't seem to hear the phone at all, and he was still sleeping soundly.

The quality of the young man's sleep was so good that it made people angry, and Xing Conglian got up directly and soaked the shirt that Wang Chao had changed yesterday into the pool.

Even though I only slept for 6 hours, it was always good to have someone to ask for breakfast.

Jiang Chao sent them a location and waited for them at a beef vermicelli soup shop near the Express Hotel.

As soon as they entered the door, the enthusiastic Captain Jiang patted the table and said: "This beef vermicelli soup is very good, Yongchuan time-honored brand, I just ordered a bowl for one of you, and if it is not enough, you can add it, I please." ”

Lin Chen pulled out a chair and sat down, and the torturer whispered to him, "Is there also this shop near our house?" ”

Lin Chen looked at the name of the store on the menu, and decided not to tell Sù Jiangchao, this time-honored brand in Yongchuan, is actually a very ordinary national chain store.

The waiter brought three bowls of beef vermicelli soup, clear soup with red meat, and green coriander, and the torturer broke open the double bamboo chopsticks, carefully removed the wooden thorns on them, handed them over, and then asked Jiang Chao: "Let's get down to business." ”

Lin Chen pinched the bamboo chopsticks, and Xing Conglian always reflected his meticulous side in the very casual details, which was really an excellent example of a good lover.

"I didn't catch the mastermind behind it." Jiang Chao swallowed his saliva and said very depressedly.

"How?" Although the police in the two places have also communicated about the progress of the case, Lin Chen really didn't know that Jiang Chao had actually arrested the mastermind behind the scenes in the recent past, and what he didn't expect was that the phased progress in Jiang Chao's mouth was such a depressing thing.

"Hey, Consultant Lin, you also know, those children have been brainwashed very thoroughly, so the interrogation process is very, very troublesome, if you hadn't asked a few psychology professors from Yongchuan University to help, we would have been able to ask for something truly valuable."

"Well, go ahead."

"According to the confessions of some students, we confirmed that the main messenger behind the scenes is a middle-aged man in his 40s who they have called 'Mr. Beauty'."

"Mr. Beauty?" Lin Chen stopped his chopsticks and interrupted Jiang Chao.

"That's right, isn't this name particularly sick, like an island country, but it shouldn't be a name but a codename."

"Beautiful day." The torturer Lian suddenly spoke, "It's educated." ”

"Hey, old criminal, you let me keep saying that you don't interrupt." Jiang Chao waved his hand.

The convict shook his head helplessly and continued to drink the soup with his head down.

Jiang Chao said: "Then the technician of our bureau drew a portrait of Mr. Meijing according to the description of the students, and the wanted notice was basically posted all over the city...... Pounced. Jiang Chao said and patted his chopsticks.

Hearing Jiang Chao say this, Lin Chen actually had a very subtle sense of fear in his heart, the mysterious Mr. Meijing, and Song Shengsheng has been heard for more than a year, could it be that these two people are the same person?

is about 40 years old, which seems to be the same age as Song Shengsheng......

Thinking of this, Lin Chen took a deep breath, and Xing Conglian actually stopped his movements, frowning at him, obviously Xing Conglian thought of him again.

Lin Chen said to Jiang Chao, "Can you show me the portrait of Mr. Meijing?" ”

"What do you mean by okay or not, didn't I just bring a portrait to show you?"

Jiang Chao said, pulling out a wanted notice from the information bag.

Lin Chen opened it, looked at the sketch portrait on the white paper, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that the nervousness he was just now was an unexplained occupational disease.

If Song Shengsheng was Mr. Meijing, Jiang Chao would have reacted a long time ago, how could he only inform them now.

He looked at the middle-aged man on the blank paper again, and only felt that Mr. Meijing, who had committed a heinous crime, should look like this.

The middle-aged man wears this checkerboard scarf around his neck, with black-framed glasses, and his appearance looks plain, but when combined, it has a special charm, full of bookish atmosphere and the wisdom of the years.

He is gentle and can give you wise guidance, and both boys and girls may have prayed in their sleep that their father would be like this; He would hold the child on his lap and tell a fairy tale in a vivid and gentle tone; It will also take you to the suburbs and explain to you the wild flora and fauna; He understands everything, but he never shows off, and he is not as perfect as ordinary people.

In short, probably only such a person will have a kind of moving charm that allows people to put life and death aside for him.

Lin Chen retracted his gaze and handed the paper to the Torture Company.

The convict glanced at it, and folded the wanted warrant very disapprovingly, stuffing it under the soup bowl, as if it was just an ordinary criminal.

"Do you know the real name of this Mr. Beauty?" The criminal servant asked.

"Old criminal, if I still have an idea, I can come to Advisor Lin!" Jiang Chao changed his flattering tone, "I'm really out of line, I don't know anything, that Mr. Meijing is like a ghost." ”

"Since it is in the new village, then you should leave fingerprints, the fingerprint test has been done, and there is no record in the information database?"

"Nope!"

"Oh, that's really a ghost, that's fine." After the torturer finished speaking, he continued to drink the soup, "Don't be too anxious, you can always catch it." ”

"Hey, Consultant Lin, look at him like this, there is no friendship between colleagues at all." Jiang Chao muttered dissatisfiedly.

Lin Chen pondered for a moment and said seriously: "But with only a portrait, I don't have a better way. ”

"You can't dig another pit for him and pit him to death, just like you did with Li Jingtian?"

Lin Chen shook his head: "It's too risky, Mr. Meijing is a cautious, cunning, and extremely smart criminal at first glance, he is far more dangerous than Li Jingtian." Lin Chen said to Jiang Chao very solemnly, "You must be careful, you can't be as reckless as last time." ”

"I know, but I'm going to catch someone even if I'm dead." Jiang Chao said disappreciatively.

If you have to divide it by temperament type, Jiang Chao is a typical bloody, lively and enthusiastic, but it is easy to be rough, Lin Chen looked at him deeply, and he didn't know what to say, so he had to stab Conglian in the end.

The torturer Lian Hui, put the chopsticks on the bowl, and said to Jiang Chao: "Jiang Chao ......"

"What?"

"You're not afraid of death, are you?"

"Of course not."

"Then if your colleagues around you die one by one because of your recklessness, aren't you afraid?"

The punishment was even very strict, even very majestic, which made the temperature in the small shop drop.

Jiang Chao only glanced at him, and he became very timid.

"Next time, don't act without permission, if there is any problem, notify me and Consultant Lin first." He said with a final word.

Sometimes, Lin Chen feels that Jiang Chao is like an older version of the dynasty, but unfortunately, the dynasty is a child who was brought up by a criminal servant, and Jiang Chao obviously does not have such good luck.

The beef vermicelli soup was eaten quickly, and Jiang Chao didn't dare to refute it after the sentence was finished, but because of the silence, an originally beautiful breakfast became tasteless.

Jiang Chao thanked them and left in a hurry.

They walked back to the hotel room, and when they opened the room, Wang had already woken up.

The young man was holding the little strawberry T-shirt in his hand, his upper body was bare, and the TV was turned on at some point.

He looked at the picture on the TV with demented and confused eyes, then turned his head and said to them, "Ah...... Boss Chen...... Song Shengsheng found it. ”