When saying this, the last two words are clearly emphasized.

Yo, I raised my eyebrows, this Liao Wenbing is quite kind, this is a **** naked provocation of Han Wu.

I was a little passionate on the other side of the glass, and I couldn't help rubbing my hands, shouting in my heart: Come on, Liao Wenbing, down with this rookie criminal policeman......

Of course, the scenario I imagined didn't happen.

Song Li didn't hurry to ask a few points, and Liao Wenbing was really cooperative and answered all questions.

Song Li: "A few days before and after the case, did you feel unwell? Or...... It's a little different from what you usually feel, have your colleagues at work or family and friends you are in regular contact with mentioned that you are abnormal? ”

Liao Wenbing shook his head: "My work is operated independently, and I don't have many close friends, but when it comes to being unwell...... Mr. Song, do your eyelids beat? ”

Han Wu sneered coldly on the side: "Do you want to say that your left eye jumps wealth and your right eye jumps disaster?" ”

Liao Wenbing pursed his lips, a little resistant to Han Wu's ridicule.

Hey, is this Han Wu sabotage? I couldn't help frowning when I watched it here, he had a poker face there, and Song Li's hard-earned goodwill and trust were destroyed, which was too wronged......

Song Li was quite calm, and said to Liao Wenbing: "When the human body encounters abnormal situations, it does send messages to the owner in various ways, and the eyelid beating is also a reminder to a certain extent. Did your eyelids throb a lot in those days? ”

Han Wu listened, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was still cold.

Liao Wenbing listened to Song Lixiang's words. couldn't help but show a hint of gratitude and nodded: "Yes, very powerful." ”

Song Li asked, "How often is it?" Are there any other symptoms associated with the process? ”

Liao Wenbing was very excited: "Yes, yes." The eyelids flipped up and down quickly, probably many times in a matter of seconds...... I don't remember exactly, but I think I saw something......"

Song Li's eyes moved, leaned forward, and made a listening posture: "What is it?" ”

Liao Wenbing closed his eyes slightly, as if he was recalling, and his brows furrowed. The expression was a little painful: "Yes...... Some of the footage ...... It's confusing. It's beating like an old-fashioned movie, and it's hard to watch......"

Picture? I raised my eyebrows, could it be that Liao Wenbing has the ability to predict? Or is it a subconscious representation of something that has already happened?

Song Li was as curious as I was, and asked, "Don't worry. Think slowly. Describe those images to me. What color is it? Positive, bright. Or is it darker and grayer? ”

Liao Wenbing closed his eyes and tried to describe his memories: "Yes...... It was pitch black. But it's strange to be able to see things...... It's like those glasses...... Green light ...... I don't know what it's called......"

Han Wu's face turned blank and spit out a few words: "Night vision goggles." ”

Liao Wenbing slapped the table hard: "Yes! It's night vision goggles, and the line of sight is green. It looked pitch black. It's the perspective of night vision goggles. ”

Listening to his words, Han Wu was silent, and looked at him with a pair of eagle-like eyes without blinking.

Song Li nodded, and asked again: "It's pitch dark, it's night, what kind of room is it?" Have you seen people, what are they doing? ”

Liao Wenbing was a little nervous, his fingers grabbed the table, and unconsciously scratched on it, making a piercing sound, and Han Wu's brows furrowed.

Liao Wenbing said intermittently: "The room ...... It's the bedroom...... No, no, more like a living room? Person...... No one...... There is a bed...... Bulge underneath the quilt...... It looks like someone is lying down and sleeping......"

I was a little confused when I heard it, this Liao Wenbing's narrative is a little strange, how can it be self-contradictory? Said it was a bedroom, but it was denied that it was a living room, and then I saw the bed, and I said that there was no one but I saw someone lying down and sleeping under the quilt......

Is his memory confused or is this matter itself just a nonsense he made up, so he can't lie about the confusion of information?

I frowned here and thought, Han Wu's face was already so stinky that it couldn't stink, watching Liao Wenbing's contradictory narrative keep appearing, his patience was finally exhausted.

Thick eyebrows twisted, and said sharply: "Enough." ”

This voice was full of anger, full of the police's deterrent aura, not only Liao Wenbing trembled, but even Song Li couldn't help but look back at him.

"Officer Han, do you have a problem with the way I asked?"

Han Wu said coldly: "With all due respect, the questions asked by Mr. Song have nothing to do with the case at all, and in my opinion, the suspect's confession is even more ridiculous and untrustworthy than before." ”

Liao Wenbing heard his comment, his dry lips were tightly pursed, his hands were clasped and placed on his lap, and his body made a defensive posture.

Song Li noticed Liao Wenbing's change in mood, and frowned slightly, Han Wu seemed to be about to get up and go out, I looked at something wrong here, and I went out quickly, and pushed open the door of the interrogation room.

beckoned to Han Wu: "Ahem, Officer Han over there is bothering you to come, Director Peng has something to look for you." ”

The three men in the room looked at me in unison, and I looked serious without changing my face.

Song Li was the first to understand what I meant, his peach blossom eyes flickered slightly, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his two index fingers rubbed each other, sending me a message: Ning Ning, come on, get this nasty criminal policeman out, I want to ask Liao Wenbing alone.

I winked: Okay. You wait.

"Officer Han, please." I turned to the side slightly, and there was a space for a person by the door, and my body language was signaling to Han Wu - why don't you hurry up and get out of the old lady.

Han Wu glanced at me, looked back at Liao Wenbing, who was silent, and Song Li, who was smiling gently, and said, "Since Director Peng is looking for me, then I will be absent first." Mr. Song, I'm sorry for you here. ”

Song Li waved his hand very modestly: "Don't bother, Officer Han go quickly." ”

"Hmm."

Han Wu nodded, turned around and walked towards me, the upright face swept in front of my eyes when I passed by, something seemed to flash in my mind, the shaking background, similar facial features, and a more immature face......

"Ning Huan?"

I came back to my senses: "Huh? "Looking at Han Wu, who had already walked out a few steps, I hurriedly brought the door." Oh, excuse me. ”

The two of them walked down the aisle for a while, and I was thinking about how to find an excuse to continue the deception, when I heard a straight voice in my ears without a trace of temperature.

"You're still the same as when you were a kid." Han Wu said.

I was stunned and turned my head to look at him: "What did you say?" "When I was a kid, when I was younger...... No, how could he say that, could it be that he and I met when I was a child......

Han Wu turned his head sideways, this angle seemed to lack a trace of police majesty, and the smooth facial lines added a bit of mature man's temperament to him. He is very different from Li Rin's flamboyant and wild beauty. More like a silent and swift cheetah.

"You don't remember."

I tried hard to think about it, but I could only shake my head innocently: "I'm sorry, Officer Han, I really don't have an impression." "Is that why he doesn't like me?

I wasn't very gregarious when I was a kid. Maybe you accidentally provoked him?

"Holy Light Orphanage."

"What!?" My eyes widened in shock. Look at him. I couldn't believe hearing this name from his mouth that he hadn't heard in a long time, "How do you know?" You...... Also orphans? ”

Han Wu's eyes were faint, and he swept over my face. It's like a laser gun with a scrutiny device, and it suddenly wants to punch a few big holes in my face to get a good look inside me.

"I'm not."

Not an orphan? I'm confused, isn't he knowing me?

"When I was a child, the school organized a visit to an orphanage to visit children of the same age without parents. That's when I saw you. Han Wu said calmly, his eyes fixed on my face, "You were a hedgehog at that time, catch whoever stabs whom." ”

"Huh?" I was stunned, then laughed dryly: "Hehehe." ”

I was an orphan, I was picked up from the street by the dean when I was about six or seven years old, and I have no memory of it, even the dean helped me get my name. Ning Huan - I would rather that you will no longer be displaced in this life, and will always be happy and peaceful.

Han Wu is right, my days in the orphanage were a real thorn. But when you think about it, it's understandable. An orphan with no memory and no past, and he was also bullied in the orphanage.

It has been said that children without parents are pitiful. That's true, but what they don't know is that it's this pity that causes the struggle for exclusion among the orphans.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the same is true for orphanages. The Holy Light Orphanage, like all non-profit orphanages, lacks resources in all aspects, and the children in the orphanage are doomed to be bullied if they are too cowardly.

I was admitted to the hospital late and received special attention from the dean, so I naturally became a thorn in the side of the other children, and the first month was almost a whole thing they did. I was poured cold water at night, I could never grab food for dinner, and the donated toys and clothes were always the last to be picked out, and almost all of them were tattered......

I remember one day it was raining very much, I was helping the dean deliver things, and when I passed the aisle, I tripped over the children in the courtyard, and more than a dozen children who looked at me unpleasantly came out and punched and kicked me, throwing dirty mud at me.

But the bigger they go, the more they went too far, and the clean towel that the dean told me was ripped off and thrown on the ground in the pouring rain. I lay on the ground, turned my head to see the snow-white towel instantly soaked in the rain, and they were still shouting and laughing to step on it, and the dirty and muddy shoe prints were so dazzling on it......

And then I exploded.

One against thirteen, I desperately caught them, bit them, there were many of them, but I was more ruthless than them.

All the children involved that day were punished by the dean, including me.

But from that day on, no child in the orphanage dared to bully me.

Well...... This has also created a situation where I have made countless enemies......

However, is this necessarily related to Han Wu's hatred of me? I am very puzzled, although I am a thorn, it is also not the right thing, not the person, there is a grievance, there is revenge is my principle and purpose, I will not touch other people's moldy head for no reason.

"Officer Han, did I bully you when I was a child?"

“…… No. Han Wu looked a little different.

I asked, "Really?" Think about it, did I bite your ear, kick you in the stomach, twist your arm and not let go? ”

"I said no, no, no." It's almost a hard reply.

Hey, what kind of attitude is this, aren't you going to bring up the past, we don't open the topic to dig deeper, how can I know where I offended you?

As soon as the stubbornness came up, I was a little careless, blocking the road, blocking in front of Han Wu and staring at him vigorously, looking up and down, left and right carefully.

"Hmm......" The face seems to be a little impressed.

"......" Han Wumu Ran, his face was tense, and there were suspicious green tendons beating on his forehead: "What are you looking at." ”

"Shhhh A straight face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a poker face with no expression. Hey, it seems that there is such a little boy in my memory.

Distant images gradually emerged, like night light floating across the water, passing quickly and coldly from my mind.

Holy Light Orphanage, Primary School Visitor, Little Boy......

Lots of images are intertwined, blocking the mind and becoming a disaster.

The head suddenly hurts.

Han Wu's voice flickered far and near: "Ning Huan? What happened to you...... So much cold sweat...... Ning Huan? Ning Huan? ”

Consciousness was gradually lost, Han Wu's face was closer, but I couldn't see his facial features at all. Who is that constantly shaking face? The face is blurred, and there are no facial features, so scary......

No, don't come here!

I pushed hard, Han Wu's posture was upright and did not move, but I was rebounded by the force and took a few steps back, looking down and seeing that my steps were clearly a pool of bright red blood.

This......

My eyes widened in astonishment as I watched the ceiling above me see countless faces, twisted and hideous...... All of those different faces are children's faces!

Boys, girls, fair, honey-colored, crowded on the ceiling, lined up with a sea of dense and terrifying faces.

It's cold......

It's hot......

I felt that the blood in my body was boiling and burning, but strangely enough, I reached out and touched it, my cheeks were cold, and my body temperature was wrong. Unusual for ordinary people.

How can it be so cold......

Sear, broil. The blood flowing from the limbs and bones was surging, as if I had received some kind of command and began to flow around my body wantonly, and it was like a wildfire burning everywhere I passed, and my soul trembled.

Cold, heat, two incompatible sensations manifested in me, as if a patient with a bad cold was on the verge of collapse.

I can't stand it, it's so uncomfortable......

I stumbled under my feet, and when I fell, I was caught by a pair of strong arms, and when my vision was foggy, I saw Han Wu's rigid face showing rare tension and anxiety.

"Ning Huan?"

"I ...... Go find ...... Song ...... "I didn't say the last word, my eyes were dark, and I fainted."

In the chaos, I kept hearing a distant male voice calling me: Ning Huan, Ning Huan...... I'm waiting for you in hell, waiting for you forever...... (To be continued.) )