Misty Hills (2)
The man suddenly picked her up by the waist and walked into the depths of the rose bush, and the two of them lay on a stone stump, their clothes fading and the scorching breath blending together. The breeze blew, the roses flew all over, and the red fragrance was scattered on the bare skin......
Qiao Yan woke up suddenly, she tried to search for the missing pictures in her memory, but her thoughts, like the waves of the sea, kept surging up, and were taken away from afar, so far away, that only a white foam was left in her brain.
The next morning, Qiao Yan went to work at the Public Security Bureau on time, and when she took the ferry, she subconsciously searched for the man in a long black trench coat with her eyes, but found nothing. Will it be Yu Chihong? Judging by his performance last night, he must know something. However, there are many people with similar backs, and it is impossible to determine that it is him.
The members of the special investigation team finally arrived, and Qiao Yan met another colleague, Mo Yuqing. There were only four people in the group, and all of them were women. Mo Yuqing's age is the youngest in the group, 23 years old. Qiao Yan is 25 years old, and Wanxing is one year older than her. Mo Yuqing is a beautiful girl with a lot of aura, graduated from the China Criminal Police Academy like Wan Xing, she was originally an assistant to the former detachment leader, and she is good at analyzing the actions and psychology of criminals from the traces of crime, and she also has a lot of research on psychology. Although she also had some complaints about being transferred to this fringe group, she still showed a serious work attitude.
Zeng Jinling briefly introduced the team, and then explained some precautions about the night mission, it is said that Wei Chihong only revealed that he wanted to find the culprits in the crowd attending the dinner, and the rest were all silent. After the meeting, Zeng Jinling proposed to invite everyone to a newly opened restaurant nearby for dinner at noon, which can be regarded as a formal celebration of the establishment of the group.
Wan Xing refused very shamelessly, "I'm not interested, you can eat by yourself." With that, she returned to her office, ignoring the others.
Zeng Jinling smiled helplessly, "Let's go by ourselves." ”
Although Mo Yuqing was not very interested, out of respect for Zeng Jinling, she responded "good". Qiao Yan doesn't care, where she goes to eat or who she is with, it doesn't make much difference to her.
Located on the 15th floor of a building by the sea, the restaurant is a revolving western restaurant, and the business is very hot, and the seats facing the sea from the window are all booked, and only a few empty seats are left in the middle.
The three of them found a good place to sit down, Qiao Yan looked up inadvertently, and saw Wei Chihong and a young woman walking in from outside. The woman was born charming and charming, and her body wrapped in a tight dress was also very angry. Wei Chihong was wearing a crisp iron-gray suit, no tie, and a casual and casual posture.
"Ah, are you here for a date?" Mo Yuqing also saw them, and shouted in surprise, "It's really the sun coming out in the west, and the cold-faced detective actually had lunch with a woman." ”
Qiao Yan's eyes wandered with Wei Chihong, from the first time she saw him to the present, only one day has passed, she has seen him in three different outfits, wearing a police uniform majestic and handsome, in sportswear chic and handsome, and now a suit has a gentlemanly style. No matter what kind of outfit, he has a strong attraction all over his body, and Qiao Yan can feel his strong vitality, and all the time, that vitality gushes out of his body like a fountain. It's just that his unchanged expression is cold and unsmiling.
Yu Chihong walked straight to Qiao Yan's direction, and just chose an adjacent seat. There is a frosted glass between the two rows of seats, so you can't see each other clearly, but there are not many guests at this time, and it is relatively quiet, and you can hear the voice.