Good times are always short-lived. The spring light in March is especially soft and sunny, and it is a good time of year to go green. At Ah Zi's strong suggestion, Song Yang had to agree to her strong request to go on a spring outing to Niushou Mountain this weekend.

"Well, what do you want to bring with you tomorrow? Tents, snacks, what more? Song Yang was alone in the office thinking, money is not a problem, the problem is how to have fun.

The door was gently pushed open, and Sister Lu revealed her confused face, "Dr. Song, there is a policeman looking for you outside?" ”

"Oh, please let him in." Song Yang said with a smile and tidied up the things on the table.

I don't know if it's Qin Ming or the little girl, I guess it won't be her, there should be a lot of things to do when I just went to Guoan.

"Qin Group ......" Before he could finish speaking, Song Yang was stunned, it was not Qin Ming who came in, but a male policeman who looked to be in his fifties and had pale temples, but his eyebrows were sharp and angular, with a pair of eagle-like eyes and indifferent eyes.

"Who are you? What's the matter? "This person, Song Yang doesn't seem to know.

He didn't answer, just stared at Song Yang coldly. If you change to an ordinary person and give him such an eye on him, it is estimated that he will be frightened in the bottom of his heart.

The two looked at each other for a minute.

"Age?"

"26 years old."

"Married?"

"Nope."

"Why don't you get married?"

"Nobody married me."

"Why didn't anyone tie you up?"

"No why."

"What, no, why?"

"I*, it's my business whether I get married or not? I am happy, I am happy, I want to contribute to the national family planning......"

The old policeman raised his head, looked kindly from behind his brown glasses, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't be angry. Just ask. ”

"Forgot me?" The old policeman finally got down to business.

"We've met?" Song Yang has already counted it, but he has resentment in his heart.

"Six years ago, the third floor of the first middle school of the bell tower." The old policeman was concise and to the point.

In an instant, hot blood came to his mind, and Song Yang instantly thought of a scene that he couldn't bear to look at six years ago.

"Is that you, Officer Guo?"

"That's right, it's only six years, isn't it a lot older, and people who haven't seen me for a few years can't recognize me." He said self-deprecatingly, and then sat down on the couch without anyone else.

Song Yang sat down and poured himself a glass of water.

"Much older!" Song Yang spoke very directly, and he was not polite to him at all.

"Well, after sitting on the cold bench for a few years, now, I can finally get back to my old business." He lit himself a cigarette.

"Looking for me? Oh, it turns out that you are Qin Ming's master. Song Yang frowned, remembering that Qin Ming's condition for going to the backlog team was to change his master and return to the criminal police post.

"He's dead!" Lao Guo suddenly said.

"Who?" Song Yang was at a loss, he hadn't heard of any misfortune that anyone he knew or knew.

"Five days ago, you acted bravely, sent a guy with bad intentions into the game, and forgot about ......"

"Oh," Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered, "The one you said, Zhao ......"

"It's him, Zhao Da Fat!"

"How could he die suddenly, at the police station or at home?"

"It's not at home, it's not at the police station, it's in the detention center, poisoned, and it's still not sure if it's suicide or homicide?" Lao Guo was also very confused, such an inconspicuous little role, it was said that he was killed, but it was not like it.

"Hehe, I don't know, I haven't lived in my life, I met it that night, you may have found the wrong person." Song Yang was frank and open.

The so-called selflessness in the bottom of his heart is wide in the world, Song Yang has no other contact with that guy, even if he entered his room that night, I believe that he did not leave any evidence of illegal trespassing.

"That guy is a grave robber......"

"Grave robbers? Does it have anything to do with me? ”

"What's your attitude?"

"What, Police Officer Guo thinks I'm a suspect? Do you want to take it to the bureau for questioning, as long as there is evidence? Song Yang replied.

"Six years ago wasn't over yet!" Lao Guo said with a glare.

"......" Song Yang was silent.

After a long time, he spit out a sentence: "You're not polite, what did you discover six years ago?" Why are you staring at me? ”

"You want me to tell you the truth...... If she was killed and the scene was faked, I mean if, then, there is only one possibility, an acquaintance committed the crime! There were only two suspects that night. ”

"Who else but me?" Song Yangdi's eyes widened.

"The teacher surnamed Ge, or," he puffed on his smoke, "the two of you conspired, but I still don't think of the reason for your conspiracy." ”

"Collusion? You're really imaginative! ”

Lao Guo: "Why did Lao Ge's husband and wife have a bad relationship since that incident, why do you say ......?"

"You ask me, who do I ask...... If you have the ability, your old Guo will re-file the case six years ago, and I will accept your investigation! Song Yang shook off the cruel words.

Lao Guo was speechless for a moment.

He also knew that it was impossible now, and President An, one of the parties involved, was already the deputy mayor, and he was the hardcore of Mayor Ji Jian. When Mayor Ji was the director of education, he was the principal, and when Mayor Ji was the deputy mayor, he was the director. These two people are a system, and the relationship is clear.

"What, it's difficult? Isn't your apprentice just reorganizing the backlog of cases right now? ”

"This, this, I didn't file a case in the first place." Lao Guo's face was a little unbearable, why should I explain this to you?

"No case filed!" Song Yang didn't expect it, this was no problem, "Aren't you all known as detectives?" ”

"I warn you, don't think that if you become famous now, you will be great, take it easy, don't do anything in my hands......"

The more the two talked, the less speculative they became.

"I still have something to do, don't send it, go out and turn right!" Song Yang said unceremoniously.

Lao Guo stood up helplessly and turned to leave.

After Lao Guo left, Song Yang sat there motionless. He vaguely felt that he basically understood a little.

Simply packed up the things in his hand and said hello to Sister Lu at the door, "The guest at four o'clock in the afternoon was canceled for trouble, and it was changed to next week, I have something to do when I go out." ”

The small coffee shop on the corner was empty, except for a female proprietor at the counter, her face full of loneliness.

Song Yang often comes here, in the café, the environment is elegant, the music lingers, it is indeed an elegant place. The female boss is also mature and charming, supporting this small restaurant of more than 30 square meters by herself.

At this time, sad music was echoing in the café, and when she saw a frequent customer coming in, she walked out of the counter and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, this store will close in a week, thank you for coming back for the past two years." ”

is different from the past, today her expression is gloomy, and her face with light makeup can't hide the haggardness.

The expression on Song Yang's face froze, "What's the matter, don't you do it?" ”

"I don't want to, but the landlord wants to increase the price, it used to be 5,000 a month, and now, now it is 8,000 a month, and I also discussed with the boss, in fact, he wants to sell it, and he wants 500,000 yuan...... I don't have that much money. Her voice grew lower and lower.

"500,000, the price of this place is not too expensive......" Song Yang pondered.

"Yes, but I ...... Dr. Song, don't come in the future. She said quietly.

"You know me?" Song Yang was a little surprised.

"I saw it on the satellite TV program two weeks ago, and I realized that you were the famous detective...... Thank you for the past two years. ”

Song Yang stared at her sad face, knowing that she still didn't really recognize him, and suddenly said, "Teacher Xu." ”

"Well," she mumbled, and her eyes darkened, "how do you know I've been a teacher?" ”

Song Yang touched his nose, turned around and walked to the door, hung the "Temporarily Closed" sign on the door, and pushed the door shut.

Returning to her, "Six years ago, I interned at Zhonglou No. 1 Middle School. ”

Song Yang stared at her haggard eyes.

Oh? She was stunned.