Chapter 215: Plucking the strings
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The eastern edge of the central area of the city, at the junction of the central park and the affluent area.
Ye Shuangshuang walked alone on the straight artificial river with his bag, and the lonely shadow stretched and shortened between the light and dark street lamps.
The heels of the heels of the heels collided with a series of crisp sounds on the ground, and the little troubles of life never bothered her for too long. Ye Shuangshuang weighed the weight of his bag, and the smile on his face was so bright that it was almost a little age-inappropriate silly.
Today is her fifth day of working at the entrance of the amusement park. After almost a degree of tanning from the sun, her stall finally recouped its capital.
Even if the little work she has to pass the time is still completely incomparable to the serious business at home, the sense of accomplishment that has created a little bit of value makes her involuntarily emotional. Ye Shuangshuang raised his head, and scattered points of light scattered in the dark sky. She took a deep breath slowly in the gentle evening breeze, pondering how to buy scientifically according to the rules summarized in the past few days.
It was at this moment that a figure in a sweatshirt approached her.
That's pretty rare. Ye Shuangshuang couldn't help but glance down at the thin cardigan and sundress on his body, and began to wonder who had a problem with his perception of temperature.
Perhaps sensing her scrutinizing gaze, the young man, who was roughly half a head taller than her, raised his collar, and his leaking eyes were hidden in his excessively long bangs, making it impossible to see his face.
You're too rude, aren't you? Yeshuang smiled at him apologetically, then turned sideways and moved in the direction of the side.
Despite this, because the young man, who was suspected of being afraid of the cold, was too rampage, the shoulders bumped a little when the two passed by.
Ye Shuangshuang habitually whispered an apology, and then continued walking, not noticing that the other party was deliberately rolling up the hem of his bulging clothes in a strange position, and his slender eyes with thick dark circles stared at her without blinking.
The lively tone of the bell rang in the unoccupied environment, and Ye Shuang paused and found the headphones from his satchel.
โโฆโฆ So why did you just run away alone, didn't you say you had something to discuss with me? As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he was about to eat people, but Ye Shuangshuang bit his lip and smiled, "Why, you are already thinking about it, in case Mr. Ling really wants to jump into a new pit non-stop, how can you stop it." โ
"It's not funny at all!" Zhai Yiwen's angry voice broke through the limit of the headphones, and Ye Shuangshuang was so frightened that he quickly lowered the volume.
"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She replied in a good voice, "But that's how it happened...... What do you still want me to do? Otherwise, I'll talk to my dad when I go back, and let him come forward and talk to Uncle Wei first......"
"Do you want to try the feeling of being a bully? Yes, although I don't think it's necessarily the best option. Zhai Yiwen was listening to the commotion, and Ye Shuangshuang knew that as long as he was in a bad mood, he liked to run around the neighborhood, "Your 'Uncle Wei' is very fuel-efficient when he looks at it." โ
"It's fine. Anyway, I'm more idle and have more oil. In case Uncle Wei really wants to take extreme measures to force Mr. Ling to get on the thief ship, I will bother him every day. Ye Shuangshuang had completely adapted to the other party's expression, and persuaded him like a turn, "But, if Mr. Ling himself is determined to wade into this muddy water, you shouldn't care too much about him." Uncle Wei is right, he is an adult, and you don't really put yourself in the position of guardian. You're younger than him! I sometimes sound weird to hear......"
"You know what." The other party was rarely in a low mood, and his speech was a little intermittent, "If Yuan Sui is really ...... As a result, the person who had lost her life to save herself died again a few days later...... Then if I run into her underground in a few decades, I don't have the face to take the initiative to say hello. โ
Ye Shuangshuang listened quietly and intently to Zhai Yiwen's stomach full of complaints, and did not notice that the footsteps that had been echoing with him along the way had stopped for a long time.
"Don't think about it, and don't honestly put such a heavy burden on yourself......" she said softly, "You keep calling me stupid, but you yourself are not particularly brainy in some strange aspects......
Ten meters behind her, a young man in a sweatshirt stood under the whitely lit streetlamp, staring motionlessly at her back.
"Don't mention this, I still have business to talk to you about." Zhai Yiwen cleared his throat slightly, and suddenly grasped another important point, "Wait, are you walking home alone now?" โ
"yes, not many steps anyway."
"Is your house so out of the ordinary? Ling Shucheng doesn't understand this at all? โ
"It's okay, it's only twenty minutes away, I'm halfway there." Ye Shuangshuang was a little happy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, so he could only explain in a low voice, "He wants to give it to me, but I think it's a bit strange...... You know, he doesn't usually talk much. โ
"Ye Shuangshuang, you only participated in the follow-up investigation of a kidnapping case during the day, and you don't have any security awareness at this time?"
"Or else? I asked the housekeeper to go out and pick me up? Then you're going to talk about my lady's temper again. Hearing the undisguised concern in the other party's words, Ye Shuangshuang couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
A few small clusters of dwarf jasmine flowers were planted in the flower beds along the street, and the overly rich aroma masked another strange smell in the air. On the ground, another dark shadow gradually overlapped with her bouncing shadow. The young man in the sweatshirt lifted the hem of his clothes, and the spare knife at his waist was slightly reflective.
"Huh! You're quitting? Why? Wasn't that job before? Ye Shuangshuang suddenly braked sharply in place, and the sudden increase in volume made the sweatshirt-clad young man who followed him subconsciously take a step back.
"I've found something else to do, so you don't have to bother with it."
At such a close distance, the young man could clearly hear the voice of the other person on the other end of the phone.
โโฆโฆ I'm too lazy to talk to you on the phone. Zhai Yiwen snorted irritably, "Where have you been now?" โ
The tip of the knife was probably less than ten centimeters away from the neck of the girl in front of her. The young man in the sweatshirt held his chest slightly, leaned forward with his center of gravity, and swung his knife like a beast about to pounce on its prey.
A vague leap of joy pulsed under his eyes. The young man in the sweatshirt even swallowed his spit carefully.
It's just a little bit worse. His heart was beating at an excessively fast rate in his chest, and the rushing blood rushed to his brain and limbs, bringing a satisfying hypocritical warmth.
"I'm on that path east of Central Park, and it's just right nowโ" Yeshuang looked up, and a speeding train sped past the tracks above her, a series of lights reflected on her lenses in turn, "It's going to pass directly below Line 7." โ
This location is simply too specific. The young man grinded his teeth in resentment, and his thin, unhealthy-looking arms trembled in the air.
"Okay, I'm not far from there." Zhai Yiwen threw most of the remaining half of the drink in his hand directly into the trash, "I'll come to you directly for an interview, save a waste of electricity." โ
Suddenly feeling a little heat on the back of his neck, Ye Shuangshuang shook his hair and replied with a smile, "Okay." โ
The young man looked at her back hatefully, paused for a moment, and hid behind the flowerbed.
As soon as Ye Shuangshuang stepped into the shadows under the tracks, he suddenly felt as if he had stepped into a puddle of water.
Hasn't the water from the rain a few days ago dried up? She was stunned for a moment, but she didn't stay long in this completely dark area.
Hanging up the phone for the time being, both of them quickened their pace and decided to find a bench on the side of the street to sit down and rest for a while. But after retracting my attention, the wet stickiness behind my shoulders gradually became impossible to ignore.
Do you sweat so much? She reached out and grabbed it gently.
After a moment of confusion, both karks spread out a dark red palm.
Certainly not anything like red paint. She hasn't lacked common sense to that point.
Turning her head with hindsight, she saw a series of bright red and wet footprints, stretching from the pitch-black shadows not far away, all the way to her feet.
Footprints in high heels. On the thin heel side, the color of the blood is noticeably more intense.
Another train passes by, briefly illuminating the poorly lit world around it. Both staggered back a few steps until they tripped over a pebble and fell to the ground.
"...... of an article?" She trembled her voice and replayed the number she had recently called, "You ...... now Where has it been? โ
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Deliberately circumnavigating the shopping street in the center of the city a few more times, Ling Shucheng stood still in front of the window of a high-end suit store, and observed the person who followed him far behind him with the help of the reflection of glass.
The task force, Qiu Pingning, was now sitting in the open air at the entrance of a cafรฉ, occasionally glancing in his direction.
To be able to follow yourself for so long in such a complex flow of people, this person's basic skills are not bad.
Maybe Ling Shucheng stood at the door for a little too long, and the female clerk finally noticed him through the glass plate.
"Welcome." She immediately eagerly opened the door and invited Ling Shucheng to enter.
Ling Shucheng looked at the other party's eyes full of excitement, and felt that it was really rude to turn around and leave immediately, so he could only choose to smile decently and ask softly: "Excuse me, when do you usually close business here?" โ
"You're here just in time, and we're probably closing in less than half an hour." The female clerk folded her hands on her side waist and was quite courteous, "Please come in, the clothes in our store must suit you very well." โ
"Thanks, but I still have to go check out for a friend first." Ling Shucheng nodded at her slightly, "If it's still too late later, I'll come back and take a look." โ
"You are always welcome to come in the future." The female clerk couldn't help but blink her eyes all the time to look at this natural hanger.
Ling Shucheng turned back to his body, met Qiu Pingning's eyes from a distance, and then walked towards him unhurriedly.
"I thought you'd pretend to be inadvertently turning around and going back." Ling Shucheng pulled out the chair across from him and sat down, his fingers sliding slowly over the display used for ordering.
The other party stared at him without blinking for a long time, and finally spoke for the first time: "Forget it, since you have found out, there is no need to pretend to be unconvinced." โ
"Still drinking such strong coffee at this point?" Ling Shucheng obviously didn't glance at his cup, but he had already made up his mind accurately, "Still working overtime?" โ
"yes, there's more to do at night, so I'm usually on the night shift." Qiu Pingning's voice was unexpectedly younger, which made Ling Shucheng lower his presumed age slightly in his heart.
"But you're there this afternoon." Ling Shucheng's fingers hesitated between tea and juice.
"After 10 p.m., I have to spend the night at the unit, and after 9 a.m., I have to be on call at home 10 minutes walk from the unit." Qiu Pingning replied coldly.
"It's hard work." Ling Shucheng glanced up at him, and finally ordered a cup of Pu'er tea that seemed to have the most normal taste, "I would like to ask, have you been so busy all the time, or have you only recently evolved into a state where you have to work overtime for a long time?" โ
"Why are you doing this today?" Qiu Pingning ignored his question, "If you keep squatting there, you won't attract so much attention, and you can continue to live your life in seclusion." โ
"Why didn't you directly target the two kidnappers in the afternoon?" Ling Shucheng also chose to ask questions directly, "At that time, the two of them have already shown a tendency to be unfavorable to the hostages, and according to your usual practice, they should have chosen a more straightforward approach." โ
After confronting each other for a while, Qiu Pingning was defeated first.
"Actually, the order given to me by the deputy captain of the guard is indeed 'once you find something abnormal, shoot and kill you on the spot'." He lowered his head and took a sip of coffee, and suddenly laughed at himself and said, "It's just that my ears are too sharp, and I have softened my heart when I hear the so-called 'appeal' of those two guys who don't know whether to live or die." โ
Taking the tea from the waiter, Ling Shucheng continued to ask an irrelevant question: "How did you feel when you first awakened your 'talent' in such an environment?" โ
"Seriously, it's not too much to describe 'life is better than death'." Qiu Pingning drank the coffee in the cup as if he was blowing a bottle, "Before that, I didn't even know which of my parents had this gene from...... Three days later, the problem was solved and they divorced. It's my mom. โ
Ling Shucheng sighed softly.
"I can see that you're a bit interesting." Qiu Pingning held an empty cup, "I have met several other people who claim to have come out of the 'military academy' on the ship, and they are all very different from you. โ
"What to say." Although he was not interested, Ling Shucheng still asked cooperatively.
"They all have a contrived bloody smell in them. And you just look a little burned out. Qiu Pingning looked into his eyes, "I understand this feeling." โ
"So, you're looking for me now for ......?"
"I advise you not to come." Qiu Pingning slammed the cup on the table, "You don't fit the police station here." โ
"I'm ......" Ling Shucheng clasped his fingers on the table, and was brewing a speech, when he was suddenly interrupted by the ringing in his pocket, "I'm sorry." โ
"Please." Qiu Pingning had just finished making a "please" gesture, and the communication device in his arms began to vibrate.
"What did you say?" Ling Shucheng stood up instantly, and glanced at Qiu Pingning with a frown, "I'll come over right away." โ