Realizing that there was something chilling above his head, the black shadow stiffened his neck and glanced towards the sky.

A dark baseball cap is suspended between the colorful sheets and duvet covers, which is particularly eye-catching.

While the black shadow was stunned in place, Ling Shucheng, who was not far away, was obviously stunned. The light around him wasn't bright, but it was enough for him to see the young face of the other party that had lost its cover.

The man never looked to be more than eighteen years old. Ling Shucheng visually measured the other party's height by the way. No, no, judging from the other party's skeleton and body shape, he may even be a young man who has not grown up crazy through puberty, maybe a little younger than the little girl he just robbed.

"You ......" Ling Shucheng frowned, and before he could spit out a word, he saw the other party shrink his neck and take two steps back, throw away the fruit knife that obviously did not have enough attack range, and picked up a hanging clothes pole in his hand, and the posture of swinging it towards him was a little bit of a practitioner, but the strength and timing were not very good.

The black shadow screamed with his eyes half-closed, and spun the weapon in his hand, his expression struggling as if he was worried that he had missed someone, but as if he was afraid that a young policeman would accidentally hit the head of the young policeman who was running away from him.

Ling Shucheng flexibly dodged twice, and suddenly raised his hands flat, grabbing the tail of the pole that was waving around.

The black shadow only felt a shock in his arm, as if he had accidentally knocked on a wall when he used a trick to sweep away the leaves in the autumn wind. Before he could let go, he was staggered forward by a strong tug, and then he was briefly lifted off the ground, and finally involuntarily spun and knocked down a whole row of drying racks.

Although this move is very loud, it is not very painful. The shadow rubbed his back and stood up carefully, beginning to wonder if he was going to run or fight.

The initiator standing on the opposite side calmly pulled his sleeves, still maintaining a distance not far away, not knowing whether he was silently expressing "You can't escape from the palm of my hand at all", or "I want to see what else you kid is capable of". But if you think about it carefully, the difference between the characters represented by these two sentences is not very big.

He had heard from the homeless people in other cities that this place was located in a key area, and even many of the policemen with ordinary appearances were experienced in a hundred battles, and some of them might have a bit of a quirk, and they liked to secretly punish prisoners in labor camps under the pretext of their positions, which made people feel terrified when they thought about it.

Just like the unknown big brother opposite, even if he can't see his face clearly, he can vaguely tell that the other party is not the type that is as strong as an ox, but he didn't expect that his hand strength was so big that he could lift him up along the pole.

While the black shadow was running with his head running, Ling Shucheng was also a little surprised in his heart. Even on a ship where talent is cultivated, few thirteen or fourteen-year-olds are able to use their abilities to such an extent. Moreover, the young robber had obviously just experienced a long period of starvation, and his physical strength was not at its best.

It's a good seedling. He thought.

However, for Ling Shucheng, as long as he is an opponent who does not reach a certain level line, no matter how hard he jumps, once he needs to be subdued, it is just the difference between one move and three moves. The only question he is worried about now is whether he will lose his original control of strength because of his neglect of practice in the past few months, and accidentally hit too hard, and directly break up the small bones on the opposite side.

Moreover, unlike the military, the police not only pay attention to evidence, but also pay attention to the "legitimacy" of their means. With his current identity, which is still a little awkward, it is better to give up the credit for the "final blow".

Ling Shucheng took a deep breath, deliberately lowered his steps, and walked straight towards the black shadow.

He saw the young man opposite him stiffen, probably quickly engaged in a struggle of thoughts.

"Don't stand in a straight line with him." Qiu Pingning was still chattering, "No matter how accurate I hit, the bullet won't ......turn around."

As soon as the words in the headphones fell, the black shadow suddenly burst out, kicked the ground, and once again pulled up a piece of clothes pole and rushed towards Ling Shucheng.

"Be careful!" Qiu Pingning's voice almost broke. Ling Shucheng remained immovable, and he didn't even mean to defend.

As he expected. In the next second, the black shadow who was still arrogant just now suddenly made a small turn on the way, and at the moment when he was about to face to face with Ling Shucheng, he finally passed by him.

"It's now." Ling Shucheng turned around calmly, and happened to see the black shadow jumping on the railing and turning back in the direction it came.

A bullet grazed the black shadow's calf and shot into the wall, and Ling Shucheng heard a crisp scream. The pitch-black figure lost the strength to take off due to the pain, and his hands slashed weakly in the air twice, and finally lost his balance and fell face down into the gap between the roofs.

"Ahh

No more. The blood vessels in his forehead were thudging and dancing. At the height of the twentieth floor, even if there happened to be a river underneath, he would definitely die.

Something almost enough to knock his brain out of his skull came as promised, without even giving him time to blink again. The black shadow stared blankly at the dark night sky, guessing that this was the last scene he had seen in his meaningless life.

Until he saw it with his own eyes, another figure jumped down from a great height after him.

"Not feeling well?" Ling Shucheng landed on the balcony of a house, avoiding a few flower pots that occupied the space. He observed the boy's expression for a moment, and added seriously, "You're not dead, trust me." ”

Through the sparkling lights of the surrounding households, the black shadow stared at him for a while, and did not show any expression of joy in the catastrophe, but revealed something incredible.

"The feeling of sudden weightlessness and being overweight can be a little uncomfortable." Ling Shucheng pointed down, "You've probably dropped ten stories down." I'm sorry, I used to be a little faster. ”

"You ......" the young man dragged a long note, keeping a long mouth and touching the void behind him.

"You come here first." Ling Shucheng was a little helpless, "You've been lying there, I have to keep activating my ability like this to follow you, it's a bit troublesome." ”

Ten minutes later, Qiu Pingning was holding a lollipop he bought on the street and waving at several colleagues who had come to support him with a spring breeze, watching them put the robber in the ambulance, who was just scratched on his leg.

"That's nice." He stretched relaxedly, "After you came, I did get off work earlier and earlier. ”

Ling Shucheng leaned against the wall, as always, without saying anything.

"Let's go." Qiu Pingning accurately threw the candy stick into the trash can, then turned his head and forcibly grabbed Ling Shucheng's shoulder, "Let's eat." My brother must have received this month's bonus. ”

"Have you always used your winnings for late-night snacks?" Ling Shucheng's questions are always a little lacking in questioning tone. With a twist of his shoulder, he easily and skillfully distanced himself from Qiu Pingning again.

"Don't be so upset." Qiu Pingning said with a smile, "You don't know, those young people who didn't wait to see you a few days ago just praised you as a flower!" But I'm really convinced, if everyone in the bureau has your efficiency, I guess we can all apply for rotational leave. ”

"What happens to him?" Ling Shucheng's eyes were still looking in the direction of the ambulance.

"Oh, I didn't expect this guy who has been coming around here lately to grab money is so young. Children, I don't think they will be punished so much. At most, it is to criticize and educate, detain him for two days, and at most send him to a factory for half a month, etc., to see if he can pay back all the money he robbed. Qiu Pingning gradually restrained his smile and raised his chin, "What's wrong?" Why do you look at it, you still look worried about the country and the people. ”

"It's fine." Ling Shucheng shook his head and diverted the topic and asked, "Don't you really consider changing someone to accompany you to supper?" Didn't you tell me the day before yesterday that eating with someone who doesn't use chopsticks at all will affect your appetite? ”

"Hey, do you think there are a few people in our unit who work night shifts for a long time?" Qiu Pingning persevered, and once again put his hand on Ling Shucheng's shoulder, "God finally gave me a long-term dinner friend, so I won't pick and choose." Let's go, I'll let you go back before midnight. ”

Ling Shucheng sighed, and was pulled forward by him resignedly.

After a period of contact, he found that Qiu Pingning was actually an unexpectedly interesting person. To use an inappropriate colloquial saying, it is about "one set in front of the other and one behind the other", but this "face-to-face" is mainly aimed at several captains and vice-captains in the bureau. In front of the newcomers who entered the industry later than him, he is a "Brother Qiu" who has a lot of cards, but once he is under the eyes of the people above, he can immediately put on a look that he can't bear the weight of work at any time, and he is depressed and is about to start looking for death.

Maybe it's because of this that he can occupy a place in the police station for a long time as a "gifted person"? Ling Shucheng pretended to glance at him casually, and asked silently in his heart, which side is closer to the "truth" of this person's heart?

…… It's really too much to worry about. Following Qiu Pingning into the depths of an alleyway, Ling Shucheng couldn't help but laugh at himself.

These days, he has been forced to try all sorts of fresh dishes that are not at all good for his health, from the hygienic mixed noodles on mobile stalls to the Western-style pastries in palatial hotels, and Ling Shucheng even feels that Qiu Pingning is much more enthusiastic about food than he is about work.

Barbecue restaurants always give off a special smell. Qiu Pingning walked into the store first and walked around, and then helplessly spread his hands at him.

"There are no seats." He said, "Wait at the door." It's the prime time for a late-night snack. ”

So, the two of them occupied a bench newly dragged out of the store, sat under the tree and slowly ate melon seeds - in fact, only Qiu Pingning was stumbling happily with an interesting face, and the other was just holding a handful of melon seeds that the proprietress had forced into a daze.

"Don't you have the concept of relaxing and sitting?" Qiu Pingning asked him in his spare time, "Stretch straighter than anyone else anytime and anywhere, aren't you worried about lumbar muscle strain?" ”

"Generally speaking, sitting too unorthodoxy is more likely to cause lumbar muscle strain." Ling Shucheng replied seriously.

"Good, good." Qiu Pingning nodded perfunctorily, and then shook his legs rhythmically, "You better talk about it, I'm really a little curious." ”

"Say what?" Ling Shucheng glanced at him and asked knowingly.

"After catching the prisoner before, I feel like you're more worried." Qiu Pingning clapped his hands, shook the slag on the ground, and put on a posture of listening to his ears.

"I ......," Ling Shucheng hesitated, but still replied honestly, "I always feel that it is not a good sign that a young child is forced to start stealing because he can't eat." ”

"You're thinking too much. This kind of thing happens in all ages. Qiu Pingning didn't care, "Also, what's the matter with your fatherly tone?" You're not that old. ”

"Maybe." Ling Shucheng's expression was still very uneasy.

"We're already pretty good here. Look inside, there are so many people who are in the mood to eat barbecue at night......" It seemed that he suddenly remembered something, Qiu Pingning paused unconsciously, but soon said casually, "The bureau will not get along with a doll." But robbing something is robbing something, and he doesn't look like he can afford to pay back the money, and maybe the food he eats in prison is better than his usual food. ”

These words are really not consoling. Ling Shucheng sighed again, and quickly followed his example and asked, "What did you just think of?" ”

"It's okay to tell you, but don't go around saying it." Qiu Pingning lowered his voice, "I did hear some not-so-good rumors recently. ”

"For example?" Ling Shucheng asked cooperatively, and by the way, he poured the melon seeds in his hand to him.

"A brother has privately mentioned to me that in the last month or two, the structure of the three types of people in our city has changed very much."

"Three types of people?" Ling Shucheng reacted slightly, "Because there are more talented people who have moved in." ”

"It's not just that." Qiu Pingning became serious, "A lot of the six fingers who live with us are moving outside. At first I thought they were afraid of the increase in the number of gifted people in the city, but then I heard that many other places are doing the same now. ”

"Yes." Ling Shucheng glanced at the store, and suddenly said, "The proprietress of this shop is also 'six fingers'. ”

"Huh? How can you tell? Qiu Pingning coughed, "She also handed me melon seeds just now, and I didn't find that she had six fingers." ”

"There was a small wound between her ring finger and her little finger. And the feeling of her whole hand moving is also a little unnatural. Ling Shucheng also whispered, "I've heard before that some six fingers will take the form of cutting off one finger and completely integrate into our society. ”

"So bloody? Why? Qiu Pingning continued to knock up the melon seeds, "What's so good about being a man." ”

Ling Shucheng shook his head, probably to express that he couldn't answer the question either.

"Inside the six fingers, there are indeed a small number of people who have always been close to us." Qiu Pingning lowered his head and avoided the smiling face of the boss lady with a little weakness, "On the other hand, there are many people who want to completely destroy us." ”