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In the small space inside the car, there seems to be a strange atmosphere slowly steaming and flowing.

Lin Luxiao's slender and white hands were casually on the steering wheel, and a pair of eyes looked straight ahead.

When he saw Schumann and Jiang Yan together for the first time, he knew that between the two of them, there was a past that he could never get involved. But today, when he heard Schumann's narration with his own ears, he really understood that he only met Schumann more than 20 years later than Jiang Yan.

The profession of a lawyer has made him a calm and thoughtful person, and at this moment, even if he listens to the woman he likes telling about her and another man, he is still calm and elegant.

For him, there are some things in this world that time cannot overcome.

Thinking of this, Lin Luxiao couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and planned to continue listening to Schumann's narration. But for some reason, Schumann not only stopped, but also completely curbed the topic.

Her soft voice slowly sounded in her ears:

"Lin Luxiao, I'm here!"

Lin Luxiao pointed his fingers, and from a distance, he saw the neon of Schumann's community shining into his eyes, so he gently pulled his lips a little helplessly:

"Hmm!"

He pulled the car firmly on the side of the road, turned his head slightly to the side, and looked at Schumann.

Schumann hung his head, unbuckled his seat belt, and on his fair and quiet face, no emotion was exposed. It seems that what she just told is just a small story in literature, film and television dramas, and has nothing to do with her.

Schumann got out of the car, closed the door, stood next to the car and bent down, looked at Lin Luxiao and smiled lightly:

"Thank you for sending me back today."

Lin Luxiao was just laughing, just his laughter, but it was as if he had been soaked in the spring breeze, warm and comfortable, and heartwarming:

"You're welcome, I was originally going to look for you today."

After Lin Luxiao said this, Schumann suddenly remembered that along the way, the two of them either didn't speak, or she was talking that Lin Luxiao didn't say what he was looking for himself today.

Thinking of this, Schumann couldn't help but have a trace of embarrassment on his face, but after thinking about it, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

If it weren't for business, then there would be only one reason left for him to look for her.

Schumann lowered his eyes, his thick, curly eyelashes hiding the obsidian-like glow under her eyes:

"Lin Luxiao, in fact, I ......"

"Go back and rest early."

"Don't come to me again!"

Obviously, Lin Luxiao didn't want to give her a chance at all to say the same thing again. But Schumann turned a deaf ear and showed no mercy.

Two people, looking at each other, one inside the car and one outside the car.

There was a moment of stalemate in the air.

Looking at Schumann's determined, unturned eyes, for a moment, Lin Luxiao laughed:

"Schumann, can't you even be a friend?"

“……”

Lin Luxiao's generous and chic answer made Schumann a little unsure of how to respond for a while.

Schumann pulled his lips slightly embarrassed:

"Hah...... How could it be! ”

"Isn't that what it takes? Okay, I just happened to go to the police station today to run errands, and then I stopped by to see you. Don't think too much, although I used to like you very much, and I still appreciate you, but I also know that emotional things can't be forced.

Since I can't be a lover, I still hope to be good friends with you, after all, having a captain of the criminal police brigade as a friend is still quite face-saving for me.

You tell me? ”

Schumann's dark and bright eyes looked at Lin Luxiao so straight.

He is still as elegant and gentle as a spring breeze, his frankness and generosity, at the moment it seems that Schumann is a little hypocritical.

Schumann smiled:

"Yes, I have a barrister as a friend, and I have a lot of face on my face!"

"That's it! So be it, didn't you sleep well last night? Let's go in early and rest. ”

To be honest, Lin Luxiao's sudden change of attitude still surprised Schumann, but it also made the big stone that had been pressing on her heart for the past few days fall to the ground slightly.

After all, she and Lin Luxiao didn't get out of control, and now they have a friend who is a gold medal barrister, how can it be cost-effective.

Thinking of this, Schumann's whole person suddenly brightened, and then raised his hand with a smile and waved towards Lin Luxiao:

"Then I'm in!"

After speaking, he turned around and left in style.

Lin Luxiao was still sitting here, with a pair of deep and dark eyes like an eagle falcon, but he was firmly staring at Schumann's slender back, not for a moment. It's just that no one noticed that in the dimness, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became cold and quiet.

……

When he got home, Schumann simply took a shower and lay down on the bed.

She was really tired.

Because of Qiao Fei's case, she had been busy for many days before, and the case had just ended, and then there was another case of dismemberment of the body on the railroad tracks in Huacheng City.

Although the previous case left a few things that she couldn't understand, but now this autopsy case has no clue at all, but she has no energy to think about other things.

It's just that, I don't know why, that weird and mysterious tune seems to always sound faintly in her head, when she closes her eyes, she seems to be able to see that Jiang Yan looks at her with a gloomy expression as if it can drip water, and tells her the name of that tune-

Black, Sunday!

Black, endless black, almost engulfs people.

Schumann saw himself standing in the middle of the blackness, surrounded by nothing, as if at the beginning of a chaotic universe, there was no person, no sound, and no thing.

She was alone.

She had been a bold man since she was a child, and there was little that could make her afraid.

And at this moment, in the deep dark abyss, she trembled for no reason, like a sieve chaff, unable to suppress.

Jiang Yan!

What about Jiang Yan?

She didn't know why she thought of Jiang Yan at this time, but his name was so uncontrollable, overwhelming from her mind, heart, blood, and bone marrow, slowly seeping out and filling her.

In front of him, there was a huge, bottomless whirlpool, and the black swirls swirled and entangled, as if if they accidentally fell into it, they would be crushed and never survived.

And the owner, who had just been filled with the name of her body, was standing opposite her at the moment, on the edge of the whirlpool.

The contours of his face were still angular and tough, and his expression was still indistinguishable from emotion, hidden in the darkness, obscure.

However, Schumann could clearly see at this moment that his eyes were looking at himself.

He struggles, he suffers, he is helpless, he is desolate......

He looked at her, and slowly, reached out to her.

Schumann instinctively also stretched out his hand in response, wanting to grab Jiang Yan's pale and weak palm, but at the last moment when the hands of the two were about to touch, Jiang Yan's body fell heavily towards the depths of the whirlpool.

His eyes widened, and he was still looking straight at himself.

"Don't-"

Schumann couldn't help but shout, and his body sat up suddenly, only to find that his body was still trembling uncontrollably at this moment.

She gasped heavily, trying her best to ignore the stickiness on her body that had been soaked with sweat, and looked at the surrounding environment with a slightly confused look, and after a while, the bottom of her eyes gradually became focused.

It turned out to be a dream, the same as the previous one.

Schumann took a deep breath, now completely calmed down, sitting on the bed, she slowly bent her legs, hugged her arms, turned her head, and looked out the window.

In the early hours of the morning, at a quarter past three, it was not yet dawn.

Why do you have such dreams? Or two nights in a row.

The situation in the dream was so real, as if it had really happened in front of his eyes, Jiang Yan ...... Is he, really in trouble?

Schumann didn't fall asleep again, and didn't fall asleep until work time, when he casually cooked a bowl of noodles, changed his clothes and left the house.

Soon, the people in the team came to work one after another, and Schumann settled down and suppressed the strange and oppressive and terrifying dream of last night in the deepest part of his heart.

"What were the results of yesterday's investigation? Is there any news from the missing person? ”

Schumann asked, but the answer was not very optimistic.

Schumann twisted his eyebrows.

For a while, no one dared to speak, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it almost made people want to suffocate, but in the end, it was a phone call from Zhang Bin that broke the silence.

Schumann put down the phone and went to Zhang Bin's office, she could probably think of what Zhang Bin was looking for her for.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Schumann, Zhang Bin reprimanded him with an unkind face:

"What's going on, why hasn't the identity of the deceased been determined yet?"

Schumann headache:

"Bureau Zhang, we have investigated all the scope that can be investigated, no one has come to report the case, and no one has identified the body, you can't let me recognize that person and go home!"

"Fart!"

When Schumann's words fell, Zhang Bin immediately burst into a foul language:

"How can a good big living person die like this, how can there be no clue at all?

Is the missing person on the right side? There are no clues on the corpse? I've heard that the clothes worn by the victim are not a brand that ordinary people can wear, isn't that a clue? ”

"Zhang Ju, I've found it, but I don't ......"

"Don't talk nonsense with me!

Let me tell you, the media already knows about this case, and I don't know how to report it next, so you quickly find out the identity of the victim for me, and hurry up to solve the case, no matter what method you use! ”

Hearing Zhang Bin say this, a touch of cunning flashed in Schumann's eyes:

"Really, okay, I'll go now!"

"Hey, ......"

After Schumann finished speaking, he ran out of Zhang Bin's office all of a sudden, and when Zhang Bin reacted, where was there still a figure?

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

In the small space inside the car, there seems to be a strange atmosphere slowly steaming and flowing.

Lin Luxiao's slender and white hands were casually on the steering wheel, and a pair of eyes looked straight ahead.

When he saw Schumann and Jiang Yan together for the first time, he knew that between the two of them, there was a past that he could never get involved. But today, when he heard Schumann's narration with his own ears, he really understood that he only met Schumann more than 20 years later than Jiang Yan.

The profession of a lawyer has made him a calm and thoughtful person, and at this moment, even if he listens to the woman he likes telling about her and another man, he is still calm and elegant.

For him, there are some things in this world that time cannot overcome.

Thinking of this, Lin Luxiao couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and planned to continue listening to Schumann's narration. But for some reason, Schumann not only stopped, but also completely curbed the topic.

Her soft voice slowly sounded in her ears:

"Lin Luxiao, I'm here!"

Lin Luxiao pointed his fingers, and from a distance, he saw the neon of Schumann's community shining into his eyes, so he gently pulled his lips a little helplessly:

"Hmm!"

He pulled the car firmly on the side of the road, turned his head slightly to the side, and looked at Schumann.

Schumann hung his head, unbuckled his seat belt, and on his fair and quiet face, no emotion was exposed. It seems that what she just told is just a small story in literature, film and television dramas, and has nothing to do with her.

Schumann got out of the car, closed the door, stood next to the car and bent down, looked at Lin Luxiao and smiled lightly:

"Thank you for sending me back today."

Lin Luxiao was just laughing, just his laughter, but it was as if he had been soaked in the spring breeze, warm and comfortable, and heartwarming:

"You're welcome, I was originally going to look for you today."

After Lin Luxiao said this, Schumann suddenly remembered that along the way, the two of them either didn't speak, or she was talking that Lin Luxiao didn't say what he was looking for himself today.

Thinking of this, Schumann couldn't help but have a trace of embarrassment on his face, but after thinking about it, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

If it weren't for business, then there would be only one reason left for him to look for her.

Schumann lowered his eyes, his thick, curly eyelashes hiding the obsidian-like glow under her eyes:

"Lin Luxiao, in fact, I ......"

"Go back and rest early."

"Don't come to me again!"

Obviously, Lin Luxiao didn't want to give her a chance at all to say the same thing again. But Schumann turned a deaf ear and showed no mercy.

Two people, looking at each other, one inside the car and one outside the car.

There was a moment of stalemate in the air.

Looking at Schumann's determined, unturned eyes, for a moment, Lin Luxiao laughed:

"Schumann, can't you even be a friend?"

“……”

Lin Luxiao's generous and chic answer made Schumann a little unsure of how to respond for a while.

Schumann pulled his lips slightly embarrassed:

"Hah...... How could it be! ”

"Isn't that what it takes? Okay, I just happened to go to the police station today to run errands, and then I stopped by to see you. Don't think too much, although I used to like you very much, and I still appreciate you, but I also know that emotional things can't be forced.

Since I can't be a lover, I still hope to be good friends with you, after all, having a captain of the criminal police brigade as a friend is still quite face-saving for me.

You tell me? ”

Schumann's dark and bright eyes looked at Lin Luxiao so straight.

He is still as elegant and gentle as a spring breeze, his frankness and generosity, at the moment it seems that Schumann is a little hypocritical.

Schumann smiled:

"Yes, I have a barrister as a friend, and I have a lot of face on my face!"

"That's it! So be it, didn't you sleep well last night? Let's go in early and rest. ”

To be honest, Lin Luxiao's sudden change of attitude still surprised Schumann, but it also made the big stone that had been pressing on her heart for the past few days fall to the ground slightly.

After all, she and Lin Luxiao didn't get out of control, and now they have a friend who is a gold medal barrister, how can it be cost-effective.

Thinking of this, Schumann's whole person suddenly brightened, and then raised his hand with a smile and waved towards Lin Luxiao:

"Then I'm in!"

After speaking, he turned around and left in style.

Lin Luxiao was still sitting here, with a pair of deep and dark eyes like an eagle falcon, but he was firmly staring at Schumann's slender back, not for a moment. It's just that no one noticed that in the dimness, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became cold and quiet.

……

When he got home, Schumann simply took a shower and lay down on the bed.

She was really tired.

Because of Qiao Fei's case, she had been busy for many days before, and the case had just ended, and then there was another case of dismemberment of the body on the railroad tracks in Huacheng City.

Although the previous case left a few things that she couldn't understand, but now this autopsy case has no clue at all, but she has no energy to think about other things.

It's just that, I don't know why, that weird and mysterious tune seems to always sound faintly in her head, when she closes her eyes, she seems to be able to see that Jiang Yan looks at her with a gloomy expression as if it can drip water, and tells her the name of that tune-

Black, Sunday!

Black, endless black, almost engulfs people.

Schumann saw himself standing in the middle of the blackness, surrounded by nothing, as if at the beginning of a chaotic universe, there was no person, no sound, and no thing.

She was alone.

She had been a bold man since she was a child, and there was little that could make her afraid.

And at this moment, in the deep dark abyss, she trembled for no reason, like a sieve chaff, unable to suppress.

Jiang Yan!

What about Jiang Yan?

She didn't know why she thought of Jiang Yan at this time, but his name was so uncontrollable, overwhelming from her mind, heart, blood, and bone marrow, slowly seeping out and filling her.

In front of him, there was a huge, bottomless whirlpool, and the black swirls swirled and entangled, as if if they accidentally fell into it, they would be crushed and never survived.

And the owner, who had just been filled with the name of her body, was standing opposite her at the moment, on the edge of the whirlpool.

The contours of his face were still angular and tough, and his expression was still indistinguishable from emotion, hidden in the darkness, obscure.

However, Schumann could clearly see at this moment that his eyes were looking at himself.

He struggles, he suffers, he is helpless, he is desolate......

He looked at her, and slowly, reached out to her.

Schumann instinctively also stretched out his hand in response, wanting to grab Jiang Yan's pale and weak palm, but at the last moment when the hands of the two were about to touch, Jiang Yan's body fell heavily towards the depths of the whirlpool.

His eyes widened, and he was still looking straight at himself.

"Don't-"

Schumann couldn't help but shout, and his body sat up suddenly, only to find that his body was still trembling uncontrollably at this moment.

She gasped heavily, trying her best to ignore the stickiness on her body that had been soaked with sweat, and looked at the surrounding environment with a slightly confused look, and after a while, the bottom of her eyes gradually became focused.

It turned out to be a dream, the same as the previous one.

Schumann took a deep breath, now completely calmed down, sitting on the bed, she slowly bent her legs, hugged her arms, turned her head, and looked out the window.

In the early hours of the morning, at a quarter past three, it was not yet dawn.

Why do you have such dreams? Or two nights in a row.

The situation in the dream was so real, as if it had really happened in front of his eyes, Jiang Yan ...... Is he, really in trouble?

Schumann didn't fall asleep again, and didn't fall asleep until work time, when he casually cooked a bowl of noodles, changed his clothes and left the house.

Soon, the people in the team came to work one after another, and Schumann settled down and suppressed the strange and oppressive and terrifying dream of last night in the deepest part of his heart.

"What were the results of yesterday's investigation? Is there any news from the missing person? ”

Schumann asked, but the answer was not very optimistic.

Schumann twisted his eyebrows.

For a while, no one dared to speak, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it almost made people want to suffocate, but in the end, it was a phone call from Zhang Bin that broke the silence.

Schumann put down the phone and went to Zhang Bin's office, she could probably think of what Zhang Bin was looking for her for.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Schumann, Zhang Bin reprimanded him with an unkind face:

"What's going on, why hasn't the identity of the deceased been determined yet?"

Schumann headache:

"Bureau Zhang, we have investigated all the scope that can be investigated, no one has come to report the case, and no one has identified the body, you can't let me recognize that person and go home!"

"Fart!"

When Schumann's words fell, Zhang Bin immediately burst into a foul language:

"How can a good big living person die like this, how can there be no clue at all?

Is the missing person on the right side? There are no clues on the corpse? I've heard that the clothes worn by the victim are not a brand that ordinary people can wear, isn't that a clue? ”

"Zhang Ju, I've found it, but I don't ......"

"Don't talk nonsense with me!

Let me tell you, the media already knows about this case, and I don't know how to report it next, so you quickly find out the identity of the victim for me, and hurry up to solve the case, no matter what method you use! ”

Hearing Zhang Bin say this, a touch of cunning flashed in Schumann's eyes:

"Really, okay, I'll go now!"

"Hey, ......"

After Schumann finished speaking, he ran out of Zhang Bin's office all of a sudden, and when Zhang Bin reacted, where was there still a figure?

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