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Thinking of this, Schumann's heart suddenly swelled with an indescribable sourness.

It turned out that in the past three years, perhaps longer, Jiang Yan has lived in such a state. And she, except for resentment and blame, didn't know anything at all.

Schumann could almost imagine how Jiang Yan had spent all these years in the past.

Thinking of this, Schumann opened his eyes and looked at the sky that had gradually turned white through the curtains. In a moment, I got up from the bed, opened the door, and walked to the living room.

Although Jiang Yan seemed to be fine, his body was there, and after a big explosion, even if there was no serious injury, it definitely had an impact.

Just like at this moment, she obviously came to him, but he was still unaware and fell asleep deeply.

Schumann walked up to Jiang Yan, slowly squatted down, leaned over, and looked at the man on the sofa with his eyes closed. His sleeping face is very peaceful and serene, and the lines of his face are angular, but not as tough as usual.

When he fell asleep, his whole person looked a lot softer.

Thick eyebrows, curled eyelashes, thin and sexy lips...... Schumann looked at it, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose with a beautiful curvature.

It would be nice if it could be like this forever.

Sunlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows in the living room, unscrupulously projecting in, shining on Jiang Yan's face, casting a layer of golden shallow halo.

Schumann didn't want to say anything, didn't want to do anything, just wanted to sit here quietly and look at Jiang Yan.

However, someone didn't give her such a chance.

"If you want to kiss, what are you doing for so long?"

Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice sounded unexpectedly, Schumann stiffened, and saw Jiang Yan still with his eyes closed, but he said something that made people defenseless.

it!

He's pretending to be asleep?

Schumann's face became embarrassed all of a sudden, I don't know if it was because of his peeking and being caught, or because of Jiang Yan's flirtatious words that made her cheeks red.

In the next second, before Schumann could react, Jiang Yan's originally closed eyes opened suddenly, and in an instant, the four eyes touched, and his eyes were like huge black holes, which could effortlessly pull people in.

Schumann's body stiffened, and a soft touch hit his lips.

Jiang Yan didn't "get an inch", but just pecked lightly like a dragonfly and pulled it out. Then he looked at Schumann, raised the corners of his lips obliquely, and smiled evilly:

"It's okay, you move me, the effect is the same!"

“……”

Why does this sound so awkward?

Schumann gritted his teeth indignantly, then stood up, didn't continue to mix with a certain demon who had cultivated for thousands of years, turned around and jumped towards the kitchen.

Jiang Yan looked at Schumann's back and chuckled:

"What are you going for?"

"Hungry, look for food."

Jiang Yan didn't make a fuss anymore, looked at the time, and quickly got up from the sofa and walked towards Schumann.

After all, he has long legs, and he is not a disabled person with legs, so he caught up with Schumann in three or two steps:

"Go wash and change clothes, let's go out to eat, and after eating, go find Zhang Yue."

Schumann was also worried about Zhang Yue's affairs, and after thinking about it, it was better to save time by going out to eat casually, so he simply didn't pretend to Jiang Yan, nodded, and turned around and jumped in the direction of the bedroom.

Jiang Yan stood in place, looking at Schumann's leaping figure, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

However, soon, the smile faded, and in its place was the incomprehensible dark light projected by his eyes as deep as a deep well.

……

According to the contact information sent by Zhao Ke, Schumann called Zhang Yue on the way, but no one answered.

Schumann instinctively twisted his eyebrows, faintly, a little uneasy in his heart.

Jiang Yan noticed Schumann's strangeness, and couldn't help asking:

"What's wrong?"

"No one answered."

Jiang Yan's thin lips pursed slightly:

"I'll call later, maybe it's too early to get up yet. It doesn't matter, isn't there still her address? If not, we'll go straight to her house later. ”

Schumann thought for a moment:

"Skip breakfast, let's go directly to Zhang's house."

Jiang Yan did not object, he made up his mind, and then nodded:

"Good!"

On the way, Schumann called Zhang Yue a few more times, but there was no accident, no one answered.

The strong uneasiness in Schumann's heart became stronger and stronger, Zhang Yue had just looked for her yesterday, could it have happened today?

What was she talking about yesterday?

Is it that she has also mastered some things that she shouldn't know, so she was organized to kill people?

Schumann did not dare to deny this possibility, after all, Zhang Donglai's death may have something to do with Jiang Zhengtian's death back then.

Thinking of this, Schumann's beautiful eyebrows immediately frowned deeply, and his fair and delicate little face was also gloomy like rain.

Jiang Yan spoke:

"Are you ......?"

"I'm worried, something has happened to Zhang Yue!"

Jiang Yan didn't reply, but silently stepped on the accelerator and sped up.

Because, he also has the same conjecture as Schumann, perhaps, Zhang Yue has had an accident.

The car finally arrived at Zhang Donglai's house, Schumann had been here once before and did not go in, this is an old-fashioned residential building community, and the people who live here are ordinary ordinary people in the northern city.

Like Zhang Donglai's family, they live a stable and peaceful life.

Schumann's legs and feet were inconvenient, but he still refused to relax at all, went upstairs as fast as he could, came to the door of Zhang Donglai's house, and slapped the door hard.

Not surprisingly, no one at home responded.

"Zhang Yue? Zhang Yue, are you at home? ”

Schumann knocked on the door and shouted, which soon alarmed the neighbors next to him, and someone came out and looked at Schumann and Jiang Yan who were standing at the door of Zhang Donglai's house:

"Who are you?"

Schumann and Jiang Yan glanced at each other and took out their documents:

"Policeman, may I ask you, have you seen this family?"

As soon as he heard that Schumann and Jiang Yan were policemen, the other party suddenly showed a very strange expression:

"Of course I've seen it, we've been neighbors for more than 20 years, and Yueyue grew up with us. Hey, it's a pity, Lao Zhang and his wife are such honest and dutiful people, and they would do something like that.

You don't know, after Lao Zhang's accident, the people in our area, spitting stars, are about to drown Sister-in-law Zhang and Yueyue.

Ay! ”

Schumann: "When was the last time you saw Zhang Yue?" ”

The other party thought for a moment:

"Yesterday, yesterday morning, I happened to run into Yueyue going out, and she looked a little nervous.

However, she didn't seem to come back last night, because the lights in their house were not turned on last night.

What's wrong?

Yueyue must have committed something, right? ”

The knot in Schumann's eyebrows deepened and deepened:

"What about Zhang Donglai's wife?"

"She, I heard that her mother is sick and went back to her hometown a while ago. Oh, it seems to be not long after Lao Zhang left.

I guess she couldn't stand the fingers around her, so she ran away.

It's just that I really didn't expect that she would run alone, without taking Yueyue with her, pitiful for such a good girl, who is about to graduate from college, and there is such a thing at home. ”

Schumann knew that he couldn't ask anything else, so he nodded, thanked the other party, and looked at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan saw Schumann's thoughts from Schumann's eyes in an instant, and couldn't help frowning.

……

A few minutes later, Schumann and Jiang Yan stood at Zhang Donglai's house.

Because it was the police, even if they broke the door, no one stopped them. But it couldn't stop the crowd from watching and whispering.

Not wanting to be distracted by anything else, Schumann closed the door and shut everything out of his ears and eyes.

The furnishings of the home are very simple, but they are very clean, and it can be seen that although the family is not very wealthy, it is very warm. Schumann couldn't imagine what kind of reason would make Zhang Donglai choose such a path.

Having settled down, Schumann and Jiang Yan began to search Zhang's house.

Perhaps because he had already calculated in his heart, when Jiang Yan went to look through Zhang Yue's things, Schumann turned on Zhang Yue's computer.

Looking at the computer monitor, which was getting cooler, Schumann's heart beat suddenly.

She didn't know whether she wanted or didn't want it, and found the song "Black Sunday" from Zhang Yue's computer, but Zhang Yue suddenly had no news, which was definitely not a good thing.

Schumann really couldn't imagine how a seemingly honest person like Zhang Donglai could be involved with the punisher.

When the computer finally booted up, Schumann saw the unnamed audio file on the desktop at a glance.

At this time, Jiang Yan also came to her side, and naturally saw the audio file.

Schumann took a deep breath, turned his head, and glanced at Jiang Yan with a complicated expression, Jiang Yan's face was also a little gloomy at the moment, but it looked calmer and calmer than Schumann.

After a moment, Jiang Yan moved the mouse and opened the audio file.

When the familiar, oppressive, eerie music like a saw moving the skin slowly sounded, Schumann could no longer say a word.

Even without this piece, Schumann could be sure that Zhang Donglai was a member of the Punisher Organization.

However, now this Black Sunday song was found in Zhang Yue's computer......

Is this song Zhang Donglai, Zhang Yue's, or the two of them co-owning?

In other words, is Zhang Yue actually a member of the Punisher Organization?

The more Schumann thought about it, the more she felt the seriousness of the matter, and she knew that she could no longer hide it and investigate it herself.

Leaving Zhang Donglai's house, except for the song "Black Sunday" found in the palm reading computer, nothing else was found.

The car drove steadily in the direction of the city bureau, and on the way, Schumann pursed his lips and never said a word.

Until, at a certain moment, she turned her head sideways, looked at Jiang Yan's figure concentrating on driving, and finally spoke slowly......

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Thinking of this, Schumann's heart suddenly swelled with an indescribable sourness.

It turned out that in the past three years, perhaps longer, Jiang Yan has lived in such a state. And she, except for resentment and blame, didn't know anything at all.

Schumann could almost imagine how Jiang Yan had spent all these years in the past.

Thinking of this, Schumann opened his eyes and looked at the sky that had gradually turned white through the curtains. In a moment, I got up from the bed, opened the door, and walked to the living room.

Although Jiang Yan seemed to be fine, his body was there, and after a big explosion, even if there was no serious injury, it definitely had an impact.

Just like at this moment, she obviously came to him, but he was still unaware and fell asleep deeply.

Schumann walked up to Jiang Yan, slowly squatted down, leaned over, and looked at the man on the sofa with his eyes closed. His sleeping face is very peaceful and serene, and the lines of his face are angular, but not as tough as usual.

When he fell asleep, his whole person looked a lot softer.

Thick eyebrows, curled eyelashes, thin and sexy lips...... Schumann looked at it, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose with a beautiful curvature.

It would be nice if it could be like this forever.

Sunlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows in the living room, unscrupulously projecting in, shining on Jiang Yan's face, casting a layer of golden shallow halo.

Schumann didn't want to say anything, didn't want to do anything, just wanted to sit here quietly and look at Jiang Yan.

However, someone didn't give her such a chance.

"If you want to kiss, what are you doing for so long?"

Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice sounded unexpectedly, Schumann stiffened, and saw Jiang Yan still with his eyes closed, but he said something that made people defenseless.

it!

He's pretending to be asleep?

Schumann's face became embarrassed all of a sudden, I don't know if it was because of his peeking and being caught, or because of Jiang Yan's flirtatious words that made her cheeks red.

In the next second, before Schumann could react, Jiang Yan's originally closed eyes opened suddenly, and in an instant, the four eyes touched, and his eyes were like huge black holes, which could effortlessly pull people in.

Schumann's body stiffened, and a soft touch hit his lips.

Jiang Yan didn't "get an inch", but just pecked lightly like a dragonfly and pulled it out. Then he looked at Schumann, raised the corners of his lips obliquely, and smiled evilly:

"It's okay, you move me, the effect is the same!"

“……”

Why does this sound so awkward?

Schumann gritted his teeth indignantly, then stood up, didn't continue to mix with a certain demon who had cultivated for thousands of years, turned around and jumped towards the kitchen.

Jiang Yan looked at Schumann's back and chuckled:

"What are you going for?"

"Hungry, look for food."

Jiang Yan didn't make a fuss anymore, looked at the time, and quickly got up from the sofa and walked towards Schumann.

After all, he has long legs, and he is not a disabled person with legs, so he caught up with Schumann in three or two steps:

"Go wash and change clothes, let's go out to eat, and after eating, go find Zhang Yue."

Schumann was also worried about Zhang Yue's affairs, and after thinking about it, it was better to save time by going out to eat casually, so he simply didn't pretend to Jiang Yan, nodded, and turned around and jumped in the direction of the bedroom.

Jiang Yan stood in place, looking at Schumann's leaping figure, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

However, soon, the smile faded, and in its place was the incomprehensible dark light projected by his eyes as deep as a deep well.

……

According to the contact information sent by Zhao Ke, Schumann called Zhang Yue on the way, but no one answered.

Schumann instinctively twisted his eyebrows, faintly, a little uneasy in his heart.

Jiang Yan noticed Schumann's strangeness, and couldn't help asking:

"What's wrong?"

"No one answered."

Jiang Yan's thin lips pursed slightly:

"I'll call later, maybe it's too early to get up yet. It doesn't matter, isn't there still her address? If not, we'll go straight to her house later. ”

Schumann thought for a moment:

"Skip breakfast, let's go directly to Zhang's house."

Jiang Yan did not object, he made up his mind, and then nodded:

"Good!"

On the way, Schumann called Zhang Yue a few more times, but there was no accident, no one answered.

The strong uneasiness in Schumann's heart became stronger and stronger, Zhang Yue had just looked for her yesterday, could it have happened today?

What was she talking about yesterday?

Is it that she has also mastered some things that she shouldn't know, so she was organized to kill people?

Schumann did not dare to deny this possibility, after all, Zhang Donglai's death may have something to do with Jiang Zhengtian's death back then.

Thinking of this, Schumann's beautiful eyebrows immediately frowned deeply, and his fair and delicate little face was also gloomy like rain.

Jiang Yan spoke:

"Are you ......?"

"I'm worried, something has happened to Zhang Yue!"

Jiang Yan didn't reply, but silently stepped on the accelerator and sped up.

Because, he also has the same conjecture as Schumann, perhaps, Zhang Yue has had an accident.

The car finally arrived at Zhang Donglai's house, Schumann had been here once before and did not go in, this is an old-fashioned residential building community, and the people who live here are ordinary ordinary people in the northern city.

Like Zhang Donglai's family, they live a stable and peaceful life.

Schumann's legs and feet were inconvenient, but he still refused to relax at all, went upstairs as fast as he could, came to the door of Zhang Donglai's house, and slapped the door hard.

Not surprisingly, no one at home responded.

"Zhang Yue? Zhang Yue, are you at home? ”

Schumann knocked on the door and shouted, which soon alarmed the neighbors next to him, and someone came out and looked at Schumann and Jiang Yan who were standing at the door of Zhang Donglai's house:

"Who are you?"

Schumann and Jiang Yan glanced at each other and took out their documents:

"Policeman, may I ask you, have you seen this family?"

As soon as he heard that Schumann and Jiang Yan were policemen, the other party suddenly showed a very strange expression:

"Of course I've seen it, we've been neighbors for more than 20 years, and Yueyue grew up with us. Hey, it's a pity, Lao Zhang and his wife are such honest and dutiful people, and they would do something like that.

You don't know, after Lao Zhang's accident, the people in our area, spitting stars, are about to drown Sister-in-law Zhang and Yueyue.

Ay! ”

Schumann: "When was the last time you saw Zhang Yue?" ”

The other party thought for a moment:

"Yesterday, yesterday morning, I happened to run into Yueyue going out, and she looked a little nervous.

However, she didn't seem to come back last night, because the lights in their house were not turned on last night.

What's wrong?

Yueyue must have committed something, right? ”

The knot in Schumann's eyebrows deepened and deepened:

"What about Zhang Donglai's wife?"

"She, I heard that her mother is sick and went back to her hometown a while ago. Oh, it seems to be not long after Lao Zhang left.

I guess she couldn't stand the fingers around her, so she ran away.

It's just that I really didn't expect that she would run alone, without taking Yueyue with her, pitiful for such a good girl, who is about to graduate from college, and there is such a thing at home. ”

Schumann knew that he couldn't ask anything else, so he nodded, thanked the other party, and looked at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan saw Schumann's thoughts from Schumann's eyes in an instant, and couldn't help frowning.

……

A few minutes later, Schumann and Jiang Yan stood at Zhang Donglai's house.

Because it was the police, even if they broke the door, no one stopped them. But it couldn't stop the crowd from watching and whispering.

Not wanting to be distracted by anything else, Schumann closed the door and shut everything out of his ears and eyes.

The furnishings of the home are very simple, but they are very clean, and it can be seen that although the family is not very wealthy, it is very warm. Schumann couldn't imagine what kind of reason would make Zhang Donglai choose such a path.

Having settled down, Schumann and Jiang Yan began to search Zhang's house.

Perhaps because he had already calculated in his heart, when Jiang Yan went to look through Zhang Yue's things, Schumann turned on Zhang Yue's computer.

Looking at the computer monitor, which was getting cooler, Schumann's heart beat suddenly.

She didn't know whether she wanted or didn't want it, and found the song "Black Sunday" from Zhang Yue's computer, but Zhang Yue suddenly had no news, which was definitely not a good thing.

Schumann really couldn't imagine how a seemingly honest person like Zhang Donglai could be involved with the punisher.

When the computer finally booted up, Schumann saw the unnamed audio file on the desktop at a glance.

At this time, Jiang Yan also came to her side, and naturally saw the audio file.

Schumann took a deep breath, turned his head, and glanced at Jiang Yan with a complicated expression, Jiang Yan's face was also a little gloomy at the moment, but it looked calmer and calmer than Schumann.

After a moment, Jiang Yan moved the mouse and opened the audio file.

When the familiar, oppressive, eerie music like a saw moving the skin slowly sounded, Schumann could no longer say a word.

Even without this piece, Schumann could be sure that Zhang Donglai was a member of the Punisher Organization.

However, now this Black Sunday song was found in Zhang Yue's computer......

Is this song Zhang Donglai, Zhang Yue's, or the two of them co-owning?

In other words, is Zhang Yue actually a member of the Punisher Organization?

The more Schumann thought about it, the more she felt the seriousness of the matter, and she knew that she could no longer hide it and investigate it herself.

Leaving Zhang Donglai's house, except for the song "Black Sunday" found in the palm reading computer, nothing else was found.

The car drove steadily in the direction of the city bureau, and on the way, Schumann pursed his lips and never said a word.

Until, at a certain moment, she turned her head sideways, looked at Jiang Yan's figure concentrating on driving, and finally spoke slowly......

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