Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

After having enough wine and food, Chen Zeyang looked at the empty lunch boxes and said, "Should we go say hello to Mr. Bai?"

"Indeed." Shang Siwen nodded: "You can't eat what others bring without even making a sound. It's rude."

Han Yang leaned back on the chair, touched his slightly bulging belly with satisfaction, and said lazily: "Let's talk tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Shang Siwen and Chen Zeyang said in unison in surprise. "Why tomorrow?"

Han Yang curled his lips with an unfathomable expression.

"You two are so crazy that you don't understand anything."

Chen Zeyang is honest and doesn't know what to say every time he is criticized by Han Yang. But Shang Siwen was different. She raised her leg and kicked Han Yang's chair leg.

Han Yang, who lost his balance in an instant, tilted his body and grabbed the life-saving table board with a scream.

"You really kicked me!"

Shang Siwen raised his foot again, hiding a knife in his smile: "If you continue to mock us without telling the key points, I will stamp my next kick on your leg."

"Okay, okay, can't you say it's not okay? You two don't understand anything and you still don't accept it." Han Yang murmured, steadying himself, and asked matter-of-factly: "What time is it now?"

"A little after ten o'clock."

"Have you eaten enough."

"Ah."

"Have you got off work?"

"nonsense."

"What about today's work? Is it over? There are no results on the autopsy report yet, right?"

Shang Siwen asked anxiously: "What exactly are you going to say?"

Han Yang's inscrutable appearance aroused the curiosity of Chen Zeyang and Shang Siwen to the extreme. Only Feichen sat aside and watched the show helplessly.

"What I want to say is that now that the case has come to this point, Captain He has done all the work he can do, and there is nothing left to do! So, what is the situation now? It's a dark moon and a high wind, two people A well-fed person sits alone in an office muttering, "Only a lunatic would work under such good conditions!"

"Already working."

He Wei threw the packed garbage into the trash can and stretched out comfortably.

"Are you full?"

"Ah."

"Then go ahead." With that said, Bai Ji'an grabbed the car keys on the coffee table, stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing that the person was in front of the door, He Wei rushed up and stood in front of Bai Ji'an.

He frowned and said dissatisfied: "Where are you going?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to work? Of course I want to go home."

The main purpose of his coming today was to have a simple holiday with He Wei.

When people see it, they are satisfied.

"No!" He Wei rushed forward stickyly and hugged Bai Ji'an, "You can sleep when you are tired. I have quilts, pillows, and baby warmers here, so you won't get cold, and the sofa is wide enough. You can lie down however you want. That’s fine, but you’re not allowed to leave.”

Bai Ji'an pressed He Wei's shoulders and finally pulled off the boyfriend's body.

He blinked in confusion, "Quilt, pillow, warm baby?"

He didn't remember that this office originally had such cold-resistant equipment.

"It's not to prevent some people from finding excuses to escape!" He Wei reached out and pinched Bai Ji'an's face. "My office is no longer cold now. Let me see what else you want to tell me."

Recalling before, when He Wei asked him why he left without saying a word, he made up two words at random, cold and tired.

That time he was indeed evading and being unreasonable.

However, he didn't expect that He Wei would actually prepare these because of the two words he made up casually.

I have obviously been working for four years, and spent countless days and nights working overtime on the sofa covered with my coat to deal with myself.

"I'm all talking nonsense." Bai Ji'an leaned over and hugged He Wei, and said warmly: "As long as you are with me, it will never be cold here."

I thought He Wei would immediately hug him back and warm up his feelings, but unexpectedly, not only did the room become quiet, but even the person in front of him seemed to be frozen by magic, motionless.

Suddenly, He Wei held Bai Ji'an's shoulders with both hands and slowly pushed him away.

"That." He Wei's ears were red, his eyes were wandering unnaturally, and he didn't dare to look at Bai Ji'an at all. "The quilts and pillows are in the cabinet. You can get them yourself. I'll look at the documents and calm down."

Seeing his fleeing back, Bai Ji'an instantly understood.

He pursed his smile and touched the back of his neck shyly.

Now that I'm in good health, things in the room should be put on the agenda.

I can't eat it because of the smell every day.

Don't hold his big baby out.

In order not to waste He Wei's efforts, Bai Ji'an, who was not sleepy, obeyed the instructions and pulled out a brand new white goose down quilt from the cabinet.

The brand and origin on the outside of the package were exactly the same as those at his home, and just one pillow cost [-].

The wages he had worked so hard for for thirty-two days were gone, and he felt heartbroken.

Bai Ji'an walked over and placed the packaging bag on the thick solid wood table.

He Wei put down the document that was almost covering his face and winced a little, "Didn't I tell you to rest by yourself and stay away from me for the time being?"

He pointed at the quilt and asked, "What's going on?"

"what?"

"You can tell me that there are three unopened sets in the office, and you can bring them over at any time."

He Wei closed the document and said seriously: "I want to prepare these for you. How can I get them from your home?"

"Then there's no need to buy exactly the same ones."

"Ji An." He Wei sighed: "I know what you are thinking. In terms of financial resources, I may not be half as good as you as a criminal policeman in my lifetime. But I can still do these simple things easily."

"I don't care about that."

"It's not a question of whether you care or not. I just don't want you to be forced to downgrade your consumption after being together with me, using things you wouldn't normally look at."

Even if Bai Ji'an didn't feel anything, he was still afraid of wronging him.

"Okay." Bai Ji'an came over, leaned over and kissed He Wei's forehead, "Thank you, I understand what you mean."

This was originally a good thing for him, and he must not hurt the feelings of the two of them.

"go away."

He Wei tilted his head and took the initiative to distance himself from him.

"Angry?"

"No." He Wei stared at him resentfully, "It's not healed yet."

He Wei's aggrieved look made Bai Ji'an feel itchy.

If it weren't for the wrong location, he would definitely knock the person down and eat them clean.

Realizing that his thoughts were wandering, he quickly stood up straight. One person who needed to calm down was troublesome enough, but another one would really cause trouble.

He frowned, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me one file too."

"what are you going to do?"

He Wei asked, but his hand very obediently picked up a blue clip and handed it to him.

"Watch it with you to improve efficiency."

Only when the case is solved can He Wei go home without any worries and do business with him.

After returning from the newspaper office in the afternoon.

Except for the deceased Cui Yujian, everyone from the "Chunwen Newspaper" agency came to the Municipal Public Security Bureau for questioning as required.

Recalling the nearly five hours of conversation, He Wei sighed: "Compared to the original Wei army, it is simply a two-level reversal."