spirits in throat

Zhou Ye opened the door of the office, went in, took out the key, opened a small drawer, and took out a watch from it.

The Patek Philippe, obtained at the auction, was a coming-of-age gift he picked out for himself when he entered the police academy.

Zhou Ye was leaning on the back of the chair, playing with the watch with one hand, rubbing his thumb on the strap, and making a phone call: "Uncle Su, help me sell something, I'm eager to cash out, discounts are also available , not less than RMB 700 million."

Uncle Su is the housekeeper of the Zhou family. He has been working in the Zhou family since he was young. He watched Zhou Ye's birth and growth.

Uncle Su tried hard to persuade on the phone: "Master, you and your family should bow their heads and make a concession, so that you won't have to sell that watch. Don't you like that watch the most?"

The old housekeeper still remembers the joy of Young Master Zhou when he first got this watch. He wears it on his hand every day, and wears it to and from school. He refuses to take it off even in the bath.

"Sell it, I don't like it anymore," Zhou Ye looked down at the moon rock on the watch, and said on the phone, "I won't give in, I said it, I will never marry a woman in this life. "

Not to mention that he never met someone he likes before, now that he has Rong Zhao, it is even more impossible for him to go back.

Regarding the matter of the master's house, the old butler didn't want to say much, so he sighed: "Then I'll go and get it."

Zhou Ye got up and went to the window to light a cigarette. He looked at the watch on his wrist. He really liked it, but he hadn't worn it for ten years.

If Bureau Qi saw him wearing it in the police station, he would probably throw him out with a broom and scold him for affecting the image of the police force.

If it is photographed by the media, it may turn into an anti-corruption drama.

Zhou Ye took off his watch and put it on the window sill. Anyway, he doesn't wear a watch anymore, and it's useless to keep it. It's better to change something for Rong Zhao to play with.

For a foolish gentleman, a smile from a Pomeranian is more important than anything else.

Two police cars drove in from the gate of the Municipal Bureau and parked in the yard. Lin Hongze got out of the car, opened the trunk, and dragged out a bulging bag.

Standing by the window, Zhou Ye glanced at the direction of the police car, put out his cigarette, turned around and went downstairs.

Lin Hongze was carrying a dusty bag, his face and body were covered with ashes, his beard was not shaved clean, he looked like someone who had escaped from a disaster.

"Old Lin, what are you doing this time?" Zhou Ye met Lin Hongze who came out of the elevator in the corridor on the second floor, sized him up, and took two steps back with disgust in his eyes, "How did you make this ghost picture?" It looks like it."

"This ghost looks more handsome than you." Lin Hongze glanced at Zhou Ye, carried his pocket to the physical evidence department, put on his gloves, and poured out all the contents in the pocket.

There were burnt wood, burnt white tiles, stones of indistinguishable color and shape, etc., all piled up on the ground, with a faint smell of burning.

Zhou Ye squatted down, picked up a tile and looked at it: "Shut up the house."

Lin Hongze picked through a pile of burnt-out items: "Yes, check it out, in case you can find clues about Lucha back then."

He picked up a collector's edition hardcover book that had been mostly burned, and flipped through the pages.

The Guan family case was a major case back then, and the investigators had already taken away all the valid evidence and clues that could be found, and concentrated them in the Physical Evidence Department of the Municipal Bureau, so there were basically no mistakes or omissions.

Sure enough, Lin Hongze didn't find any writing marks on the remnants of the book, but he saw a stick figure drawn with a blue ballpoint pen on the first page, and couldn't help laughing: "Soul painter, this frog is so beautifully drawn. , how come it looks like a lizard."

Zhou Ye glanced at the book Lin Hongze was holding. The words Lou and Meng in A Dream of Red Mansions had been scorched, leaving only one scarlet letter.

He took the book from Lin Hongze's hand and looked at it: "He drew a turtle."

After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at Lin Hongze: "Team Lin is really as careful as a silk thread, even the burned objects will not be spared."

Lin Hongze shrugged his shoulders: "I just took over, and I'm not familiar with many evidences and clues, so I can only sort out them again."

Zhou Ye heard light footsteps coming from the door, and knew that it was Rong Zhao who came. He looked up and saw him, got up and walked over: "Rong Rong, why are you here?"

Rong Zhao nodded, looking down at a pile of almost burnt items on the ground, his eyes were attracted by a few pieces of porcelain, the lotus patterns on them were almost unrecognizable by the fire.

He put on his gloves and knelt down, took a look at them, and then turned his head and asked, "Captain Lin, is there only this little piece of porcelain?"

He remembered very clearly that when he was in the haunted house, Liu Junfeng took out from Lin Mu's backpack a piece of ceramic shards the size of a palm with a fairly complete pattern, which was a pair with the blue and white elephant ear bottle sold abroad by Feng Mingchen.

I thought it had been burnt to look like the fragments in front of me, so I didn't go back to look for them, I just left with the photos.

Lin Hongze nodded, raised his eyes and glanced at Rong Zhao, with doubts in his eyes: "Why do you ask such a question, otherwise there should be something else?"

Zhou Ye squatted down, rummaged through it, and told the story of Lin Mu stealing things by visiting the haunted house at night: "So, there should be another piece."

Lin Hongze got up from the ground, took a few transparent evidence bags, packed a few relatively complete items in them, and finally walked up to Zhou Ye, and handed the bags forward: "Captain Zhou, take this bag in your hand. "Red" comes in."

"This is "A Dream of Red Mansions", not "Red." Zhou Ye squeezed the half-burned book in his hand, wiped off the dust on it, opened it and looked at the little turtle on it, "Anyway, there is no evidence value , don’t put physical evidence, it’s taking up space. Tell me it’s Xiao Liu.”

Xiao Liu, the physical witness who was named, nodded, and pointed to the rows of cabinets in the room inside: "Yes, they are almost overflowing."

Lin Hongze ignored anyone, snatched the "Red" from Zhou Ye's hand and stuffed it into the evidence bag.

Rong Zhao watched Xiao Liu put a large bag of objects into the evidence cabinet, turned around and walked outside without saying anything.

Zhou Ye followed, hugged Rong Zhao's shoulders, rubbed him into his arms, and said softly, "Didn't I let you rest at home?"

Rong Zhao took Zhou Ye's hand away: "I made an appointment to meet at the gate of the Municipal Bureau."

Alarm bells rang out in Zhou Ye's heart. Rong Zhao had always been a loner, had almost no friends, and seldom even attended dinner parties in the bureau, so how could he suddenly have an appointment with someone else.

To gain Rong Zhao's trust, this person must not be a simple character.

Zhou Ye frowned, and turned to look at Rong Zhao: "Who did you make an appointment with, and what are you going to do?"

Rong Zhao glanced at the time and replied casually, "Ye Qian."

Zhou Ye: "Why did you ask her out?"

There is absolutely no reason to give someone a gift in advance, Rong Zhao said vaguely: "There is something wrong." After speaking, he strode down the stairs from the emergency exit.

Zhou Ye walked to the window at the end of the corridor and watched Rong Zhao come out of the City Bureau building and walk out the gate.

Ye Qian got off at the bus stop across the road, and the two met at the gate of the Municipal Bureau.They walked in the direction of the central business district together, looking like they were going to go shopping.

"Zhou Zhou, what are you looking at? It looks like a wife-watching stone."

Lin Hongze walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, and squeezed his way to Zhou Ye's side, and he could see the overwhelming Valentine's Day slogans in his eyes.

Rong Zhao and Ye Qian were walking under a pink banner with a line written on it.

"The longing is long, the love is deep," Lin Hongze read the words on the banner, looked at Rong Zhao's back and smiled, "No wonder even Wang Jinghua of our team ignored him, so it turns out that there is someone in charge."

Zhou Ye turned his head to look at Lin Hongze, and said in an unhappy tone, "They are just ordinary friends."

"Don't talk about it," Lin Hongze continued, "the Ginza in the central business district has an event tonight, and all couples who participate in the shopping can get a [-]-[-]% discount on dining coupons. Now go there Most of the people who go there are couples.”

"Want to know how I know?"

Zhou Ye didn't want to know at all, but this didn't stop Lin Hongze from showing off: "You guessed it, my prospective girlfriend and I will go there soon."

"Lonely gay like you won't understand the happiness of men like Rong Zhao and me."

Zhou Ye turned his head to look at Lin Hongze, a bitch, completely forgetting that he was not much better than Lin Hongze.

Lin Hongze put the cigarette butt out in the trash can next to him, turned around and walked away and said, "What should I feed my Lingling today? Hot pot or steak. By the way, I have to buy a bag for Lingling."

Maybe we can run into Rong Zhao in Ginza, and then we should introduce him well so that others can see how beautiful his Lingling is.

Zhou Ye shouted at Lin Hongze's back: "Single old dog, be careful not to be deceived by women again."

After Lin Hongze left, Zhou Ye lit a cigarette, remembering that he hadn't seriously asked Rong Zhao to have a good meal in the restaurant outside.

On Valentine's Day, he must get him.

Can't wait.

Rong Zhao sneezed and rubbed his nose, wondering if he had a cold.

Ye Qian handed Rong Zhao a tissue, smiled and said, "Brother Rong, does someone miss you?"

Rong Zhao took the tissue with no special expression on his face: "No." He subconsciously felt that no one would miss him, because those who missed him had left him to another world.

"Where are you going?" Rong Zhao had never given gifts to others before, and when he entered the mall, he was stunned by the dazzling array of products, not knowing what to buy.

There are many people in the mall, the merchants are holding activities, there are slogans and balloons everywhere, and the whole space is surrounded by a pink and sweet atmosphere.

Ye Qian took Rong Zhao to the middle of the shopping mall, and pointed in four directions: "Men's perfume is sold there, bags are sold there, jade, wood and stone pendants are sold there, clothes and shoes are sold there, Brother Rong, what do you want to buy?"

Rong Zhao thought about it seriously: "I don't know."

Ye Qian comforted Rong Zhao and said, "It's okay, as long as it's from you, Brother Zhou will definitely like it." After speaking, she took him to a place where jewelry was sold.

The auntie of the salesperson took out a pair of platinum rings from the counter, and smiled kindly: "Come and see the handsome men and beauties. This year's new ones are selling very well."

Ye Qian was taken aback, and hurriedly waved her hands: "Auntie, you misunderstood, we are not a couple." To tear down her family's CP would be struck by lightning.

Rong Zhao stood by the counter, took it over and looked at it, the two rings were placed in the same box, plain white and clean, without too many decorations, it was his favorite style.

Ye Qian turned to look at Rong Zhao: "Brother Rong, are you going to give this to Brother Zhou?"

She was asking quietly on the surface, but she was screaming crazily in her heart, and even wanted to slap her thigh, just buy this, use this ring, hold him tightly, put it on him with her own hands, and announce to the world that he is your man!

Rong Zhao put down the ring on his hand: "I don't give this away." He just looked at it casually.

Ye Qian brought Rong Zhao to the place where clothes and bags were sold. Couples' outfits were also very romantic.

Rong Zhao walked to the place where the belts were sold, picked up a black one, touched it, raised his eyes and said to the waiter, "Please open an order."

Ye Qian nodded again and again, the belt is good, the meaning of the belt is to tie your heart and tie you for a lifetime.There is also a sense of sexual implication, undoing the belt I gave you with my own hands, I can't think about it anymore...

"I bought this for myself," Rong Zhao mercilessly interrupted Ye Qian's fantasy, and paid for the belt, "Think about it yourself, what you like, I'll give it to you."

Ye Qian waved her hands: "No need, Brother Rong, I don't need anything."

The two strolled around for a while, Rong Zhao walked to the counter selling cosmetics, looked at the huge pile of lipsticks with almost the same color in front of him, and asked Ye Qian to pick one as a thank you gift for going out shopping with him today .

The young female salesperson has a good sales performance recently. When she sees a pair, she starts to sell: "This color number is our brand's hottest model this year. It is red and orange, suitable for all skin tones, and it is especially temperamental."

Ye Qian: "We won't buy it."

After speaking, he pulled Rong Zhao aside: "Brother Rong, you don't need to be so polite to me, we are friends, and friends don't need anything in return for going shopping with friends."

"If you're so out of touch, you won't consider me a friend anymore."

Rong Zhao felt embarrassed to let others sacrifice their rest day to accompany him to buy things, and he didn't want to owe others anything, so he wanted to make up for Ye Qian.

What's more, Ye Qian's father was sacrificed by him, and he still has a lot to compensate Ye Qian.

Ye Qian took Rong Zhao's arm and pulled it aside: "Let's help Brother Zhou choose gifts first, it's getting dark."

Rong Zhao took Ye Qian to dinner, took the time to go back to the lipstick counter, and bought the lipstick that Ye Qian had peeked at several times.

"I'll give you a sample," the enthusiastic salesperson took a lipstick sample and put it in the packaging bag, and said with a sweet smile, "Thank you for coming."

Rong Zhao casually put these things into his shopping bag.

Back at the restaurant, Rong Zhao took out the lipstick and stuffed it into Ye Qian's hands. He was obviously not used to doing these things, let alone saying provocative words to others, so he stumbled a little: "It's not polite, it's just, Hope you are happy."

Seeing Rong Zhao's upright and serious look, Ye Qian took it over generously, smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Rong."

After finishing speaking, he sighed: "We haven't picked out a gift for Brother Zhou yet."

A handsome young waiter came over with a tray and put two cups of dessert on the table.

Ye Qian raised her eyes and smiled: "Thank you."

After the little brother left, Ye Qian whispered to Rong Zhao: "Brother Rong, did you notice just now, that handsome guy has super nice wrists, with beautiful lines and muscles."

Rong Zhao didn't pay attention to other people's wrists, but he knew that there was a person with better-looking wrists.

"I want to give him a watch."