Rebirth of the Double-faced Superstar

It was around noon when Fu Xindong returned to Beijing from Jintian City. After a hasty lunch, he and Lin Fan drove to the orphanage in the suburbs.

The orphanage that has been relocated here for more than ten years has changed. There are not many old employees left. From the director to the maintenance staff, they are basically newly deployed in recent years.

Knowing that the two police officers wanted to know about the situation of the orphanage before it was relocated, the young Dean Lu felt very sorry, because she really knew very little about the people and things in the orphanage in the past.

However, Dean Lu is very enthusiastic, so he specially called Sister Jiang, who is currently the oldest in the courtyard, over.

Although Sister Jiang is considered a veteran among the current staff, she caught up with the move when she was just transferred from other places to the Beijing North Orphanage, and she only knew a little about the past.

Looking at the photos of the deceased in Fu Xindong's hands, she barely recognized the chef. She couldn't remember the others, including the watchman.

However, she provided a very important piece of information to Fu Xindong and Lin Fan, that is, the old director of the orphanage was still alive, but his health was always very bad and he lived in the hospital all year round.

Sister Jiang told them with a smile that the old dean is a retired veteran cadre. It can be said that he is a living file of the Beijing North Orphanage. He has worked in the orphanage for half his life. He is recognized and loved by many orphans who grew up in the orphanage. If To understand the past of the orphanage, you must find him.

Fu Xindong and Lin Fan looked at each other and nodded slightly.

In the high-level cadre ward of the Third Hospital in the West District of Beijing City, there are many retired veteran cadres whose hospitalization expenses and medical expenses are fully borne by the state. The ward of old director Chen is in the inner one on the left.

Seeing the two police officers knocking on the door and coming in, the old man on the bed raised his head slightly, his cloudy and somewhat astigmatic eyes moved, and he seemed to have no interest in the two tall men in police uniforms.

There was also a middle-aged woman in the room, who hurried over to say hello to the two policemen. She was a nurse employed by the old man's home. The old man's children were all successful in their careers and very busy. She was usually here to take care of them full-time.

Lin Fan asked the old man about his physical condition in a low voice, and the nurse told them that the old man had suffered from dementia symptoms for several years. He might be awake for a while in a year, and he was in a dazed state most of the time.

Fu Xindong frowned, walked slowly to the old man's side, and lowered his head slightly.

The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly opened, "Comrade, what's the matter?"

The nurse on the side exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, my old man, you are in good spirits today, and these two police comrades just want to talk to you about something."

Photos of the deceased slowly passed through the trembling hands of the old man. Of course, these photos were not the bloody photos at the scene, but their normal bareheaded photos.

"This is Zhang Jiaxing, the master chef in the cafeteria in the courtyard. He is the best at making pasta. The children call him Uncle Baozi. This, this is the big old king who runs a small shop diagonally opposite the entrance of the courtyard. I remember his wife He died early, and he brought a son by himself, and there were few shops at that time, and everyone in the yard bought things at his house."

The old man seemed to be very energetic at the moment, and he probably saw some familiar people back then, and there was a hint of memory on his face.

"I don't remember much about this person, but he also has a kind face. It seems that I always see him near the courtyard." It was a photo of the tattered king who lived near the orphanage.

"This... this is Lao Jiang, right? A cadre of the Public Security Bureau, who has dealt with him back then."

Fu Xindong felt his heart beating faster inexplicably.

"Are you familiar with Political Commissar Jiang?" Fu Xindong tried to calmly ask.

"Oh, I'm not familiar, but I know him. This old Jiang's family is miserable. His wife died early, and he also has a mentally handicapped daughter. At that time, he often picked up two children from our yard to play with his daughter on weekends. , There is discipline in the courtyard, so he asked someone to find me, and he went through the procedures of being a sponsor, so that he could take the child out. His girl had no playmates since she was a child, but she was able to play with those two children. , Lao Jiang is also a poor man."

Fu Xindong suddenly felt that there seemed to be something in his mind that was constantly playing with his nerves, so that his temples on both sides throbbed very painfully.

He never thought that there would be such a connection between the old political commissar and the orphanage.Although, he always felt that there must be a special relationship between them.

"Comrade policeman, what are you doing with the photos of these people? What happened to them?" The old man suddenly asked a question that should have been asked a long time ago.

"Oh, it's nothing. There are some public security cases that need to be investigated, and they have something to do with them." Lin Fan on the side answered the old man's question.He and Fu Xindong have reached a consensus not to tell the truth to the old man for now, after all the old man's body is very weak, if these too bloody facts really stimulate him, it is easy to have unimaginable serious consequences.

The old man seemed dissatisfied with the answer, but he didn't ask any more questions. He said a lot in one breath just now, but now he seemed tired, and he was panting slowly on the pillow.

"President Chen, you said that Political Commissar Jiang often took two children from the orphanage to their home. Can you still recall who those two children were?" Fu Xindong lowered his head slightly and asked softly.

The old man on the bed seemed to be stunned by this question, his energetic eyes suddenly shrank inexplicably, the corners of his shriveled mouth twitched sharply, and his breathing became very rapid.

The nurse on the other side hurried over and listened to the old man's heart and breathing very skillfully. Saliva flowed from the corner of the old man's mouth, and his head was tilted to one side weakly.

The nurse rang the emergency bell.

"He's unconscious, comrade policeman, but don't worry, he often does this. Whenever he's nervous or anxious, he'll go into shock. It's nothing serious, but he won't wake up in a short time."

Fu Xindong nodded silently.

*******

Before leaving get off work, Fu Xindong and Luo Xi talked on the phone, and the two agreed to spend the night at Fu Xindong's apartment tonight.

Luoxi was still in the studio, and there was a lot of buzzing around. He seemed to have moved to a quieter place, and lowered his voice, "Uncle, let me wear your police uniform tonight, okay?" "Wear it for what?" Well? It’s best if you don’t wear anything.” Fu Xindong glanced at Lin Fan who was not far away, and pressed his voice into his chest.

"Stupid you, hey, let's play uniform temptation, think about it, I'm wearing your police uniform, half of my pants are off, I'm sticking out my snow-white buttocks and let you lightly beat me with a baton, doesn't that feel old? Feeling... To be honest, is it hard now, uncle?"

"Fuck, you're a fucking goblin...hard."

Fu Xindong stretched his body under the desk as much as possible, for fear that Lin Fan would see that part of himself that was completely out of control.

In the evening, Fu Xindong had already made soup in the kitchen, and it would take a while for Luo Xi to come back. After thinking about it, he came to the computer in the study.

He searched the management situation of some orphanages on the Internet, and inquired whether the orphanages in the orphanage should go through registration procedures and keep some files when they are picked up by sponsors.

He carefully browsed the content on the webpage, stopping from time to time, thinking hard, and before he knew it, there was already a scent coming from the kitchen.

A pair of warm hands quietly covered his eyes.

He gently grabbed one of them, put it on his lips, and kissed it in the palm of his hand.

"Why are you so focused, I've secretly drank several mouthfuls of soup."

Luo Xi turned in front of Fu Xindong, sat in his arms, and rubbed her round buttocks against the man under him.

His eyes slid across the computer, and the word "orphanage" attracted him. He subconsciously stopped rubbing, "Uncle, what are you looking for? Why are you suddenly so interested in the orphanage?"

Fu Xindong has already stretched one hand in along the hem of his sweater, caressing the boy's smooth skin lightly, reaching out the corner of his bearded mouth to his ear, and gently licking that small and lovely earlobe.

"You know that serial murder case has been torturing me, but now I..." He suddenly thought of something, and swallowed the words in his mouth, "Don't mention these spoilers, Luo Xiaoxi, I've already I found a police uniform for you, when will you change it?"

Luo Xi shook her body, feeling the increasingly obvious physical changes of the man below her.

"You didn't finish talking just now, Uncle, half-speaking will suffocate people to death, don't you bother, hurry up and continue, I'm already hungry, you hurry up and give me something to eat."

Fu Xindong looked at his lazy and mischievous expression, and squeezed the red beans on his chest, "Little Luobotou, don't worry, uncle will definitely feed you. Well, I have now found out about that case." An important clue, all the dead are inseparable from the Beijing North Orphanage, including the old political commissar, who often took two orphans to his home. I am going to check the files of the orphanage tomorrow to see the two orphans from that year. Who is the child?"

Luo Xi nodded lightly, "Oh, congratulations Uncle, you have finally made progress, don't be too tired, be careful to overuse your brain, your hair will fall out, I tell you, I don't like bald uncles. "

Fu Xindong grinned, and rubbed his chin on the boy's forehead, "You don't have to worry about it, uncle, there are not many other things, but the upper and lower heads have a lot of hair, don't you know? Hehe, absolutely bald No."

Indeed, Fu Xindong's black hair was thick and stiff, and seemed to have an indescribably masculine smell.

The soup in the kitchen was almost done, so Fu Xindong went into the kitchen to turn off the fire.

Luo Xi fiddled with the phone for a while, and after a while, his phone rang quickly.

"Viagra, um, I'm at the police uncle's place, what? Your mother insists on seeing me? Oh...Okay, then I'll go and see my auntie, wait for me."

Luo Xi put away the line, and Fu Xindong, who was holding the soup bowl, obviously had a trace of displeasure on his face.

"Uncle, didn't Viagra's mother come here? When I was studying in Northeast China, I used to go to their house to eat and drink. His mother liked me very much and treated me very well. It is not easy for this old lady to come to Beijing North once. In the evening The plane, you want to take a look at me before you leave."

Fu Xindong saw that he had already walked to the door of the room to put on his shoes while talking, so he hurriedly put down the soup bowl and followed.

"Then... what about the uniform temptation tonight?"

Luo Xi stretched out her left hand like lightning, and quickly touched the man's crotch, "Hey, what's the rush, wait for me to come back with enough energy, the best show is yet to come!"

Luo Xi didn't return to Fu Xindong's apartment until nearly eleven o'clock. His face was a little pale. He probably had been filming for a whole day during the day and tossed back and forth at night. When he entered the door, Fu Xindong found that he was obviously a little absent-minded.

But after the two of them got into bed, Luo Xi seemed to have been injected with chicken blood suddenly, acting indescribably crazy and unrestrained, whether it was body or eyes, it was like a raging fire was ignited, Tease Fu Xindong like a god, and accompany him to the peak of one climax after another to his heart's content.

In the early morning, the bodies of the two men were still clinging to each other on the bed, falling asleep, when Lin Fan's phone call came in.

Last night, a fire suddenly broke out in the archives room of the orphanage in the suburbs of Beijing, and all the files were burned in the fire.