Bandit Shi Xianyu

The author has something to say: Chuan and Yun

The lecture theater was bustling with people. Tu Ziyun and Fei Zuohua stood in the last row, looking at the students who came in and looked at the professor on the stage with bright eyes. The professor was talking to the dean, and the staff of the school council handed him a A bottle of water, the professor stopped talking, turned to her to take it, and thanked him politely.

Tu Ziyun took out the cigarette, Fei Zuohua glanced at him, Tu Ziyun could only smile, put it back, and found a seat to sit down.Fei Zuohua didn't sit down, but looked at him with folded arms: "Students are here to attend class, what's the matter with you occupying a seat?"

Tu Ziyun waved his hand: "Don't be so serious, we are also here to attend the class, please sit down."

Some students still had no seats. Fei Zuohua not only refused to sit, but also stared at Tu Ziyun. When Tu Ziyun couldn't take it anymore, he stood up and gave up his seat to the students: "I'm an old man anyway, it's too disrespectful. Bar."

The class finally started on the podium. The professor turned on the microphone and patted it lightly: "I don't like to use this, can I speak louder?"

The students all agreed, and the professor put away the microphone, raised his voice, and started his lecture.

Tu Ziyun asked Fei Zuohua: "Is this the person you are looking for?"

Fei Zuohua nodded: "I contacted him through District Y. After all, we have too few resources in this area. I talked to him on the phone, and I didn't discuss it in detail. I just made an appointment to meet him. He suggested that we listen to the lecture first. "

"Oh, that means this is not his class." Tu Ziyun turned his head.

"No, it seems that I was invited to give lectures at this university. Anyway, this place is closer, so today is the day." Fei Zuohua looked at the man in front of him.

The professor is 37 years old, teaching at the University of M, focusing on criminal behavior research. He is a regular knowledge expert of the Major Crime Division of the Metropolitan Police Department. Suspects, it can be said that research and practice have both hands.

The spring breeze is proud.

That's what Fei Zuohua thinks, and this man looks like he is. He looks much younger than his actual age. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is in his early thirties. This may be the most direct manifestation of a good life.Fei Zuohua is also now watching him give lectures calmly and unrestrainedly, ridicule his profession with humor, face injuries with his profession, and study his guilt with kindness, only then did he realize that if people go smoothly, they will definitely be happy. In this way, Baishi is too Something is wrong.

Compared with Baishi's status, the professor may not be considered a "character". Although Baishi is younger, he is always so cautious whenever he sees him. Indeed, compared with the professor, Baishi is like a pool of darkness. water.

Thinking about it, Fei Zuohua sighed casually.

"Look at him. Although he is older than you, you look much more depressed than him." Tu Ziyun glanced at him.

"Because the job is different." Fei Zuohua moved his feet slightly, and his feet were a little numb.

Tu Ziyun smiled.

It’s just a lecture, and it’s just about getting started. Those who come to listen may not necessarily be for criminology. Half of it may be for the curiosity brought about by the word “crime”, and the other half may be to see the professor. Personable, successful people.

When it was over, the professor stopped to talk and take photos with some enthusiastic students. Some wanted to send him away, but the professor pointed to the people behind and politely refused.

When Fei Zuohua saw that someone was coming, he stood up straight again, and patted his master who had already rested on the table: "Here we come."

Tu Ziyun lazily stood up and looked at the professor who was approaching. The professor was quite tall. He should be over 1.8 meters five. He was well dressed and wore a three-piece suit. The cufflinks were dark golden roses, and even his sideburns were neatly trimmed. He is neat, smells of wormwood perfume on his body, and has a restrained pride in his smile, which is the aftereffect of the spring breeze.

Tu Ziyun shook hands with him and noticed that his manicured nails were covered with a layer of armor fluid.Tu Ziyun withdrew his hand and smiled secretly, damn it, he is really a high-class person.

"My name is Shi Yuanchen, thank you for waiting for me." The professor picked up his coat, "Speak in another place?"

"Then I'll ask if there are any classrooms." Fei Zuohua said he was going to find the director, but Shi Yuanchen stopped him.

"Is there any place you are familiar with, relax a bit," Shi Yuanchen made a gesture of drinking, "It's better to drink a little more?"

They went to Taozhongxuan, the boss was not there, but the bartender was an acquaintance, and picked a quieter booth for them.

Shi Yuanchen flipped through the information handed over, which was about Pei Cangyu.

"In other words, you now suspect that this classmate named Pei Cangyu was used by Mr. Baishi to become the culprit for the disappearance of those foreigners, so let him approach Baishi to collect evidence?"

Tu Ziyun nodded.

"This accusation is still very serious." Shi Yuanchen smiled and looked at Tu Ziyun, who shrugged.

Shi Yuanchen continued to look at Pei Cangyu's photo and resume: "Is this guy not good with his family?"

Fei Zuohua was about to answer, but Shi Yuanchen continued: "Or an orphan?"

Fei Zuohua was stunned for a moment: "How... how do you know?"

Shi Yuanchen smiled: "Will a family with normal counseling let the child go to the sixth grade of high school? No one guides life." He looked at the previous college entrance examination situation, "So I didn't pass it very carefully."

Shi Yuanchen's cell phone rang, he paused the conversation, apologized, and he needed to reply to the Youtiao text message, he typed a few words and looked at Fei Zuohua: "Or you can leave a number first, in case we can't talk today You can contact me directly after that, no need to call the office again."

Fei Zuohua nodded, and looked for Shi Yuanchen's business card among the wine list, materials, and lecture brochures on the table. Shi Yuanchen didn't take his eyes off the phone, and said, let me remember yours.

Fei Zuohua wrote it on the napkin and put it on the information. Shi Yuanchen glanced at this side, looked at the phone, entered the number, and then got up to answer the call.

Tu Ziyun watched him busy and did not speak.

After returning, Shi Yuanchen took another look, turned over Pei Cangyu's information and put it on the desktop, and looked at Tu Ziyun: "Just tell me the truth, I find it hard to believe that Mr. Baishi was accused just because of a strange fingerprint. I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Tu Ziyun took out a cigarette, lit the fire and asked, "Then what do you think?"

"I think you're keeping your eyes on something more serious. If you want my help, it's better to be honest."

Tu Ziyun lit a cigarette, put the lighter on the table, and said bluntly: "Yes, I suspect that Baishi has something to do with the Dark Fire Group. Do you know the Dark Fire Group?"

Shi Yuanchen was silent for a while.

"Do you have permission to investigate this?"

Tu Ziyun didn't answer, Shi Yuanchen frowned: "So, without authority, you not only investigated people beyond the scope of responsibility, but also appointed an 'undercover agent' privately - sorry, I can't think of other words. Is that so? ?”

Tu Ziyun raised his eyes and looked at him. To be honest, when Shi Yuanchen walked up to him and shook hands with him, he knew that this person was not with them and would not help him, so Tu Ziyun was somewhat passive and resistant now.

Shi Yuanchen looked at Fei Zuohua: "I didn't expect that you would use this method. Isn't this student surnamed Pei very dangerous?"

Tu Ziyun pinched his eyebrows.

Shi Yuanchen stood up, picked up his coat, and put a few banknotes for his wine: "I don't think we have anything to talk about."

Tu Ziyun nodded, drinking on his own, Fei Zuohua stood up hurriedly, and ran out after the professor.

The professor was standing on the side of the road waiting for the bus, Fei Zuohua chased him out and stood beside him, trying to explain: "You..."

"Do you think I should report to the Metropolitan Police Department? It's something you investigated privately." Shi Yuanchen turned to look at him, "Do you know who Baishi is? I'm not referring to Baishi, but his identity .”

Fei Zuohua froze for a moment, turned around and stood up straight, licking his lips: "He and Pei Cangyu are both my junior high school classmates."

Shi Yuanchen was a little surprised: "Your junior high school? Mr. Baishi?"

Fei Zuohua nodded: "If you are willing to listen to the end, you will understand that our ideas are by no means created out of nothing."

Shi Yuanchen turned to look at him: "Do you know what my laboratory is called?"

"what?"

"Bai Chen. Chen is me, Hui is my doctoral advisor, and Bai is the sponsor," Shi Yuanchen smiled reassuringly, "Do you know what Bai is?"

Fei Zuohua laughed self-deprecatingly: "I really don't know that."

"Sorry, I can't trust you, and because you violated the regulations, I think I should report to the Metropolitan Police Department. Anyway, it's too much to let irrelevant people contact your so-called presumed suspects and investigate privately gone."

Fei Zuohua didn't argue, he nodded and walked forward: "Let me call a car for you."

"You, do you admire male elders too much?"

Fei Zuohua was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of where this came from, but Shi Yuanchen just looked at him with a smile: "Maybe there are serious and serious male elders in life, I guess they are fathers or teachers. , for their words, you are likely to help them do things against your will, you have to be careful of this tendency, because when you have offspring, you will also play such a role in their lives, forcibly oppressed care, it is easy Breaking down family ties."

Fei Zuohua became angry. No one wants to be judged by someone who has only met a few times. He said it as if he understood it well, like a prophecy. He put away his hand to help Shi Yuanchen take a taxi and gave him a cold look. , turned to leave, but was pulled by Shi Yuanchen.

"Sorry, I just wanted you to realize."

Fei Zuohua stepped back: "I haven't planned to see a psychiatrist yet."

Shi Yuanchen spread his hands: "Although I'm often misunderstood like this, I'm really not a psychiatrist."

"Whatever." Fei Zuohua turned to leave, Shi Yuanchen looked at him, then turned to hail a taxi.

Fei Zuohua came back sullenly, and sat down next to Tu Ziyun, who was putting money on the table.

"Are you going?" he asked looking up.

"Yeah." Tu Ziyun put on his coat, "Don't think about it, that kid looks different at first glance, he is the kind of person who would bring red wine with him when fleeing famine."

Fei Zuohua smiled at this metaphor.

"Do you think he just pays attention to the rules?" Tu Ziyun pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, "People who follow the rules and come to today will not break the rules. By the way, if you burn it at home, there are a hundred ways to take care of yourself, and every sentence is righteous."

Fei Zuohua didn't speak, and Shi Yuanchen didn't want to listen, rather than wanting to listen.

"Where are you going?"

"Go find someone who can't escape." Tu Ziyun drank the rest of the wine, "Go find the fucking Ding Chuan."

Fei Zuohua moved away from the bar, pressed his forehead, Lu Mingyue came back from the outside, glanced at him and smiled: "You have been running around a bit lately, so you should be free to hand over such a big case to the Eight Departments. "

Fei Zuohua glanced at him, but said nothing: "You've been running a lot lately, don't other stores care?"

Lu Mingyue smiled, leaned over here, took off his coquettish sunglasses from the top of his head, and winked at Fei Zuohua: "What if I tell you that I have made a big move recently?"

Fei Zuohua moved his body to the side, shrugging his shoulders for the joke: "Wear sunglasses at night, and the moon is shining on you?"

Lu Mingyue put away her glasses, and took a serious look at Fei Zuohua: "Don't be so sad all the time, you should have some confidence in yourself, you are a good policeman."

Fei Zuohua smiled and said nothing, Lu Mingyue turned around and went to the back to find someone, who seemed to be leaving after saying a few words, Fei Zuohua had nothing to look at, just looked at this tall man, who still looked like I don’t know why, Fei Zuohua stared at it for a while, feeling dizzy, thinking it was the aftereffect of drinking, he moved his eyes down again. It was a pair of white canvas shoes. That guy is really tall, Fei Zuohua thought, lowering his eyes.

His master is working hard to climb the stairs again, and now he has made great progress, and has a pair of running shoes in the car, which are specially used for climbing stairs.

Today Ding Chuan was making tea in his room, so there was no need to hide anyway, Tu Ziyun just entered the ward panting, Ding Chuan sat in a wheelchair watching the birds outside the window, turned around and saw Tu Ziyun who was out of breath, pointed Pointing to his teapot: "Do you want some tea? I made it."

Tu Ziyun shook his head, sat on the sofa, and took a breath.

Ding Chuan's trousers are not empty today. Seeing Tu Ziyun staring at his leg, Ding Chuan bent over and knocked on it with the active side, making a thumping sound: "The wooden one, I put it on."

"What, do you want to start walking?" Tu Ziyun wiped his sweat with a piece of paper.

"No, for the convenience of going to the toilet." Ding Chuan pressed the electric wheelchair and leaned towards this side, and Tu Ziyun immediately stood up.

"You don't have to be so guarded." Ding Chuan moved towards his teapot, "I made it, roses."

Tu Ziyun thought it was funny: "You are quite free."

Ding Chuan ignored his teasing and ridicule: "Is it because of Baishi that you come to me so frequently?"

"You supported me for a day to find a psychiatrist. I'm quite proud." Tu Ziyun looked at him, "Damn it, I really believed it."

Ding Chuan turned around, shook his head, with a regretful expression: "Why are you full of foul words now, are you in a hurry?"

Tu Ziyun stared at him, feeling that his patience was wearing away a little bit.

"Are you worried about that 'child in danger'?" Ding Chuan pointed to his eyes, "You have dark circles under your eyes."

Tu Ziyun lowered his head and sighed a long time: "Just tell me what deal you want to do. Why do you want to protect Baishi? You are arrested now because of Baishi."

Ding Chuan pointed to the teapot: "Come help me pour the tea."

Tu Ziyun threw the coat in his hand on the sofa, and came over to pour tea. Ding Chuan just took out two teacups, one must be for himself, Tu Ziyun poured both teacups, and picked them up regardless of the heat.

"What did you find again?"

Tu Ziyun drank the hot tea and burned his tongue, but he didn't say anything: "I think I went into a misunderstanding. I thought you were cooperating, but then I thought that your cooperation broke down, and you were arrested. The only choice It is to cooperate with us. Now I suddenly wonder, will you bypass us and take revenge on Shiraishi directly? After all, judging from your experience in dealing with the police, it makes me feel strange that you are cooperating so much now."

Ding Chuan blew on his own tea: "I'm old, I don't have that much strength, you think so much all day, aren't you tired?"

"From the time I realized that you pushed me away, I understood that you must still have cards, which means that Pei Cangyu has been involved in a very troublesome matter. You have already started to act, haven't you?" Tu Ziyun finished his tea and sat down Going to the sofa, he rubbed his face: "Damn it, you played with me for a day, and this kind of thing will never happen again."

He raised his head and looked at Ding Chuan: "I don't care whether you are cooperating or fighting against each other, I will not let any of you go."

Ding Chuan drank his tea slowly without making a sound.

Tu Ziyun stood up, turned and left.

The phone vibrated, and he took it out to take a look. It belonged to the operator, but there was a message in the morning, and the number was Pei Cangyu.

Didn't he tell him to use the communicator? Why did he still use the mobile phone? Tu Ziyun frowned and clicked on it.

It's a text message, just two words, skinny man.

What do you mean?

Tu Ziyun stopped where he was, and was stunned for a while by the thoughtless text message, but he had a very bad intuition, which made him break out in a cold sweat. He quickly put on his coat and decided to go to Bai's house.

What Tu Ziyun didn't expect at that time was that from this moment until all the dust settled, he would never be able to contact Pei Cangyu for a long time.