never forget [criminal investigation]

Xing Yue felt that his temper was really good now, almost like an old dog.

As soon as he entered the door and saw Xiang Hai with his hands open, he threw himself into his arms without saying a word; Xiang Hai said Brother Xing, please stop scolding me, so he immediately shut up; he said he wanted to kiss him, and he obediently moved over; he also said he wanted to kiss him As soon as he rolled his eyes, he lowered his head, without his lame boyfriend tiptoeing.

Even if Xiang Hai said "thank you" to him, he didn't like to hear it, so he endured it.

Alas, humble, who says that time is not forgiving.

People are young and have a lot of opportunities for youth, but I only have a lot of gray hair.

Besides, he only intends to talk about this love in his life, so don't be too serious.Make do with it.

Having hugged enough, Xiang Hai raised his face and sighed softly, "Brother Xing, I feel quite lucky now."

"Of course you're lucky!" Xing Yue hooked his shoulders, his legs swaying, "Look at you, you found true love at a young age. And look at me, I'm so old, I just found someone like you thing."

"Fuck," Xiang Hai laughed, "what the hell am I!"

Xing Yue also laughed, "You're just a bastard who doesn't know what you are."

"Then Brother Xing, you are so good, why did you find such a thing?"

"I got hooked up." Xing Yue laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled, "Why don't you say you're a vixen."

Xiang Hai shook off his arm and walked away, "It's almost done."

Only then did Xing Yue put on his slippers and enter the house, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

At this time, the light outside the window had already dimmed, only a small light in the kitchen was dimly on in Xiang Hai's house, and the light was so weak that it could hardly cross the kitchen door.

"Oh, I'm used to it. You can turn on the light." Xiang Hai said that he first lit the ceiling light in the kitchen.

Xing Yue turned on the lights in every room.It is his habit to turn on the light when he enters the door.He felt that such a room would not look deserted.

After lighting the lamp, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then returned to the kitchen, "Shall we go out to eat or order takeaway?"

Xiang Hai has already opened the refrigerator, "I'll cook."

"Can you do it? You have legs."

Xiang Hai pawed at the refrigerator door, thinking about what to do, "Aren't my hands good?"

"Then I'll help you." Xing Yue rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Just make... small fried pork, cold bitter gourd, and meatball vermicelli soup, okay?" Xiang Hai turned his head and asked him.

"It's too much..." He said so, but nodded desperately in his heart.

Xiang Hai didn't ask for his opinion any more, took out various materials and quickly prepared them.

"Then what am I doing?" Xing Yue looked aside for a while, feeling a little redundant.

Xiang Hai just poured the washed rice into the rice cooker, and just as he was pressing down the lid, he arranged a job for him, "Brother Xing, press the power button, that's the 'Start' button."

"Oh." Xing Yue walked over and let out a "beep".Then he stood aside.

To help with this kind of thing, it's fine if you want to, and you won't make trouble.

Xiang Hai began to chop vegetables, and his movements were quite skillful.The blade cut through the meridians of the ingredients, and the sound was sharp and crisp.The shredded vegetables piled up at hand are uniform in thickness, neat in length, and even the thickness of the meat slices is uniform.

"Slow down, don't cut your hands." Xing Yue looked at the side as if he was watching a magic show, dazzled and worried that the magician would cheat.

"No." Xiang Hai's hand speed did not change, nor did he raise his head.

"Don't you grit your teeth just to show off your skills in front of me, right? No, really, even if you cut it as thick as your finger, I won't laugh at you." Xing Yue said sincerely.

Xiang Hai finally raised his head.His bangs are a bit long, he flicked them with the back of his hand, and laughed, "Who is that? Is this all basic operation? I can't cut my hands even if I close my eyes now, believe it or not?"

Xing Yue was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I believe, don't close your eyes."

So Xiang Hai's attention returned to the cutting board, and the hanging hair trembled with his movements.

Xing Yue used to like this kind of jingle in the kitchen very much.He thinks this is the sound that can only be found in "home", and it is the prelude to the fireworks in the world.In the past, on the way home from school, when he encountered such a sound coming from someone's window, he couldn't help but stop and listen for a while.

But now he suddenly felt that the sound was harsh.It seems that what the blade cuts is not the vegetables, but Xiang Hai's most precious teenage years.

The old director said that Xiang Hai didn't spend much time on himself, so where did his time go?How long does it take to practice such an awesome skill with your eyes closed?Can't cut it now, what about before?

In the distance, the siren of a fire engine broke the tranquility of the city, and the red police lights rushed into the lights of thousands of houses like shooting stars.Someone, somewhere in this city, is suffering.

"Xiao Hai," Xing Yue went over and pressed his hand, "Don't mess with it, let's go out to eat."

Xiang Hai turned his head and looked at him in bewilderment.

"Just go to the mall next door. I just want to buy some clothes."

"Buying clothes?" Xiang Hai was even more confused.

"It's for Zhou Xun. I ruined his clothes this morning."

Xiang Hai put down the kitchen knife in his hand, turned around, and stood face to face with Xing Yue.

Xing Yue's eyes were clear, and he couldn't hold too many complicated things.Just like now, Xiang Hai and him looked at each other, but Xing Yue turned his face away, not looking at him.

"Brother Xing, what's wrong with you?"

Xing Yue reached out and pulled him into his arms, hugged him tightly, and put his face against his hair, "Teach me to cook, you said you would teach me last time. I will cook in the future, you don't need anything Tube."

"Then what am I doing?"

"You can do whatever you want. Read books, watch TV, play games, whatever."

Xiang Hai rested his chin on Xing Yue's shoulder, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said after a while, "Brother Xing, you are not pitying me, are you?"

"No!" Xing Yue hurriedly pulled him up, "I didn't!"

Xiang Hai laughed, squinted his eyes, and pointed to Xing Yue's eyes again, "Hmph, did you say no?"

He turned around, took a pack of cigarettes and went to the balcony, took out one, leaned against the window and lit it, letting the smoke float out of the window, "I'm actually doing well, not as miserable as you think. So Brother Xing, you must Don't pity me, or I will really feel miserable."

He smiled and picked up the cigarette, picked up the watering can and sprayed it on the flowers and leaves by the window twice, "I like cooking, really, just like I like these flowers. No one forced me, and neither did I." Locked in a small dark room as child labor."

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, then continued to blow out the smoke with a smile, "I have such an amazing skill, if you learn it, I will be under a lot of pressure."

Xing Yue still stood where he was, a few steps away from him, "I'm sorry, Xiao Hai, I, hey, I just love you, there's no other meaning."

He also took out a cigarette and lit it, and leaned against the pool, "I can't always express these things well. Why don't you teach me this."

"Teach what?" Xiang Hai didn't understand.

"I want to know what you like and what you need. I want to care about you and take care of you like you care about me, but I don't know how to do it." He took a breath of cigarettes and laughed again, "Actually, you can pity me, I don't mind .Because sometimes I feel pretty fucking pathetic.”

"You might not believe me when I say it. Since I was a child, you are the person who cares about me the most." He lowered his head and stared at the ground. I'm fucking moved to tears."

He continued to smoke, turned around and flicked the ash into the sink, "So I also want to do something for you, so that you can be touched, but I still won't. Don't you think this kind of person is pitiful?"

After sucking the last puff of cigarette, Xiang Hai put the cigarette butt out in the flowerpot, and opened his hand towards Xing Yue, "Brother Xing, come here."

Xing Yue turned his head and turned back, "No. Come here."

So Xiang Hai came over, circled Xing Yue again, and rested his head on his shoulder, "Brother Xing, let me confess to you too, oh no, yes, tell the truth."

He tightened his arms, and put his eye sockets on Xing Yue's neck, "I came here when I was ten or 11 years old, and went to my uncle's house. Their family is actually okay with me, but my aunt gave birth again later. I had a younger brother. It was probably annoying when I was pregnant, and I had to take care of my sister and me. Once she complained that I was a troublesome person who was busy with idle food, and I made trouble for the family. Anyway, that’s probably what it meant...From that day on I just learned to cook, do the laundry, and do the housework. I don’t want to be an idler, and I don’t want to trouble them.”

He rubbed Xing Yue's neck, then turned back to rest on his shoulder, "Later I went to the old director's house. The old couple treated me very well and didn't ask me to do anything. But I can't just sit idle." , and I can’t cause trouble for them. And then I really like cooking because it gives me a sense of accomplishment.”

"Looking at it this way, I'm a little pitiful too, but I don't want to admit it. Let's be even."

He raised his head, pulled Xing Yue's face, and kissed him lightly, "Brother Xing, don't imitate me. I just like you the way you are now. I like you talking nonsense, I like you holding grudges, and I like you talking big things at the same time." While swearing, I like your loud voice. If you really become like me, then I won’t be in love with myself. Besides, you can’t learn it. "

Xiang Hai smiled and kissed him again, "Is that okay?"

Xing Yue looked at him with downcast eyes, "Since when did I talk nonsense?"

"I, I'm talking nonsense, okay?" Xiang Hai smiled even more, let go of him, turned on the tap to wash his hands, "Then go out to eat?"

Xing Yue glanced at the rice cooker, "The rice is ready, so let's not go out."

Xiang Hai took a plate, put the cut vegetables in it, put it aside, took another piece of ginger, and sliced ​​it thinly, "Brother Xing, did you really ruin Team Zhou's clothes?"

"Ah."

Xiang Hai raised his head, "Why?"

"Misunderstand."

Xiang Hai continued to lower his head to cut ginger slices, "What kind of clothes do the team usually wear that week?"

Xing Yue thought for a while, "Anti-fabrication, anti-dirty, middle-aged and elderly style, it must be dark, otherwise his face will look darker."

"He's a little shorter than you, but his waist is as thick as yours. You say he's just such a person, ah, no other serious style can hold him."

"Brother Xing, did Team Zhou offend you?" Xiang Hai cut the sliced ​​ginger into fine shreds.

"No, we have a good relationship."

Just as he was talking, Xing Yue's cell phone rang.It's Qin Peng.

"Hello." Xing Yue picked up the phone.

"Team Xing, just now a fire broke out in an old warehouse on Xinyuan Road, and the fire has been extinguished now. But there were two dead bodies at the scene. The fire department has already reported to the branch office, and Xiaowei and I are rushing there now."

Xing Yue frowned, so the fire trucks just now were heading for Xinyuan Road.

"Send me the detailed address, I'll set off now, and we'll meet up at the scene."

"Yes." Qin Peng agreed and hung up the phone.

"Do you want to go?" Xiang Hai put down the knife in his hand.

"Well, there is an urgent case." Xing Yue walked towards the door while talking.

"You haven't eaten yet." Xiang Hai followed.

"Eat something casually on the way later." Xing Yue walked to the door and turned back, kissing Xiang Hai on the face, "Eat first, make yourself full. Let's eat together tomorrow."

After he put on his shoes, he opened the door and went out.

When Xiang Hai lay on the balcony, he only saw the red taillights of the car on, turned around twice in front, and then disappeared.

About 10 minutes later, Xing Yue arrived in front of the dark old warehouse on Xinyuan Road.When I got out of the car, Qin Peng and Zhang Xiaowei also arrived.

"What's the situation?" The three met and Xing Yue asked Qin Peng.

"About an hour ago, the fire brigade received a call from the masses. When the fire trucks came all the way, the place was almost completely burned. After the fire was completely extinguished, they found that there were two dead bodies in the house, which had been charred. gone."

"Where's the corpse?"

"The forensic doctor carried it away."

Xing Yue glanced at the ruins that were still dripping, "Who is the owner of this warehouse?"

"It's not clear yet, it's being investigated."

"Do you know the cause of the fire?"

"The firefighters preliminarily judged that it was arson. Because there were residual combustion accelerant components found in several fire points, and the amount was quite a lot."

"Where were the two bodies found?"

"It says it's in a dead corner of the warehouse, against a wall."

Xing Yue stroked his chin while observing his surroundings.At this time, there are still many people around, chattering and discussing with embellishment.

"Are there any witnesses?"

Qin Peng shook his head, "According to the reaction of the surrounding people, when the fire was discovered, the fire was already quite fierce. No one was seen coming out of the fire, nor did I see any suspicious people passing by."

"Is there surveillance in this place?"

Qin Peng continued to shake his head, "This area is basically old warehouses, some of which even have broken doors. It was supposed to be demolished and rebuilt as a logistics center, but there has been no movement. No one stores things here. , and no one installs surveillance.”

Xing Yue nodded and asked again, "Do you have a flashlight in your car?"

"Have!"

"Bring it here, let's go in and take a look." Turning around, he lowered his voice and said to Zhang Xiaowei, "You stay outside and call Erhe over. You two separate, walk around here, and listen to what these people are saying What."

"Yes." Zhang Xiaowei replied in a low voice, and then quietly withdrew from the crowd.

At this time, Qin Peng brought two strong flashlights, turned on the power, and the two white lights hit the scorched and scorched ruins.

"Be careful." Xing Yue told Qin Peng.

The two followed the white light and walked in one after the other.