cry that scum

The night lights of C City are just beginning to come on.

People are walking on the road in a hurry, and the evening rush hour after get off work pushes the hustle and bustle of the city to the peak of the day.

But the blue night is extremely quiet, and the late night when the demons dance wildly has not yet arrived.

Lan Jing lay lazily on the bar counter, like a sleepy cat.

The job of being a driver for Lin Shao is gone, and the days of making troubles with Cong Lang are gone, and the time is more free than before.

Fortunately, he is quite able to adapt to this kind of boredom, and has become accustomed to it.

It's just that sometimes when a person is walking aimlessly on the street late at night, he occasionally misses the eternally hot temperature on Cong Lang's body, which seems to melt him.

After all, after having tasted warmth, it was too cold to go back to the cold night alone.

The bar counter was knocked lightly, and a deep magnetic voice sounded above his head, "Hi, give me a glass of soda."

Lan Jing raised his eyelids and looked at the tall man in front of him.

The man smiled and said, "Long time no see."

"Who are you?" Lan Jing asked.

"We met at Lei Shao's birthday party," the man said with a smile, "Forgot?"

Of course he remembered, Lan Jing always remembered very clearly the face of people he didn't like.

But he said, "Forgot."

The man smiled when he heard this, and said, "Then let me introduce myself, my name is Xia Yin."

Xia Yin?

Lan Jing finally sat up. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man with deep and handsome features, "The chief of the criminal investigation detachment came to my place, why? Investigate the case? Do you need our cooperation?"

"You know me?" Xia Yin asked.

"A few days ago, Captain Xia confronted the gangsters for four hours. I read the news about rescuing the kidnapped mother and child," Lan Jing said.

Xia Yin nodded, "I don't investigate the case, I just want to make friends with you."

"Come on, I'm a little scared to be friends with the police." Lan Jing said.

Xia Yin asked with a smile, "Why? Did you do something wrong and you're afraid I'll catch you?"

"It's true," Lan Jing admitted, "I've done a lot of bad things, and I'm most afraid of the police."

"Is Qi Yongsheng's family your fault?" Xia Yin suddenly asked.

Lan Jing paused, looked up at Xia Yin, the other party's condescending gaze was suppressed with weight, as if he wanted to see through him from the inside out.

Lan Jing met his gaze without avoiding it, and then smiled.

"I've cooperated with the police to record the matter of Qi Yongsheng's family in City H. Why, Captain Xia is so free? Are you also interested in the case in other cities several years ago?"

"That's not true," Xia Yin took a sip of water slowly, sat down opposite Lan Jing and said, "It's just that a man died in City C a while ago, and his name was Fu Ding."

"Oh," Lan Jing replied casually.

"Aren't you curious?" Xia Yin said.

Lan Jing shook his head, "It has nothing to do with me."

Since both of them knew each other's identity, Xia Yin didn't need to test it out, and went straight to the point, "It's a coincidence, these two people have enmity with you."

"Qi Yongsheng raped your younger brother, and forced your adoptive parents to commit suicide by violently demanding debts. Your younger brother also jumped from the upstairs and became a vegetable. He can say that he has a blood feud with you."

Lan Jing's face suddenly darkened.

Xia Yin continued, "As for Fu Ding, you ran away from home 16 years ago and were caught by human traffickers. After being resold several times, you fell into the hands of Fu Ding. He specializes in criminal activities of buying and selling organs and children. You later escaped from him. Reported him and provided important clues to the police, Fuding's gang was destroyed, but he himself ran away."

"Then you police are really incompetent." Lan Jing sneered, he was no longer a lazy cat napping on the bar counter, he was staring at Xia Yin, his eyes were so foggy that people couldn't see clearly that they were cold and cold at the moment The ice seems to hide two knives.

"So, what's the use of what Captain Xia said besides exposing my scars?"

Xia Yin looked at him and said word by word, "Three years ago, all four members of Qi Yongsheng's family were killed at home, and Fu Ding, who fled for 16 years until three months ago, he secretly came to City C under an alias, but he did not come out. In two days, he died in the rented house where he was hiding."

"Oh," Lan Jing finished listening with a sullen face, and commented without emotion, "This is really good news. If you catch the murderer, remember to let me know. I have to thank him."

"Intuition tells me that these two cases are related to you." Xia Yin said.

Lan Jing curled his lips sarcastically, "You police officers rely on intuition to handle cases now?"

"That's not true," Xia Yin said with a smile, "I'm just guessing, making friends with you is just because I'm personally interested in you."

As he said that, he suddenly leaned over to Lan Jing, their noses almost touched, and then he said in a low voice, "Your temperament and appearance are very suitable for me."

Lan Jing distanced himself from him expressionlessly, "But I only hate you."

"Have a deeper understanding, maybe you will change my opinion." Xia Yin said without changing his face.

Lan Jing found that the person in front of him was almost the same shamelessly as the guy surnamed Cong, and he also had that confident self-confidence.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Xia Yin, so he got up and said, "A glass of water is 55, remember to pay."

Then he lifted his coat with his fingertips, ignored Xia Yin's eyes like a hunter staring at his prey, and left the bar straight away.

Disapproved by Xia Yin, Lan Jing felt depressed, touched the car keys and wanted to go for a ride on the old expressway, but Mu Zixing was waiting for him in the parking lot.

"Sir wants to see you."

"I don't have time." Lan Jing said indifferently.

"Mister has been looking for you for the past two months since you left," Mu Zixing said.

Lan Jing was in a bad mood, and he didn't want to waste any time with this wood. He hit the gas pedal and wanted to go, but then he stepped on the brake.

"He punished you?" Lan Jing grabbed Mu Zixing's hand and asked, the top of the little finger was missing, his eyes suddenly darkened, "Because of what happened last time?"

Lei Shao couldn't escape the fact that Mu Zixing helped him get a fake ID to book a hotel.

"If you don't go this time, he will have to punish me." Mu Zixing smiled wryly.

Lan Jing's face was sullen, and he left with Mu Zixing.

Lei Shao asked someone to cook at home and waited for him.

"coming."

Lan Jing nodded expressionlessly and took the seat.

The two had a peaceful meal, during which Lei Shao said very little, and occasionally asked Lan Jing a few words, but it didn't look like someone who hadn't seen each other for several months and broke up in an earlier quarrel.

Lan Jing wanted to mention Mu Zixing's matter, but Mu Zixing told him not to ask, the more he defended someone, Lei Shao would only make that person's life more difficult.

"This time I'm sorry for you." Lan Jing said goodbye after eating, looking at Mu Zixing outside the gate of Lei's house.

Mu Zixing smiled, retracted his hands into his sleeves, and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Then he paused and said, "Let's go, sir let me see you off."

Lan Jing turned his head silently, he couldn't tell whether it was guilt or something, and he unexpectedly remembered the sentence someone once said to him, "You exist only to bring misfortune to others."

Is it really?

Lan Jing was a little dazed, he looked up at the vast road ahead in the dark night, but was suddenly dazzled by the glare of the locomotive headlights coming directly.

And Cong Saobao's evil and charming face was looking at him behind the headlight with the corners of his mouth curled up.