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More than an hour later, the fragrant and clean Lu Zhe was sitting on the edge of the bed, while An Baiwei was standing by the side blow-drying his wet hair, and while blowing, he slowly answered his question from an hour ago: "What will happen to you tomorrow?" How about I go to the ministry? There's an intern coming for an interview."

Lu Zhe refused flatly: "I won't go."

"Don't worry." Amber brushed his hair slightly, and smiled in the sound of the hot wind, "Listen to me first, this intern is called Jiang Shuo, Jiang Zhuyuan's nephew."

Lu Zhe fell silent unnaturally after hearing the name.

An Baiwei didn't notice the stiffness of his movements, and after a long pause, he didn't see that Lu Zhe wanted to speak, so he continued: "Jiang Shuo just graduated from university this year and started working in the bureau. It's Jiang Zhuyuan's nephew who wants to transfer him here in the future. This kid took the written test yesterday. His thoughts are quite correct and his handwriting is beautiful. I didn't see him yesterday, but today the people in the ministry said that they like him. , I arranged for him an interview tomorrow morning...will you come with me?"

"...I won't go." Lu Zhe hesitated for a moment, "Tomorrow is the memorial day for Team Jiang...I'm going to see him early in the morning."

An Baiwei's hand paused for a moment, and the hot wind immediately blew off Lu Che's scalp. He snorted at his hair that was about to burn, and pulled out the plug of the hair dryer.

Only then did An Baiwei come to his senses, couldn't help laughing, put away the hair dryer, rubbed Lu Zhe's disheveled hair, and said in a low voice, "I'll go see Team Jiang with you tomorrow morning, and then you and I'm going to the ministry."

"Child interview, what am I going to do to join in the fun..." Lu Zhe casually pulled the quilt, but An Baiwei pulled him over to comb the messy hair, and couldn't help frowning.

Amber combed slightly, then stopped.

Lu Zhe didn't speak, and neither did he. The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, and for a while, only the sound of the autumn wind hitting the window outside could be heard.

"Come back, Lu Zhe." Amber said in a very soft voice after being silent for a long time, "The Ministry needs you."

"I don't need you." Lu Zhe indifferently snatched the comb in his hand and groomed himself, but the comb got entangled in his hair.Seeing that he couldn't comb it, he immediately used some strength to pull it out, and it hurt him a few times, so he had to look up at An Baiwei.

An Baiwei had expected this result a long time ago, he shrugged his shoulders: "Xiao Zhuo's family had an emergency, he left without even doing the handover work, there is a lack of a regular position in the ministry, even if Jiang Shuo can get in, it's just He is an intern, and it is impossible to make him a full-time member in a short period of time—my Comrade Xiao Lu, please think about it carefully, if you agree to return to the ministry, I will immediately help you take out the comb."

Silently, Lu Zhe pulled the comb out vigorously, and many hairs were broken and he couldn't let go.

An Baiwei added another bargaining chip: "I'll make you your favorite fried tofu with scallions."

Lu Zhe's hand paused, and then symbolically tugged at the comb.

"Add a plate of braised pork, the kind that is especially fragrant when mixed with rice."

Lu Zhe narrowed his eyes, and pulled the comb again effortlessly for a while.

"You are allowed to smoke one more cigarette, one more."

"When do you go to work?" Lu Zhe lowered his head and asked.

An Baiwei didn't hold back the corners of his mouth, smiled and went to get the poor wooden comb on top of Lu Zhe's head, took the comb off in two or three strokes, and continued to comb his hair gently: "Well, let's go see it tomorrow. Team Wanjiang, you come back to the ministry with me to participate in Jiang Shuo's interview, and by the way, get to know the people who have just arrived in the ministry in the past few years, and you will officially go to work the day after tomorrow."

Lu Zhe let him play with his hair in silence, for a long while: "... gone?"

Amber, who smiled like a big fox, raised his eyebrows slightly: "What else do you want?"

"My cigarette." Lu Zhe didn't listen to his words at all, he just wanted to smoke.

"I'll buy it for you tomorrow, which brand I want to buy for you." An Baiwei combed his hair smoothly, "Now, take out all your sleeping pills and confiscate them."

"..." Lu Zhe sat still.

"If you don't take care of your body, will the gunman be stable?" Amber smiled slightly, "If not, I will sleep with you during the first few days of quitting. You have to believe that there is no dream without sleeping pills There are no ghosts here, and no one to threaten you—you just have to open your eyes and you can see me."

Lu Zhe glanced at him without emotion, and muttered, "You are like a nightmare."

Having said that, he still moved slowly to the side of the bedside table, and when he opened the drawer, it was full of sleeping pills, domestic, imported, and even different flavors. It's not opened yet.

Lu Zhe stared at the medicines expressionlessly for a long time, then suddenly closed the drawer again.

Amber Wei: "..."

"No." Lu Zhe turned his head to look at An Baiwei, and said calmly, "I can't sleep."

"In your own home, don't be afraid." An Baiwei walked over with a particularly good temper, and persuaded softly, "Aren't you afraid of the dark? We don't turn off the lights at night these days, and you can turn on as many lights as you want How many. I can tell you stories if I can’t fall asleep. Children like to listen to bedtime stories. I remember you like furry things. I can wear that cotton pajamas with fur inside and out. I'm just holding a plush toy..."

He kept silent, and looked at Lu Zhe who suddenly raised his eyes quite tenderly—to be honest, An Baiwei felt that his gentleness was a bit fake, but it was warm enough.

Lu Zhe moved the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally raised his head slightly, but quickly lowered his head, turned on the bed, turned his back to Amber and said in a muffled voice, "Take it away...take it all away. "

Amber heaved a sigh of relief, simply pulled out the drawer, carried it to the living room, and finally put it on the sofa.After a long pause, he took out a medical examination report from his briefcase. The examiner's name was Lu Zhe.An Bowei looked at the medical report carefully again, finally sighed lightly, and stuffed the report back.

When he walked into Lu Zhe's bedroom, Lu Zhe still kept his back to him, but An Baiwei knew that he must not have fallen asleep.

The "department" that An Baiwei has been emphasizing is called the Joint Criminal Investigation Department, referred to as the Joint Criminal Department. It is a secret department above the police station. The internal structure of the Joint Criminal Department is complicated. The third unit of the bureau and sub-bureau is usually responsible for the investigation and undercover investigation of those difficult cases, but in fact, basically every unit dispatched by the Joint Criminal Department is all-rounder, whether it is technical tracking or long-range sniping, they are basically competent. It is the mainstay of solving difficult cases.

However, because of their high level of ability and high level of danger, the police station will generally not hire them to work if they are not encountering extremely difficult cases or matters—but if the people from the Joint Criminal Department are free, the police station I will assign them some things to do as appropriate, so as not to be scolded by the superiors for making mistakes.

All in all, the Joint Penalty Department said it was big or small, and the detachments assigned to assist the police station had no interaction with each other. Except for necessary regular meetings, they didn't see each other at all, and they lived in their own worlds.An Baiwei led three of the teams. He had been the captain of the third team for three years, and he was the youngest captain of the teams assigned by the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

He hugged his pillow and quilt and climbed onto the bed lightly. Taking advantage of his height, he secretly glanced at Lu Zhe. As expected, he was staring blankly with his eyes open.

An Bowei felt a little prickly in his heart. He arranged the pillows and leaned against them, and said softly in the brightly lit bedroom: "A long time ago, there was a cunning fox that lived in the big forest and specially attacked those who were left alone. As time goes by, the hunters all know that there is such a bad thing in trouble, and they are determined to kill the fox. One day, a small and milky wolf fell alone in the forest, and the fox met It did not kill it, but became good friends with it, and told it where there is delicious stream water, where to catch delicious pheasants and hares... The little gray wolf grew up day by day, and one day he was seen by a hunter , then raised the muzzle towards it, and at the critical moment, the fox rushed up and blocked the gun for it. The fox died, and the little gray wolf ran away. The hunters finally killed the vicious fox. They cheered, No one cares that the fox was kind."

"A wicked person is a wicked person after all... No matter how kind he is, he is still a wicked person." Lu Zhe suddenly muttered in a low voice.

An Baiwei's eyes were a little gentle: "Actually, I made up this story."

Lu Zhe: "..."

"No matter how bad I am and how damned I am, there are people I want to protect and people I want to sacrifice my life for. When I cross the street, everyone shouts and beats, and it doesn't matter, because I know I can still see it when I get home. You are smiling at me, you don’t regard me as a villain, so I still have reasons and motivation to live.” Amber paused slightly, and his voice became softer, “Lu Zhe, do you want to be my little bad wolf? ?”

"Not at all." Lu Zhe wrapped himself in the quilt, as if he felt that his answer was too decisive, and after a while he explained in a low voice why he didn't want to be a little gray wolf, "You're not as bad as you said, and you won't be punished." Killed...if someone puts the sights on you, I'm sure to blow his head off before he shoots."

"...That's right." An Baiwei let out a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Comrade Xiao Lu's sharp gun is not just for fun."

"I'm going to bed." Lu Zhe was very displeased with his rainbow fart, and immediately moved away uncomfortably.

Amber raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Will you be able to fall asleep after listening to the bedtime story?"

Lu Zhe: "..."

"Sleep, sleep, I won't talk." An Baiwei also lay down, quietly staring at the back of Lu Che's head, a faint smile appeared when he looked at it, and slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the dream coming.

Lu Che, on the other hand, said that he was going to sleep, but in fact he didn't feel sleepy at all. He kept his eyes open until the early morning, and then turned slightly to look at An Bowei who was sleeping next to him—An Bowei was completely asleep. The breathing is very even, and the brows are stretched, it should be some kind of dream.

For some reason, the breath that had been hanging in Lu Zhe's heart suddenly relaxed, and he also closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep for the umpteenth time, but every time he closed his eyes, he always felt that the surroundings were chilly, no matter how much he wrapped himself up. Tight, it's always cold around.

He just kept his eyes open until Amber's alarm clock rang the next morning.

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