Himemoto's interpretation

Detective Xia said "I'm home" very softly, but in line with the temperature of her hands, it fell heavily in her ears, as if a white wall in her heart was hit by something, leaving a mark that spread to the surroundings .

Xingqi's concept of home is very vague. In my impression, I only remember college classmates and roommates occasionally mentioning:

"This is a specialty product I brought from home. My mother asked me to bring it. It's not that I can't buy it. It's so annoying."

"My family told me to go home after graduation and take the civil service exam. Someone in the family can help me."

"Ah, I'm only 20 years old! My family arranged a blind date for me, can you believe it?!"

……

Such brazen complaints.

No matter how much they dislike "home" verbally, most of them are very happy when they want to go home during the holidays. For students whose homes are in the nearby area, their parents will even come to pick them up in person.I usually express my feelings through video calls or phone calls with my family, laughing naturally, acting coquettishly, and complaining naturally.

That is to say, in college, Xingqi realized that other people's home is not just a word, a house, but also family members who support them and will always respond to their calls.

But after leaving the university, the annotation of home in Xingqi's dictionary is just a cubicle with only one bed, one table, and one cabinet.

Is this the attic where Mr. Rooster and Mr. Rooster are roommates now?

Xingqi closed her eyes in such a daze, and waited until the detective called her for the second time, she pretended to be just waking up, turned her head and looked out the window, rubbed her eyes, and suppressed the sudden surge of pain. Inexplicably sour.

"It's coming so soon."

"Ah."

It was late at night, and when she was about to go upstairs, Xingqi called the detective.

"Good night, detective."

"Good night, Xingqi."

In the two days after returning from Lu Sheng's old residence, Xingqi had a relatively easy life.

Easy one-finger legs and feet, excluding eyes.

The detective assigned her a new task. She wanted to find passers-by suspected of being Lu Sheng in the surveillance video of nearly 4 T.

It is said that the nearly 4T video was screened by technical foreign aid.

Screening criteria include, but are not limited to, the range of key areas that detectives have passed through, facial recognition, cross-comparison, etc.

In order to speed up the progress of the mission, the detective placed six large-screen monitors in the study and played them at 12x speed.

Because the missing Lu Sheng hated taking pictures and didn't like being exposed to the camera, the four co-consignors of Zhu Zhisheng Studio could provide very little image information, only the head portrait cut from the group photo was still high in pixels, and the others Some of them are either very blurry, or they cannot see their faces.

The photo of Lu Sheng's ID card was taken nine years ago, which is very different from today's, and it is not a good reference.

As for the full-body photos and dynamic videos, the four clients rummaged through their mobile phones and storage space, but couldn't find one, so they couldn't use software for dynamic simulation and capture.

The technical foreign aid is only responsible for dealing with technical problems. She has done this part well, and the assistant is duty-bound to do the rest of the visual recognition work.

Although I got rid of the [-]-kilometer walking survey every day, this work that requires a high degree of concentration is more tiring than walking for a long time.

Xingqi opens her eyes to the vast sea of ​​people every day, and closes her eyes to see people coming and going, and they are still dazzling like meteors at 12 times speed.

She wanted to find a chance to ask the detective what to do if Lu Sheng was still not found after watching the video, or if Lu Sheng had appeared but she missed it.

However, the detective has been elusive these two days. Except for asking about the progress before going out in the morning, the other few communications are through phone calls or text messages.

At noon on Friday, the alarm clock reminded Xingqi that it was time to eat. She picked up the remote control and pressed pause, secretly praying that today would not be a full meal of carrots.

The technical foreign aid who is also a chef in the studio seems to have a soft spot for carrots, and carrots are eaten three times a day.

In the first two days, Xingqi still felt that it was amazing to be able to make so many tricks with carrots. After four or five days, she felt a little physiologically nauseous when she saw the orange color.

Sadly, there was the usual row of brightly colored carrots on the table—carrot juice, sweet and sour shredded carrots, and two roasted carrots with black pepper.

The phone rang, and Xingqi still couldn't swallow all the carrots, and she couldn't swallow the breath she just vomited in time when she answered the phone.

The opposite party caught the exhaust of her sigh, "What's wrong, Xingqi?"

The voice had a kind of drunken gentleness, which sounded strange at first. Xingqi looked at the "detective" on the screen of her mobile phone, and suspected that her elusive boss had used a voice changer, or had really been drinking.

"No...it's nothing." Xingqi forked a shredded carrot into the air and asked, "Can I cook by myself?"

"No." The background sound over there was some kind of percussion instrument, and the detective's response happened to be on the beat of the drum, sonorous and powerful.

Xingqi asked: "Why?"

"First of all, Ha always doesn't like to smell the dishes you cook; secondly, as long as Lin is here, the kitchen is her territory, and outsiders can't come in and out casually."

Xingqi: "?"

Isn't this your home?

Of course, she didn't want to ask this question, she just asked along the way: "Otherwise?"

"Otherwise what?"

"Usually, don't you have to add a price or something." Xingqi poked the roasted carrot, "For example, if I start a small stove myself, what will be the consequences?"

"I probably won't be able to eat the dishes she cooks for a long time."

Xingqi asked excitedly: "Really?"

"..." The detective paused, "Did Lin cook you another carrot feast?"

Xingqi sighed deeply: "Why is your technical foreign aid so keen on carrots?"

"Maybe she thought carrots brightened her eyes."

"Oh, thank you so much." Xingqi said angrily, "I thought I was really a rabbit in her eyes."

The detective laughed, "Check to see if there is my lunch box in the refrigerator."

Xingqi put on the portable earphones and opened the refrigerator.

On the second box, the lunch box with the note "Detective, Friday, lunch" is impressively visible.

The crooked Chinese-English bilingual is obviously from the hands of foreign technical aid.

"open to take a look."

Rose steamed rolls, corn with pine nuts, steamed silver cod, and a cup of matsutake chicken soup that smells fresh even after being cold.

Looking at her own carrot again, Xingqi was very upset.

Chef Lin, who ran away from home, isn't tired of cooking so many dishes for one meal! ?

The phone call ended with the detective saying "I'm eating out at noon", and Xingqi went along with the situation to solve her lunch instead of the detective.

After pouring the carrots into the grinder and putting the tableware into the dishwasher according to the detective's previous instructions, Xingqi suddenly remembered that the call was from the detective.

She hurriedly called back, "Did you have something to explain just now?"

The background sound over there was still rhythmic percussion music. The detective hadn't spoken for a long time, and Xingqi couldn't help beating the drums in her heart.

The detective's routine of putting a bridle on the back of the sugar is very familiar. Generally speaking, the detective's initiative to show favor means that she will have weird instructions next.

really--

"Zhai Liangzhi will come later, you can talk to him."

"Huh?" Xingqi was taken aback, "What about you?"

"I'm busy."

"But……"

The detective seemed to guess what she wanted to say, and said straightly: "Don't worry, put on the earphones later, and I will tell you what to say."

Xingqi still remembers that in the assistant rules written by the detective, it is mentioned that the client is the bread and butter of the studio, and the assistant should care for and comfort the anxious heart of the client with the greatest enthusiasm.

But the code obviously applies only to assistants, not to the detective himself.

Zhai Liangzhi came this time, just like the well-dressed and eloquent future chief referee last time, with an unshaven beard, black eyes, and the smell of cigarettes all over his body.

"What do you mean?" Zhai Liangzhi asked, covering his head and face, "Why didn't I answer the phone or return the message? I paid to find you."

As soon as I opened my mouth, the smell of garlic and snail noodles came to my face.

Xingqi held her breath and put the water on the coffee table, "Mr. Zhai, drink the water first."

Di Liangzhi's lips were chapped, but he picked up his teacup and drank it down in one gulp. At the end, he smacked his lips and said, "More."

Just as Xingqi was about to bend down to pour it for him, the detective said in the headset, "Let him do it himself."

The detective's order took precedence over the client's (halitosis), so Xingqi pointed to the teapot next to her, signaling him to pour it himself.

Zhai Liangzhi didn't have such a big air, he drank half a pot of tea by himself, licked the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his suit, and stretched his neck to look around, "Where's Detective Xia?"

Xingqi paused, polished the detective's "I don't have time to talk to you" in the earphones, and said tactfully: "She has other cases to deal with, so it's not easy to come back, I'm really sorry."

"Oh." Zhai Liangzhi couldn't believe it, "Didn't she miss us on purpose?"

-"Yes."

"You think too much."

Zhai Liangzhi fell back paralyzed, "Little...?"

"Shang." Xingqi reminded thoughtfully.

"Xiao Shang." Zhai Liangzhi scratched his forehead, "Today, the fifth day, do you have any news?"

There was no sound from the detective in the earphones. Xingqi thought about her words and said ambiguously: "We are investigating and monitoring, and it is almost the end. Don't worry."

"How can I not be in a hurry? Yesterday, someone from Group A asked me when the signing time would be fixed, and why I didn't reply to the email. Their company is on holiday late, and they also pay more attention to us."

The detective didn't speak, so Xingqi could only keep smiling and keep silent.

Zhai Liangzhi didn't seem to expect her to respond, "Actually, it's not only Group A that wants to buy our game, but a foreign company also wants to buy the operating rights from us. I only found out about this in the morning."

The detective suddenly said: "Ask him, is it because he contacted the people from Group A that they didn't reply, or because the people from Group A couldn't get in touch with Lu Sheng, so they contacted him."

Xingqi repeated these words.

Zhai Liangzhi put his right thigh on his left thigh, and just after putting it on, he switched positions as if he was not used to it, "I didn't say anything just now, Group A asked us, what's there to lie to you about this kind of thing."

The detective said: "That is, he contacted Group A and was ignored by the other party."

Xingqi felt that this was the detective's judgment, not a conversation, so she didn't repeat it to Zhai Liangzhi.

But in Zhai Liangzhi's eyes, that's not the case at all. He seemed to have noticed something, staring at Xingqi's ear and asking, "Where's Detective Xia?"

"she is not here."

"Then you tell her that there are still two days left, and if no one can be found, we have a reason to withdraw the deposit." Zhai Liangzhi put his hands on his knees, and moved his eyes to Xingqi's chest, "To be honest, I feel that Lu Sheng is carrying something on his back. We've sold the game. I want the detectives to look into it."

"Okay, I'll pass it on to the detectives."

At this point in the conversation, it should have come to an end, Xingqi picked up the teapot and cups.

But Zhai Liangzhi moved closer to Xingqi, his gaze moved up and down: "Xiao Shang, how much is your monthly salary here?"

Without waiting for an answer, he continued, "Our company is recruiting people now. I think you are pretty good, and you know the situation. Our company is now on the rise. Would you consider coming and following me?"

"I'm fine here." Xingqi said politely, "Mr. Zhai, I have to check the surveillance video. Look..."

"Oh, check the monitoring, are you looking for Shengsheng in the monitoring? I know Shengsheng very well, let me check with you."

Xingqi wondered why Zhai Liangzhi was so interested all of a sudden, but there was something annoying in his eyes, she took a step back with the tea tray in her hand, and the detective said coldly through the headset, "Let him go."

The author has something to say: I still want to accompany my children on Valentine's Day.

I overestimated myself, I will make up two updates tomorrow. (deep bow)