[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

Constable Beth sat at his desk, looking depressed.On the table across from him lay his partner, looking like a puddle of mud.

"I still can't believe it's real," said Constable Beth, looking at the maximized Wikipedia page on his computer screen, which featured the life of dancer Victor Nikiforo -- who was clearly a Super genius or something, the long-haired handsome boy on the page is wearing a blue costume, with a carnation garland on his head, smiling so brightly that he seems to be mocking him. "It's certainly not true."

"However, this is true," Police Officer Smith said. He just got a call from his colleagues. After a morning meeting to discuss, all the punishments related to him have been revoked. When he returns to Stuart Town, the chief will personally apologize to him. , he is in a very good mood now.He picked up a muffin from the table. "Not a murderer, just a college professor—kind of boring, I must say, but innocent nonetheless."

"Yeah, innocent," said Constable Stritch, "if he's that innocent, why doesn't he say something?"

"Exactly!" said Constable Beth. "If he had explained earlier, he wouldn't have had to wait until 'the' lady called the chief! I can't believe it!"

"I can't believe you two," said Officer Smith. "Do you two think they didn't explain?"

Constable Stritch had a pensive look on his face.

"No," he said seriously, "I don't remember him having one, what about you Will?"

"I don't think so, either," Constable Beth said. "I mean, how could we possibly lock him up if he had an explanation? So what are we doing, fools?"

"..." Officer Smith wanted to say something, but he held back, "I'm going to see our 'special prisoner'." He said, turned and walked away.

Yuuri felt like he was going crazy.

More than ten hours later, he was still in the interrogation room, but some changes visible to the naked eye had taken place.The handcuffs on his hands have been removed, and the assistant lady even gave him a Nokia with a black and white screen to play Snake. Judging from the time on the phone, he has been in the interrogation room for eighteen hours.

This is going crazy.he thinks.No one came to interrogate him anymore, except for two visits by Assistant Commissioner Rhonda, who brought him two meals (potato sandwiches and crispy macaroni), and a young constable named Nate who came every two hours , and asked him if he wanted to go to the bathroom.

He didn't know where Victor was, or what happened to him, did something happen?Or are the charges against them all dropped?He passed the public cell on his way to the bathroom, and it was empty, so what about his friends?All of this is too overwhelming, he is willing to give everything, as long as he can talk to those two police officers again, he is already wanting to know what happened and thinking about it like crazy.

Something happened, but he didn't know what, and it was too bad.All he could think about was that the charges were dropped and their innocence had been proven, but in that case, why not let them go?If they were still suspects, then the sandwich and crispy macaroni in his stomach might disagree again.

This is so weird - Yuuri clenches his hands together until his knuckles are white, who the hell can tell me what's going on? ? ? ?

As if he heard his inner voice, the door of the interrogation room was opened, and a middle-aged man who looked very familiar walked in. He was tall and tall, and his face with whiskers looked very kind.

"Are you still holding on, kid?" he asked, speaking so brightly that Yuuri recognized him the moment he opened his mouth.

"Officer!" Yuuri stood up abruptly from his chair, he stared dumbfounded at the Stewart town police officer he had coaxed into walking in, he had a long mouth and didn't know how to speak, "I'm sorry...I'm Say...I'm so sorry, I was..."

"It's okay," said Officer Smith. "I brought you dinner—" He put a box on the table that smelled like fried rice with fried rice.

Yuuri looked at him shamelessly, and stood there stupidly.

"Why stand?" said Sergeant Smith. "Sit down. You've got to eat—I couldn't be hungry at all when I was your age."

"Are you here...to divert me?" Yuuri asked in a low voice. He was indeed so hungry that his stomach was growling, and it took physical strength to fight the snake, but he felt that he didn't have the courage to open the box in front of this police officer and eat Special, "I mean, that was all my idea, to cheat you or something, regardless of my friends..."

"I'm afraid he acquiesced the moment he put the coat over his head," said Constable Smith, "and he was your teacher—if your lawyer argues that you were forced, I think there is a big problem. Maybe you'll be exonerated."

Yuuri felt like he was suffocating, lawyer?So is it certain that you will be sued?Inspector Smith looked genial, like an uncle watching over a beloved nephew, so he was unsure again.

"But that was really my idea..." Yuuri said, "It's really none of his business, I mean, I know he's acquiescing, but there's always going to be a master and accomplice... I mean..." He Began to speak incoherently.

"Oh boy, calm down," the officer said, "It's okay, no one is going to take someone to court for telling a little lie, take it easy, I'm kidding you!"

Yuuri took a deep breath.

"What..." he said blankly, "No prosecution?"

"Of course not!" said Sergeant Smith. "I mean, of course there might be some fines, because you two did disturb the peace, but if we took every naughty boy to court, you know How much money is wasted on the country?" He gestures for Yuuri to sit down.

Yuuri sat down, his heart still pounding, and he found himself even more confused.

"But..." he said, if the charges were dropped, why was he still here?Officer Smith pushed the takeout box toward him.

"Eat." He said, "I can't say more, I'm just a foreigner on vacation."

He mentions vacation and Yuuri's face flares up again.

"That..." he said, and Officer Smith stopped him again.

"I heard from your friend," said the officer, "that you went to Stuart to explain when you were planning to go back, and you've been guilty... that's enough for me. Every boy has pride Especially when you know you're innocent and you just want to get rid of the bureaucratic police quickly."

"...I'm sorry." Yuuri muttered, "Really...I just..." He found it very difficult to say, and Officer Smith smiled.

"I understand," he said, blinking, "I was young too, and we all have times when we want to impress 'someone', but promise me, when you want to do it in the future, try to be law-abiding , okay?"

Yuuri's face flushed even more from his understanding.

"I don't want to..." He tried to defend in a low voice, "I'm...he's...me and him..."

"That's where you and I disagree," said Officer Smith. "Anyway...it looks like you won't be able to enjoy your dinner while I'm here, so I'm going."

"Officer!" Yuuri stopped him, summoning up the courage to ask, "What happened...what? When can we leave?"

"Soon," replied the sergeant, "just long enough to teach you a lesson. Good night, lads," he said, and turned away.

Yuuri was left alone in the interrogation room, staring at the box of fried rice that was starting to get cold.

Damn it, eat first and talk later.He unwrapped it and ate it.The hunger subsided, but the worry about Victor did not.He felt his tense nerves relax a little bit, but when he thought of Victor, he tensed up again.

Where is he? Is he okay?With these worries and thoughts in mind, he finished eating, hugged his arms tightly on the chair, and waited for the moment when the final result would come.

胜生勇利被惊醒了，他从桌上拿起那个诺基亚手机看了一眼——“1998年2月14日下午3：34”——推算一下，他在这所审讯室里已经呆了三十个小时了。

He was rubbing his eyes, his whole body ached from being squeezed in the chair overnight, and Constable Stritch stood in front of him with a very unnatural expression on his face, his eyes fixed on the toes of his shoes.

"Your breakfast," he said, throwing a bagel in front of Yuuri, "you can go now." He stepped back, as if waiting for Yuuri to destroy his breakfast.

Yuuri picked up the bagel in surprise—his mind seemed to be still asleep, but his body was already wolfing it down, and it took him 5 minutes to stuff the whole bagel into his belly, all the while Officer Sturridge was sniffling, showing Out of the same embarrassment as Yuuri.

He finished his bagels and followed Stritch out of the interrogation room - they came to the office, the clock on the wall showed it was eight in the morning, the office was empty, and Stritch took Yuuri's belongings - a Mentos mints - give it back to him, then signal that he can leave.

"That's it?" Yuuri asked, "But—Victor—"

"Come on," said Stritch impatiently. "The guy is out fifteen minutes before you—who would have thought he was related to the most respectable lady in the town? Come on, they're waiting." is you."

"Wait a minute—" Yuuri staggered from being pushed, "Who?"

"Lilia, Lilia Baranovskaya—for God's sake!" said Stritch unhappily, "what are you dawdling about?"

There was a buzzing sound in Yuuri's head, he walked dreamily, every step seemed to be on cotton, he staggered to the glass door of the police station.The harsh sunlight in early summer shone on the open space at the door, giving people a burning feeling.Standing in the shadows of the hall, Yuuri felt a momentary sense of fear, and he even wanted to turn back.

Victor was standing there under the sun, leaning against a pink sports car, talking to a woman wearing sunglasses, as if telepathic, he raised his head and met Yuuri's gaze.He stood up straight, with a dazed expression on his face, and ran over.

Yuuri's body seemed to be out of control, his feet stepped out involuntarily, and when he came back to his senses, the automatic door had opened to both sides, and he had already run out, into the sunlight.

Viktor opens his arms and Yuuri lunges at him, hugging him tightly.

God, his temperature is so high.Hotter than sunlight, Yuuri thought.But he didn't want to part the embrace at all.Viktor's breathing was rapid and intermittent in his ears, and Yuuri noticed he was shaking.

"Thank goodness you're alright!" Victor said, "They won't tell me... I... if something happens to..."

"It's okay..." Yuuri whispered, "It's okay..." Victor looked haggard, Yuuri's heart was crinkled, "It's okay... I'm fine..."

I don't know how long it lasted like this, Yuuri just felt that it was not enough, so Victor let go of his arm and looked him up and down carefully.

Yuuri thought he was on the verge of tears.

"I'm fine!" he said quickly, "really... please don't be sad... are you okay? What happened? How do we..."

Viktor just stared at him without saying a word, after a while, Yuuri felt the top of his head was almost being scorched by the sun, so he smiled and sniffed.

"I can explain it," he said, "It's... a long story." He took Yuuri's hand and walked up to the pink sports car, where the woman in the sunglasses had already taken them off, Showing her iconic high cheekbones, and those eagle-like sharp eyes.

Lilia Baranovskaya herself, watching him calmly, looked very different from the photographs he had seen—she looked sharper, more determined, and more elusive.

"Last time I saw you, you were a diaper-wearing meatball," she said. "Minako and Victor taught you well."

Yuuri looked at her in astonishment, an uncontrollable tremor rose from inside his body, Viktor seemed to notice it, he clenched the hand holding Yuuri.Yuuri looked at Lilia, then turned his dull eyes to Victor—they were not related by blood, but they gave off a very similar feeling: proud, elegant, and not ordinary.

He was in a trance.

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