Zhou Song didn't care that he said a bad word, but was very satisfied with his reaction and asked with a smile: "Does it look good? I dyed it specially for you."
Han Feilu stared at him for a long time, until a taxi that was about to stop to pick up passengers honked its horn, and he turned around and walked into the street. Zhou Song followed him, pestering him to ask whether he was satisfied with his performance or not.
new hair style.
Han Feilu was tensed by his question. He turned his head and stared at him for a while. He suddenly smiled and said, "It's very spicy."
Zhou Song didn't expect that he would react like this. He originally wanted to see Han Feilu jumping up and down to scold someone in order to irritate Han Feilu, but Han Feilu not only didn't irritate him, but he quickly accepted it. The situation was completely out of control.
Zhou Song developed in the preset direction, but Zhou Song was caught off guard.
Liu Jie's food stall is located on a street in the night market. This street is the most lively and smoky place at night. There are open-air tables and chairs on both sides of the road. It's dark and the flow of customers is like a waterfall.
Among the crowded diners, two tables were pushed into one, and eight or nine plainclothes policemen were sitting at the table. Mu Xuecheng put on hot pants and a vest, put on light makeup, and chatted with policewoman Xiao Zhao.
, but there was Gu Hai between them, and both of Gu Hai's ears were being attacked by sound waves, like an old monk in trance, sitting motionless on his chair. In fact, he wanted to change positions several times, but as soon as he raised his buttocks, he was stopped by Mu
Xue Cheng hugged her arms and pulled her back. Mu Xuecheng deliberately squeezed her throat and muttered: "Brother Hai, don't leave. Come and have a chat with us."
Gu Hai nodded, then let out a long sigh and continued to listen to Mu Xuecheng's words with a numb expression.
Qi Tianlei both sympathized with and envied Gu Hai: "Xiao Mu, let Dahai go. If you have anything to say to brother, I don't mind your quarrel."
Mu Xuecheng hugged Gu Hai's arm tighter: "Fuck you uncle, I won't make any noise, I'm more gentle than a quail. Brother Hai, don't you think so? Brother Hai?"
Gu Hai raised his sleeve and wiped his sweat, "Yes."
Mu Xuecheng clinked glasses with him happily, and drank a large glass of beer. As soon as she saw Han Feilu coming back, she put down the glass and shouted: "Boss, the apple juice I want?"
Huh? Who is next to you? Wow, wow, is it Zhou Song?! Oh my god, oh my god! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
Gu Hai rolled his eyes upwards, wanting to faint.
The table was almost full, and only two adjacent chairs were empty. Han Feilu first pulled the relatively clean plastic chair back, then sat down on another chair and said, "There are no shops on this street. I
Where can I buy you apple juice?"
Zhou Song walked over and sat next to Han Feilu, and smiled at the police: "Hello."
Most of the police officers were familiar with Zhou Song and greeted him warmly.
Mu Xuecheng bared her teeth and claws in excitement: "Is your hair real? It's so beautiful! You look like a dummy in a CG animation now! Can I take a photo with you? Please, please!"
Zhou Song smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Zhou Song became a photo spot. The two girls pushed Han Feilu aside and happily took a few photos with Zhou Song. Several male creatures also came to join in the fun, putting their arms around Zhou Song's shoulders, posing as brothers.
Good posture. Zhou Song was not used to intimate physical contact, but considering that they were all colleagues of Han Feilu, they all cooperated.
While these people were messing around taking pictures, Han Feilu came into the store and brought out a few plates of cold dishes and opened a beer. After they finished making trouble, the skewers were also served. Han Feilu ordered dishes very generously, including all kinds of meat.
The whole table was filled with vegetarian skewers, but two plates of bright orange-red crayfish still stole the show.
When the food was full, Han Feilu took a glass first to celebrate the resolution of the major case and to reward his hard-working subordinates. Before clinking the glasses, he also stuffed a wine glass into Zhou Song's hand: "You also contributed a lot, so do I."
Respect you."
Zhou Song clinked the bells of everyone's wine glasses together, and when he was drinking, he realized that what Han Feilu poured for him was not beer, but a cup of herbal tea that looked like beer. He took two sips of tea and glanced at Han Feilu along the rim of the cup.
Feilu saw that he was holding a whole bottle. Qi Tianlei and others were shouting and making noises.
Han Feilu drank a bottle in one go, put the bottle down, and said: "Don't drink it to anyone today. If you want to drink it, drink it if you don't want to drink it. Let's eat."
Zhou Song found that these policemen did not have a particularly strict distinction between superiors and subordinates, at least not at tonight's dinner table. The disgusting wine table culture was nowhere to be found on this wine table, and wine became their meal.
Not the protagonist. Such an atmosphere is rare.
Han Feilu brought him a handful of meat skewers and said, "The beef tendon grilled here is good, you can try it."
Zhou Song couldn't pick out which skewer was beef tendon, so he took a random skewer and bit off a piece of meat: "It's a bit spicy."
Han Feilu glanced at him and said with a smile: "Hotter than you?"
Zhou Song ate a skewer of meat without saying a word, put down the stick, took out a paper towel and wiped his hands and said, "It seems you are very satisfied with my new look."
Han Feilu: "I know you want to antagonize me. Considering how hard you work, I can't antagonize you. Take off your coat, isn't it hot?"
It is indeed very hot, especially in places with many people.
Zhou Song took off his suit jacket and put it on the back of the chair, unbuttoned his shirt, stretched out his oily hands to get the crayfish: "How do you peel this thing?"
Han Feilu: "Have you never eaten crayfish?"
Zhou Song: "I've eaten its meat before, but this is the first time I've seen its shell."
He took the crayfish away from Zhou Song's hand and demonstrated with his own hands how to peel the lobster shells. Zhou Song said simply, but before he could peel two of them, he was pricked on his finger by the crayfish pliers. Fortunately, he was wearing disposable gloves and the skin was peeled off.
It didn't get punctured. He frowned and immediately dropped the lobster and said, "Trouble, I won't eat it."
Mu Xuecheng was acquainted with others. She obviously didn't have a good relationship with Zhou Song that she could talk freely, but she insisted on chatting with Zhou Song. She chatted by herself, leaving no chance for Zhou Song to speak. She spoke.
It is extremely divergent, and the topic turns to Shao Yang, who was arrested.
Mu Xuecheng: "Shao Yang is such a bad person. People say that even when a person is about to die, he speaks kindly. He wants to bite someone even before he dies. How can he be a human? He is clearly a venomous snake!"
Gu Hai had been eating silently until he heard this and interrupted: "Actually, there is no evidence to prove that Lan Zhaolin killed Song Caiyun."
Mu Xuecheng: "If there was evidence, we wouldn't have arrested him long ago."
Gu Hai: "I mean, we can't infer guilt. Until conclusive objective evidence is found, anyone may be innocent."
Mu Xuecheng: "But our boss said that Lan Zhaolin killed the person. I believe in the boss's judgment."
For a moment, everyone looked at Han Feilu, as if waiting for him to say something.
Han Feilu peeled the crayfish in silence for a while, and gradually piled the lobster shells into two piles, and then said: "If you want to work overtime, I will take you back to the unit later, and I will also provide breakfast for tomorrow."
Everyone laughed and changed the subject, dropping the matter and not mentioning it again.
Zhou Song took a few skewers of roasted potatoes and eggplants, and put the eggplants and potatoes on the plate piece by piece: "What is your judgment on Lan Zhaolin?"
Han Feilu said: "I don't even judge you, so how can I judge him?"
Zhou Song glanced at him sideways: "If you compare me to him, you might as well compare me to Shao Yang."
Han Feilu smiled unhappily: "I wasn't good at primary school mathematics, and I forgot all about analogical reasoning."
The potatoes and eggplants that were put on the plate were roasted and shiny, and they were brushed with thick sauce, which made people very appetizing. But Zhou Song looked at them and suddenly felt sick in his stomach: "The only thing I don't hate about you is you
If you have anything to say, say it directly.”
Han Feilu frowned. He wanted to say something but held back. He peeled off a few more lobsters before saying, "The only thing I hate about you is that you hurt others with your words."
Zhou Song regretted that he had been overly defensive for a while and said too much to Han Feilu. He knew that he was sensitive, suspicious, and venomous in his words. Whenever he noticed that he was questioned or offended at all, he would hurt himself mercilessly.
People who can be harmed.
He regretted it, but he was never good at introspection and apology, so he pulled his chair back, stood up and left.
Mu Xuecheng: "Hey? Zhou Song, why are you going? Boss, why is he gone?"
Han Feilu said nothing. After peeling the lobster in his hand, he took off his gloves and took out his mobile phone to send a WeChat message to Zhou Song: Come back.
After sending the message, he put his phone on the table, put on his gloves and continued peeling the lobster. But Zhou Song never replied, and the phone screen gradually turned off.
About ten minutes later, Zhou Song came back carrying a heavy shopping bag.
Mu Xuecheng asked him: "Why did you go?"
Zhou Song smiled and said: "I bought drinks for everyone. This is the apple juice you asked for just now."
The shopping bag was full of drinks, as well as a few ice creams just taken out of the freezer. Zhou Song kept one cone for himself, and everyone else divided up the rest. He was still sitting next to Han Feilu, but Han Fei
Lu pretended not to see him and only focused on the lobster in his hand.
Zhou Song tore off the wrapping paper on the cone, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to Han Feilu: "Would you like ice cream?"
Han Feilu glanced at the cone he handed over and asked, "Why don't you reply to my message?"
Zhou Song pretended to be stupid: "Did you send me a message? I didn't see it."
Han Feilu took off his disposable gloves and threw them into the trash can: "If you don't reply to my message for more than three minutes, I will suspect that you are dead."
Zhou Song immediately wanted to throw the cone and feed it to the dog.
Han Feilu placed a plate of peeled crayfish meat in front of Zhou Song, and then took the cone from Zhou Song's hand. Zhou Song was a little confused looking at the plate of peeled lobster meat in front of him. He thought Han Feilu
The heron peeled it for himself, but he didn't expect it to be peeled for him to eat.
Han Feilu threw him a plate of lobster meat and ignored him. He drank and chatted with Gu Hai and others, talking and laughing, as if he had not had any minor disagreements with Zhou Song just now.
Zhou Song put some cold yellow noodles on the plate and made a homemade plate of crayfish noodles. While eating the noodles, he listened to Han Feilu chatting with others. As he listened, he noticed a few people standing on the roadside. How many people were there?
There were a man and two young girls. The two girls were wearing sexy suspender skirts, their figures were swaying, and they were being carried forward by several men. They were obviously drunk.
He was wondering if those men and the two drunk women were companions when he saw two men wearing shirts, trousers and suit vests running over and catching up with the group. One of them turned out to be Qin Xiao.
Qin Xiao smiled and said something to the men, trying to take the drunk girl back, but the men insisted on taking the girl away, hugging the girl and not letting go, and even pushed Qin Xiao rudely
Qin Xiao seemed to be unwilling to offend them, still talking and laughing, but refused to let them take the drunk girl away.
After pulling back and forth like this for several times, several men became angry. One of the strong men slapped Qin Xiao on the face. Qin Xiao staggered two steps, and the expression on his face immediately changed. He unbuttoned his suit and vest and was about to fight with them.
, but was stopped by colleagues.
Seeing that a conflict was about to break out between them, Zhou Song bumped Han Feilu's arm and motioned Han Feilu to look towards the roadside. After watching for a few seconds, Han Feilu made a rough judgment and led the people to the ground.
It's past.
Gu Hai and others blocked the way of those men, Qi Tianlei squeezed in the middle and blocked the way: "What's going on with you? If you have something to say, don't do anything!"
The strong man stood in front of Qi Tianlei, almost touching Qi Tianlei's nose, and said angrily: "Don't meddle in other people's business, get out of here!"
Han Feilu grabbed the strong man's shoulder and pulled him back. The strong man was almost pulled down, and he was about to hit someone with his fist. Han Feilu took a step back to avoid it, and shouted: "We are the police! Let me see who among you.
Dare to attack the police!"
This group was already defeated in terms of numbers and momentum, and they were even more frightened when they heard Han Feilu say that he was a policeman. So they left the two drunk girls alone and left in despair.
Qin Xiao and his colleagues supported the two girls, and Han Feilu asked him his name and his ID card.
Qin Xiao took out his ID card from his pocket and handed it to Han Feilu, explaining: "I am the concierge at the Crystal Palace nightclub in front of me, and these two girls are our colleagues."
Han Feilu looked at his ID card and then at him: "Do you know those people just now?"
Qin Xiao: "I know them. They are regular customers. They got our girl drunk and brought her out while we were not paying attention."
Both girls had employee tags hanging around their necks, with their own photos on them, and their job title was 'wine sales.' Qin Xiao also wore a name tag on his chest. He belonged to the concierge department, but he actually did security work.
After confirming their identities, Han Feilu motioned to Gu Hai and others to get out of the way and said: "Your store needs to strengthen management. If you just let a few bastards bring the girls out casually, how can their safety be guaranteed?"
Qin Xiao: "Yes, yes, policeman, you are right. I will report it to our manager when I get back. Thank you to the brothers for your help today. We will definitely strengthen management in the future."
He and his colleagues walked back with the two girls on their hands, and it wasn't until they walked out of the police circle that they found someone standing on the roadside. Qin Xiao looked at him again and again before he dared to recognize him: "Zhou Song?"
Zhou Song pointed to the shirt and suit vest he was wearing, and said with a smile: "It suits you very well."
The girl leaning on him felt dizzy and wanted to vomit. He quickly looked for a trash can on the side of the road. Before he could find it, the girl suddenly pushed him away and ran forward. He quickly chased after her and shouted back.
: "I'm leaving now, I'll call you later!"
Han Feilu walked over, put his arm around Zhou Song's shoulders, and asked, "Do you know him?"
Zhou Song pushed his arm away and turned around to go back to the barbecue restaurant. One after another, a group of people returned to the table and sat back down. They continued eating and chatting, and the topic kept pace with the times, condemning those bastards with ulterior motives.
As soon as Zhou Song sat down, he received Qin Xiao's WeChat message. He took his mobile phone and exchanged messages with Qin Xiao, and they went back and forth for a while.
Han Feilu deliberately leaned back into the chair and peeked at the screen of his mobile phone while drinking, and found that he was chatting with the person marked as 'Qin Xiao'. As expected, it was the same Qin Xiao just now.
After chatting with Qin Xiao, Zhou Song put down his phone and said, "I called a friend."
Han Feilu asked knowingly: "Who?"
Zhou Song: "Qin Xiao, you just met him."
Han Feilu: "I know, I asked him who he was."
Zhou Song stopped his chopsticks and looked back at him, as if looking at a fool: "He is Qin Xiao."
Han Feilu: "...are you playing this trick with me?"
Zhou Song smiled faintly and picked up a chopstick of noodles, but did not put it into his mouth: "He is Fang Lei, Fang Yaqing's son."
Han Feilu was stunned: "What did you say?"
Zhou Song put down his chopsticks and fell into the back of the chair. He took the wine glass from Han Feilu's hand and took his first sip of beer tonight. "Fang Lei was trafficked fifteen years ago and just came back half a month ago. He
Now his name is not Fang Lei, but Qin Xiao, which is the name given to him by his adoptive parents."
This sentence was very short, but it contained a huge amount of information. Han Feilu digested it for a while, and sighed: "I thought I would never find any news about him."
Zhou Song said: "I think so too."
Han Feilu: "How did you get in touch with him?"
Zhou Song paused for a moment and said, "He still remembers me."
Han Feilu's eyes changed. He remembered the scene when Liu Qian stopped Zhou Song in the basement, and what Liu Qian had said. At that time, Zhou Song denied that he knew Fang Lei. Later, he found out that Zhou Song and Fang Lei were once
He was a classmate with whom he had a very good relationship. He had questioned Zhou Song, but Zhou Song had always denied it. It was not that he had never doubted it. In fact, he still has doubts in his mind.
Han Feilu asked: "Then do you remember him?"
Zhou Song said: "I didn't remember it at first, but then I remembered it when I saw him."
This sentence is not difficult to understand, but Han Feilu couldn't understand it: "Why didn't you remember it before?"
Zhou Song lowered his head slightly and looked down dimly, his expression suddenly becoming confused: "I don't know. But I really can't remember."
Seeing his appearance, Han Feilu couldn't bear to ask any more questions and called the waiter to add more dishes.
Qin Xiao came quickly, changed out of his work clothes and put on his own short-sleeved shirt and jeans. His tall and strong figure stood out in the crowd, so Han Feilu saw him at a glance and said to Zhou Song: "Your
A good friend has arrived."
Zhou Song waved to him, and he walked over quickly, saying hello to Gu Hai and others before sitting down on the chair brought by Gu Hai, just opposite Zhou Song and Han Feilu. He hung out in the nightclub for a long time.
, he has a good ability to get both sides of the situation, he is humble and alert, and he is very popular with people.
He held Han Feilu's hand and said with a smile: "Hello, brother, I didn't have time to introduce myself just now. My name is Qin Xiao, and I am Zhou Song's friend."
Han Feilu said: "You're welcome, my surname is Han, Han Feilu."
Qin Xiao: "Brother Han, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Han Feilu gave him the menu and asked him to order. He ordered a plate of cold dishes and put down the menu. Every move he made showed that he was very polite and measured.
Zhou Song picked up a plate of untouched barbecue and put it in front of him: "Do you work nearby?"
Qin Xiao said thank you: "Yes, the Crystal Palace on West Ring Road."
Zhou Song found him another clean cup and poured him a cup of herbal tea: "Is your workplace far from here during the day?"
Qin Xiao: "It's not far, just ten minutes' walk there. Have you been to Shanda Car Wash?"
Zhou Song: "I don't drive, so why go to the car wash?"
Qin Xiao smiled naively: "Yes, I forgot that you don't drive. Why don't you get a driver's license?"
Zhou Song: “I don’t want to take the exam, I’m not interested.”
Qin Xiao patted his chest: "Then if you need a driver, find me."
Zhou Song smiled and said, "Okay, I'll find you."
The two of them chatted happily and were very selfless. Zhou Song also took great care of Qin Xiao and personally poured him tea and water. This treatment was truly unique.
Han Feilu was watching from the side, unable to get in a word, but Qin Xiao took the initiative to talk to him: "Brother Han, thank you for your help just now, otherwise I would have offended an old customer."
Han Feilu: "It's up to you to fight them to the police station."
Qin Xiao smiled and said: "That's what I say, but I'm alone outside, and I won't cause trouble if I can. But if trouble does happen, I won't hide."
He was not old, but he was able to relax and retract. Han Feilu admired him spontaneously, so he picked up the cup. Qin Xiao quickly drank the tea and poured himself a glass of beer.
He smiled and said, "Brother Han, you can decide, I will do it."
He drank a drink and when he was about to add more wine, he was stopped by Han Feilu. Han Feilu said: "Stop drinking. I just heard you talking. You have to go to work during the day."
Qin Xiao put down the wine bottle obediently and said with a smile: "Okay, then just listen to Brother Han."
Han Feilu took out his cigarette case and lighter, first handed him a cigarette, and then asked while holding a cigarette: "Did you just say that you were alone in Yucheng?"
Qin Xiao: "Yes."
Han Feilu opened the lighter cap, lit a fire, raised his head and blew out a puff of smoke: "Why don't you go home?"
Qin Xiao: "Go home? My home is not in Yucheng."
Han Feilu: "I'm talking about going back to your biological parents' home."
Qin Xiao was stunned.
Through the hazy white smoke, Han Feilu looked at his face and said: "I handled Fang Yaqing's case."
Qin Xiao was embarrassed and at a loss, so he forced a smile and said, "I've heard of it."
Han Feilu: "Have you heard of anything?"
Aggressiveness was Han Feilu's style during interrogation, but now he was using it on Qin Xiao. Zhou Song was a little surprised. He looked at Han Feilu, wondering what Han Feilu meant.
Qin Xiao: "I've heard of Fang Yaqing's case."
He called Fang Yaqing by his first name, which seemed to explain a lot of things. Han Feilu said: "He is your father, don't you admit it?"
Qin Xiao smiled bitterly: "I was too young when I left home. I only know that my adoptive parents bought me from a trafficker. I have forgotten all the memories of my biological parents."
Han Feilu: "Then how do you know you are Fang Lei?"
After hearing this, Zhou Song realized that Han Feilu was doubting Qin Xiao's identity. The professional suspicion of a policeman made Han Feilu not trust anyone, especially Fang Lei, who had a sensitive identity.
Qin Xiao looked at Zhou Song and said, "I remember Zhou Song. My adoptive mother told me other things. When I was first adopted, I could tell the names and home addresses of my biological parents, and she wrote them down.
She was diagnosed with liver cancer three months ago and asked me to come to Yucheng to find my biological parents."
Han Feilu: "So you came back to look for relatives?"
Qin Xiao: "No, I just want to work and treat my mother's illness."
Han Feilu rubbed the cigarette in his hand and looked at him with bottomless eyes: "Your father is currently detained in the detention center. I can take you to see him."
Qin Xiao felt some pressure in his strong gaze, lowered his head to avoid his eyes, and said: "I can't see him...it doesn't seem to make any sense."
Han Feilu raised one corner of his lips and smiled lightly: "You are his son, how can it be meaningless?"
Zhou Song actually disapproved of Qin Xiao going to see Fang Yaqing. Just as he didn't want to see Chi Chenguang again, Qin Xiao definitely didn't want to see his biological father who had committed a crime. He wanted to reject Han Feilu on Qin Xiao's behalf, but he hadn't yet
Before he had time to speak, Han Feilu seemed to notice his actions and glanced sideways at him. This look was very meaningful, serious and sharp, as if to say: Don't interfere.
Zhou Song compromised in front of him for the first time.
Seeing that Qin Xiao was still hesitant, Han Feilu lobbied again: "Fang Yaqing will be sentenced to death. Before he goes to court, if he can see his long-lost son, he will die without regrets."
Qin Xiao couldn't shirk anymore, so he nodded: "Okay."
Han Feilu smiled and said: "Contact me whenever you are free in the past two days, and I will take you to see him."
Qin Xiao: "Then I'll trouble Brother Han."
Han Feilu said again: "Go to the detachment to find me tomorrow and collect blood samples and personal information for you."
Qin Xiao looked puzzled: "Why is this?"
Han Feilu: "Let me do a paternity test for you and Fang Yaqing."
Even though Qin Xiao has a good temper and is used to being a lowly person, he darkened his face slightly after hearing this and said, "Brother Han suspects that I am lying?"
Han Feilu smiled and said: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to be responsible for Fang Yaqing, and I also want to be responsible for you. I also want to be foolproof."
Qin Xiao felt that he was already a tactful person, and it was the first time today that he met someone who was more tactful than him. Han Feilu said what he said was sensible and reasonable, and he couldn't refuse: "Okay, I will go find you tomorrow."
Han Feilu asked for his number, gave him his contact information, and said, "Call me when you arrive tomorrow."
The meal was a feast, some were happy and some were depressed. The policemen dispersed, and Han Feilu went to pay the bill. Zhou Song and Qin Xiao stood on the roadside. Zhou Song saw that his face was not good, so he said: "Don't
Doubtful, Han Feilu is used to being rigorous in his work. He is a policeman and he relies on truth and evidence in everything he does. He would do the same thing if this happened to anyone."
Qin Xiao smiled and said: "I didn't worry too much. It was just my first time dealing with the police. I felt like he was interrogating a thief when he questioned me just now. Are you familiar with him?"
Zhou Song looked at Han Feilu who was standing in the room checking the menu with the boss, thought for a moment, and then nodded.
Han Feilu paid the bill, came over with an unfinished bottle of green tea, and asked Qin Xiao: "What are you doing?"
Qin Xiao: "I live nearby, just walk back."
Han Feilu: "Slow down on the road, you just drank a lot."
As he said that, he raised his arm and waved to Zhou Song. Zhou Song walked over, and Han Feilu put his hand on Zhou Song's shoulder and hugged Zhou Song, saying: "We are leaving. Call me at the detachment tomorrow."
Qin Xiao stood on the sidewalk and watched them until their backs disappeared at the corner of the street, then stopped a taxi. The taxi got into the sea of traffic and disappeared in an instant.