Hidden Assassin

Huagai followed, and this New Year's Eve was not a good year for Mu Qing Qing.

After that false alarm the night before yesterday, the mouse's body was discovered by the people on Xiao Ke's side, as if to show that something such as internal molestation had happened to this criminal group, and the possibility of retaliation against her was greatly increased. According to the general law, at this time, it was often easiest to spot each other's trail, whether it was retaliation or flight, always left a little trace of the horse, however, over the past two days, a group of silver tigers had evaporated like human beings, and some clues that could have been tacitly touched had been broken in the air and disappeared without a trace.

The case can't be solved, New Year's Eve is here again, the big guy is on vacation, she is like a child abandoned in the street, her heart is empty and gone. In fact, it wasn't mainly for the case, she didn't have many friends here. Everyone left in the morning. She didn't know where to go, so she went home to watch a TV show. So all afternoon, she sat in an empty office and took care of the case a few more times.

In fact, the entire public security bureau is certainly not empty, but it is not a system at this time and she was unfamiliar before. At this time, it doesn't matter when people get together to play cards together. To be honest, it is necessary to have perseverance. Especially on such days, there is no need for others to find themselves in the mood of being a stranger in a foreign country alone - quite a small amount of money.

So he was happy to tidy up the file in the office until 5: 30, called his family and a few friends to say hello to Gabriel, then drove away. He looked at the food market when he walked past the crossroads everyday. Under the gradual darkening of the sky, there were basically no people on the street, and all the households lit up, and the trolley selling sugar and fried chestnuts was still parked in the snow.

Should I call him back...

Such a thought flashed in her head, she shook her head and stepped on the throttle to leave. Even if she ran over and said so, most of the time, she said that if she pushed his car away, she would still risk being struck by a shovel. It was too difficult to meet him when he was a little normal and able to communicate.

The night before yesterday, after listening to the other person's sudden opening speech, the first thing she asked after slight hesitation was the other person's name, which was definitely still effective. After listening to her interrogation, the fool hesitated for a while at the door of the bedroom, rubbing his forehead with his hand before saying three words with some dullness, but after that, no matter what he asked, the other person did not respond and went back to that contemplative place, but at least it proved that the other person was not actually stupid, but should be some kind of mental illness caused by a headache.

When I think about it, the name is simple and ordinary to the extreme. The whole of China doesn't know how many people are called... Gu Jiaming... no wonder I feel familiar when I hear it. I think I've heard people called it before...

I went home, changed clothes, and took the same kind of meat and vegetables I had already accumulated from the fridge. In New Year's Eve, it would be ideal to have a small hot pot on your own, but the problem is that it doesn't make a small hot pot stove, you can only do it. Watch TV and other dishes in the dark, wash dishes, and then put the chopping board on the coffee table and chop it up. Until spring and evening when the gong starts, all kinds of things will be ready. A small bowl will be loaded, and it will make you feel pleasant to watch. In her experience, the spring and evening entertainment will be at the back, and the food will be cooked just right.

Then, the headlines really came all night...

Turning on the gas, igniting it, putting oil in the pan before it burned, she frowned, up and down the puppy smelled everywhere, the gas stove had been useless for a long time, the plastic pipe leaked gas, looking at the small bowl filled in the kitchen, she looked silly at the time.

It was a great night, I don't know if it would work with plastic tape...

It's hard to describe her mood, she was busy in the kitchen, then some helplessly went back to the living room to watch TV, watched the noodles and ham sausage placed on the coffee table, the show in the spring and evening seemed to get more and more silly, went to take a bath at almost 8: 30, then got dressed and went out with a big bag of potato chips in her arms - she decided anyway, she'd rather starve than eat something blistering tonight...

If you drive to the city, there seem to be several hotels hosting New Year's Eve parties, but even if you have money, if one goes to eat that kind of food, isn't it even sillier, she carries potato chips, that's how she walks in the neighboring neighborhood, where the snow accumulates in the street, the street lights lit up the speckles of trees, the colour alternating in the sky, the fireworks are constant, you can see a group of children throwing fireworks on the side of the road, just like this one person walks on the streets where fireworks rise, but there is quite a few MTV characters, often that kind of romantic love story, you can only comfort yourself in your heart at the moment, there is not much feeling of hunger, the more potato chips eat, the more you feel the stomach starts to empty.

Turning a few blocks, a drop of cold rain struck her nose, the sky began to rain, she wrapped her coat tight and quickly ran under the roof not far away. The rain is not very heavy, but it doesn't seem to stop for a moment and a half. Running back like this will make the broiled chicken. This is when I really have a feeling of helplessness coming up from the bottom of my heart, New Year's...

Running along the roof, stopping and turning to the next street, the light of the trolley in the distance lit up on the corner of the vegetable market. She burst into the past with a bunch of coats, her head down, banged on the trolley, and told Gu Jiaming's man to sit in the back looking up at the fireworks and glanced at him slightly.

“Whoops, you're the only one who would buy chestnuts here. ”

“How much? ”

“Whatever, I can't tell if you're confused or awake..."

The roof of the trolley could cover the rain. She walked inside and the other side was sitting on a raised wooden box. At this time, she was loading chestnuts into a paper bag. Mu Qing used to beat the wooden box to the side and sat down in half. Then she shot the other half, indicating that there was still room for him to sit.

Chestnut was named, collect the money, he stood there and looked at her for a moment, sitting on the other side of the crate, Mu Qingqing backed and stared at him: “I am homeless now. ”

“The gas pipe in my house is broken, I don't even have a stove, I can't cook, I run out and it rains again, it's really... One of the most desolate New Year's Eve, I'm still talking to you like a fool, I don't know if you're listening...”

Holding on to the mumps, Mu Qing was eating while he said something helplessly. When he turned around, he found that the other party was just looking up at the fireworks. The look was a feeling of memory. He sighed slightly, so much so that he started talking again.

“I remember you used to keep your head down... However, I know the person responsible for putting this fireworks. Oh, he has a relative in the city, it doesn't matter, put this fireworks in the city every year, hundreds of thousands, do a vote and rest the whole year. He invited a bunch of people to dinner a year ago, I also went there... well, there is a fish fin smell good...”

It rained and the street looked even colder. Only two people sat on the box next to the trolley. Perhaps because they wouldn't even listen to each other, Mu Qing Qing ate chestnuts, sporadically said a few words, and talked about some messy things. For example, teasing a sister when she was a kid, a boyfriend she had once had a relationship with later changed her mind. Yujiang was actually framed. This kind of thing, in this kind of night, two people turned their backs and drowned in the fireworks and fine rain...

Still, the stall closed at 10: 00 on time. The two men pushed the trolley through a shadowy street. When they returned to the front of the building, Muqing wanted to bring up the stove in the trolley. He tried several times without success. In the end, Jiaming brought it into the room. Thus, the fire was raised. Muqing began to stir fry vegetables in the living room, and he cut chestnuts next to him, with spring and evening on TV.

“Anyway... it's finally been a year...”

The first dish came out of the pot, she was happy, but the second dish was scorched, and the third dish was obtained. This reminded me that the chili powder had not been taken out in the kitchen, and I rushed into the kitchen to find it. For a while, I rushed out of the kitchen, and the flame rose in front of me, and the dishes in the pot were thrown up smoothly. The man named Gu Jiaming held the shovel and stretched his right hand towards her.

After a slight standstill, she passed the chili powder in her hand. In the time that followed, she watched a dish coming out of the pot, and the room smelled like a fragrance. Although she prepared all the dishes and ingredients, she couldn't help it because of poor communication.

“No way, you used to be a chef when you got sick...”

Though unbelievable, shortly afterwards a rich table of dishes really came before her, at least much richer than she had originally imagined, at a time when she hated herself for eating so many chips and sugar fried chestnuts. Two beers were removed from the refrigerator, and she handed one to the man who had to cut chestnuts after brushing the pan, then dragged him to the couch and tried to draw.

“Eat with me. ”

I finally convinced him to pick up the chopsticks. Mu Qing consciously grabbed some of the communication tricks. To wait for him to speak soberly, he naturally had to take his luck, but just push him to a certain position and hold on for a while, he would do something naturally. She estimated that this person was really a cook before, otherwise how could he shovel the pan so smoothly?

Towards midnight, spring and evening were near the end. A few showcases were often also put here. Mu Qing watched while drinking beer. She was confused at this time. She drank a few bottles of beer and occasionally asked the man around her a question with a smile: “You must have been a chef before...”

“Or want to be a chef...”

“I don't know where you are from...”

“It can't be the memory loss caused by a car accident or something. I used to read in the paper that some veterans even have bullets in their heads. I haven't felt them for decades. It's just an occasional headache. Would you be the same...”

“I didn't ask where you were from that day, Gu Jiaming... I think I should find out sometime for you...”

“Perhaps you still have family, parents, relatives, friends, girlfriends... uh, but look at you being silly and not very handsome. If you don't talk, you can't have a girlfriend... if you don't like it, just say something...”

“Uh, what happened to you...”

Speaking of a few intoxicating words, she suddenly realized that the man around her was shaking slightly, and the blood vessels on his forehead were like swelling up, and he started sweating, “Wow," and the canister in his hand was suddenly pinched into a bunch, and the beer sprayed out.

“What's the matter with you... it's an illness... I'll get you a painkiller...”

“Knock... knock...” That was the sound of a teeth tremor. Just as Mu Qing stood up, he also slightly trembled and stood up. Easy to pull the can off the floor, his hands covered his sweaty forehead, then Mu Qing watched as he painstakingly turned over the couch and walked to the bedroom step by step.

“Hello…”

After screaming a few times, of course there was no reaction. Mu Qing ran back to the bedroom, found medicine from the medicine box, took the hot water and ran over. This found that the man had shrunk at the corner of the bedroom, held his forehead with both hands, and suffered severe pain. She rushed over to try to feed the medicine. However, the arm was as strong as a rock. She was a trained female policeman, and her strength was not weak among male policemen, but at this time she could not move at all...

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She didn't sleep well that night.

The man's sudden pain lasted about a minute, and the medicine failed to feed him, and it actually didn't work, and it was estimated to be in between. Like the one upstairs, after suffering, he washed his face and went to bed quietly. At this time, the spring and evening shows are over. All kinds of things in the living room are lame. Mu Qing is not in the mood to clean up at this time, so it is simply to go to bed.

The effect of alcohol quickly led her to the Dreamland, but soon afterwards, the sleep was shallow, confused seemed to hear some slight noise, as if she woke up once, then fell into the Dreamland, when she opened her eyes again, look at the alarm clock, it was only 4: 30 am, her tongue was dry, she struggled in bed for a while, finally climbed up.

Opening the bedroom door, the street lamp reflected the light on the snow, coming in through the window, silver and silver, the living room has been completely restored to neatness, the dish bowls and ingredients have been packed up, the spatula and even the furnace have disappeared, the man named Gu Jiaming sat by the window and looked out of the window without moving. She walked over quietly, squatting beside him, looking at the side face.

“I'll take you to the hospital sometime, okay? ”

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The power went out yesterday, said that the branches had broken the wires or something. This morning it was just over a thousand words. It stopped. I went outside and said that the power went out and cut off all the branches. I was so depressed, I went to the supermarket in the morning, I picked the right clothes, I bought two sets of the same, sort of solved the problem of summer clothes, went home, when I opened the door, I didn't find a call, I walked to the computer, the water dispenser outside suddenly rang a little "pi", really... too punctual, I was going to sleep again, God wouldn't let me rest...

Suddenly it is discovered that if you fall into a state of prolonged power outage, the man will die...

I don't know how to live without the battery...... (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)