2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Uncle Yan..." Zhang Xixue suddenly took a few steps closer and tilted her face slightly towards this side.

Yan Muyun's heart tightened, his eyes blinked twice quickly, and he subconsciously stood up straight.

"Uncle Yan, that child still doesn't know the true cause of his father's death, so if you come into contact with her later, be sure not to leak anything." Zhang Xixue said softly.

"Huh? Didn't the police tell her?"

"Yes, until now she thought that her father was just... simply murdered. What supports her most now is probably her expectation that the police will eventually catch the murderer."

"Is that so?" Yan Muyun nodded slightly.

But soon, his brows furrowed: "But didn't the 'punisher' say that he would upload the video to the Internet in a few days? I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it from this kid by then."

"What if...what if the punisher didn't post the video in the end?"

"Why do you think so?" Yan Muyun was a little confused and turned to look to his side.

"The clean-up operation against the Dark River Society has begun today. As long as we handle it well enough and in a timely manner..."

Zhang Xixue bit her lower lip gently, seeming to know that the possibility of her guess was not high, and sighed: "If the video is really exposed, it won't be too late to explain it then."

Yan Muyun gave her a deep look: "Is it the police's decision not to tell her the real cause of her father's death, or... your decision?"

Zhang Xixue was stunned for a moment, with a trace of panic on her face, but she quickly regained her composure: "Please don't tell anyone."

"What does the police station mean?" Yan Muyun frowned.

Seeing the other party like this, Zhang Xixue knew that she could no longer hide it, so she pursed her lips slightly:

"Our section chief believes that the victim's family has the right to know the truth of the matter, and the police should not interfere too much in these matters... But I feel that if the child knows the truth and knows that the father he has always admired is actually innocent, The bad guys who are not forgiven may even lose the motivation to live in the future..."

At this point, she suddenly raised her head and looked over with a slightly pleading look: "Uncle Yan, please don't tell the police station. If something really happens, I am willing to bear the responsibility alone."

Yan Muyun smiled slightly and said, "This is a matter for your police."

The implicit meaning of this sentence is that when you are doing things, as a small intern in the Special Branch Bureau, of course I will not interfere at will.

"Thank you." Zhang Xixue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the girl in the hoodie seemed to have selected the products and walked to the packaging area carrying the basket.

There are no salespersons in convenience stores today, and there are no self-service payment machines. People only need to put the selected products into their shopping bags and take them out of the convenience store, and the money will be automatically deducted from their personal online banking accounts.

"Uncle Yan, why don't you add your contact information?" Zhang Xixue said suddenly.

"Ah? Oh okay." Yan Muyun was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses.

He didn't think much about it. After all, both of them worked in this area, and there might be many situations where they would need to cooperate in the future.

Yan Muyun moved his right index finger and pulled out his electronic business card.

During the few days of free time exploration, he learned that now as long as both parties open the electronic business card on the mobile device at the same time, they can automatically add each other's contact information.

Of course, in order to avoid accidental addition, only the two closest devices can complete the interaction.

"Then I'll go over first." Zhang Xixue bowed slightly and walked towards the payment area.

Yan Muyun stood behind, looked at her back, and sighed inaudibly.

In fact, he knew very well that as a law enforcement officer, he should not interfere too much in the private lives of those involved in the case, and especially should not conceal the true cause of death of his family members from the other party.

But from an emotional perspective, if I were Zhang Xixue, I would probably make a similar choice.

A lonely little girl, helpless in this huge and cold city, is really not suitable for receiving more stimulation.

Moreover, even if he wanted to tell her the truth, now might not be a good time.

Yan Muyun looked at the packaging area. The girl's face under the hood was small and pale without any blood. A few strands of dark brown messy hair hung in front of his forehead, half-covering his lifeless eyes.

In front of her, there were mostly quick foods such as lunch boxes or instant noodles, as well as a few bottles of water.

Zhang Xixue walked up to the girl and helped her put things into plastic bags.

The two seemed to be talking about something during the process, and the girl raised her head and looked over.

"Haha." Yan Muyun raised a hand and waved, his expression a little embarrassed.

However, Zhang Zitong didn't seem to be interested in him. He just glanced at him and then lowered his head and continued to pack the things in his hands.

Yan Muyun was a little embarrassed, so he simply started shopping in the supermarket. He hadn't had lunch yet anyway, so he just wanted to see what he could buy.

However, when his hand just touched a bag of bread, he suddenly froze.

Suddenly I remembered that I seemed to be only allowed to drink nutritional medicine during this period...

Yan Muyun retracted his hand, reluctantly looked at the package of delicious-looking chocolate heart bread, and licked his lips.

"Goodbye Uncle Yan, let's go first."

Zhang Xixue's voice came from the door. He looked up and saw the other party waving his hand towards him.

"Yes." Yan Muyun forced a smile on his face, waved, and watched the two girls walk out of the convenience store.

It’s hard to bear, it’s another day when a beautiful young lady calls me uncle...

But thinking about it from another angle, Zhang Xixue is a cold and sassy female police officer in front of others, but she behaves like an ordinary little girl in front of herself. This unique contrast is not bad.

No, what on earth was I thinking.

Yan Muyun slapped his face lightly, stood in front of the shelf for a while, finally threw away the pure water in his hand, turned around and walked out the door.

"You should have contacted me first."

A somewhat deep voice suddenly sounded from the other side of the shelf, catching Yan Muyun in his footsteps.

Then, I heard the voice chuckle, as if saying to itself: "I have heard that they have people there, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Yan Muyun tilted his head and suddenly laughed silently.

Because he suddenly realized that the person on the other side of the shelf might just be talking on the phone and not talking to him.

This kind of comedy scene in TV series and movies, I didn't expect it to happen to me. Fortunately, I didn't respond to the other party just now.

With this thought in mind, he continued walking towards the convenience store entrance.

And sure enough, as he guessed, the owner of the deep voice did not follow, so the other party must have really been on the phone just now.

After leaving the convenience store, Yan Muyun walked towards the bus stop not far away.

However, when he was still a few steps away from the platform, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

Yan Muyun turned around and saw that the other person was an average-sized man. He was wearing a black hoodie and black sweatpants. His appearance was unclear.

"This way." The mysterious man tilted his head and motioned for him to follow him.

Yan Muyun was confused, frowned, and looked at the other person very carefully.

The man took two steps to the side. When he saw that he didn't follow, he stopped and sighed.

Did you admit the wrong person?

Just when Yan Muyun was about to say this, he saw the mysterious man turn around, stretch out a hand, and lift his hood, revealing a pair of dark red eyes.

The words he originally wanted to say were stuck in his throat. The picture in front of him made Yan Muyun's heart beat faster and he slowly opened his mouth.

The mysterious man also noticed his expression at this time, and his dark red eyes suddenly widened, filled with a spine-chilling murderous intent.

This is the look that only those murderers who have actually killed people can show, and it is definitely not the pretense of street gangsters.