moonlight lure

Ji Yanchen took a few steps closer, stood in front of her, and explained the situation briefly: "I saw you as soon as I got off the car."

Song Shiwei recovered from the surprise, her narrow black eyes slightly brightened: "Is your mission over?"

He nodded: "Well, the afternoon just ended."

She looked down: "Your hand?"

He also followed her and lowered his eyes, glanced at the arms hanging at his waist, and said in a slightly lower voice: "The doctor said that if he recovers well, his daily life should not be seriously affected."

Song Shiwei frowned silently. It was a good thing that he unexpectedly appeared in front of her, but his condition didn't seem that optimistic.

She was silent for a moment and said nothing more: "I'll give you the key first."

She turned and walked towards the guard's room, and soon came back to return the property to its original owner.

He looked into her eyes and thanked her politely: "Thank you, please keep it for so long."

"It's nothing."

Song Shiwei looked away slightly, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

Before going out, she thought she was just going downstairs to throw away the trash. She was wearing a long white dress that she wore at home, and her long hair was casually clamped behind her head with clips. She unexpectedly met an unfamiliar colleague, which made her feel slightly embarrassed.

After thinking about it, she changed the topic and tried to get the two of them back on track: "I saw the news. You seized a lot of things this time."

He replied quietly: "Yes, two suspects have been arrested, and my colleagues are interrogating them."

She continued to ask: "Will there be such a large-scale investigation of entertainment venues in the future?"

The person in front of him denied: "No, several bars and karaoke bars involved this time have temporarily closed down for rectification. The follow-up will depend on the interrogation. Now the source of this batch of things is probably headed, but it is not yet certain."

After a pause for a moment, he added in a deep voice: "Feng Si is indeed related to this matter, but he has been very cautious after the last incident and has not revealed anything for the time being."

The two of them walked slowly towards the roadside.

Song Shiwei nodded: "The informant also said that he is very suspicious."

Ji Yanchen hummed: "In the future, we will continue to trace the source."

She heard this and raised her eyes: "Are you still participating?"

Ji Yanchen glanced at her quietly: "Yeah."

"Not resting either?"

"Take a day off."

Song Shiwei slightly curved her lower lip and half-joked: "It seems that your physical condition is not bad."

"Fortunately."

He slowly stopped and stared sideways at her face. His low voice was soaked in the warmth of the summer night, and there was something in the coldness that seemed to contain the heat, "I paid attention to my safety."

The air around my ears warmed slightly for a moment, and the heat surged dimly in the night.

Song Shiwei suddenly remembered the last time they contacted her, the day she said "Be careful", and what he said back was not "Okay", not "I know", but "I will".

An ordinary polite word was turned into an agreement by him unilaterally breaking the rules, and she was not aware of it until this moment.

She opened her eyes, straightened her wind-kissed hair and her heartbeat on her forehead, and brought the conversation back to its original social distance with a smile: "Want to drink milk tea? I'll treat you."

The other party did not move forward, and retreated politely and restrainedly: "I am in a hurry to return to the team, so I can only give up this opportunity."

But he didn't take the initiative to push it to next time. Song Shiwei, the debtor, could only say this politely: "Then next time."

She glanced at his injured hand again, clearly indicating that she wanted to end the meeting: "How did you get here?"

Ji Yanchen motioned to the taxi parked on the roadside: "I'll take a taxi back, you go in first."

She nodded: "OK."

Watching the slim white figure disappear, Ji Yanchen got into a taxi.

The driver looked back and looked up at him. He probably thought he was beaten, and he was not beaten lightly.

The person in the back seat lowered his eyes and quickly pulled off the bandage on his left hand and moved his intact wrist. The driver was stunned.

He turned a blind eye and opened his phone to read the message in the group chat: "Pigeon Nest BBQ City."

***
"Okay, Captain Ji, you are really good." Several men in the box held the bandage cover and studied it carefully for a long time, sighing from the bottom of their hearts, "You are still too conservative, why don't you wrap it around your neck too? "

"How about wrapping it all over your body, leaving a hole in your nose to breathe in, and hiring two people to carry a stretcher to take you there, then you won't make the prosecutor's heart ache to death?"

"I feel so distressed? I'm scared to death, hahaha..."

Ji Yanchen ate the peanuts on his plate slowly and said nothing.

There were four of him on the table, all of whom were his former comrades in the army.

The person closest to him sat back after joining in the fun and stared at him without saying a word.

Ji Yanchen raised his eyes and gave him a cold look: "Do I have money on my face?"

The other party shook his head and asked sincerely: "Brother, are the injuries on your face fake?"

Ji Yanchen: "..."

The older one among the few people cleared his throat and said seriously: "Hey, stop talking nonsense and talk about business."

He turned to look at Ji Yanchen and pressed his knee against his leg under the table: "How's it going? You pretending to be disabled and working hard, what's the progress? Have people recognized you?"

Ji Yanchen replied calmly: "No." The other party asked: "You didn't tell her either?"

He was silent for a moment: "Yeah."

The man pushed the plate in front of him away and said sarcastically: "What do you do with your mouth? To eat peanuts?"

Everyone else also hated Tie Bu Chenggang's support: "That's right, where did your energy go when you came to Chengdu after chasing her?"

Ji Yanchen glanced at the indignant people on the table and leaned back in his chair, his cold face sunk into the light, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

On the eve of his leaving the army three years ago, after many inquiries, he got the news that she had applied for the Chengdu Procuratorate.

They had missed her many times before, and this time he was determined to catch her, but it seemed like another joke from God. After he joined the SWAT team, she was assigned to the farthest county under the jurisdiction of Chengdu, and it took six hours to drive one way.

He was extremely drunk the night he learned the news, and after a few days of depression, the senior who helped him get the news gave him a rational analysis. She was admitted to the prosecutorial system with high scores, and her registered residence was in the urban area of ​​Rongcheng. The place is a poor county, and the people assigned there are generally sent by the organization to gain experience. With such a shortage of high-quality talents, top students like her will not really be left there, and will most likely be transferred back.

He endured this false hope for another two years, working hard to delay the pain caused by time, and finally received the news that she was about to be transferred back three months ago.

He sat on the balcony all night and smoked an entire pack of cigarettes for the first time.

During that time, he was busy with a case and did not deliberately create opportunities for encounters.

He thought he would see her at the joint meeting of the Public Security Bureau, Procuratorate and Law in the middle of the year, but he did not expect that their "first encounter" would be earlier and more dramatic than he expected.

He recognized her at a glance in the box that day. She was so beautiful in the feasting and feasting.He had always known that she was beautiful, but at that moment, the face in front of him and the surprise of reunion made his heart beat wildly.

At the same time, he quickly realized that they might have delayed her work plan.

She was lying on the wall in the corner in panic like a little fox, her eyes looking back were vaguely moist due to nervousness, pitiful and cute at the same time.

He was extremely lucky that he was fully armed at the moment. No one knew that his face was cold and indifferent, and his heart had already silently exploded into a firework.

It was getting light when I got home that night.

He took a shower, but the boiling blood in his blood couldn't cool down at all, and he tried several times to fall asleep. Finally, he got up, walked to the sofa, picked up his coat, and pulled out the inch photo hidden in the folder of the police badge.

The facial features of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl are the same as they are now, except that her cheeks have a little more baby fat.

She was wearing a white shirt that was custom-made for their session. The plaid bow tie and pleated skirt were of the same texture. She was looking at the camera with a smile. Her dark eyes were quiet and bright, shining straight into his heart.

He and she looked at each other for a long time, and their mood gradually calmed down.

The rough fingertips gently ran over the photo, and the owner's voice was low and soft, with a hint of resentment: "You don't remember me at all."

The girl in the photo still had the same smile. After looking down at her for a while, he also smiled.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember.

It's enough that I like you.

***
The next day was Saturday, and Song Shiwei took a rare nap, staying in bed until noon.

Because the last prosecutor was transferred urgently, she took over all the other prosecutor's work with almost no transition period after joining the job. During this time, she finally finished the unfinished work.

Today is a rare weekend, and the news broadcast a typhoon warning in the morning.

She planned to stay at home for 48 hours and stocked up on fast food and fruits for two days online.

At almost noon, Qi Sheng called her and said that her father was not at home on a business trip and that he had to "survive the typhoon" with his mother and aunt.

Song Shiwei knew that this was her sister-in-law's kindness. Since she returned to Chengdu, she had been calling her over for dinner every now and then. However, she didn't want to disturb their three-person world too much. Most of the time, she excused herself because she was too busy at work or had an appointment.

Living alone over the years has made her concept of home increasingly blurry. She has only been to Song and Tang's home once since she was transferred back, and she left quickly after putting down her things and sitting for a while.On the contrary, because she stayed with her aunt for a year in high school, she visited her aunt a little more often.

Qi Heng looks carefree on the outside, but he is actually very careful.He knew in his heart that she cared about Song and Tang, but he never said it. Instead, he asked his wife to often invite her to his home as a guest, in the name of taking care of her who lived alone.

Song Shiwei held the phone and coaxed patiently: "Hey, Xiao Sheng, my aunt has some work to deal with today. I'll see you next time."

The little girl complained in a sweet voice: "You always say next time, next time, how many days will it take next time?"

Song Shiwei thought for a while and replied seriously: "Aren't you going to perform at the graduation ceremony of your small class? My aunt will definitely visit you that day."

After having sex with the little girl verbally, Song Shiwei put down her phone, stretched briefly on the yoga mat in front of the window and walked out of the bedroom.

She cooked a few frozen dumplings for breakfast, then took out a large box of mangoes from the freshly delivered fruits and vegetables, sat comfortably on the carpet in the living room with a blanket, and turned on a suspense movie.

The film is niche, with a bit of horror elements, but the plot is tight and the atmosphere is engaging.

Song Shiwei's thoughts followed the director's camera the whole time. She was so engrossed that when the phone rang, she didn't look away from the screen. She fumbled to answer it and put it to her ear. Her voice was also abnormally nervous, as if she was doing it in broad daylight. As if he had been caught doing something shameful: "Hello? Who is it?"

There was silence inside the receiver, and he asked hesitantly: "Is it convenient for you to answer the phone?"

"...Convenient." Song Shiwei came back to consciousness from the movie for a while, and after a while, he figured out who the other party was, "What's the matter with you?"

Ji Yanchen asked: "Do you have time now? Can you come and do me a favor?"

She was still a little distracted: "What are you busy with?"

The other party whispered: "I didn't care about the rose stand last night because of the heavy rain the night before. The current situation is a bit bad."

"It's a little difficult for me to do this with one hand. I don't have enough time today. There's a typhoon in the evening."

His tone sounded a little embarrassed. He paused for a moment and asked earnestly again, "Is it convenient for you?"

　Brother Chen: I listened to you and paid attention to safety. Is there any reward? (wagging tail)

　　Female Goose: Reward for lying to me again!!
　　(End of this chapter)