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In the brightly lit city that never sleeps, an anti-drug operation controlled by the Jiangcheng police is progressing smoothly. Two drug dealers with black cloth on their heads were taken out of the hotel by the police, and they were wearing thin pajamas.

It happened in the second half of the night, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street, and some were just drunken drunks walking slantingly at the end of the street, carrying wine bottles.

This happened too quickly. When the police broke through the door, the drug dealer was still immersed in the dream of a gentle town, and fell from heaven to **** unexpectedly.

In the cold wind, Lu Lin walked out of the hotel with the intercom in his hand: "There are two young ladies on the bed, it's a bit troublesome."

Qin Lin's voice came from the other end: "In any case, there is still no movement on the'old bug' side, and the news of the arrest of'Snake Bone' cannot be leaked."

"Understood, just find any reason to detain the two young ladies, but it shouldn't be too long. Time is running out. There will be a meeting tomorrow morning to discuss countermeasures."

The girl who was naked on the bed was also taken out of the hotel and into the police car.

Su Xing Yemei’s interrogation, a trading action half a month after the drug dealer’s mouth was knocked out, the target of the connection was the "old bug" they had been staring at for a long time.

This opportunity was rare in a lifetime. Lu Lin and his colleagues stayed up all night, and at the meeting the next morning, they initially drafted several arrest plans.

"According to the arrested ‘snake bone’ confession, the old bug’s consistent style and the place of trading is in the countryside, so that even if something goes wrong, he can use the terrain to escape."

Lu Lin put down the confession transcript in his hand, propped his hand on the table, and looked at the exhausted police officers: "The place of the transaction in half a month is Luoshan Village, 30 kilometers away from Jiangcheng. The trading time and location may change at any time. Lao Chong will contact'Snake Bone', and'Snake Bone' is willing to take advantage of the crime and help us arrest the'Old Chong' and bring it to justice."

"Time is tight. Within three days, everyone has to draw up a practical arrest plan for me."

After the meeting, Qin Lin took a cup of coffee and walked towards the duty room, passing by the utility room, he stopped.

There seemed to be a faint light coming from the gap between the clutter. As soon as he opened the door, Lu Lin's body moved violently.

"Marine, what are you doing?!"

Lu Lin was taken aback. Seeing that it was Qin Lin, he settled, leaning against the shelf in the utility room, and said, "Send text messages."

"How did texting make me feel like a thief?" Qin Lin walked in, turned on the light, and privately checked every corner of the shelf in the utility room.

"Those who don't know thought you were hiding here to get an object!" Qin Lin opened the empty box next to him, and wentssiping to check whether there were Tibetans in it.

Lu Lin took a deep breath and continued to look down at the screen.

"Don't you just send a text message, and hide in this dark room."

Lu Rin took the phone away, and said confidently, "Bringing feelings."

Qin Lin smiled and said, "Last night, the interrogation last night, I will not numbly slip back now to make up my sleep, hide here to brew feelings, you will be your lover!"

Lu Lin checked the time. It was three o'clock in the morning.

"What did you send?" Qin Lin leaned over curiously.

The recipient of the phone screen is Yana, there is no text in the dialog box, only a bird’s picture emoticon

Qin Lin's mouth twitched: "You just send someone a chicken, do you need to hide here most of the night to brew feelings?"

Lu Lin looked up at him and patted his palms on the phone: "It's not a chicken, this is a bird."

"What do you want to do when you send birds to others in the middle of the night?"

Lu Lin smiled without saying a word.

Qin Lin pointed to Lu Lin and shouted: "Indecent!"

Lu Lin still smiled.

Qin Lin is a rough man in his forties, and his way of thinking and speaking is straightforward: "You just write a poem to her. When I chased my wife, I wrote a poem to her in public. The next day It's done."

The corner of Lu Lin's eyes curled, and he asked curiously, "You still write poems?"

"In the 1980s and 1990s, there was no ink in the stomach, so how could you engage in objects?"

Lu Lin was really interested now: "What poem did you write?"

"Listen." Qin Lin cleared his throat, humming and frustrating.

"You love spring, and I love autumn. Autumn is like me, but spring is like you..."

Lu Lin's mouth twitched: "Did you write this."

"Of course I didn't write it. This is a poem written by the Hungarian poet Pei, Huh, for his first love."

"You read people's love poems to chase your wife, sorry."

"Don't care about anyone's poem, it's useful. I read this poem to my wife back then, and I was so touched that she went to my kang the next day."

Lu Lin:...

"Look at how many text messages you have sent to others and how many phone calls you have made in the past few days. Have they taken care of you?" Qin Lin said with contempt: "The girl chased you and was next to you before, and you ignored people. , Now that people ignore you, knowing that you are anxious? What is your name, make your own way!"

Lu Lin:...

The sky was faintly bright, the dividing line of morning and dusk had just been pulled apart from the ground, and the roosters in the village were tumbling endlessly.

In the past, as long as there was a slight movement, she was able to wake up quickly. After returning for so long, the biological clock has become a lot lazy.

Sure enough, people tend to become lazy in a comfortable environment.

Jiang Yan reached out to touch the phone beside the bed and was confused to check the time, but there was a land on the screen.

Lu Lin's text message, the time is 3:23.

Seeing this time, Jiang Yan's heart stabbed and felt a little distressed.

Is he cultivating immortals without going to bed so late?

The content of the text message is an emoticon of a chicken.

Pulling up the message record, since last week, Lu Lin has been persevering in sending her text messages, several messages a day, with no substantive content, but the emoticon picture that comes with the phone, sometimes it’s a mouse, sometimes It was a small tree, and today I sent her another chicken.

Stupid, cute, stupid.

Jiang Yan edited a line of text and wanted to send it to him, but after struggling for a long time, she finally deleted the text message.

She hugged the pillow, frowned and thought for a long time, the edited content was deleted, deleted and rewritten. After going back and forth several times, the sky was completely bright.

Duan Nan shouted in the yard: "Jiang Er, haven't you gotten up? Come down for breakfast!"

Jiang Yan gritted her teeth and finally put down her phone.

Forget it, take it easy.

The sun has gone up the mountain pass, the long and narrow mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, and the faint mist in the air is also driven away by the sun.

The yard is very spacious. There are a few chickens walking leisurely in the yard. Outside the door, there is a white goose with its own baby goose, swinging in with its tail, and the feathers on its body are still a little moist. I think it just came out of the pond. .

In the streets outside, there are women holding rice bowls, eating breakfast, and peeking into the courtyard, watching the guests coming from the city curiously.

The air was filled with the freshness of the earth after the rain, and under the tree stood a small wooden table with a few porridge and dishes on the table.

Wang Huaichun slurped and drank a whole bowl of polenta, and it was not too hot, holding white buns in his hands, chewing with a red face, showing the full energy of the young man.

Yuncai is rather reserved, eating porridge by spoonful by spoonful.

Uncle Wang walked out of the house with a plate of sour radish and pickles, and asked: "Comrade reporters, can you still eat it?"

Wang Huaichun hurriedly said, "I'll be full, we can eat everything."

"That's good." Uncle Wang smiled: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Jiang Yan sat on the side adjusting the camera, and replied, "It's good, but the chicken crowed a little early in the morning."

"There is no way. The chickens in the village woke up earlier than the others. Before the sun showed their faces, the village was noisy. I could only wrong my comrades and go to bed earlier at night."

Jiang Yan said, "These are trivial things and can be overcome."

Uncle Wang is a man in his fifties who has a large three-story house. He heard that a reporter came to interview the children of Hope Primary School in the city. He volunteered and accepted them as a very enthusiastic villager.

"President Duan is a great person. The two Hope Primary Schools have solved the problem of children's education in several villages nearby." Wang Shuxiao said: "Comrade reporters should report and report well."

Duan Nan smiled slightly: "Speaking of which, when the school was built, you did not spend less money and effort, Uncle Wang, this time I also hosted my friends to stay, next time I enter the city, I will treat you to dinner, don’t refuse. what."

"President Duan is polite."

After some greetings, Uncle Wang took the chair and returned to the house. Jiang Yan walked to Duan Nan and asked, "Uncle Wang's family is very impressive."

The three-story bungalow behind him, although not comparable to the luxury villas in the city, is still quite exquisite in the village, especially the interior decoration, which is exquisite and carpeted on the floor.

"Uncle Wang was doing business in the city when he was young. Now he has small assets and he returns to the hometown to provide for the elderly. Several children are studying abroad. Now he and his wife live in Luoshan Village."

"No wonder I saw him talk and behave, unlike ordinary villagers."

After Wang Huaichun had finished eating, she washed her own bowl, then came back and asked, "Sister Yan, what is our task today?"

Jiang Yan put down the camera, put away the tripod, and said, "First go to Duan Zong's Hope Primary School, okay, Duan Zong."

Duan Nan smiled slightly: "Waiting at any time."

After almost everything was cleaned up, Duan Nan drove Jiang Yan and his group towards Hope Primary School. The mountain road was rugged and bumpy, making it difficult for Wang Huaichun and Yun Cai to be able to sleep.

"When do you plan to hide?" he asked Jiang Yan.

"No hiding, this is work."

"If you don't answer the phone, you won't answer the text message, isn't this called hiding?"

Jiang Yan was silent for a long time, and slowly said: "I just didn't think about it, I feel very bad..."

While driving, Duan Nan glanced at her carelessly, but rarely saw such a confused look on her face.

"Lu Lin is such a proud and faceless person who called me several times."

"He called you?" Jiang Yan was surprised: "What?"

"Of course it's asking about your whereabouts."

"how do you say?"

"I told him that we eloped and made him give up early."

"..."