Hidden Assassin

The canopy followed, and this year's New Year's Eve was not a good one for Mu Qingqing.

After the false alarm the night before, Ah Shu's body was discovered by Xiao Ke's people, which seemed to indicate that something had happened in this criminal group, such as internal strife, and the possibility of retaliation against her was also greatly increased. According to As a general rule, at times like this, it is often the easiest time to find the traces of the other party. Whether it is revenge or fleeing, there will always be some clues left behind. Some clues that could be vaguely touched were broken in the air and disappeared without a trace.

The case can't be solved, and the New Year's Eve is here again, everyone is on vacation, she is like a child abandoned on the street, her heart is empty and there is nowhere to go. In fact, it's not mainly for the case. She doesn't have many friends here. Everyone left one after another in the morning. She didn't know where to go. Could it be possible to go home and watch TV dramas? The case was dealt with several times in the empty office.

In fact, the entire Public Security Bureau is of course not without people, but at this time the person on duty is not in the same system as her, and she was not familiar with it before. Be reserved, especially on days like this, there is no need for others to find yourself alone in a foreign land as a stranger—a petty bourgeois mood.

So I was content to sort out the files in the office until 5:30, and I called my family and a few friends to say hello and New Year’s greetings, and then I drove away, passing by the intersection that I pass by every day, and looked at the vegetable market over there. , Under the gradually darkening sky, there were basically no people on the street, and the lights of every house were turned on. Only the small cart selling sugar-fried chestnuts was still parked in the snow.

Should I call him back...

Such a thought flashed through his mind. She immediately shook her head, stepped on the accelerator and left, even if she ran over to say it, it would probably be in vain. If you push his car away, you have to risk being hit by a shovel. It is really difficult to meet him when he is a little more normal and able to communicate.

The night before yesterday, when she heard the other party speak out of the blue, she hesitated slightly. The first thing to ask quickly is the other party's name. Sure enough, it was still effective. After listening to her inquiry, the fool hesitated for a while at the door of the bedroom, and then rubbed his forehead with his hands. He said three words a little hoarsely just now, but no matter how he asked after that, the other party didn't respond at all. He went back to the world of contemplation, but at least it proved that the other party was not actually stupid, but some kind of mental illness caused by headache.

Thinking about it, that name is extremely simple and common. I don’t know how many people in China are called... Gu Jiaming... No wonder I feel familiar when I hear it. I think I have heard people with this name before... …

All the way home, after changing clothes, I took out all kinds of meat and vegetables from the refrigerator that I had already hoarded. new year. Originally, it would be ideal to have a small hot pot to eat by myself. But the problem is that there is no stove for a small hot pot, so we can only give up. While watching TV and waiting for it to get dark, I choose and wash vegetables, then put the chopping board on the tea table just like that, and chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, and prepare all kinds of things one by one until the Spring Festival Gala kicks off, and put them in small bowls. After eating it, she found it pleasing to the eye and the eyes. According to her experience, the good shows of the Spring Festival Gala are all behind, and the food is cooked just right.

Then, the highlight of the night really came...

Turn on the gas, light the fire, put the oil in the pot to heat up, she frowned, smelling everywhere like a puppy, the gas stove has not been used for a long time, the plastic pipe leaks gas, looking at the kitchen full of The small bowl, she was dumbfounded at the time.

What a great evening, wondering if plastic tape would work...

It's hard to describe her mood. She was busy in the kitchen, and then went back to the living room to watch TV helplessly. Looking at the instant noodles and ham sausages on the coffee table, the programs in the Spring Festival Gala seemed to become more and more silly. , went to take a shower at 8:30, then changed clothes and went out, holding a large bag of potato chips in her arms----she decided anyway, she would rather starve to death than eat boiled water tonight ...

If you drive to the city, there seem to be a few hotels hosting New Year's banquets, but even if you have money, wouldn't it be more stupid to eat that kind of thing alone? She carried potato chips and just walked around a few blocks nearby. Snow is everywhere, street lamps cast mottled tree shadows, colorful lights alternate in the sky, fireworks are endless, and groups of children setting off fireworks can be seen on the side of the road. Walking alone on the street where fireworks are rising, it is quite a bit of an MTV girl. The protagonist's feeling is often that kind of very romantic love story. Right now, I can only comfort myself in my heart like this. I didn't feel much hunger at first. The more I eat potato chips, the more empty my stomach starts to feel.

After turning a few blocks, a drop of cold rain hit her nose, and the sky began to rain. She wrapped her coat tightly and ran quickly to the eaves not far away. The rain is not too heavy, but it seems that it will not stop for a while, and when I run back like this, I will be drenched, and now I really feel powerless from the bottom of my heart. Chinese New Year...

Running along the eaves and turning to the next street corner, the light of the small cart in the distance was shining on the corner of the vegetable market. She put on a batch of coats, lowered her head and sprinted over quickly, and slammed into the On the small car, a man named Gu Jiaming sat at the back and was looking up at the fireworks, so he glanced at him slightly.

"Phew, you are the only one with this kind of naivete who would buy chestnuts here."

"How much?"

"Whatever, let's talk about it when you get angry... Speaking of which, I can't tell whether you are confused or awake..."

The roof of the trolley can protect from the rain. When she walked to the inside, the other party was sitting on an upright wooden box and was filling chestnuts into paper bags. Sit down, and then pat the other half, indicating that there is still room for him to sit.

After weighing the chestnuts and collecting the money, he stood there looking at her for a while, and then sat down on the other side of the wooden box. Mu Qingqing spread his hands with his back to him: "I'm homeless now."

"The gas pipe at home is broken, and I don't even have a stove. I can't cook, and it rains when I run out. It's really... the bleakest New Year's Eve, and I'm still talking to you here like a fool .I don’t even know if you’re listening…”

Holding his chin, Mu Qingqing said helplessly while eating, but when he turned around, he realized that the other party was just looking up at the fireworks. The look was like a memory again, and he sighed slightly. After a long while, he started talking again.

"I remember you used to keep your head down... But I know the person responsible for setting off the fireworks. He has a relative in the city government. It has something to do with it. Hundreds of thousands of fireworks are set off every year. Make a vote Just rest for the whole year, he invited a group of people to dinner a year ago, and I went too... Well, there is a dish of shark fin that tastes very good..."

When it started to rain, the street became even more deserted, so the two of them sat on the box next to the car, perhaps because the other party didn't know how to listen, and Mu Qingqing ate chestnuts. Say a few words now and then. Talk about some messy past events, such as teasing my sister when I was a child. A boyfriend I once had had a change of heart later on, he was actually framed by someone when he was transferred to Yujiang, all kinds of things, on such a night, the two of them turned back to each other, their words were drowned in the fireworks and drizzle...

It was still on time at ten o'clock, and the two of them pushed the cart through the streets dappled with lights. When they returned to the front of the building, Mu Qingqing wanted to lift the stove out of the cart. Jia Ming carried it into the room, and lit up the fire just like that. Mu Qingqing started cooking vegetables in a strange way in the living room. He was chopping chestnuts beside him, and the Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV.

"No matter what...it's finally a year..."

She was very happy when the first dish came out of the pan, but the second dish was a little burnt, and when the third dish was served, she remembered that the chili powder was left in the kitchen and hadn't been taken out, so she hurried into the kitchen to look for it. In a hurry, he rushed out of the kitchen, flames rose in front of his eyes, and the dishes in the pot were thrown up smoothly. I saw the man named Gu Jiaming holding a spatula and stretching out his right hand towards her.

Slightly stunned, she handed over the chili powder in her hand. After that, she watched the dishes come out of the pot one after another, and the room was full of aroma. Although these dishes and seasonings were all prepared by her, due to lack of Easy to communicate, she can't do anything right next to her.

"No, you were a chef before you got sick..."

Although it was unbelievable, but soon after, a rich table of dishes was really placed in front of her, at least much richer than she originally imagined. At this time, she hated why she had to eat so many potato chips just now and candied chestnuts. She took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator, and she handed one of the cans to the man who was going back to chop chestnuts after cleaning the pot, and then dragged him to the sofa, trying to gesture.

"Let's eat together."

After finally persuading him to pick up the chopsticks, Mu Qingqing consciously grasped part of the knack of communication. It is natural for him to try his luck when he speaks soberly, but as long as he is pushed to a certain position and persists for a while, He would also do certain things naturally. She guessed that this person was really a cook before, otherwise how could he handle the spatula so smoothly.

It's approaching midnight, and the Spring Festival Gala is coming to an end. The finale programs are often put here. Mu Qingqing is watching while drinking beer. At this time, she has doubts in her heart. She drinks a few cans of beer, and occasionally asks the man beside her 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 amnesia caused by a car accident or something. I read in the newspaper that some veterans even have bullets in their heads. They haven't felt it for decades. They just have an occasional headache. Could it be the same for you..."

"I didn't ask you where you were from that day, Gu Jiaming...I think I should find a time to check for you..."

"Maybe you still have family members, parents, relatives, friends, girlfriends, etc... Uh, but you look stupid, you are not very handsome, if you don't talk, you can't get a girlfriend... …If you are not convinced, just say a few words if you are not convinced..."

"Uh, what's wrong with you..."

It was only when she said this with a hint of drunkenness that she suddenly realized that the body of the man beside her was trembling slightly, the blood vessels on his forehead seemed to swell, and he began to sweat. With a "wow", the can in his hand was suddenly crushed There was a ball, and the beer was sprayed out.

"What's wrong with you... It's a seizure... I'll find you painkillers..."

"Ka...kkkk..." It was the sound of teeth chattering. Just as Mu Qingqing stood up, he also stood up trembling slightly. The soda can fell to the ground, and he covered his sweaty forehead with both hands. Afterwards, Mu Qingqing watched him turn around the sofa with difficulty and walk towards the bedroom step by step.

"Hello……"

He yelled a few times, but naturally there would be no response. Mu Qingqing ran back to the bedroom, found the medicine from the medicine box, took hot water and ran over, only to find that the man was curled up in the corner of the bedroom, holding his hands in his arms. With severe pain on her forehead, she rushed over to give medicine, but her arm was as solid as a rock. She is a trained female police officer, and her strength is not weak among male police officers, but she couldn't break it at this time. move……

She didn't sleep well that night.

The man's sudden pain lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and the medicine could not be fed in. Whether it actually works or not is probably in doubt. Just like the time in the dangerous building, after the pain was over, he went to wash his face, and then went to bed quietly. At this time, the Spring Festival Gala performance was over, and all kinds of things in the living room were in a mess. Mu Qingqing was not in the mood to tidy up at this time, so she simply went to bed.

The effect of alcohol made her fall asleep quickly, but after a while, the drowsiness faded away, and she seemed to hear some faint voices in a daze, as if she woke up once, and then fell asleep again, when she opened her eyes again , Looking at the alarm clock, it was only half past four in the morning, her mouth was dry, she struggled on the bed for a while, and finally got up.

Open the door of the bedroom, the street lamp reflected light on the snow, came in from the window, silver and silver, the living room has been completely restored, the dishes and ingredients have been packed, the spatula and even the stove have been cleaned. It was gone, and the man named Gu Jiaming was sitting by the window, looking out the window without moving. She walked over quietly, knelt down beside him, and looked at the side face.

"Find a time, I'll take you to the hospital, okay?"

There was a power outage yesterday, and it was said that some branch broke the wire or something. This morning, I only coded more than a thousand characters, and it stopped again. I ran outside and the gang said it was a power outage, and then cut off all the branches. I was so depressed. So I went to the supermarket in the morning, chose the right clothes, and bought two sets of the same, which was considered to have solved the problem of summer clothes. When I got home, I found that there was no call when I opened the door. I walked to the computer, and the water dispenser outside suddenly "squeaked" It rang, it was really... too punctual, I was going to sleep again, but God wouldn't let me rest...

Suddenly discovered that if caught in a long-term power outage, the otaku will die...

I don't know how to live without electricity....