The next morning, He Cheng pushed open the door of the ward and saw Chu Xingyun standing in front of the window in a well-dressed manner. On the windowsill was a small mirror that the nurse had just brought to him. Chu Xingyun was wearing a baseball cap in front of the mirror.

He Cheng leaned against the door and frowned and said, "Don't you want to heal the wound?"

Chu Xingyun fiddled with the brim of his hat and responded casually: "I didn't press the wound."

Although this person's thinking is made of copper rust and iron, he rarely trims his edges on weekdays. However, at some moments, he still pays more attention to his image. For example, if he wants to return to the municipal bureau today, he may meet his old opponent Zheng Xihe, and he will never show any signs of embarrassment for people to laugh at. There is another very important reason. At this time, he is sensitive at this time, and any action will be noticed and criticized by others. It is better to go in and out of the municipal bureau at this time, it is better to be low-key, after all, he is a person suspended.

Chu Xingyun rarely wears a hat, and only wears a hat when he follows the suspect to change his outfit. At this time, he is wearing a black baseball cap and looking left and right in front of the mirror. No matter how he looks, he feels uncomfortable, mainly because he is not used to his new hairstyle.

He Cheng glanced at his wrist watch and knocked on the cover: "It's almost ten o'clock."

Chu Xingyun took out a pair of sunglasses from his jeans pocket and put them on, turned around and walked towards the door: "Let's go."

He walked in front of him like He Cheng's bodyguard and opened the mountain and cut the road. He walked out of the hospital gate and saw Xiao Shu in the parking lot.

Xiao Shu handed him a car key and said with a smile: "Your car will probably not be repaired in a while."

Chu Xingyun knew very well that his broken car had been smashed into a pile of scrap copper and iron, and there was no need to repair it at all. It was easier to pull it directly to the garbage dump.

He took the car keys, walked to the front of a brand new Ford SUV, patted the front cover of the front, and turned around and asked He Cheng: "What's the market price?"

He Cheng said the truth: "What do you want to know about it? You can't afford it."

Chu Xingyun's lips twitched slightly, opened the driving door and sat in. Just as he was about to fire, he saw He Cheng open the door and sit in the passenger seat.

"What are you doing?"

He Cheng said: "I'm going to go to the city bureau and drive."

Chu Xingyun understood that He Cheng was worried about him, worried that he would become a dead soul under the wheel of others.

As soon as the Ford SUV drove onto the main road, Chu Xingyun saw a Land Rover following them in the rearview mirror. Sitting in the car were two familiar faces, the two Marines under General He.

Thanks to He Cheng for his blessing, he experienced the first time in his life what it was like to accompany a bodyguard on his way.

Looking at the road conditions ahead, Chu Xingyun hesitated for a moment, but still felt it was necessary to chat with He Cheng, and asked, "Have your brother contacted you?"

I thought He Cheng was about to explode when he heard him mention He Ying, but He Cheng was very calm, at least he looked like this, but his face was obviously unhappy, and his eyes were like cold arrows, and he said coldly: "No, why did he contact me?"

Chu Xingyun's eyes hidden behind the sunglasses secretly glanced at him. Seeing that he was in a normal mood, he asked more: "Did you not answer his phone number, or did he not contact you?"

He Cheng sneered: "You know very clearly, he told you all?"

Chu Xingyun said truthfully: "No, it's what I thought about."

He Cheng turned his head and stared at him with an aggressive look: "Who do you want?"

Chu Xingyun felt that his ability to take things out of context and provoke trouble has become more mature in the past two years. He pinched his head and tail to cut off his head and end and cut off the ambiguous words in the middle, and was also given a powerful attack power.

Chu Xingyun was asked to death by him. At this time, He Cheng seemed to be unwilling to let him go easily, staring at him and waiting for him to answer. Chu Xingyun was staring at him and was distracted by observing the road conditions ahead. He didn't notice that the car behind him was robbing the lane, and almost hit the rear of the car. He began to sweat unconsciously. Seeing that there was no way back, he could only rush forward with a sharp teeth, gritted his teeth and said, "I-I miss you, I miss you."

He Cheng was silent for a while, and looked at him half-believingly: "Really, false-"

"It's really true."

Chu Xingyun answered cleverly, wiped the sweat from his palms on his pants, and changed the topic very badly: "Open the window, the wife in the car is boring."

He Cheng:......

Since he got into the car, he drove the air conditioner to the most. The cold air in the air conditioner was soaring, and the temperature in the car was so hot that it was so stuffy.

Fortunately, it was not far from the Municipal Bureau and it was arrived in more than ten minutes. Chu Xingyun was still sweating profusely in the carriage with temperatures approaching below zero. After getting off the car, he felt clear-headed and parked the car not far away and walked for a few minutes to the gate of the Municipal Bureau.

The police officers on duty did not dare to stop him and watched him and He Cheng enter the gate and walk towards the office building.

At the door of the office building, Chu Xingyun suddenly stopped, looked at the familiar faces coming and going in the lobby on the first floor, and didn't know what he was thinking, but suddenly lifted his hat on his head and held it in his hand. He smiled unruly, raised his hand and pushed open the glass door: "Who do I need to hide from?"

As soon as Chu Xingyun showed up, the whole building was alarmed. Rumors said that he had suffered two car accidents in a row, and was seriously injured in death, and his head was almost cut off half. When he saw this lonely agent, he had a more upright and handsome look. He had a very heroic aura in the movie.

He went to the technical team to find Gao Yuannan, called Gao Yuannan to the corridor and said a few words, asking her to check the 3.8 billion source of what Liu Meng said, be careful not to leak the news. Finally, he asked: "Where is Zheng Xihe?"

Gao Yuannan shook his head: "Captain Zheng never talks about his actions to us, nor does he allow us to participate in the field. He took Liu Meng and the others out early this morning."

Chu Xingyun lowered his head and thought for a while, then took off the sunglasses from his face, pinched the bridge of his nose that was not suitable for the frame and was a little uncomfortable, and said, "You can do whatever he asked you to do, and we secretly investigate our own affairs."

Gao Yuannan said: "I understand."

Chu Xingyun nodded, treated the tall and delicate girl standing in front of him like a man, and patted her on the shoulder: "Thank you hard, tell me the first time if there is any progress."

When he said this, his eyes turned around the corridors on the left and right. He didn't see Gao Yuannan's expression unnaturally stiff for a moment, and he shrank his shoulders slightly.

Qiao Shishi and He Cheng walked up from the stairs. He Cheng could ignore the unknown eyes of the people around him and try to protect the low-key in the police station. After all, the rumors about him and Chu Xingyun have been rumored all over the city. He just appeared with Chu Xingyun, and the documents in his hands fell to the ground. He witnessed the resurrection of the dead with his own eyes, which was no match for her shocking eyes.

At this time, he was like a human-shaped searchlight, and wherever he went, he was focused. Chu Xingyun asked him to stay in Qiao Shishi's office. He couldn't stay there without sitting for a while. Although he could keep himself in his own way, he couldn't stand the police officers' reasons to pass by the office door and sway in front of him again and again with the eyes of watching rare animals in the zoo.

He was deeply bored. Instead of staying in a place and being secretly watched, it would be better to stand with Chu Xingyun and offer people a visit openly. Anyway, he had no scruples.

"What's going on?"

Chu Xingyun looked at He Cheng who was parked in front of him and asked him.

Qiao Shishi continued: "Mr. He is looking for you."

He Cheng was more confident than him: "What are you doing when you lock me in the office? If I want to sit in the office, will I still use it here?"

Chu Xingyun always made a mistake under his fallacy and said helplessly: "Then you just follow me."

Hell, when did He Cheng become so "clichy"?

In the interrogation room on the first floor, Fu Yi stood at the door and spoke to a honest young man. When he saw Chu Xingyun arrive, he ignored He Cheng beside him as usual and introduced the young man to him: "Zhang Qimin, the witness I told you."

Zhang Qimin shook hands with Chu Xingyun in surprise and said in surprise: "Comrade police officers are so young."

No, Chu Xingyun cut his head and looked four or five years younger.

"polite."

Chu Xingyun smiled at him and asked Fu Yi: "How is it inside?"

Fu Yi said: "I arrived last night and have been there for seven or eight hours."

It took seven or eight hours, but the detainees should have been eliminated, and the psychological defense is the time to break through.

"Where is Wu Xiaoshuang?"

Chu Xingyun asked.

Fu Yi: "I have lived in the school dormitory these days, but I still don't know that Wu Yaowen has been arrested."

Chu Xingyun nodded and looked back at He Cheng: "You are waiting for me outside."

He Cheng didn't say anything and sat down on a group of benches by the wall.

Chu Xingyun pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in.

Wu Yaowen sat on the chair in a sweatshirt and trousers. At a glance, he knew that he was taken away from the bed by the police who suddenly broke in without any warning at home.

He subconsciously looked at the door when he heard the sound of opening the door. He saw Chu Xingyun and Fu Yi walking in, pressing their backs against the chair as if they were defending themselves, holding their hands together and putting them in front of them, lowering their eyes that were stiff and unconscious due to long waits, and still looked so honest and dull.

Chu Xingyun leaned against the table and entered the role of the interrogator given to him by his profession. He habitually hugged his arms, narrowed his eyes slightly to hide the emotions in his eyes, and looked at Wu Yaowen and said, "Is it him?"

Wu Yaowen thought he was talking to him, so he raised his head and showed a pair of eyes that were struggling in the mud and dust, worn out by time, mixed with cracks. He showed a confused and helpless expression like a primary school student, and looked at Chu Xingyun as if asking him for permission to speak.

Zhang Qiminzai looked at Wu Yaowen carefully and hesitated: "It's a bit like the person in the car."

Only then did Wu Yaowen notice that there was a man standing next to Fu Yi. The man kept looking at him, as if he had a standard in his heart. He took a ruler to measure him carefully, and then compared it with the standard in his heart.

After a while, the man definitely said, "Well, it's him."

Chu Xingyun asked: "How did you decide?"

Zhang Qimin said: "This old man looked like the figure behind the car window with his back and his head hooked up. His eyes were gray and lacking in energy, just like a dead person."

Chu Xingyun was unhappy when he heard the last sentence, so he gave Fu Yi a wink, and Fu Yi invited him out.

There were only two captains left in the interrogation room. Chu Xingyun turned his eyes back to Wu Yaowen, and his calm tone sounded like a deterrent power lacking human touch.

"Do you know the person just now? Mr. Wu."

Wu Yaowen looked at him with his eyes that lacked spirit and were like dead old trees. Perhaps he was shocked by the environment he was in at this moment and lost his language ability. He stared at him blankly, his two dry and white lips were like closed iron pieces, and he could not open the gap in any case.

As soon as the topic changed, Chu Xingyun smiled and said, "Actually, we should have met here a long time ago. The last time we met you was at the tea shop. We should have been here, but we were thinking about a little affection and did not invite you. Last time you told me that you went up the mountain on the 7th and brought Wu Xiaoshuang and Sun Shibin down from the mountain. I believe in you, I believe in you, but you are lying to me."

When Chu Xingyun said the word "lying" and Wu Yaowen's eyes trembled several times as if they were stabbed by needles. A few bloodshots suddenly burst out on the gray-brown eyeballs, which made him look aged and decayed in an instant, extremely desolate.

Chu Xingyun did not force him to speak, but said for him, "Sun Shibin did not go down the mountain. You were the only ones who went down the mountain on the evening of the seventh, and your daughter Wu Xiaoshuang. The person just now was a witness. He could prove that the only ones who went down the mountain on the seventh were you and your daughter, and there was no Sun Shibin. Now please tell me where Sun Shibin is?"

Chu Xingyun left the table and walked a few steps in the direction where he was until he crossed the security line between the two before him and broke into his personal territory in the posture of an invader. His eyes were as bright as a fire, and he said, "He is dead, right?"

Wu Yaowen gasped quickly and slowly like an attack of illness, his teeth trembled uncontrollably, and white saliva foam flowed out of the corners of his mouth, like a livestock carrying a stone mill on his back, and a turbid foam exuding a smell of grass and death was polished at the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, Chu Xingyun was selfless, not talking about human feelings, but only talking about good and evil. Facing such a desolate and helpless old man, he not only did not have a soft heart, but even turned to attacking his heart.

"Mr. Wu, I trust you. You were once a lawyer with a sense of justice. Even if you became a victim of the gun of power, you still maintained your inner justice and kindness. You are a good person. Although your contributions to society have not received real attention in recent years, I know that I always remember your actions. You are a person who deserves to be included in textbooks as a role model to teach young people. Your image has become a representative in my heart. In the 21st century, the representatives of those kind people who survived the storm of the waves! I believe you also take kindness and kindness as the benchmark and bottom line for being a human being, but what are you doing now? Are you all the merits accumulated in half your life written off just because of your lie? Are you willing? Please tell me, Mr. Wu, are you still sticking to the integrity and kindness that is praised and commended by the entire country and society!"

The old camel was overwhelmed by the last straw. Wu Yaowen stretched out his rough and cracked hands to cover his face tightly. Tumor tears kept flowing out of his fingers, and short and weak crying sounds were made in his throat.

With a thud, he fell from the chair, fell on his knees, and knelt in front of Chu Xingyun.

Chu Xingyun's whole body was shaking, and his legs were kicked hard. He hurriedly bent down, pointed to the ground with one knee, and knelt in front of Wu Yaowen.

Why is Wu Yaowen crying? Is he crying for the good roots that were strangled by his own hands? Is he crying that he is unable to defeat the teasing of fate and eventually becomes the dead soul that is killed by the waves?

Chu Xingyun was chilling all over and his hands couldn't stop trembling, as if the one who was kneeling in front of him was not a desperate and sad old man, but a dark and hopeless era was kneeling to him.
To be continued...