"You are sick?"
After all, Song Qiaoyu couldn't restrain her complicated emotions and asked in an impolite way.
Tang Qian, who was sitting next to him, was quite calm: "Officer Song, you'd better give me some time to think about how to explain to my aunt the reason why I didn't go home in the middle of the night - it didn't involve a murder case, something that caused unnecessary concern. kind."
This guy is polite enough, and he has always maintained his condition well.
"You said you actually slept at home, but you just got up early and went out to do your duty at school, right?" Song Qiaoyu felt upset when she saw him, "I took the school leave for you."
"My aunt practiced her cooking skills on a whim, and made about a year's worth of mashed potatoes at once, and kept them in the refrigerator. She told me to bring the staple food for lunch every day to help her consume it." Tang Qian sighed, " It's a pity that I said yes, and I'm a man of my word. If I hadn't opened the refrigerator in the morning, she would have found out."
"So thoughtful!" Lu Yao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was very surprised.
Song Qiaoyu also remembered that this was indeed the case. He had also been warmly handed a bowl of mashed potatoes by Tang Qian's aunt before, saying that it was not easy for a college student to be alone outside, so he could try the craftsmanship of the locals.
However, perhaps because the recipient of the gift was an outsider, the test product that came into Song Qiaoyu's mouth unexpectedly tasted good, with a rich and smooth texture. He originally wanted to throw it away, but ended up eating it clean.
"The portions given to me were very unpalatable, really." Tang Qian said with emotion, "So please try not to disturb my thoughts. I'm afraid I'll think of the smell of wall mud again, and then I'll lose all my ideas. .”
Obviously, my nephew does not receive such preferential treatment as a stranger - it seems that my aunt is a kind person.
"So why do you want me to continue to protect you as a requirement?" Song Qiaoyu finally remembered and returned to the topic, "Do you think we are happy together, so happy that you need to make it a requirement at all costs?"
He chewed the word "pleasure" very hard.
I don't know whether Tang Qian was happy or not, but he was not very happy anyway.
Tang Qian shrugged: "As you can see, I am very insecure and need a strong bodyguard. And obviously, your colleagues regard you as an invincible Super Saiyan, which is obviously a sure sign. No matter how you look at it, you sound reliable.”
He looked at Lu Yao in passing.
"Brother, you have a good sense." Lu Yao was also a little surprised, "I tell you, you must remember the phone number of this police officer Song. If zombies siege the city at any time and fight, hurry up and hug this thigh, guarantee May you be safe, healthy and happy..."
She also blew it.
Song Qiaoyu felt even more headache after hearing this, but upholding her family tradition of "ignoring the troublemakers", she kept warning herself not to pay attention to these people.
Lu Yao has always been good at enlivening the atmosphere. Even if the topic she creates is about the most boring Song Qiaoyu, it does not prevent her from talking about it in a colorful way, adding a lot of fun to the road.
Liu Che, who was driving, was as quiet as a chicken, but he was actually listening.
He couldn't help but wonder what kind of ruthless character Captain Song's own son was - he didn't know anything about his physical strength, but as for his intelligence...
I've seen it before.
The vehicle gradually descended from the rugged mountain road to a straight road, and its speed also increased.
"Actually, there is really no need to ask. Although Brother Song has a bad temper, he never gives up on the tasks he takes on. Let me tell you, when I first met Brother Song during my internship, he was so spectacular. He could do it with just one elbow strike. A trafficker's car..." Lu Yao was still rambling.
"I've never been to prison before," Song Qiaoyu listened to his own rainbow fart for a long time, and finally couldn't help it anymore, "but now that we've passed the mountainous area and reached the main road, we're almost there."
He really couldn't stand it anymore.
"It's indeed almost there." Liu Che was an honest person, "It's only a ten-minute drive. In fact, you can continue chatting for a while." But the real result was not friendly to Song Qiaoyu.
"Why don't we talk about the person we want to meet." Lu Yao is an acquaintance. He and Tang Qian have known each other since last night's expedition. Now he seems to treat this person as an acquaintance. "Tang Qian, I said You suddenly want to find someone in prison, what's going on?"
Tang Qian's first request, besides asking Song Qiaoyu to protect him personally, was to obtain the information of those who were imprisoned for the incident eleven years ago. Lu Yao helped him retrieve the information of nine imprisoned criminals overnight. After checking all the physical examination records, Tang Qian pointed out one of the targets.
Photos taken in prison are generally not too decent, but the people in the photos look good despite their thin faces.
His name is Liu Jili, which is not very novel, but it is really auspicious. It’s hard to say whether this name has made him lucky: after all, if he is lucky, he is in prison now; if you say he is unlucky, unlike other colleagues, he did not die in that stubborn resistance. Paying in progress.
Liu Jili surrendered after the incident, knowing that he would not be able to escape legal sanctions. The main charge was murder rather than smuggling. He led the police officers to find where the body was buried and confessed what he had done. The motive for the killing was a dispute between associates. Liu Jili was the one who hid the body, but the official murder was a joint crime.
His testimony played a considerable role in Captain Song Jingsong's report and helped arrest the other two accomplices involved in the murder. At the same time, he surrendered and was arrested. Therefore, although the circumstances were serious and several crimes were concurrently punished, the final sentence was only nineteen years.
In other words, he can be released from prison in another eight years. And Tang Qian's goal for this trip was also him.
"I said that I happened to take a few casual glances and found that I had seen him before. Do you believe it?" Tang Qian raised his eyelids.
"Liu Jili was only twenty-nine back then, and he is now forty. With this age span, the gap caused by puberty can be bigger than this." Lu Yao expressed doubts, "You were only six years old at the time, could you You remember it so clearly, can you restore it just by looking at the photos?"
Wei Gaochi's age span over the years is from fifty-four to sixty-five years old. At this stage, people will basically have differences in wrinkles and hair color, and everything else has basically been finalized. And from a young man to a middle-aged man, there are many changes that can occur. What's more, eleven years in prison cannot have no impact on Liu Jili, at least to the extent that Tang Qian can recognize him from the photo at a glance.
Song Qiaoyu suddenly realized something and clapped her hands excitedly: "I remembered that this kid had secretly looked at Zhu Youjun's body before. As soon as Lu Yao left, he thought it was okay and pretended to have done nothing."
Song Qiaoyu's keen intuition vaguely told him that this clue might allow him to regain his position.
"You didn't have any plans to go to prison before, otherwise you would have asked us to cooperate..." Lu Yao is more sensitive to the cause and effect of things. She is thoughtful, and the co-pilot is looking back, Liu Yao Che reminded her not to block the car's rearview mirror, so she hid in front of the seat and watched secretly.
At this point, no one cares about when they will arrive in prison - except for Liu Che, who is diligent and conscientious in driving.
Tang Qian was surrounded by sights and felt a little numb.
"Don't look at it, I said." He sighed, "I know that a previous person had a mole on his neck - that person told me. If we find him, maybe something can be clarified. I checked the physical examination In the photo, Liu Jili also has one on his neck."
Everyone present and driving knew who the person Tang Qian was talking about, even Song Qiaoyu.
"Actually, Liu Jili has made it clear to Captain Song what he needs to say. What can you do with him? Why don't you look through the records we made before." Lu Yao was a little confused, "It's not like I can't provide it to you."
"Do you want to confirm for yourself whether he is that person?" Liu Che also had some guesses, "Liu Jili is in prison, and the information communicated with him generally cannot be transmitted outside, which will make you feel safe. Xiao Tang, are you Aren’t you afraid of being discovered investigating this matter? That’s why the second request appears.”
In this car, he was the only one who still treated Tang Qian as a child who needed special care. Lu Yao was not much older than Tang Qian to begin with, and he was a scumbag; Song Qiaoyu had never taken care of others at all, and he had opinions about them. At least verbally, it was impossible to favor this young man with a deep scheming mind.
Tang Qian hesitated, but nodded. After finishing the action, he realized that Liu Che couldn't see behind him, and said: "...Maybe."
What he wanted to confirm was actually more than that.
"But there is another question, why do you think Zhu Li's father is that person?" Lu Yao asked another soul question.
Tang Qian felt more and more that he had not left the interrogation room, but had just rested for a night and moved the venue to the car.
"It's not impossible if you don't say it," Liu Che spoke again, "We can take our time."
Tang Qian took a deep breath: "...It's actually not a big deal. If you have to say it, half of the content is just a coincidence."
At this moment, the vehicle had already entered the prison gate.
Liu Che had already been notified, so he took the ID and greeted the gatekeeper. The people there seemed to know him. Liu Che opened the car window and said a few words, and the two seemed to be very familiar with each other.
"Your request did not say that I was not allowed to listen to your conversation. I can't hide any motives. Are you right?" Liu Che said casually after closing the car window.
Although he is a good person, Liu Che sometimes makes people feel that he is not as friendly and innocent as he appears.
Just like now, Tang Qian felt that he was being secretly plotted despite being very gently comforted and reminded. Although this result was within his expectation.
Soon, the vehicle stopped at a location.
"I'll inform the prison guard. Just follow him when someone comes later." Liu Che turned to look at Lu Yao, the co-pilot, and said, "I have other things to do later. You two go and watch." Tang Qian. And that Liu Jili, I can't guarantee that all the people in prison are good, but generally there are not many good ones. You don't need to come to me, I should be back before I finish asking, and then I will go directly to where you are. The place will be harmonious.”
With that said, Liu Che took off his coat and threw it on the driver's seat. In fact, others have long wondered why Officer Liu is still wearing a coat in the middle of summer.
This makes it clear why.
Under the coat, he was wearing a black sleeveless shirt, with a simplified phoenix pattern tattooed on his right arm from above his shoulder, which was absolutely hard to miss under this kind of clothing. But if you put on an ordinary T-shirt, it can just cover up all the brightly colored patterns.
After changing his attire, an elite police officer who was originally serious and polite suddenly became like a gangster with a hairy head - except for the stern hair, he really doesn't look that unconventional, and the other elements Even his temperament seemed to have changed.
"Brother Liu, you are so handsome." Lu Yao saw it most clearly and couldn't help but clicked his tongue, quite surprised.
In fact, the remaining few people were not surprised.
"Don't worry too much."
Liu Che was a little helpless. With such a change in expression, he immediately became more like the elite police officer that Mo Yunwan said was easy to bully.
