After Bai Mo left, Lu Wan asked Zeng Hao to arrange a workstation for Bai Mo, and then left the office.
Five minutes later, Lu Wan walked into Bai Yonghui's office.
At this moment, Bai Yonghui was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. There was a cup filled with tea on the coffee table. The hot steam proved that Bai Yonghui had just poured it.
Lu Wan sat down and picked up the cup of hot tea.
The two were not only masters and apprentices, but also the most perfect partners in the bureau. For example, now, Bai Yonghui knew that Lu Wan would come to him, and Lu Wan also knew that this cup of tea was prepared for her.
"I started to go through the process for Bai Mo half a month ago, following the talent introduction model." Bai Yonghui said in a low voice.
This was Bai Yonghui's explanation to Lu Wan. Sure enough, he had already planned to let Bai Mo join the police force.
"But Bai Mo was still abroad at that time." Lu Wan showed a curious expression, "You know that he is planning to come back, and you also know that he will agree to join the police force?"
"I only know that he is planning to come back. After he came back, he did not agree to join the police force. It was not until he met you today that he agreed." Bai Yonghui slowly looked at Lu Wan, his expression becoming serious.
As the first female captain in the history of the Meihai City Public Security Bureau, Lu Wan's intelligence is unquestionable.
Bai Yonghui's choice of words is very interesting. He was not talking about after participating in the case, but after meeting Lu Wan. Obviously Bai Yonghui judged that Bai Mo joined the police force because of Lu Wan.
Lu Wan's bright eyes flashed a few times, and she sneered, "You don't think Bai Mo has thoughts about me, do you?"
Bai Yonghui didn't mean to joke. He explained his analysis seriously.
After hearing this, Lu Wan put a hand in front of her mouth and laughed, her eyes full of teasing.
"It's true that caring leads to chaos!" At this moment, in Lu Wan's eyes, Bai Yonghui is just an old father who cares about his son. Lu Wan said, "Don't worry, Bai Mo definitely didn't join the police force because of me."
Speaking of this, Lu Wan suddenly remembered Bai Mo's look at the whiteboard just now.
"Maybe!" Lu Wan looked out the window, "He inherited your genes and is very interested in solving crimes."
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Meihai City covers a large area. In addition to the urban area, there are three county towns, all of which are located on the seaside. There are rolling mountains to the east. It takes nearly three hours to get to the nearest Jichuan City.
Meihai City is divided into Shangcheng District and Xiacheng District. Xiacheng District is mostly old-fashioned buildings and belongs to the old town of Meihai City. Shangcheng District is an economic development zone with many high-rise buildings.
Inside Building 10, Guyue Community, Shangcheng District.
Bai Mo looked at the plate after plate of delicious dishes on the dining table and smiled towards the kitchen: "Grandma! Stop working so hard. I'm starving to death."
Bai Yonghui, who was across the dining table, showed a happy smile.
Grandma didn't use her chopsticks at the table, and Bai Mo didn't eat secretly. After living abroad for so many years, Bai Mo could still remember his teachings, and Bai Yonghui was very pleased.
There was another thing that made Bai Yonghui happy. Bai Mo cut his hair and dyed it black.
Short broken hair, messy with a little styling, this may be Bai Mo's last stubbornness as a painter.
Grandma walked out of the kitchen, followed by the nanny Aunt Zhang, each holding a plate of dishes in their hands.
"You brat!" Grandma glared at Bai Mo with a smile, "I've been back for three days, and you came here to look at me on the first day, and you just came to have dinner with me today!"
Faced with grandma's complaints, Bai Mo put on a smile and said, "I've been cleaning up the old house these two days, and I really don't have time."
"Hmph!" Grandma put the plate down and slapped Bai Mo on the back, "I'm so angry when you say this. It's not like this house is a place without you, why don't you live here?"
Bai Mo giggled twice, "Grandma! I am an artist after all. I need a quiet environment to create. Uptown here is too noisy. The old house is more suitable for me."
Besides, that’s where my mother once lived!
Bai Mo didn't say this, because he didn't want to break the harmonious atmosphere in front of him.
"Artist?" Grandma pouted, "Isn't he just a painter?"
Bai Mo didn't refute. He didn't think he could convince his grandma of her old ideas and make her develop a love for art.
Grandma glanced at Bai Yonghui and then looked at Bai Mo, "I heard from your dad that he arranged a job in the Public Security Bureau for you. Even though it's a casual job in the office, you have to work hard and don't think about painting every day. . This is a serious organization, don’t let your father find it difficult to explain."
A sinecure?
Bai Mo was stunned for a moment, how could the job of the criminal police team be a sinecure?
Fortunately, Bai Mo immediately understood what his father meant. His father didn't want grandma to know that he was engaged in dangerous work, so he said he would be given a casual job.
"Absolutely!" Bai Mo pointed to his hair, "I even cut my hair. Can it prove that I value this job?"
"You brat!" Grandma slapped Bai Mo on the back again and said with a smile, "Hurry up and eat!"
Bai Yonghui nodded with satisfaction. He didn't tell Bai Mo beforehand that he had lied to his grandma. Bai Mo's reaction made him very satisfied.
Bai Yonghui took out a bottle of white wine and two glasses and said to Bai Mo, "Want something to drink?"
Bai Mo shook his head like a rattle, and anyone could see his reluctance.
Grandma, who always loved her grandson, patted Bai Mo's back with her rough hands again and said dissatisfied: "How can a Dongtai person eat without drinking? Hurry up and have a drink with your dad."
Bai Mo nodded helplessly, criticized the wine culture of Dongtai Province in his heart, and then picked up the wine glass and clinked a glass with Bai Yonghui.
The late family dinner finally started. In addition to the three generations of the Bai family, there was also a nanny named Aunt Zhang who had been taking care of grandma.
The atmosphere is harmonious and fun.
Unfortunately, "good times don't last long". Bai Mo's eyes blurred after just three glasses of wine. After the fourth glass of wine, he went straight to the toilet and vomited.
After that, Bai Mo watched Bai Yonghui drink, until grandma got sleepy and went to bed, until Aunt Zhang started clearing the table.
Rejecting Bai Yonghui's repeated attempts to stay, Bai Mo left his new home.
Bai Mo didn't drink much, and he vomited a lot of wine. Now he was only a little dizzy. Bai Yonghui only let him go home alone after confirming Bai Mo's condition.
It's not that he doesn't want to live with Bai Yonghui, but he has more important things to do tonight.
The inspirations that existed in his mind were like the raging sea of eyebrows, setting off waves one after another. The waves seemed to swallow up the entire sea surface!
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It's quiet at night, inside an old house in Xiacheng District, Meihai City.
The house is the most classic old-fashioned building in Meihai City. It has two floors. The rooftop is surrounded by an iron mesh. The flowers and plants that should have been on the rooftop have withered.
The second floor was dark, and there were only some weak lights in the living room on the first floor.
The light on the first floor comes from a small door, behind which are steps extending downwards to the basement.
In the basement at this moment, Bai Mo took back his paintbrush, looked at his masterpiece and let out a long breath.
The painting is a rocky beach. A woman is lying on a large smooth stone. The upper body of her dress has been pulled down. A man is holding the woman's head and pressing it against the stone. There are bright red blood stains under the head. Reddish the other side of the stone.
In the painting, you can see the profile of the man and the face of the woman that is not completely bloody.
Whether it is the characters in the painting, each stone, or the stacking waves in the distance, Bai Mo's carvings are lifelike, just like a photo, recording a real moment.
"What a beauty!"
Outside, the stars were gone, and dark clouds blocked the already bleak light of the night sky.
