Wanderer

Chapter 12 Children

Coming out of the old man’s house, Chai Fanwen’s call came, saying that the alarm center had received a report of a house robbery in Dongcheng, the amount involved was relatively large, and the city bureau needed to dispatch the police as soon as possible. Wen Hai nodded wearily: “Yes, I see, I will immediately go back."

He is really busy these days, so busy that he almost has the illusion that "Bo Kang is a person".

A murder case involving drug trafficking was already heavyweight enough, but in the end, because of his "unintentional act", it turned into an organized human organ trafficking case. The wide and deep involvement is rare in the past ten years.

The case has developed to such a point that they are no longer able to handle it.In the special case team set up above, Captain Fang and two other old criminal policemen are listed as members of the serious crime team. These days, they are all fed and lodging on the serious crime team, and the daily work management of the criminal investigation team falls to the deputy captain Wen Hai On his shoulders, he carried the revolving wheel alone. Compared with him, the donkey pulling the mill and the dog watching the house were living a peaceful life.

But at this juncture, there are still people who are fine.

Before the car drove out of Mr. Bai's courtyard, Qi Jun called.Director Qi has also been transferred to the serious crime team in the past few days, but since he is born with a different IQ than most people, he always reveals the atmosphere of "I mean everyone here is rubbish", so let him go to the serious crime team to listen. Self-righteous experts talking nonsense at the conference table might as well stay in the morgue and study a few more corpses.

Seeing the caller ID, Wen Hai only felt his temples jumping out, and immediately greeted him in a three-way manner after answering the call: "Director Qi..."

Qi Jun gave a soft "um", "What did you call me?"

"...Godfather, are you looking for me?"

"Your mother just called me and asked me what kept you so busy that you didn't even have time for a blind date," Qi Jun said intriguingly, "Xiao Hai, what do you think my godfather should say?"

"I'm working on a case with you."

"So you're too busy to meet a girl?" Qi Jun asked back.

"Whether there is or not is up to you." Wen Hai kicked the ball back again.

"You're almost thirty, and you haven't had a serious relationship yet. Your mother should be anxious." Qi Jun replied to him in a decent manner, and before the words hit his feet, he followed up : "Of course, it's her business that she is anxious. You should not be in a hurry. Where there are living people, there are dead people for fun."

Wen Hai: "..."

Few people in the city bureau knew that besides colleagues, Qi Jun and Wen Hai had this relationship - Captain Fang, Qi Jun and Wen Hai's father were graduates of the same class of Long'an Police Academy back then.But the class concept at that time was quite fucked up. Wen Hai's father was the son of a cadre, with a noble and glamorous feather. Few people from ordinary families were willing to gather with a group of "dudes" like them. The strange flower that doesn't stick to small details can mix up both sides.

Mr. Wen and Mr. Qi are good buddies, and the two children are traveling together. From time to time, the two families walk around each other. Although their friendship is not as deep as that of the old Bai family, they are roughly regarded as five-fu relatives who have not been listed in the genealogy.Just like this, Qi Jun, who got married late and had children late, became the godfather of the little grandson of the Wen family inexplicably when he just had a girlfriend.

Now Wen Hai's father has a high position and authority, and his words and deeds are at the textbook level, and he is no longer the son of the past.And Qi Jun is still a bright and wonderful flower. He found a wife who is also a forensic doctor, and a couple of children also went to study medicine. The daily life of a family of four is to discuss various cases and causes of death. The scene was watched by an outsider in Wenhai. It was really enjoyable and outrageous.

If Wen Hai's parents were to tell him, Qi Jun, who has been a godfather for more than 27 years, has no other use, only two brilliant achievements - one is to lure Wen Hai into the police academy, As a result, the grandson of the Wen family almost died on the front line of anti-drugs; the second is to carry forward his fine tradition of late marriage and late childbearing, and successfully persuaded Wen Hai to be a bachelor for [-] years.

Such an unreliable godfather has not killed his son's biological parents, and he can only thank the legal society.

The unreliable Qi Jun immediately forgot what Wen Hai's mother told him to go to Java, and chatted about the case in a serious manner: "Wen Hai, what do you think of this case?"

"I don't have any opinion." Wen Hai said, "It's a typical group crime. If you dig deeper, there must be big fish."

"I'm afraid it's because the root system is too deep, and the fish is not caught, so I'm covered in mud." Qi Jun said meaningfully, "Xiao Hai, you are a smart person. It's common to throw pawns and save cars in this world. The question is whether you are a pawn or a car." .”

Wen Hai frowned: "I found out about this matter, Chai Fanwen is a helper running errands, don't involve him."

"Then if it's an award, you also extract Chai Fanwen?"

"It's Brother Chai with sharp eyesight, and I'm the one in charge of delivering the message."

"Hey, you are a fool." Qi Jun sincerely praised, "Don't worry, you two little shrimps, you can't get into the eyes of those people. Your team told me your opinion, and you said you followed me. The autopsy report found something wrong?"

"I'm talking nonsense."

"..."

The car happened to arrive at the busiest city center, the sky was boiling, the traffic was busy, Wen Hai was facing the red light with a bitter and bitter face, passers-by with hurried expressions were coming and going, and when someone touched his upper and lower lips A business of tens of millions, some people speak a foreign language and get into the local rented house exhaustedly, and some people describe death in an understatement-the passing of a life is just a few lines on A4 type paper in the eyes of some people Song typeface four characters.

"You said in the autopsy report that the incision on the abdomen of the deceased was very professional. I just saw the photo of the person whose identity was stolen, and it occurred to me that such a professional technique may not only be used on sex." Wen Hai looked at Hong. The light turned into a green light, and the unremarkable black off-road was hidden in the traffic flow in an instant, "And now that all systems are connected to the Internet, it is not so easy to obtain a fake identity that is unimpeded. This identity has been frequently stolen for nearly Four years, how can the person who stole the identity be sure that he will not go out of his way, it is likely that he knows that the real user of this identity will not appear in society."

"Your guess basically has no tenable objective basis."

"That's why I said I was just guessing."

"Well, stupid people have stupid blessings."

"..."

Someone was calling him over there, Qi Jun covered the microphone to deal with it, and said: "Tell me honestly, why do you think about this?"

Wen Hai was silent for a moment, "When I was an undercover agent, I came into contact with people whose organs had been removed, and this homeless man gave me a feeling very similar to them."

"How are those people doing now?"

"All dead."

There was a sigh from the other end of the phone.

"It's okay." Wen Hai said in the usual tone, "Under that kind of medical condition, whoever had a few pieces of flesh cut off and several buckets of blood drained wouldn't be able to survive now, you know better than me."

Qi Jun suddenly said: "I heard that Bokang's son lives in your house."

The topic was changed so bluntly that Wen Hai was completely speechless. After thinking for a long time, he followed Qi Jun and ran a hundred miles away, and replied: "The child is very sensible, and he is different from Baikang."

"Well, there should be someone by your side." Qi Jun said with emotion, "I don't care so much whether it's a man or a woman. Anyway, some physical activities can be carried out. Your parents are afraid that you will die at home alone. If you last a few more years, they will see it."

Wen Hai caught him off guard and let him do a pose, a blast of cold air rushed up the back of the spine and rushed to the Tianling Gai, his tongue tied and said: "Then, that's a child."

"Oh—" Qi Jun said leisurely, "I know, I didn't say it was him."

Wen Hai frowned.

"I just said it's okay for a man to accompany you." Qi Jun laughed, "What do you think?"

"..."

Bai Yunqi, who was sitting in Fang Hui's office writing papers dozens of miles away, sneezed suddenly, and the gel pen drew a long handwriting on the straw paper.

Fang Hui looked up at him and asked, "Any ideas?"

Bai Yunqi rubbed the tip of his nose, wrote two more lines of formulas on the paper, passed the paper over, and accidentally bumped his arm against the girl next to him who was busy with calculations, the girl stared at him angrily, and got an innocent After the facial expression, he said angrily: "Did you figure it out?"

Bai Yunqi, who had a gray nose, flinched, nodded slightly, and said, "After ignoring the influence of gravity..."

"I didn't ask you." The girl said anxiously, "I can figure it out."

Fang Hui laughed and said, "Sun Miao, you are always in such a hurry, don't scare Bai Yunqi."

The girl named Sun Miao turned the pen "swish" a few times, curled her lips, and continued to write and draw on the straw paper.

Bai Yunqi, who was confused about the situation, handed the paper to Fang Hui, and stood awkwardly by the desk, scratching the edge of the desk with his hands behind his back.

"Hmm... your idea is very new, but it's still an old problem. You don't pay attention to details. Look at your derivation, you lose a force after pushing it halfway." Fang Hui circled the paper with a red pen, "... Oh, you are quite miraculous, you lost it all the way and finally got it back, not bad.”

Bai Yunqi: "..."

"The answer is correct. Pay attention to the place I circled and go back to self-study." Fang Hui handed the paper back to Bai Yunqi, turned to Sun Miao and said, "Miaomiao, you are behind this time."

Before she finished speaking, Sun Miao grabbed the paper and stuffed it into Fang Hui's hand: "I did it too!"

Fang Hui glanced, and said: "You two are really... He is blinded by the new and specific process of thinking, and you are methodical in the process, and you are the least brilliant way every time. How about it, you two change the papers after class have a look."

After coming out of the office, Bai Yunqi walked into the classroom without saying a word, and Sun Miao behind him stopped him: "Hey, Bai Yunqi..."

Bai Yunqi stopped in his tracks, turned his head and asked politely and distantly, "What's the matter?"

"Didn't Teacher Fang just tell us to change the papers?" Sun Miao said quickly, "I'll give you the papers at the end of this evening self-study get out of class. When will you give them to me?"

Bai Yunqi thought that Fang Hui was just talking, and was taken aback for a moment, before vaguely saying, "That's it, I'll go and tidy up."

Standing at the back door of Class Six, Liu Xinyu, who watched the entire conversation between the two, waited for Sun Miao to go downstairs, and came over and said, "Fuck, Qizi, do you still know Sun Miao?"

Bai Yunqi asked confusedly, "Do you know her?"

"Who doesn't know about Sun Miao, a class of top students who have not fallen out of the top three since entering the first year of high school, and are still good looking, what's the matter, what's wrong with you two?" He bumped Bai Yunqi with his elbow .

Bai Yunqi frowned and shook his head.

Liu Xinyu, a non-famous gossip tabloid reporter, was burning with a mother-in-law's heart, and asked persistently: "What did Goddess Fang ask you for? She still caught your mid-term paper?"

Bai Yunqi stuffed the paper in his hand into his hand, yawned, walked back to his seat and lay down on the table to catch up on sleep.

Liu Xinyu unfolded it and saw that the paper was full of incomprehensible numbers and letters wobbling around. Bai Yunqi's handwriting was still very self-indulgent, and in an instant, every line of characters became a scourge, screaming and piercing into his head, scaring him. It made him throw the paper on the desk of the person who was about to fall asleep as if his hand was on fire.

Evening self-study just finished class, and Bai Yunqi, who was half asleep for a second, grabbed his schoolbag as if electrified and ran outside. As soon as he ran to the door, he bumped into Sun Miao who came to look for him, and was stuffed by a dozen Bound rolls.

"Where's your paper?" Sun Miao asked.

Bai Yunqi took out a few crumpled waste papers that seemed to be papers, and said, "That's all."

"..." The paper trembled in the breeze, like two blooming pickles.

Sun Miao was so upset that she looked at Bai Yunqi like a pig who had stomped her family's field of Chinese cabbage.

The omnivorous Bai Yunqi didn't notice, and rushed downstairs with smoking buttocks, followed by Liu Xinyu who chased after him and shouted anxiously: "Dude, how do I fix my math paper?"

Bai Yunqi's voice came from downstairs "in twists and turns": "I will write to you tomorrow morning!"

"Hey, awesome." Liu Xinyu muttered, turned his head and saw Sun Miao who was holding a few pieces of torn paper in his hand, and said casually, "Beauty, come to find my little flag?"

Sun Miao glanced at him inexplicably, turned her head and walked away with Bai Dashen's paper in hand.

Ke Likai came out from the back door with the drawing board on his back, saw Liu Xinyu standing there alone, and asked, "What are you doing standing there alone?"

Liu Xinyu, who was covered with a noble and glamorous look, looked at him resentfully for the two of them one after another, and murmured, "They're all awesome, alas, they're all awesome..."

Bai Yunqi ran all the way out of the school gate, and as soon as he got in the car, he keenly noticed that Wen Hai's face was not looking good, and his eyebrows were tangled up while holding his mobile phone. He pretended not to care, lowered his head to play with his schoolbag, secretly pricked up his ears, and caught a The soft female voice called out "Xiao Hai".

That voice is like glutinous rice cakes that have been left for several hours in March in Yangchun, soft and sweet, with inadvertent warmth, so crisp that one's heart softens.

Wen Hai ignored it, and said coldly: "I told you that you don't need to come, I'm busy these days."

It seemed that he still didn't give up, and he muttered a lot of words, Bai Yunqi only heard the general idea, it should be an excuse like "I haven't seen you for a long time".

Wen Hai glanced at Bai Yunqi, and said, "There are other people in my family, so it's inconvenient for you to come."

Just as Bai Yunqi was about to speak, Wen Hai gave him a slash, causing him to shrink his neck. An Ansheng lowered his head and lowered his eyes, turning himself into a ball of air that was accidentally dyed.

"...Ah?" Wen Hai suddenly raised his voice, and then said amusedly and helplessly, "It's not...it's not cohabitation...Mom, don't always think about it, you're just a kid who came to live with you."

Oh, I'm just a kid.Bai Yunqi thought about it expressionlessly, and tightened the strap of the schoolbag with his fingers.

The voice over there suddenly became much lower. It should be a man talking, but Wen Hai's impatient attitude didn't hold back at all, and his tone became more blunt. thing.

"I'm not in charge of this case anymore. My godfather is in the serious crimes unit... Well, no one will bother me, don't worry..." Although his tone didn't change at all, his fingers were anxiously grabbing the leather cover of the steering wheel , The wrinkles on the forehead were squeezed out three layers.

After the man said a few words, Wen Hai said impatiently: "I'm not a child, I'm already 28 and celebrate some kind of birthday, just eat and drink yourself, don't worry about me."

With a ding-dong sound, the word "birthday" lit up Bai Yunqi's eyes. He looked at Wen Hai who was still talking on the phone through the rear view mirror, and his thoughts immediately went to whether the shirt-loving man lacked a tie or not. , A bad throat is a philosophical consideration like lack of a scarf.

In the end, Wen Hai compromised, and said helplessly, "Then why don't you come over next Friday...won't you go out to eat? Don't go out...well, I got it..." He pouted like a child, feeling a bit dazed. Very pitiful and wronged, "Remember, I will go shopping for groceries."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Hai smiled at Bai Yunqi, "Xiao Qi, can I send you a task on behalf of the organization?"

Bai Yunqi preemptively said: "I'll just go and live at my brother's house that day, no trouble."

"Who told you this." Wen Hai knocked on his forehead, "My parents will come to see me next week, you can give me a few words then."

"Are you going to buy me?"

"You child," Wen Hai tapped him again, "I'll be 28 after that day, and I'm the only one in the younger generation who is not married. Guess how long they can chatter."

What this means is that Wen Hai has not confessed his sexual orientation to his family.

Bai Yunqi let out a long "Oh—" and said with a smile: "Auntie and uncle are also doing it for your own good, so what are you afraid of listening to more nagging?"

"It's fine for me to listen to nagging." Wen Hai is persuasive, "but when they nagged me, I must also nudge you. How old is the young man? Where did you go to school? Do you have a girlfriend? Hey, Wen Hai, look at everyone. When you have a companion, look at you again..."

"I, I don't." Bai Yunqi couldn't help interrupting him, "I really don't."

"Then why not? You don't want to learn from Wenhai, this kid is always worrying..."

"..."

"Do you want to help?"

"Help, help." Bai Yunqi swallowed, "You are busy with work and don't have time, and you have no way to recover from a blind date...Is that okay?"

"good."

"..."