crime shadow [criminal investigation]

Chapter 122 Scramble.

Jiang Bei's idea is to destroy the stickman Chun. Gongtu no matter what. This thing is as hot as it is hot.

Jiang Nan disagreed, and the picture book records the details of him and Jiang Bei, in case he gets old and suffers from Alzheimer's disease, and accidentally forgets each other, so he can take it out and recall carefully... although he is not sure Will it be possible to identify who the two stickmen are, but absolutely not if they are destroyed.

The two stood in front of the gas stove and started a silent confrontation. Jiang Bei tightly turned the switch of the gas stove and held the drawing book in one hand, making a gesture to throw it into the fire.

Jiang Nan quickly slammed into the frying pan and extinguished the fire: "I didn't say anything before you burned my paintings, but the paintings cannot be burned."

"Who told you to always draw weird pictures." Jiang Bei turned and turned on the faucet. If the fire didn't work, he would flush it with water, and the oil-based pen would faint when it touched the water.

Bitter-cold water gushed out, and within a short while, half of the pool was covered. Jiang Bei was about to throw the picture book when a strong wind blew up from his back. Come up, squeeze directly between Jiang Bei's legs, wrap one hand around the other's waist, and grab the painting book with the other.

This posture was really embarrassing, Jiang Bei ran into the hard stove in a panic, and attacked back and forth with one cold and one hot, burning the entire smooth and beautiful nape of his neck red.

In an emergency, he was supposed to return the painting book to Jiangnan and let him go as far as he could, but Jiang Bei got the courage from nowhere and wanted to negotiate terms with Jiang Bei.

He stretched out his hand out of the window, and as long as he loosened his fingers, the drawing book would fall downstairs. When it rained at night, no one would know what was drawn in the drawing book.

"Go away, or I'll throw the book down."

"Parabolic is wrong," Jiang Nan held Jiang Bei's waist and gently lifted a corner of his cotton pajamas, revealing a neat waistline, "Besides, you can't negotiate terms with me in your current situation, you Look, there are no curtains in the kitchen, if I do something, you will be stared at, you don’t like this, right? Then return the drawing book to me first, and I will let you go.”

There was no heating in the kitchen, and Jiang Bei felt the chill encroaching on his forced bare skin, and soon his hot palms warmed him up, and even a soft object was nibbling away at him bit by bit.

"Abei, your waist is so beautiful."

Jiang Bei was shocked, as if he was about to climb out of the window and jump in the next second: "Don't...don't lick."

"Give me back that picture book, hurry up."

Jiang Bei is hesitating, he understands that Jiang Nan will not do too much under the wide open window, and he is still struggling in his heart.

Jiang Nan didn't give him much time to think about it.

Jiang Bei heard the sound of water and watched Jiang Nan wet his hands in the pool. Before he could react, a drop of ice water dripped from a high place, which coincidentally hit his waist.

In just a moment, Jiang Bei was on the verge of collapse from ice and fire.

"Son of a bitch."

I forgot how long it has been since I heard Jiang Bei scold me like this. At the first glance, Jiang Nan felt relieved: "Hurry up and return the painting book to me, or there will be two small puddles on your body, and you are not allowed to spill it."

"Transformation." The water had already overflowed, and dripped back to the pool along Jiang Bei's waist again. The ticking sound scratched his whole body like a feather, and even his fingertips felt an indescribably soft feeling.

The water is still dripping.

It left streaks of cold water on the hot skin.

Jiang Bei raised his head and swallowed the sigh between his lips and teeth. He admitted that he had lost, and withdrew his hand holding the notebook: "Return it to you, and you are not allowed to draw again in the future."

"It's more or less the same." Jiang Nan reached out to pick it up, and for this negligence, he was unexpectedly elbowed by Jiang Bei, which almost ruined his proud nose. He forgot that Jiang Bei's profession is a criminal policeman, and singled A few hooligans are perfectly fine.

But hitting him is too much!

Jiang Bei vowed to destroy the Spring Palace Picture, and threw the picture book into the sink before his clothes were tidied up, but suddenly he heard a voice in his ear:

"You are too much!"

Jiang Bei paused and looked back, only to see Jiangnan covering his nose, his bright black eyes were covered with mist, and tears were rolling in his eye sockets.

Jiang Bei: "..."

Jiangnan's routine, or is it really a nosebleed?He obviously didn't work hard.

There was a little whirlwind in his heart, and he began to struggle between comforting Jiangnan and destroying the painting book. If he really got a nosebleed, it would be because he was sorry for Jiangnan. ...

At this time, Dirty Xixi, who had witnessed the whole process, called out to Jiang Bei: "Meow."

Routine, routine!Don't believe him, I saw it, and I didn't hit it at all!

It's a pity that Jiang Bei couldn't understand cat language, and after several struggles, he still returned the drawing book to Jiangnan. At worst, he would find it later and tear it up: "Sorry, your nose..."

"Thank you," Jiang Nan took it, then wiped his face, wiped away the tears, "Nose? What nose, my nose is fine, I'm fine."

Jiang Bei: "..."

You shouldn't believe him, which big man cries at every turn?

Jiang Bei could distinguish the suspect's lies, but he couldn't distinguish Jiang Nan's fake tears, which made him feel very frustrated, so he ran away from Jiang Nan angrily, and left.

"Are you angry? Obviously you wanted to burn my drawing books first," Jiang Nan said, and after a while, he added, "If you don't like it, then I won't draw anymore."

Jiang Bei didn't listen at all, he went back to his room and closed the door, and at the same time added a note-don't believe Jiangnan's tears, they are all fake.

When Jiang Nan heard the sound of closing the door, his heart skipped a beat, it was over, he was really angry.

Jiang Bei closed the door, the second bedroom was full of clutter and could not sleep in, and the other bedroom belonged to Ms. Deng, so the question is, where should he sleep tonight?

Jiang Nan looked at the sofa in the living room, where Dirty Xixi was still licking her fur seriously, he was disgusted and helpless, almost decided that it was his place tonight.

After accepting this fact, Jiangnan went back to the second bedroom to take the quilt and sleep on the sofa, but he couldn't catch a cold.

Jiangnan hugged the quilt and closed the door with one hand to prevent the cat from sneaking into the second bedroom in the middle of the night. After confirming that it was closed, he turned around and suddenly saw that the door of Jiang Bei's room was not closed, and a warm yellow light came out from the crack in the door.

This light is like an oasis in the desert, silently nourishing Jiangnan's heart.

He is fine again.

The door is still open, and you still sleep on the fucking sofa?

Jiang Nan immediately threw the quilt away, and tiptoedly opened the door of the master bedroom, and saw Jiang Bei standing in front of the closet, shirtless, exuding the soft spring light of the room under the dim light, and the necklace with the ring hanging on his collarbone , swaying playfully.

Jiang Nan touched his hot ears: "Actually...you don't have to be too proactive."

"What's on your mind?" Jiang Bei changed out of his wet pajamas, dressed neatly and stood in front of Jiang Nan in a leisurely manner, wishing he could take a look at his head. After thinking about it, forget it. He sighed deeply and began to read the sleeping rules. "Don't make trouble at night, let alone cry, or go out."

"Oh." Jiangnan accepted it when he saw it, and quickly climbed onto the bed and covered it tightly, but he was muttering in his heart-one day I will buy this house, and the housekeeper agrees.

Winter nights are always extraordinarily long. As the owner, Jiang Bei seemed to know that someone was coveting his real estate, so he didn't sleep well, and even had a wet dream. It was raining all the time in the dream, and the sky never cleared.

Hearing the sound of the ticking rain, he instinctively circled the person around him tightly, and patted the other person's back, which was a soothing gesture.

"Are you dreaming?"

Jiang Bei opened his eyes in a daze, and found that Jiang Nan hadn't slept at all. He stared at him for an unknown amount of time: "It's raining."

"No," Jiang Nan brushed aside his messy hair, and placed a soft kiss on his forehead, "You were dreaming, it wasn't raining, so don't comfort me, go to sleep."

Jiang Bei listened for a while, but he did not hear the sound of rain. His heart hanging in the air fell back into the warm blanket, letting the heavy sleepiness engulf him gently.

Sure enough, it didn’t rain at night, and the next day was a rare sunny day. Jiangnan woke up early, and moved the clothes to be dried from the balcony of the living room to the balcony of the living room in Xiangyang. the door.

It is difficult to see snow in winter in Ning'an City, and it is also difficult to see the sun. Most of the time it is gloomy. The warm but not dry sunshine is a gift from God, which attracts a large number of people to go out and sit on the roadside greening with their families. Bring them to bask in the sun. Jiang Bei has only seen this kind of comfortable scene of going out to bask in the sun in Ning'an City.

Jiang Nan squinted his eyes from the sun. He dug out a pair of sunglasses he picked up from some trash can and put them on.

"Is it here?" Jiang Nan took off his sunglasses and looked around, as if he was here to inspect the project, and if it was suitable, he would buy the entire amusement park.

Jiang Beidao: "That's what Li Linyan's mother said."

Jiang Nan: "What I'm asking is do you like it? I like to send you off."

Jiang Bei rolled his eyes at him, the lingering love of last night was completely gone, and he left without looking back.

The weather is good, the amusement park is very lively, full of children's laughter and laughter, and many young couples are taking pictures and checking in. The colorful rides reflect colorful light in the sun, and the dolls played by people warmly welcome tourists. Saying hello, they carry all the children's fantasies about the fairy tale world.

But Jiang Bei knew what had happened here, and he felt weird seeing the smile on the doll's face outlined by lines.

He took the photo of the Trojan horse music box, shuttled around the room, and asked the toll collectors of several projects, and they all said that they had never seen this Trojan horse.

Maybe it was Jiang Bei's fanfare asking that attracted the attention of others, or maybe Jiangnan's local tyrant temperament was too eye-catching, which caused the men not far away to lock on them at a glance.

There have been cases of missing children in the amusement park, and the security measures have been strengthened a lot in recent years. The man saw the two people holding a photo and asking questions, and they didn't play games, so they thought they were criminals, or they were spies sent by their peers. Spy, wanting to spy on the enemy, immediately called some security guards.

"You two," the man pointed out, "what are you doing? MLM distribution of leaflets is not allowed here."

Jiang Bei saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, even in cold weather, without a cotton coat, and with a nameplate pinned to his chest, identifying himself as the person in charge of the amusement park.

Jiang Bei showed his work permit to the person in charge, explaining his purpose of coming. The person in charge saw it, and then he thought of the cold, shivered violently, and lost most of his arrogance: "Comrade police, our industry and commerce bureau has a record, and the procedures are complete. No doll has been lost in the past few years, you are..."

Jiang Bei immediately grasped the key information. The person in charge knew about the missing child case six years ago, and he must have worked here for some years: "How long have you been working here?"

"Less than seven years," the person in charge said honestly, "I have been here since the amusement park was built."

Jiang Bei showed the photo of the music box: "Then have you seen this wooden horse?"

The photo is a bit distorted, but you can still see the colored lacquer painted on the surface of the music box. It is a special material of lacquer. It looks pale pink on cloudy days, and only in the sun will it reflect finely colored light.The roof of the merry-go-round horse was made into the shape of a crown, inlaid with glass fake diamonds, which looked like a real crown, and it was also a distinctive symbol of the carousel. At least Jiang Bei had never seen a crown carousel.

The person in charge only glanced at it, and said, "This is our carousel, and the music box was a commemorative gift made after the carousel, but this carousel stopped operating not long after it opened."

Jiang Bei and Jiang Nan looked at each other, thinking they really found it!Then asked again: "Outage? Why?"

The person in charge took the two people to the southeast corner where there were few people, explaining as they walked: "It's too big, and the electricity supply can't be supplied. Besides, how much money can a carousel make, 15 yuan for a ride, no matter how many people are there , the electricity bill is not enough. I don’t know what the owner of the amusement park is thinking. He wanted to build a landmark project at the beginning, not to mention the space occupied, and the money can’t be earned. Which amusement park would you say repairs such a big Trojan horse? Isn’t it just to lie to children? Once the Trojan horse started other large-scale projects, it couldn’t work hard, so it had to stop.”

From the tone of the person in charge, it can be heard that he actually wanted to say that the boss is a two hundred and five.

The person in charge brought the two people to a mottled iron gate. Judging from the degree of rust, it could be seen that the wooden horse had indeed been out of service for many years, and a corner of the carousel could be seen through the gap in the railing. If you don't want it, you can do it. Those horses are not dusty, so they must be taken care of by someone.

"If you want to see the carousel, you can just look at it, anyway, no one is playing it." The person in charge took off the hydraulic lock and pushed open the iron door vigorously. With a "squeak", a giant carousel was unreservedly displayed in front of everyone.

"Wow~" Jiang Nanqing sighed sincerely, pulled off his sunglasses to see clearly, and was indeed shocked, "Your boss built this Trojan horse to break the Guinness World Record, right?"

The person in charge said that the merry-go-round was too big. Jiang Nan dared to say that most of the carousels would call "Big Brother" when they saw this carousel.