Wanke and I walked to a bench on the side of the road and stopped. He sat down on the bench, buried his head between his knees, and I stood in front of him and looked at him without any intention of sitting down.

The dizzy night scenes made him look even more decadent. The vehicle speeding behind him raised my soft short hair, wind, chair, people, and others had nothing to do with us.

After looking at him for a while, I didn't know what he was thinking. After moving the Adam's apple, I still broke his emotional struggle: "Wanke..."

"That person is very nice to you..." He suddenly said something without waiting for me to think carefully. His voice was very soft, but I heard it clearly, and subconsciously hummed, "Hmm?"

"That person named Shiyin, you have a good relationship. I think he treats you very well."

I raised my eyebrows and looked at Wanke who was still burying his head between my knees. It is undeniable that Yinzi is really good to me. I have never seen anyone who Yinzi is better to me. This is just because we are friends, and Yinzi is indifferent to his personality, so I am his only friend. But I don’t think this is what Wanke wants to say to me.

"You are so lucky. That person is very powerful, don't worry about losing it." He continued, I don't think it's any point, but I also understand that the best I can do is listen quietly, and he said, "I'm not as good as him, not as good as your friends."

"He is a big ice cube and he is self-righteous." Wanke is indeed not as good as silver and cannot compare with every aspect, but it's better to be clear about some words in your heart and don't need to say them.

"He will protect you."

I pursed my lips and planned not to interrupt.

He said: "There is a good saying, brothers are like brothers and feet, and women are like clothes. Brothers are for life. They don't want you anything. Just a word is even if it's a mountain of swords and fire. Brothers are for trust, brothers are for heart, brothers are for ambition. Women are for life, there is better if they are for nothing, and it's easy to find. Brothers are forever gone, and they will never be forever." He stopped and looked up at me. I saw tears on his face, "I think Ah Wang, I regret it, what should I do!"

I didn't feel much, but I was worried because the man in front of me suddenly raised his head and was covered in tears and questioning. I think Wanke still cares about Zhang Xianying, a friend.

"Wanke--" I sighed helplessly and sat down next to him, not looking at him, just looking at the gray-blue sky with a few stars. The night is approaching. I said, "If you are a man, wipe away your tears. If you are gone, you will be gone. Can you come back if you cry? If Ah Ying has a spirit in the sky, you will definitely be happy and distressed. Since you regard Ah Ying as a friend, don't do things that make your friends unhappy."

"It's all my fault." He replied depressedly.

"You are not wrong, no one is wrong. I heard that Ah Wang is a gentle person, so he will not blame anyone..." He will not blame the murderer, right?

The vehicle flashed from the front of us, bringing in less obvious dust. We fell into silence again. Liujiu Wanke said, "Maybe no one is wrong..."

I went back first. When I left, Wanke was still sitting on the bench. I didn't call him but deliberately left him there because I knew that he needed to think about his future plans and friendship with Zhang Xianying.

It was completely dark, and I walked slowly in my pocket with one hand. I will go to Lihai tomorrow after tonight. I am really looking forward to it.

After returning home, I found that there was only silver on the sofa, leaning lazily in the middle. The TV was broadcasting financial news from the city. I looked around and asked the only person in the room: "Where are their people?"

"Ah, the woman went to work, Bai Mingyuan was called away by a phone call." Yinzi answered indifferently at the TV.

I sat down next to him: "What did you go out for just now?"

"What are you doing? I bought a pen and cinnabar." As he said that, he turned his head to look at me and raised his eyebrows, "You just sit down like this? What will you eat tonight?"

"Uh..." I can't cook, and after thinking about it, I gave the same answer as usual, "How about instant noodles?"

"Well," he nodded, "then you don't go, do you want me to do it?"

I agreed and just got up, I remembered something, so I sat back again: "Yinzi, let me tell you about Bai Mingyuan."

"explain."

It was so concise, I sighed in my heart, and still followed the good side: "Bai Mingyuan is a natural mute. He has yin and yang eyes. This is why I was willing to bring him with me when I went to the instrument room. And he helped me a lot in the case of Zhang Xianying. If he hadn't told me about Lu Mingzhe's death and what he saw, this case might have been delayed for a while."

"Yin and Yang Eyes, the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. There must be gains and losses..." Yinzi finally withdrew his eyes on TV. "Yin and Yang Eyes are not a good thing. Only those born in the Yin year and Yin month can have Yin and Yang Eyes. People with Yin and Yang Eyes must contain the essence of Yin Qi, and this essence of Yin Qi is the most tempting. Bai Mingyuan has lived for so many years. It's really interesting..."

When I heard Yinzi talking to myself, I felt that it was cold and it was not a good thing. I turned around and went to the kitchen to make my instant noodles.

When I walked into the kitchen, I saw three dishes and one soup with plastic wrap, a plate of small vegetables, a plate of shredded green peppers, a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, and a bowl of soup. I twisted a green vegetable with my fingers and tasted it. It tasted pretty good, and it was just like the taste of the small shop outside. I don’t have to guess that it was definitely the main leaf that was prepared before leaving.

Yinzi, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for instant noodles, was not surprised to see me coming out with the dishes. He just asked in a gossip: "Which woman made it? Does he like you?"

"Who knows, I don't like this type of girl." I shrugged, I really don't know why both of them thought that the Lord Ye liked me.

"It's really not suitable for you." Yinzi said as he walked to the table, not being polite to me at all.

Yes, I don’t know or like girls like Zhuye. I always feel strange when I get along with her, and I feel upset and awkward.

Wan Jie came back after Yinzi and I had dinner for half a quarter of an hour. He just said hello to us and left with the suitcase in the corner. Seeing him leave, I knew that Wan Jie had nothing to do with us from now on, even if we were strangers.

I turned my head when I looked at Wan Jie who closed the door and was isolated outside the house. When I turned around, I saw Yin Zi staring at the closed door and wondering what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "Who is this person?"

"Wan Ji, Zhang Xian-ying's friend."

"Oh... he..." I couldn't hear what he was saying, so I got closer and only heard his last sentence, "It seems that Zhang Xianying is still there..."

"What did you say? What Zhang Xianying is still there?" I asked.

"There are no so many reasons," he shook his head, leaned against the sofa and looked at the ceiling with a smile, and said slowly, "He will be happy, and some people hope he will be soon..."

I vaguely seemed to have grabbed something from Yinzi's words, and my mood suddenly became lighter. After all, people like good things, no matter who they are against, as long as they are not resentful people. I quietly looked at Yinzi's lazy side face: Zhang Xianyang and Wanke are brothers no matter what, Zhang Xianyang naturally hopes that Wanke will be happy.

The happiest person is to look back and see the person you care about is always by your side, whether it is family, love, or friendship.

On September 20, 2010, we arrived at the Shanghai Lhai Airport at 10:48 in the morning.

As the crowded people flowed out of the airport, I saw a sign in the crowd holding a beige rubbing, with the words "Ten Silver" written on it. I think this is the person sent by the Shanglhai Criminal Police Brigade to pick up the plane.

Holding the sign was a girl with a baby face, wearing a professional outfit and a ponytail. Next to her was a young man, a off-white T-shirt was loosely matched with a pair of jeans with four or five holes, giving people the impression of being unemployed.

When she saw someone walking in the young man walking slowly, only the girl came up immediately and took us away. She also took us away. She showed a warm and mature smile like a college student when he was greeting people: "The three are from the serious crime team of the First Criminal Police Brigade of Zhejiang Province. My name is Song Jiayao, and I am from the Ghast Group of the Second Criminal Police Brigade of Shanglhai City."

Song Jiayao spoke as cleanly as hers. At this time, the young man also approached. His careless attitude was, and his hands were wrapped around his chest without any politeness: "Xiao Yang, like this woman, is a criminal policeman."

Even if others are so rude, our own etiquette cannot be abandoned. Mingyuan is absolutely unreliable if he can't speak. So as a social person, I smiled at Song Jiayao with a friendly smile and introduced: "My name is Junziyi," turned around and glanced at Yinzi, "Our team leader Shi Yin," then looked at Mingyuan, "This is Bai Mingyuan, I just joined the Crime Team." As for why I am not friendly to this person named Xiao Yang, do I still need an explanation?

As soon as I finished speaking, the man named Xiao Yang joked: "The surname is ten, is there a Baijia surname? It's really strange that the criminal police of the Crime Team in Hangzhou City is a serious crime team. I heard that there is a forensic doctor who likes corpses in you. What's the name? Oh, by the way, Murong Liancheng."

"You can tell if you go check it out?" My face immediately sank when I heard Xiao Yang's words, "Does Liancheng like the corpse? If you die, you will be sent to his hand..."

"Gentleman's Clothes." The quiet silver sank in a deep voice interrupted my words. I suddenly felt trembling in my heart, and I didn't understand why Xiao Yang was just aroused by the angry person. I looked at Xiao Yang coldly and stopped talking. For a moment, the air solidified a little.

Song Jiayao coughed and carried her luggage and said in Yarun's voice: "Let's park the car outside, let's go there."

It was only because of Song Jiayao's enthusiasm and embarrassment that it was resolved.

Parked on the side of the road was a silver-gray half-sunny sports car. Xiao Yang strode to the side of the sports car and turned his keys to show off and said to us: "The seventh limited edition sports car Mercedes-Benz. Mine."

When I heard the two words that were deliberately made in the end, I only had the words "hehe" left in my heart. In addition, I also think that this person named Xiao Yang might have some problems with his brain. Although driving a sports car on the road in Lhai City is really cool, wouldn't it be too introverted?

Speaking of money, does Xiao Yang think that the criminal police in our Crime Team are very poor? Although I am indeed not a rich man, I have seen them. Liancheng, a rich man in our Crime Team, is definitely a rich man. Although I don’t know what family conditions the silver is, it is estimated that it is not worse than Liancheng.

Actually, I really can't be sure that Xiao Yang is really a criminal policeman? It's too much of a hatred for teammates like Xiao Yang.

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