The man was tall, wearing a black shirt, with crisp trousers, and his pockets. His legs were loosely crossed in front, and his long hair fell on his shoulders. As long as someone looked at him, his eyes swept over immediately would hold two bowls of smiles, and he would give it indiscriminately, as if he didn't have money.

Lang Qiao has grown up so old that he has never seen a coquettish man who is deliberately at the door of the Public Security Bureau: "Part Pacific, are you a friend?"

Tao Ran seemed to have a little toothache.

Lang Qiao was very sensitive and immediately realized that the atmosphere was a little wrong, so he asked inexplicably: "What?"

Tao Ran was about to walk over to speak, but Luo Wenzhou, who had been silent, suddenly reached out and grabbed his elbow and raised his chin at the man: "Fei Du, why are you here for?"

Fei Du pulled away his long legs, raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Oh, I'm sorry, I don't know that this land is surnamed Luo."

Luo Wenzhou squinted his eyes expressionlessly, Fei Du looked at him with a smile, and Lang Qiao, who was completely confused, felt a tense murderous aura for no reason.

After a while, Fei Du sneered at him, withdrew his gaze first, turned to Tao Ran: "Tao Ran gets in the car, and if he doesn't leave, the team will post a note to me."

Before Tao Ran could reply, Luo Wenzhou interrupted him coldly: "I said you have gotten off work? You two will go back to the bureau with me immediately. You should report the progress to Director Zhang as soon as possible and add a case discussion."

Lang Qiao: "..."

Didn’t you just say “I’ll talk about it tomorrow”!

Fei Du sighed lazily: "The boss's menopause is really one of the tragedies in the world. Then this is the case. Brother Tao and the beautiful sister Hua took you away in my car. I'll take you back to the city bureau. It's been a hard day, and at least take a spacious car to stretch your legs."

"This is not spacious? Mr. Fei, then you must not experience the escort car, as it guarantees that you can't even stretch your arms."

"Thank you for your reminder - Tao Ran, I have booked a seat at a Western restaurant near your unit. Even if I work overtime, I have to have a meal first, right?"

"We public servants do not eat, and even the murderers are not caught, and they still have the face to eat?"

Lang Qiao hasn't figured out who he has offended yet.

Tao Ran, who could not speak at all, finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Okay, you two are all over!"

Luo Wenzhou sneered, turned around and left: "Come on—Lang Dayan, what are you looking at? I want to see the young man go home and look at him. Don't waste time here!"

"Tsk, beauty, do you want to consider changing careers to our company?" Fei Du tilted his head very "dominant president" and said, "It's a waste of money to be a policeman like this. I'll give you five times the salary."

Tao Ran turned around and glared at him: "You should say less!"

Fei Du looked at him steadily, nodded particularly "behavedly", and of course he rubbed the fire again: "Okay, for your sake."

Luo Wenzhou: "Tao Ran, why are you still procrastinating!"

None of the two old men could afford to offend him, so Officer Tao had to roll his eyes at the innocent Yekong and quickly followed Luo Wenzhou.

After walking a few steps, he subconsciously turned around. Sure enough, he saw Fei Du standing motionlessly watching his back. Seeing him turning back, Fei Du seemed to have expected this scene. He smiled suddenly, stretched out two fingers, touched his lips, and then gently flicked Tao Ran.

Tao Ran: “…”

If the international community also sets a prize for Playboy, Young Master Fei may have won the Nobel.

Luo Wenzhou drove the police car into Chang'e-3 all the way, and the pig suddenly flew back to the city bureau. The seemingly bulky big Suv could always be leisurely behind them.

Lang Qiao endured it for a long time and couldn't help but owed her words: "Who is that young man? The car is driving so smoothly."

Tao Ran turned around and handed her a vague look, asking her not to pick up any pot, but it was too late.

Luo Wenzhou saw Fei Du parked his car in the rearview mirror at the door of the city bureau and called the traffic police brigade next door: "There is an illegal parking at our door. Please hold on to the sticker. That guy has money, so I'll post a few more."

After a while, a small traffic policeman called him tremblingly: "Council Luo, I posted a note and told him 'I will be fined 200 if I park the car illegally."

Luo Wenzhou: "What's wrong?"

The little traffic policeman said, "Oh, he gave me one thousand and said he would stop for another eight hundred yuan."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Lang Qiao looked at him carefully: "Boss, are you still having a meeting?"

Luo Wenzhou: "Nonsense!"

However, Luo Wenzhou could not keep holding Tao Ran and not let him go. Their work results were clear and clear every day, so there were really not as many classes as possible.

Fei Du folded a small boat with a ticket, turned on the air conditioner, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, and was leisurely circulating an English song in the fragrance of the car. When it was eighth, Tao Ran came out.

Tao Ran is a person who is not very particular. He has a cross-body briefcase with a mess of hair and has no idea how many days he hasn't wiped his leather shoes. He has a band-aid sticker on his chin and a little tired of being frustrated. He is really not a bad person. He stepped forward and knocked on Fei Du's car window: "You haven't moved yet?"

Fei Du rolled the car window down, and the circular "youraisemeup" couldn't wait to break free from the gaps in the car window, and flew into the night and dispersed melodiously.

After listening to the song, Tao Ran's expression changed somehow, but before he could say anything, Fei Du turned off the speaker as if nothing had happened.

"The video of your squad was posted online, and I happened to see it," Fei Du got out of the car and pointed to the band-aid on Tao Ran's chin. "I'm a little worried about you, are you okay?"

Tao Ran smiled bitterly - it would be better to be tired than to deal with ten mass fights between Luo Wenzhou and Fei Du.

"Okay, I'll hide in the next time, will it not be enough for menopause?" Fei Du took his bag, "Do you want to drive or take a car?"

"I'll be the first time I'll be with me in the 'menopausal period'." Tao Ran opened the car door and entered the driver's seat, "Why did you change another car?"

"Don't you think my cars are too noisy?" Fei Duman casually walked around the co-pilot, "I bought another one, which is cheap and stable, and I will pick you up for it in the future."

Tao Ran's hand holding a seat belt suddenly paused, then he looked at Fei Du and said seriously: "If I can get a higher salary and a lower duty, I will marry a wife long ago. Now maybe the children will leave."

"I know," Fei Du supported one car window with his elbow and turned his head to smile at him, "Look at those star-chasing children, spending money and time all day long, and they have no purpose, just want to be happy. It is also the greatest enjoyment of this day when I treat you well. If you love me for so many years, just behave as enduring me."

Tao Ran: “…”

Fei Du: "Taoran, I'll treat you to a meal."

"I'm full when I see you." Tao Ran made a free hand and pressed Fei Dutch, "Who are you calling 'Taoran'? Don't be like me, a big or small person."

"I..." Fei Du's affectionate words came to his mouth, but then suddenly changed his tone, "What the hell is this!"

It turned out that Officer Tao Ran had a simple style. The bag he carried was probably produced in the Qing Dynasty. It was really disrepaired. The zipper he had pulled often looked at his mood again. Fei Du didn't pay attention and did not distinguish the head and tail of the broken bag. He accidentally let his mouth rush down, and a folder leaked out from it. Several photos fell on his legs in a mess. The face of the body was particularly green and fangs under the dim light.

Fei Du took a breath on the spot. If it weren't for the seat belt tied, he almost jumped up, "Is this a dead person photographed? Why is it so ugly?"

"That's important information. Don't move around, hurry up and clean up for me."

Fei Du stiffly straightened his neck, resolutely refused to bow his head and looked at the dead man on his legs: "No, no, I'm dizzy."

"No blood." Tao Ran sighed exhaustedly, "Are you not even afraid of ghosts seeing the chastity Luo Wenzhou, but you are still afraid of death?"

Fei Du groped and stuffed the scattered photos and information into the file bag, covering his eyes with one hand, and glanced carefully. Sure enough, he didn't see the blood. He then breathed a sigh of relief, pinching the scattered information like a mine-clearing, and returning them to their place.

This difficult task made Fei Du honest for five minutes. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Will he kill?"

Tao Ran responded: "Well, but it's still under investigation, and the details of the case are not easy to leak."

Fei Du said "Oh" and did not ask. He returned the folder to the location, re-packed it, lowered his head and studied the bad zipper on the bag with a little light, and said casually: "Pity."

Tao Ran: "Hmm?"

"I went to see someone with longing, but I didn't expect that they thought it would be better if he died." Fei Du looked at the zipper head for a while, and started to tinker.

Tao Ran was stunned: "What do you say?"

"Well," said Fei Du, "You didn't take pictures of the deceased's coat alone, the labels on them have not been cut."

"The clothes have been checked and sold in a nearby small shop. Both the owner and the surveillance monitor have confirmed that the clothes were indeed bought by the deceased themselves."

"I didn't say it was worn by the murderer. Do you have to wear another piece of clothing if you kill someone?" Fei Du laughed. "If you wear new clothes without cutting the label, it is very likely that the price of clothes is relatively high, exceeding his consumption level. Because some occasions need to be worn, I want to wear them once and then return them. Some students who are not very well-off will do this when they first started the interview - is he left-handed?"

Tao Ran paused, he went to He Zhongyi's rented house and quickly reviewed the location of everything: "No."

Fei Du shrugged: "The shoes on the left foot have obvious signs of wear and tear. Of course, there are cases where people have no hands and feet on the side, but I think the greater possibility is that he borrowed these shoes."

However, according to the testimony of the campus security guard, the person He Zhongyi met before his death should be a familiar man, most of whom were fellow villagers, and perhaps even relatives - otherwise he would not use dialects.

At this time, he arrived at the destination, Tao Ran parked the car: "What do you mean... the deceased had deliberately dressed up before his death, so he might have seen a woman?"

"Not necessarily. Although I spent time borrowing clothes and shoes, my dress was more reserved and formal. I think he was more like an interview work, or meeting someone who respected him very much. If he went to see a girl, the girl should have met for the first time after being introduced to someone." Fei Du opened the zipper of the old briefcase and pulled it back, and gently pulled it, but it did not spread it out. He handed the bag to Tao Ran, "The zipper head is loose, it will be tightened again for you - for example, if I come out to meet you, I will not wear a three-piece set, and I will only spray a little more perfume."

Fei Du's eyes were not pure black, the color was a little light, and it was particularly shiny in the dark. When he stared at someone, his eyes always seemed to have something to say, which made people sink involuntarily.

Unfortunately, Vice Team Tao is blind.

He just thought about Fei Du's words for a moment and asked thoughtfully: "What do you think will stick a note on his forehead after killing someone?"

Fei Du took back his eyes blankly: "Oh, maybe to prevent zombie fraud."

Tao Ran: “…”

"It may also be that I regretted killing someone and subconsciously imitated other people's actions to express respect and sadness towards the deceased."

Tao Ran thought for a while and asked: "What if it wasn't covering the whole face? For example, it was just a small piece of paper stuck to the deceased's hair, covering only the small piece between his forehead and his eyes."

"Brow? Elders teach children a lesson. Strong people bully vulnerable people and punish pets... They will hit the forehead - it may also represent a label, only things sold in the mall are posted, what is written on the note?"

"money."

Fei Du raised his eyebrows, his long eyebrows almost slanted into his temples, looking a kind of cold and handsome.

"how?"

"I don't know, there is too little word, and over-interpretation is easy to mislead." Fei Du smiled, "Tao Ran, I'm here."

Tao Ran came to his senses and realized that he had discussed too much with him. He pushed open the car door and was about to leave. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around and asked, "Have you eaten? Go up and wait a moment, I'll give you a bowl of wontons."

Fei Du was obviously stunned, and his eyes slid away for a moment: "Did you invite me to your house? Are you afraid that the progress will be too fast?"

Although he spoke ambiguously, he sat in the car without moving.

"If you don't want to come, you say you don't want to come. Anyway, you don't have this bad thing." Tao Ran held the car door, bent down slightly, and "suggested his hand."

Fei Du reached out his hand for no reason, Tao Ran took out a handful of things and stuffed it into his palm: "When you want to throw yourself into the ocean, the best way is to change your clothes and go down and swim twice by yourself, instead of holding a lifebuoy and soaking your feet next to you - you don't want to bend me, stop making trouble, brother is back home, you can drive slowly when you go back."

Fei Du watched him walk into the old tube building in silence, and looked down at what Tao Ran gave him. It was the card he picked up when he delivered flowers in the morning. The perfume smell had not yet dissipated, and there was a handful of milk candy.

Milk candy is a very old brand. I haven't seen it on the market for several years. Fei Du always thought that the manufacturer had gone bankrupt and didn't know where Tao Ran found it...

It may also be the expiring sugar leftovers, but the production date cannot be seen in bulk anyway.

Fei Du peeled off one and ate it - an old bargain, with a rough texture and sticky teeth, and fortunately it was sweet enough.

He turned on the speaker, picked up the song Tao Ran frowned after listening to it, and sat quietly for a while.

It was not until he finished eating a handful of candy that he got up and moved into the driver's seat. As soon as he moved, he found that there was a photo in the car.

It was a very small ID photo that fell into the gap in the seat and didn't see it when I cleaned it up.

Fei Du turned on the built-in headlights and picked up the photo of the deceased's ID. Unlike the corpse with green faces and fangs just now, this time, he saw the deceased's appearance clearly.
Chapter completed!