Criminal Investigation Notes

Finally, another major case was solved. After the conclusion of the case, everyone in the major case team breathed a sigh of relief.

In autumn, Huadu has changed a lot. The cold wind turns cold and leaves fall everywhere.

The end of the month is approaching in a blink of an eye, and there have been no new cases recently, and the city seems to be calm all of a sudden.

But for these police officers, they are flustered when they are busy and nervous when they are free, and they are always afraid that something will happen.

It was finally the weekend. Before the holiday, Lu Junchi suddenly got up in the office and announced, "It's the holiday soon, and now I'll give everyone an urgent task."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, raised their heads and looked at their captain nervously.

Zheng Bai asked in a low voice, "Internal or external?"

Qiao Ze looked at the well-informed Lao Qu, this time even Lao Qu shook his head, saying that he knew nothing.

After seeing the effect, Lu Jun said unhurriedly: "The leader of the General Administration thinks that the last case was solved quickly, and gave each person in the serious crime team a bonus of 2,000 yuan, in addition to a team bonus of 5,000 yuan, which can be used for Team building, everyone think about how we spend this money."

After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, then became excited and began to discuss at a high pace.

Qiao Ze stroked his chest: "You scared me to death, Army Corps. I thought there was another case."

Zheng Bai came up with an idea: "The team keeps the project, then eat hot pot. As the saying goes, there is nothing that can't be solved by one hot pot. If it can't be solved, then eat two meals."

Xia Mingxi suggested: "Even if you eat Haidilao, if you eat abalone and seafood, 5,000 is a bit too much, or you can sing after you finish eating."

Qiao Ze said: "Singing K? I still miss it. Now KTV in the city has passed its popular period and is becoming rarer day by day."

Qu Ming also joined in the fun: "Hey, those that I won't be popular, don't think I'm old-fashioned when you come back to sing."

Lu Junchi looked at Su Hui, and Su Hui also looked at him, nodding at him, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him.

Lu Junchi turned his head and said, "Then it's settled, Haidilao adds KTV at night, Xiao Xia hurry up and call to get a number."

Haidilao and KTV, which are the closest to the city bureau, are in a commercial area. After work, the six people divided into two cars and drove over. The Haidilao phone number was taken in advance, so there was no need to wait. Looking at the long queue at the door, a few people showed the number plate and walked in, which is quite kind A sense of superiority.

The pot ordered four grids, including spicy, mushroom, tomato, and big bones. A few people went to get some small ingredients, and then ate them.

A rare break, away from those cases, these people are just ordinary young people.

Everyone talked about social news from the recently aired TV series, and from family life to emotional trivia.

Su Hui sat there and listened to them gossip, but basically didn't stretch out his chopsticks.

When he started going to Xiaoliutai, he made a bowl of porridge, and he has been drinking porridge.

Lu Junchi suddenly felt that he lacked consideration. He should not bring Su back to eat hot pot. As far as Su Hui's eyesight was concerned, his eyes couldn't see what was in the pot at all, let alone caught it.

Haidilao always has to be fished, how can you eat it if you don't fish it.

Thinking of this, he whispered apologetically to Su Hui: "What do you want to eat? I'll give it to you."

Su Hui said politely, "I'm not too hungry. You don't have to worry about me."

He didn't really care what he had for the meal.

Su Hui didn't show it on his face, but he was very happy.

When he was in school, he didn't like to participate in those group activities. After he went to work, there were no group activities. He doesn't like socializing, and is usually a little cold, but he's not ready to die alone and away from the crowd.

At this time, I suddenly had a meal with these colleagues. Su Hui felt that the experience was very novel. Looking at the chaotic crowd, full of fireworks everywhere, made him feel that life is quite interesting.

Lu Junchi still insisted, put him a plate of various vegetables and meat, and then said to him, "You can't starve you when you come out to dinner. Tell me what you want to eat."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and called the waiter to add two dishes.

One of them was skewered shrimp. While chatting with those people, Lu Junchi peeled off the shell of the shrimp with chopsticks.

During this period of time, his movements of peeling the shrimp shells were practiced like fire, and he peeled off one in almost two seconds, and the shrimp meat was intact.

The peeled shrimp was placed in a bowl and pushed in front of Su Hui.

Su Hui didn't refuse. He picked it up and tasted it. The shrimp was quite fresh and cooked very tenderly.

Lu Junchi said carefully: "If it gets cold later, remember to rinse it before eating."

Su Hui suddenly found that he didn't know when to start, as if he was used to the kind of care Lu Junchi gave him.

It is a kind of subtle changes in life, accumulated and superimposed little by little. He didn't even remember the last time he didn't eat on time.

The KTV is upstairs in Haidilao. After eating, a group of people went up to the battle with a smile, and six people sat in a middle bag. Lu Jun ordered drinks and fruit cakes late.

At the beginning, everyone was a little bit unable to let go, but later on, they all started rushing to order songs.

Before coming, Qu Ming kept saying that he was not very good at singing modern songs, but he picked up the microphone, but it was a Maiba. He had a good voice and sang a few of Jacky Cheung's classic love songs.

The lights in the KTV were unknown, and Su Hui sat quietly in the corner, preparing to be an audience.

Qiao Ze also sang two songs. Seeing Qu Ming, he came over and ordered a song: "Okay, old song, rest your voice and let Teacher Su sing one."

Xia Mingxi said: "Yes, Teacher Su hasn't sang yet!"

Su Hui coughed twice and said modestly, "I have a bad voice, you can sing."

Qiao Ze insisted: "Mr. Su, order one, what do you want to sing, I'll help you find a song."

Su Hui didn't refuse, and ordered a niche song from four or five years ago.

Qiao Ze helped to cut, and directly ranked his song in the first place, and took the initiative to hand out the microphone.

Su Hui first took a drink to moisten his throat, then took a vaccination and said, "I really don't know how to sing. Whoever wants to go to the bathroom can go now."

Qu Ming smiled: "Everyone doesn't know how to sing, just play."

The prelude sounded, Su Hui raised the microphone and hummed but didn't start, and then he was a little embarrassed and said, "That... I can't read the lyrics a little bit."

His ears are not good, and he can't take care of it at this time. He can't hear people's words a little bit when he hears the music. Sitting far away, the lyrics look basically hazy.

Everyone took a sigh of relief and waited to listen to the song. After hearing this, they hurriedly made way for Su Hui to come out.

Su Hui stood up, changed his position, squinted his eyes, and sat in front of the big screen.

The melody has been playing for a long time, and he can't keep up with the rhythm for a while.

Su Hui was so close to the screen that the fluorescence on the screen reflected on his snow-white face.

Lu Junchi looked at him sideways and became nervous for some reason. He asked Su Hui, "Do I need to start over?"

Su Hui shook his head: "No need, I'll just sing the next paragraph."

Lu Jun picked up another microphone late, and discussed with Su Hui in a low voice: "I can sing a few more lines of this song, but we can't do it together."

Su Hui said, "That's right, I've almost forgotten about it. Take me and sing with me."

Lu Junchi jumped right in. When he was in high school, he was in the choir. The rest of the police force is very familiar with the hidden skills of their own leadership.

Everyone in the police force knows that Lu Junchi sings well. It's just that he never grabs wheat.

It was a pleasure to hear him sing, it was a standard concert level.

Finally, after another chorus, Su Hui followed, his voice slightly hoarse.

But after this opening, everyone fell silent.

As soon as the two sentences came out, everyone could tell that Su Hui was also a singer.

Whether you can sing or not has something to do with your voice, but it's not that big of a relationship. Some people have a good voice, but they can't find the tune when they sing, and some people have a normal voice, which makes people intoxicated when they sing.

Su Hui belongs to the latter category. His voice sounds a bit hoarse, but the melody, intonation, and rhythm are all great. The slight hoarseness adds a little heaviness to the song, which makes it even more pleasant to listen to.

After a few words, Su Hui gradually found the feeling, and his voice became a little louder.

When Su Hui was humble before, everyone didn't have much expectations, but at this time, listening to the chorus of the two people, they felt that there were only two words to describe - the sound of nature.

Lu Junchi's voice was a little brighter, while Su Hui's voice was lazy and a little deep, and threw himself below. The two voices together produced an effect of one plus one greater than two, which turned out to be inexplicably in harmony.

In the small private room, the singing reverberated and produced some reverberation, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

The others couldn't help but stop and listen to their chorus.

Su Hui looked at the screen and sang attentively. The screen reflected light on his body, as if his whole body was emitting a faint light.

Lu Junchi realized that his previous worries were unnecessary, his eyes fell on Su Hui, and he could hardly move his eyes away.

After the song was sung, Qiao Ze pressed the cheer and applause button.

"That sounds great too."

"Leader, you guys sing so well together."

"Mr. Su, if you can't sing, I don't know who can."

Su Hui continued to be modest: "It's your army team who led the way well. If he didn't sing, I wouldn't be able to find the tune."

Everyone pulled him to sing again. Su Hui coughed a few times, and his face turned slightly red: "I have a bad voice, so I really can't sing more. You can play."

Everyone will stop embarrassing him.

Su Fang put down the microphone and sat back in the corner quietly. Time passed, he finished his drink and poured himself a glass of wine.

Lu Jun found out late, afraid that he didn't see clearly, and reminded him: "That's wine..."

Su Hui nodded: "I know, only one cup is fine."

Due to physical reasons, Su Hui rarely drinks alcohol, but today he rarely feels happy. This rich color fascinates him, and he feels that not drinking a little is not enough for the occasion.

His skin is white, and his face will not turn red after drinking, but will become more and more white. After half a glass of wine, his body feels a little floating, and his reaction is a little slower. Alcohol amplifies his sense of pleasure.

In the vision, everything became more blurred, and everyone sang HIGH, the laughter continued, and the singing became louder.

Lu Junchi sang a few songs with them, put on the microphone, and sat on Su Hui's left.

Su Hui focused on the screen, and suddenly felt a sound in his ear, as if someone had spoken.

Su Hui didn't hear clearly, and asked Lu Junchi sideways, "What?"

"I asked you how you were resting? Would you like to sing another song?" Lu Jun changed the topic and answered casually.

Su Hui was a little discouraged, he confirmed that this was not what Lu Junchi said just now.

Although he couldn't see clearly, he knew that Lu Junchi had been looking at him just now.

They were so close that he could even feel the air moving in his ear, but his ear was deaf and the music was so loud that he couldn't hear the words at all.

Su Hui recalled the feeling of air flowing in his ears just now, and repeatedly guessed what Lu Junchi might have said. He who never drinks alcohol, felt his face burn little by little.

Then he suddenly realized one thing. Lu Junchi is a person who pays great attention to details. When he talks to him, he never stands on his left. Even if he stands in this direction, he will definitely amplify his voice, because he knows that His left ear couldn't hear.

Su Hui felt that a glass of wine was not much, but at the end, he was almost taken home by Lu Junchi.

When he entered the house, Lu Junchi said to him, "If you don't know how to drink, drink less."

Su Hui insisted: "I'm either drunk or a little dizzy."

The effects of the alcohol on him are superimposed, the senses are amplified, there are large patches of hair in front of him, tinnitus is heard in his ears, and everything in his mind is chaotic, as if something is about to be remembered, let him The temples are swollen.

Lu Junchi asked him to go into the bedroom to lie down, but he fell directly on the sofa.

Lu Junchi turned on his computer, read a few pages of documents, but still couldn't calm down. He got up and put a towel on Su Hui's forehead.

Hemingway also came over, and the sticky little thing rubbed against Su Hui's body and nestled in his arms.

Su Hui lay down, as long as he opened his eyes, the light in the room seemed to be shaking.

After a while, just when he felt like he was about to fall asleep on the sofa, Lu Junchi came back and handed him a bowl of hot food.

Su Hui asked, "What is it?"

Lu Junchi told him: "Soup for hangover, made from tomatoes."

In the past, his father had a lot of entertainment, and his mother would make hangover soup for him to drink.

Su Hui took it and drank it in one breath. The soup was slightly sour and sweet. It was sweet with sugar and honey in it. Then he put down the bowl and continued to lie on the sofa.

Lu Junchi asked him, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Su Hui opened his eyes to look at him, the lights had double images, only the man in front of him looked particularly clear.

He suddenly called out his name, "Lu Junchi..."

"Huh?" Lu Jun turned his head to the side, not knowing what he was going to say.

Su Hui wanted to ask him, what he said in KTV before, why he always knew what he liked, why he was always so gentle.

But when he saw Lu Jun's handsome face, his mind went blank.

Lu Junchi didn't know what he was going to do. He could smell the faint smell of wine on Su Hui's body.

With that little alcohol, Su Hui pulled his collar and whispered in his ear in a hoarse voice, "Look carefully, you look so handsome..."

Hearing this, Lu Junchi's hand shook suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Su Hui in disbelief.

Usually Su Hui's emotions are introverted, never so revealing and active, but under the influence of alcohol, it seems that some kind of chemical reaction has occurred, making him abstinent.

That sentence made Lu Junchi's heart beat faster.

For a moment, he looked forward to what Su Hui would say, but the culprit's eyelashes trembled twice, lay back on the sofa, closed his eyes contentedly, and fell asleep with the cat in his arms.