Hidden Assassin: Section 418 New Year’s Eve (Part 2)

The canopy followed, and the New Year’s Eve this year was not a good one for Mu Qingqing.

After the false alarm the night before, Ah Shu's body was discovered by people on Xiao Ke's side, as if it indicated that some things such as infighting had occurred in this criminal group, and the possibility of revenge against her was also great. Increasing, according to the general rule, at this time, it is often the easiest time to find the trace of the other party. Whether it is revenge or fleeing, there will always be some clues. However, in the past two days, the silver tiger gang has evaporated like the world. Some clues that could have been faintly touched were cut off in the air and disappeared without a trace.

The case can't be solved. The New Year's Eve is here again, and the big guys are on vacation. She is like a child abandoned on the street, her heart empty and empty. In fact, it was not mainly for the case. She had no friends here. In the morning, everyone left one after another. She didn't know where to go. Is it possible to go home to watch TV dramas? So she sat down the whole afternoon. The case was dealt with in the empty office several times.

In fact, the entire Public Security Bureau is of course not without people, but at this time, the person on duty is not in the same system as her, and she was not familiar with it before. At this time, it doesn’t matter if people gather together to play cards. To put it bluntly , Is to be reserved, especially on such days, there is no need to let others find that they are alone in a foreign land and be a stranger—very petty-bourgeois mood.

So he was happy to organize his files in the office until 5:30, and called his family and a few friends to greet the New Year, and then drove away, passing the crossroads that I pass by every day. Looking at the vegetable market, under the darkening sky, almost no people are seen on the street. Every house is lit up, and the cart selling sugar-fried chestnuts is still standing in the snow.

Should I ask him to go back...

Such thoughts flashed through my mind. She shook her head immediately, stepped on the gas pedal and left, even if she ran over to say it, it was mostly for nothing. If you push his car away, you have to risk being hit by a shovel. It is really difficult to meet him when he is a little more normal and can communicate.

The night before, she listened to the other party's sudden speech, after she hesitated slightly. The first thing to ask is the name of the other party. Sure enough, after listening to her question, the fool hesitated for a while at the bedroom door, then rubbed his forehead with his hand. He said three words hoarsely, but no matter how he asked after that, the other party didn't respond at all. Going back to the contemplative world, but this at least proves that the other party is actually not dumb and stupid, but a mental illness caused by a headache.

When I think about it, the name is simple to the extreme. I don’t know how many people call it in China...Gu Jiaming...It’s no wonder that I feel familiar when I hear it. I guess I’ve heard this name before. Local people...

Back home all the way, after changing clothes, I took out all kinds of meat and vegetables that I had already stocked in the refrigerator. New year. It would be ideal to make a small hot pot and eat it by yourself. But the problem is that there is no stove for a small hot pot, so I can only give up. While watching TV and waiting for it to be dark while choosing and washing vegetables, then just put the chopping board on the coffee table and chop, chop, chop, and then prepare all kinds of things one by one when the Spring Festival Gala starts. After that, I feel pleasing to the eye. According to her experience, the Spring Festival Gala scenes are all behind, and the food is cooked just right.

Then, the highlight of the night really came...

Turn on the gas, ignite the fire, and put the oil in the pot to heat up. She frowned and smelled like a puppy up and down. This gas stove has been useless for a long time. The plastic tube leaks gas and looks at the kitchen. She was dumbfounded when she filled the floor with small bowls.

A great night, I don’t know if I can use plastic tape to go up...

It's hard to describe her mood. She was busy in the kitchen, and then reluctantly went back to the living room to watch TV. Looking at the instant noodles and ham on the coffee table, the show in the Spring Festival Gala seemed to become more and more serious. I got stupid, took a shower at about 8:30, then changed into clothes and went out, holding a large bag of potato chips in her arms-she decided anyway, she would rather starve to death than eat boiled blisters tonight Stuff...

If you drove to the city, there seemed to be a few hotels hosting New Year’s banquets, but even if you had money, wouldn’t it be silly to eat something like that? She carried potato chips and walked around a few blocks like that. In the snowy areas on the street, the street lights illuminate the mottled shadows of trees, the colored lights alternate in the sky, and the fireworks are endless. You can see groups of children setting off fireworks on the side of the road. Just walking on the street where the fireworks are soaring alone is quite quite The feeling of some MTV heroines is often that kind of romantic love story. Right now, I can only comfort myself in this way. I didn't feel much hunger. The more I eat potato chips, the more I feel my stomach is empty.

After turning a few blocks, a drop of cold rain hit her nose, and the sky started to rain. She wrapped her coat tightly and ran to the eaves not far away. The rain is not too heavy, but it seems that it will not stop at all for a while. After running back in this way, it will be poured into a soup chicken, and then a feeling of powerlessness will rise from the bottom of my heart. New Year...

Running along the eaves and stopping to the next street corner, the light of the trolley in the distance was just like that on the corner of the market entrance. She took a batch of coats and sprinted quickly with her head down, banging When he crashed into the car, the man named Gu Jiaming was sitting in the back looking up at the fireworks, and glanced at him slightly.

"Huh, you are the only one who will be here to buy chestnuts."

"How much do you want?"

"Whatever you want, let's talk about it until you get angry...If you are like this, I can't tell if you are confused or awake..."

The roof of the trolley can shelter from the rain. She walked inside. The other party was sitting on a raised wooden box. At this time, she was filling chestnuts in a paper bag. Mu Qingqing went over and crossed the wooden box. Parted halfway and sat down, then patted the other half, indicating that there was still room for him to sit.

We weighed the chestnuts and collected the money. He stood there and looked at her for a while, and for a while, sat down on the other side of the wooden box, and Mu Qingqing spread his hands with his back to him: "I am now homeless. "

"The gas pipe at home is broken and there is no stove. I can’t do anything to cook. I ran out and it rained again. It was... the most bleak New Year’s Eve. I am still here like a fool. Talking to you. I don’t know if you are listening..."

Holding his cheeks, Mu Qingqing said helplessly while eating. When he turned his head, he found that the other party was only looking up at the fireworks. The expression was like a memory again, and he sighed slightly. After a long while, he started talking again.

"I remember you used to keep your head down...but I know the person responsible for setting off this firework. He has a relative in the city government. It's a matter of fact. There are hundreds of thousands of fireworks set off every year. One vote and rests all year long. He invited a group of people to dinner a year ago, and I went there too... Well, there is a shark fin that tastes good..."

When it started to rain, the street seemed even more lonely and deserted. The two people were sitting on the boxes next to the trolley. Perhaps because the other party would not listen to the earth, Mu Qingqing was eating chestnuts. Say a few words occasionally. Talk about some messy past events, such as teasing my sister when I was young. A boyfriend I once made changed his mind. When he was transferred to Yujiang, he was actually framed by others. In such a night, the two of them turned their backs to their backs, and the words were drowned in fireworks and drizzle...

It was still at ten o’clock to close the stall on time. The two pushed the trolley through the streets with lights and shadows. When they returned to the front of the building, Mu Qingqing wanted to bring the stove out of the trolley. He tried several times without success. In the end, Jia Ming brought it into the room and raised the fire in this way. Mu Qingqing started cooking in the living room a little strangely. He cut chestnuts next to him, and the Spring Festival Gala was shown on the TV.

"Anyway... it's finally a year..."

She was very happy that the first dish came out of the pot, but the second dish was a little burnt, and when she got the third dish, she remembered that the chili powder was forgotten in the kitchen and she hurried into the kitchen to look for it. , Rushing out of the kitchen for a while, flames rose in front of his eyes, and the dishes in the pot were smoothly thrown up. I saw the man named Gu Jiaming holding a spatula and stretched out his right hand towards her.

For a moment, she passed the chili powder in her hand. After that, she watched the dishes come out of the pot one after another, and the room was full of fragrance, although these dishes and condiments were prepared by her. But due to poor communication, she couldn't do anything next to her.

"No, you were a cook before you got sick..."

Although it was unbelievable, a sumptuous table of dishes was really placed in front of her soon, at least much more abundant than her original imagination. At this time, she felt a little bitter about why she had eaten it just now. Many potato chips and sugar-fried chestnuts. Taking out two cans of beer from the refrigerator, she handed one of them to the man who was going back to cut the chestnuts after cleaning the pot, and then dragged him to the sofa, trying to make gestures.

"Let’s eat together."

Finally convinced him to pick up the chopsticks. Mu Qingqing consciously grasped a part of the knack of communication. He had to wait for him to speak soberly, so naturally he had to try his luck, but as long as he was pushed to a certain position, Hold on for a while, and he will do certain things naturally. She guessed that this person was really a cook before, otherwise how could he pick up the spatula so smoothly.

It’s approaching midnight and the Spring Festival Gala is coming to an end. Several finale shows are often placed here. Mu Qingqing is watching while drinking beer. She has doubts at this moment. Drinking a few cans of beer, she occasionally smiles and asks her side. Man question: "You must have been a chef before..."

"Or want to be a chef..."

"I don't know where you are from..."

"It’s not due to a car accident or something. I used to read the newspaper and said that some veterans even had bullets left in their heads. They didn’t feel them for decades, but occasionally headaches. Would you be the same? ……"

"I didn't ask where you are that day, Gu Jiaming...I think I should find a time to check it for you..."

"Perhaps you still have family, parents, relatives, friends, girlfriends, etc...Uh, but you look dumb and silly, and you are not very handsome. If you don’t speak, you can’t make a girl. Friendly... if you are not convinced, just say a few words if you are not convinced..."

"Uh, what's wrong with you..."

Slightly drunken words were spoken here, she suddenly realized that the body of the man next to him was trembling slightly, and the blood vessels on his forehead seemed to swell up and he began to sweat. With a "wow", the can suddenly in his hand. It was squeezed into a ball and the beer spurted out.

"What's wrong with you... It's an illness... I'm looking for painkillers for you..."

"Hey...Knock..." It was the sound of trembling teeth. Just as Mu Qingqing stood up, he also stood up with a slight trembling, the easy-pull can fell on the ground, and his hands covered his sweat. Afterwards, Mu Qingqing watched him turn the sofa with difficulty and walked towards the bedroom step by step.

"Hey..."

After yelling a few times, naturally there would be no response. Mu Qingqing ran back to the bedroom, searched for the medicine from the medicine box, and ran over with hot water, only to find that the man had been curled up in the corner of the bedroom. Holding her forehead with her hands and suffering severe pain, she rushed to want to feed the medicine, but her arm was as solid as a rock. She was a trained female police officer, and her strength was not weak among male police officers, but at this time she was actually not at all weak. I won’t move...

She didn't sleep well that night.

The man's sudden pain lasted about a quarter of an hour. The medicine could not be fed in. In fact, whether it is useful or not is probably between the two. Just like the one upstairs, after the pain, he went to wash his face, and then went to bed quietly. At this time, the Spring Festival Gala had also finished, and all the things in the living room were in a mess, and Mu Qingqing was not in the mood to clean up at this time, and simply went to bed.

The effect of alcohol made her fall asleep quickly, but soon afterwards, her sleepiness became shallow, and she seemed to hear some subtle sounds in a daze, as if she woke up once~IndoMTL.com~ and then fell into it again. Dreamland, when she opened her eyes again, looked at the alarm clock, it was only 4:30 in the morning, her mouth was dry, she struggled in bed for a while, and finally got up.

Opening the bedroom door, the street lamp reflected the light on the snow, shining in from the window, silvery white, the living room has been completely restored and tidy, the dishes and ingredients have been cleaned up, and the spatula even together with the one The stove was gone, and the man named Gu Jiaming was sitting by the window, looking out the window motionlessly. She walked over quietly, squatted down beside him, looking at the profiled face.

"Find some time, I will take you to the hospital, okay?"

There was a power outage yesterday. I said it was a branch that broke the wire. This morning, I only wrote more than a thousand words. Then I stopped again. I went outside and said that the power was cut off. I was depressed. I was dying, so I ran to the supermarket in the morning, chose suitable clothes, and bought two sets of the same, which solved the problem of summer clothes. When I returned home, when I opened the door, I found that there was no call before I walked to the computer. The "pi" rang, it was...it was too punctual, I was going to sleep again, God won't let me rest...

Suddenly discovered that if you fall into a long-term power outage, the otaku will die...

I don’t know how to live if the battery is out...