V5.Chapter 15

Song was stunned and looked at Wei'an Junying standing behind him in the front mirror. When he raised his hand to caress his wet hair, she was petrified and could not move at all. She just stared at the smiling man in the mirror.

His action of fiddling with her hair was very light, as if he was afraid of hurting her. Unconsciously, there was an air of love with pink bubbles around her, which made song's heart "bang bang" and even quicken, as if it was about to jump out.

It was less than a month since I got to know Fu Jinheng. What she had never felt and done in the past 27 years happened to him, which made her feel a little dizzy.

Apart from the sound of the hair dryer, song's heart beat was the only sound left in the big bathroom. Fu Jinheng, who stood behind her and helped her blow her hair, was very relaxed and calm, not as shocked and at a loss as she was.

Her hair is not long, and it just falls on her neck. At ordinary times, she looks very mature, simple and heroic. But now her wet hair looks a little fluffy and messy. Fu Jinheng looks a little "lovely".

Xu is surprised by these two words. Fu Jinheng's hand flatters the headdress and makes it frivolous. In his subconscious cognition, in fact, the word "lovely" is totally incompatible with song Jingan.

In his impression, song's greatest impression and feeling is that she is beautiful, cold and doesn't like words. Every time she sees her, her eyebrows and eyes are as cold as ice. Even after so long, she hasn't seen her smile. She always has a cold face, and her words are also very indifferent. It seems that she has no human feelings.

But when he saw that Fu qihan was frightened, song Jinan held her in her arms like a warm sister, patted her on the back and comforted her in a soft voice. At that time, he knew that this woman was not as cold and inhumane as she seemed.

Just let him very curious, this woman is so beautiful, so young, how so cold! Unconsciously want to get close to her, want to know her.

In fact, he knows a few cold beauties, Su Yanxi can be called, but the corners of her mouth often raise a gentle and indifferent smile, not as cold as song Jingan so serious.

On the other hand, even Qiao Shiwei is a little indifferent. He is very similar to Su Yanxi. He is very clear about right and wrong, but occasionally he is gentle and generous, which is also the result of his family.

But song Jin'an is different. He has lived under the same roof for so long. He only sees her cold side, but he has never seen her gentle to anyone. He just puts a light tone every time he talks with Fu qihan, but the voice line is still cold.

Soon after the hair was dried, Fu Jinheng turned off the hair dryer and said to the pretty face in the mirror, "blow it. Just take a comb and comb it."

Song turned her head and looked at him. She saw that he took down the hair dryer from the plug-in board and put it in the cabinet. She subconsciously raised her hand and stroked her hair. Her lips moved, but she couldn't make a half scale.

"What's the matter?" Fu Jinheng put away the hair dryer, straightened up, and found that she was staring at herself. He asked with a smile. He noticed that she touched her hair hand, picked her eyebrows, walked over, leaned close to her ear, and started to smile with evil spirits: "the first time I blow a girl's hair, it's a little hand-made, but it's not good. Officer song doesn't care too much. Once I'm back, I'll be back, I think it will satisfy officer song next time. "

Listening to his frivolous tone, song's face was unnatural. Her cold eyebrows plucked him out without any trace. She stroked her hair casually and didn't bother to comb it. She turned around and went out of the bathroom. She didn't forget to say, "no next time."

Fu Jinheng stood in the same place, his hands fell into his trouser pockets, bowed his head and laughed. Is there no next time?

That doesn't have to be true! Still can't say too much.

In the afternoon, song Jin'an sleeps in Fu qihan's room until more than 4 p.m. when the telephone rings, she is woken up by Cao Wei. She says that she has found the weapon that killed Yu Fang, and that she has also found Tong Wei's fingerprints from the weapon. This is undoubtedly the final verdict of the case for Yu Fang.

The fingerprint on the murder weapon is a very representative and decisive evidence for a case.

After hearing this, song Jingan immediately woke up and sat up from the bed: "what about him now? You can't let him run. "

"Don't worry, team song. He can't run. I've said hello to the customs and all the stations before. He can't leave T city. He can't fly if he wants to run. I'll take people to arrest him now. Team song, you can rest at home! Come again when the cold is over! I'll give him to Tong Wei. I'll make sure he's done well. " He and song Jingan have been working together for such a long time. After hearing what she said, we know that she plans to stay in the team, and Cao Wei explains all the considerations in her heart.

Song Jingan pursed her lips: "you send me the location. I'll come here now."

"No, team song, don't forget what Yang said at the last meeting? He said that if you are sick again to carry out the task, you will be directly punished by demotion

"Demotion is not important. We can't let Tong run."

Cao Wei raised his forehead and sighed: "team song, you and I have handled so many cases, don't you believe my ability?"

"It's not..."

"OK, I'm just calling to tell you the good news. Hang up first. We're ready to go. I'll call you or send a wechat after we get Tong Wei back for trial." Cao Wei interrupts her and then hangs up the phone.

Looking at the phone being hung up, song Jin'an helped her forehead and sighed silently. She was a little annoyed. How could she catch a cold and have a fever at such a critical time!

Just when he was annoyed, the door was knocked, and a nice low voice came from outside: "officer song, are you awake?"

Song Jingan raised her eyes and looked at the door. Hearing his voice, she felt a little flustered. She opened her lips and cleared her throat: "wake up." After that, he raised his hand and stroked his hair, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After the door was opened, Zhang Junrong, who was familiar, was reflected in his cold eyes. Just as he opened his lips, before he could make a sound, he suddenly reached out his long arm and touched his forehead: "it's still a little hot. Come here. I remember throwing the thermometer in Han Han's room this morning."

Fu Jinheng pushed all the doors open, reached for her wrist, pulled her into the room, pushed her to sit beside the bed, and looked around the room.

"On the bedside table." Knowing what he was looking for, song raised her hand and pointed to the bedside table. When she was sleeping, she picked it up from the bed and put it on.

Fu Jinheng went over to her, picked up the electronic thermometer, pressed the switch on her forehead, looked at the number above, and looked at her brow: "38 degrees four."

After taking his temperature, Fu Jinheng held his chest in his hands and looked at her with a tight brow. His face seemed a little unhappy.

Being stared at like this, song felt uncomfortable: "what are you doing looking at me like this?"

"The needle has been given, and the medicine has been taken. When I come back at noon, my fever has obviously subsided. How can it burn again? What's wrong with you? Such as dizziness and headache, do you want to go to the hospital again? "

"No, said the doctor? It's just that it's normal to catch cold again and again. Just don't catch cold again. " Song Jin'an listened to the concern in his words, very unnatural, looked away and said faintly.

"Would you like some water?"

"No, I'll go out and pour it myself later."

When the sound falls, Fu Jinheng suddenly comes close again. Song Jingan is in a panic. She subconsciously leans back and looks at him with wide eyes. Her ears are haunted by his pleasant and sexy voice: "it really looks much better than in the morning. If you have any discomfort, don't hold it in your heart. You want to talk to me, you know?"

Song Jin'an pursed her lips and said, "can you stay away from me? Just talk. Don't get so close

Fu Jin Heng was stunned. He noticed the distance between them. His eyes were covered with a smile, but he didn't stand up straight. He deliberately kept the distance and joked: "tut! Officer song, you seem to be blushing. Are you burning or... Shy? "

As soon as song Jingan heard this, she felt a sound of "clatter" in her heart, and her eyes swept toward him with a frown of cold, as if she were warning him. Her pretty face, red with honey, suddenly became cold: "get out of the way."

Knowing that she was angry, Fu chin Heng raised his eyebrows, straightened up slowly, and fell into his trouser pocket with one hand: "officer song, it's easy to get old when you are angry!"

"What about Han Han? Why haven't you come back yet? " Song Jin'an gives him a glance. She doesn't want to talk to him. She turns the topic away. Moreover, Han Han hasn't come back for so long. Although Jin Yishuo was at home when they came back at noon, she's still worried because it's more than four o'clock now.

"I just called her. Officer Tao is with her. It doesn't matter. She doesn't know how happy she is outside. She doesn't want to come back at all. She also says that it's much more interesting to work with her than to stay at home." Fu Jinheng recalled that when he just called Fu qihan, he listened to her voice! I always feel that something is not right. If this case is not solved quickly, I'm afraid it's going to cause trouble!

Fu Jinheng is not sure where this branch will be born. After all, Fu qihan is a strange girl with a simple and kind heart, but she is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Moreover, the most important thing is that Fu qihan has become a witness protected by the police. He has always kept it from his parents for fear that they will worry.

"Then I'll send a message to Qixun and ask him to bring Hanhan back early. It's dark, and it's not safe outside. Besides, it's raining these days, and it's cold outside." Song Jingan gave a clue to his look. She seemed to be aware of the worry between his eyebrows, so she thought about it. She picked up her mobile phone and sent a wechat to Tao Qixun.

"Han Han just said that she will come back after dinner." Fu Jin Heng tilted her head slightly and looked down at her typing. She laughed and asked, "officer song, what would you like to eat in the evening?"

"All right."

"Well? All right? "

Song was stunned, thinking of the lunch, she raised her eyes and said, "eat bibimbap! What about you

"Bibimbap? Well, yes, I haven't eaten bibimbap for a long time Fu Jinheng deliberately lengthened the ending and thought for a moment: "is officer song going to eat out or have some takeout at home? It's raining outside now. It shouldn't be very convenient to go out. "

"At home."

"Well, go and wash yourself first! It's still early. I'll order later. "

"No, the lunch has already been charged by Fu Jian. I'll invite you in the evening! It's not as good as the lunch, but... "

"Officer song, are you inviting me to dinner?" Fu Jinheng stopped to go out and asked her if she was going to interrupt.

"Well... Sort of."

"In that case, I'll invite you in the evening! Next time officer song is free, please treat me to a big meal! " Fu Jinheng smiles and takes out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket to play with.

Song Jin'an looked at his deep eyes, lips light Ru, is not able to make a sound, then straight to see him left the room, gently closed the door.

***

At about 8 p.m. that day, Tong Wei, the suspect in Yu Fang's case, was arrested. However, during the interrogation, he refused to admit the fact of his crime. Cao Wei put the fruit knife on the table, the test report of the fingerprint on the knife, and Yu Fang's phone record one hour before he died. Tong Wei still refused to admit that he knew her, Cao Wei insisted that it had nothing to do with him, and even related to the serial homicide in front of him, which made his heart and lungs ache.

Seeing that Tong doesn't get in oil and salt, Cao Wei angrily goes out of the interrogation room, lights a cigarette outside the corridor and smokes to calm himself down.

Just when Zhang Mingcheng came back to see it, he motioned to the interrogation room with his eyes: "is it abandoned?"

"How can I do that? It's half past ten from eight o'clock to now. I've been in a stalemate with you and won't admit it. " Cao Wei opened his hand feebly and took a smoke: "what kind of suspect I haven't met! I've interrogated all the people who are more twisted than him, and they even play this trick with me, thinking it's ok if they refuse to admit it? It's naive. I can't. I have to go in and talk to him. " In the end, Cao Wei was not reconciled. He put his cigarette butt into the ash bin on the top of the trash can and turned around to enter the interrogation room again. He continued to fight with Tong Wei.

Zhang Mingcheng chuckled, took the things in his hand and went directly to the inspection department.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the team, he saw song Jingan come in, which made him think he was dazed for a moment. Until song Jingan came near, he heard her voice: "Mingcheng, where are you going?"

"Song team..." Zhang Mingcheng's eyes widened in surprise: "don't you rest and recuperate at home? Why are you here? "

"Cao Wei and I sent a message that Tong Wei had been arrested, but they refused to give up, so I came to have a look."

Zhang Mingcheng nodded and suddenly thought, "where is Yang detachment

"Back to Yang detachment, it's time to get off work. Just don't talk to him."

"Oh... Good." Zhang Mingcheng is not confident enough to answer this question. This is a pretense to the Yang detachment. He is a little puzzled. He inadvertently notices Fu Jinheng standing not far away. He is even more surprised. He raises his hand and says, "Fu Jian, you're here, too."

Fu Jinheng listened, looked over and nodded with a smile: "well, I've sent you song team. Isn't she still feverish? It's not safe for her to drive by herself. "

"That's it Zhang Mingcheng suddenly realized and looked at Song Jingan anxiously: "team song, you are still feverish! That should rest at home! Let's just leave the matter here to us. Cao Wei will have a way. He has the best way to interrogate the suspects. "

"It's OK. It doesn't matter. Where are you going?"

"The inspection department."

"Then go! I'll go to Cao Wei and have a look. "

"Good." Zhang Mingcheng answered, but he did not forget to ask: "team song, don't stay on duty after you go to Cao Wei, or the Yang detachment will say you when they see you tomorrow."

"Well, I know."

"I've worked hard for Fu Jian. Later, I'll ask Fu Jian to send song team back to rest. Then I'll be busy first."

Fu Jinheng nodded with a smile and raised his hand. After Zhang Mingcheng left, his eyes fell on Song Jingan again and walked to her side: "I said you didn't listen to me. I insisted on coming and worrying. Didn't they handle it very well?"

Song Jin'an smell speech, slant head horizontal he one eye, what didn't say, diameter walk toward interrogation room there.

Looking at her far away figure, Fu Jinheng had no choice but to laugh. Instead of following her, he chose to sit on the bench in the hall of his team and wait for her to come out.

About an hour later, song Jin'an came out of the interrogation room and asked Cao Wei for a few words. She thought that Fu Jin Heng should still be waiting for herself outside. She quickened her steps to the hall, but she didn't want to. What she saw was that Fu Jin Heng was talking and laughing with a very beautiful civilian policewoman, and her steps slowed down slowly.

"Team song, didn't you ask for leave today? Why are you here? " A sudden voice cut through the hall and attracted Fu Jinheng's attention.

Song Jingan monopolized her thoughts, looked at the boy behind her, and said faintly: "didn't Cao Wei arrest Tong Wei? Let me see what's going on. "

"Oh, oh."

"It's time to get off work. Why are you still here?"

"Just about to go."

"Well, be careful on the way."

After talking with the boy, song turns around and suddenly finds that Fu Jinheng suddenly appears behind him and is very close to him. When she panics, she subconsciously steps back, but she seems to be caught off guard. Her feet trip down. She can stand firm with her hand. But before she can stand firm, Fu Jinheng quickly reaches out his long arm and takes her waist, Ear also spread his that surprised voice: "careful."

Song was stunned and leaned back in his arms. Time seemed to be at a standstill like this, breathing gently with tension against every dust in the air.