V5.Chapter 39

Listen to words, Fu Jin Heng picks eyebrow to smile, side head looks at passers-by, the smile of the eye ground is more and more deep, the hand that embraces her waist still does not want to let go of meaning, take the tone of banter to open a way: "what's this? We belong to the legal group, and no one else can pick out any mistakes. "

"Legal?" Hearing the speech, song Jingan suddenly looked up at him. Her eyes were full of doubts: "when is it legal?"

"Isn't it normal to hold friends and girlfriends together? Isn't it legal? " Fu Jinheng naturally nodded, from the sexy lips revealed words also appear calm, don't feel there is anything wrong.

Song Jingan opened her eyes in surprise and pushed him subconsciously. The expression on her face was also very unnatural: "when did... Become... A boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Last time."

"Last time?"

"Well."

"Which last time?"

"That time I went to the police department to copy all the surveillance videos related to Wang's case, and then I went to dinner together at noon? I also explained the relationship with poetry to you. Didn't you agree that day? " Fu Jin Heng raised his eyebrows with obvious joy on his face, and even his voice became very light.

When song Jingan heard this, her face changed greatly. She wanted to get out of his arms in a hurry. Seeing that she was about to get out of his arms, she was hugged by him again. She didn't give her any chance to escape. His warm voice came from her ear: "didn't you say that? Don't move. Let me hold you

Song Jingan gave him a bad look: "when did I say yes last time? It's clear that we're going to take... Into consideration. "

"You acquiesced that day."

"No

"That's fine!" Seeing her attitude so hard, Fu Jinheng chose to compromise and pick his eyebrows: "then it's not too late for you to promise now."

“……”

Song Jin'an was dumb, her eyes were cold, and she didn't say anything.

"No talk?" Fu Jinheng waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for her words. He put his arms around her waist and raised his eyebrows a little: "well... Today, you'll take it as your acquiescence and don't accept the refutation."

Song Jin'an gathered her eyes and did not comment on his unreasonable statement. She just kept silent. It was almost tacit!

In fact, she has a good feeling for Fu Jinheng. It's not too much to say that she likes Fu Jinheng. But at that time, she always restrained her feelings from showing them. She also pretended to be indifferent and refused him for thousands of miles. The reason is very simple. She can't understand his heart. Moreover, he had an engagement at that time. No matter what kind of engagement he and Qiao Shiwei had, it was a fact, She doesn't have to care about Fu Jinheng's feelings for herself. All she can do is to keep distance and treat him coldly.

Looking at her expression, the corners of Fu Jin Heng's mouth rose, lowered his head and asked, "is it cold?"

"Not bad."

Fu Jinheng raised his wrist to look at the time, gently pushed her out of his arms, turned to hold her hand, ready to cross the road: "it's over nine o'clock, it's cold at night, don't stand here, go up first!"

"To my house?"

Fu Jinheng listened and looked at her shocked expression. He couldn't help laughing: "of course, let's go!"

"My car..."

"It doesn't matter to stop there."

Song Jin'an looked at his back and pursed her lips. She felt warm in her heart.

After arriving at Song Jingan's home, Fu Jinheng made a tour around the house. He didn't rush to sit down in the living room. He watched song Jingan put his bag on the table and went to the kitchen to help him pour hot tea.

When she came out with a cup of hot tea, Fu Jinheng went over and took it: "I heard that your team recently took a special case? It's still a corpse case? But the head was not found? "

Song Jingan looked up at him suspiciously: "how do you know? This case has not been made public. "

"Didn't I just say that? Listen to what others say. "

"Who did you listen to?"

"Well... Confidential."

"You..." Song Jingan glared at him fiercely. She went to the desk and took out a notebook about the clues of the case from her bag. This notebook is always with her. It is an important clue to sort out each case. There are several photos and pens in the notebook. She turned to walk in front of him and handed the notebook to him to see: "all the clues are written in it."

Fu Jinheng took it. As soon as he opened the button of the Notepad, four or five photos fell out. Fu Jinheng picked it up and looked at it, raised his eyebrows, looked at her notes, and turned to look at her: "can't you find her real identity?"

"Today, I found three ID cards from her home. I went back to check them. None of them is true."

"What's her record when she came to T city? Such as trains, airplanes, etc

"I've checked, too, but I haven't."

"That's really interesting. If you die so miserably, your identity is a mystery. If you can't fulfill your identity, aren't you like a headless fly now? There's no clue to the killer. "

"Don't be sarcastic." Song Jingan sat aside and gave him a glance without any trace.

Fu Jinheng picked his eyebrows and put things on the tea table: "since people are so mysterious and you can't find them in normal channels, the scope is actually much smaller!"

"What do you say?"

"You've always been smart, haven't you? I think, I'm an outsider, and it's not convenient for me to interfere in the police's case handling process. I remember the black tea you made for me last time was very good. There should be more! I'll make another cup. Take your time. Don't worry Fu Jinheng smiles and doesn't intend to really intervene in this matter.

Before, Jin Yishuo's case was related to his sister, so he would occasionally give song Jingan advice and help her find clues to the case, but this case is different. He is a prosecutor and can't openly participate in the process of handling the case.

Song Jin'an glanced at him. As a captain, she naturally knew the rules of the process. She didn't intend to talk to him, but she didn't know why. At this time, she trusted him very much and couldn't help listening to his advice, so she felt very reliable.

Xu is startled by the thought in her heart. Song Jinan quickly takes back her sight. I don't know when this idea began, but today she finds out.

Looking at her small expressions, Fu Jinheng's smile became more and more obvious. He took up the cup of green tea he had only drunk two mouthfuls on the table and went to the kitchen. He opened the cupboard door on his head and looked at it. Finally, he locked it on the jar with the black tea glass can. He picked his eyebrows and took it out. He poured out the original tea in the cup and made a cup of black tea again, Inadvertently found two barrels of instant noodles on the counter, eyes slightly narrowed, laughing, holding a cup to sit on the nearest single sofa stool.

"Why do you have instant noodles there?" Fu Jinheng put the cup on the table and looked at Song Jingan with a smile.

Song Jingan was absorbed in the case, thinking about the tips Fu Jinheng had just given her, so in addition to the notebook, there were other photos and clues on the desk. Hearing his voice, song Jingan didn't lift her head, but just said, "well, sometimes when it's too late to order takeout or cook, she just makes do with instant noodles. She often eats them in the team, so she's used to it, So at home, you will always have a few bowls of noodles

"I haven't had dinner tonight. I'll soak a bucket later. Don't you mind?"

"Whatever you want."

"Good." Fu Jinheng smiles and picks his eyebrows. He came to see her after work this evening. He really didn't have a meal. It was just after four o'clock in the afternoon that Han Xufan bought a cup of coffee and a small cake to eat. Now he has been hungry for five or six hours.

Originally, he wanted to go to dinner with her after work, but he didn't expect that she had already eaten, so he didn't want to do anything more. It didn't matter if he was hungry. Anyway, he could stay with his daughter-in-law, and now he still has instant noodles. The situation is not too bad.

"By the way, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow is the weekend. I'm on vacation. Would you like to have dinner with me?"

"Do you think I'm free?"

"Oh, yes, your case is so difficult now, I don't think you can spare time." Fu Jin Heng glanced at his mouth and said with a little regret: "well, I'm not going to be able to take a weekend off. I'm waiting for a serious date with you this weekend. That's all I can do?"

Song Jingan didn't listen much to him. She heard the last sentence of bubble soup. She was just about to ask him what bubble soup was. By the way, she took the map and notebook that she had just put on the chair, but suddenly found that he was sitting on it and leaning close to himself. When she got to her mouth, she swallowed it again. Her eyes were filled with anger and glared at him, "Do you know what I like?" he asked in a very peaceful tone

Listening to her unprecedented question, Fu Jinheng's eyes brightened, and his eyes sparked a sly smile: "well... Let me think, let me get closer to you?"

After hearing this, song Jingan scratched her face with unnatural and unexplained scarlet. She scratched her clear eyes and glared at him fiercely: "then you really think too much. I like you. Now stay away from me. You are pressing my clues."

“……”

After listening, Fu Jinheng's curiosity and expectation disappeared. Sure enough, a woman with duplicity!

Ah!

As soon as he got up and asked song Mianan to take away the things on the single sofa, Fu Jinheng noticed something wrong in her words, narrowed her eyes, and lifted her eyebrows lightly: "tut! If I heard you right just now, you said that you like me to stay away from you now. When do you like me to be close to you? Tell me about it? "

Song Jingan was stunned. Her heart trembled a little, and her heart beat faster and faster. She looked at Xiumei and gave him a look. She was embarrassed. She just wanted to get rid of him quickly, so she opened her mouth in a hurry, and her voice was very impatient: "I'm thinking about the case! Can't you just be quiet? Didn't you just say you were going to make instant noodles? Go ahead and soak it. "

Fu Jinheng also saw her embarrassment, so he laughed and did not tear it down. He nodded with a smile: "OK, I'll make some noodles. You keep thinking." Then he got up again, took two steps outside, and stopped again: "ah, by the way, do you want to eat? I can help you soak... "

Hearing this, song Jingan raised her head and glared at him angrily. Her eyes were full of warnings. The rest of Fu Jinheng's words stopped abruptly. She picked her eyebrows, nodded her head, made a gesture of silence, turned to the kitchen and began to make noodles for herself.

After the two barrels of instant noodles were soaked, Fu Jinheng brought them all to the tea table without making a sound. Looking at her carefully pondering the process and details of the case, she raised a smile.

After the instant noodles were almost ready, Fu Jinheng opened the lid, put the rest of the seasoning bag in, stirred it gently, and pushed a bowl in front of her.

Song Jin'an didn't look until Fu Jin Heng finished the bowl of instant noodles. She didn't move the bowl either. Fu Jin Heng squinted and reached for the pen in her hand: "OK, don't look. Eat the noodles while it's hot."

"What are you doing?" Song Jin'an stares at him and reproaches him discontentedly.

"I remember that when I was in the case of Jin Yishuo, I said that people should learn to relax. You should not always stretch yourself to catch clues. You can't find anything useful. Do you have any idea?" Fu Jinheng laughed and asked softly.

Song Jin'an pursed her lips and looked at him silently. She really didn't think that the identity of the dead Wang Lili would be related to some special people.

Looking at the bowl of noodles on the table, song Jingan looked at her brows, but she didn't have any appetite to eat: "I've had dinner, how can you make a bucket for me?"

"All right! Don't eat it. I'll eat it. " Fu Jinheng laughed, pulled the bowl of instant noodles back in front of him, opened the lid, picked up the fork and continued to eat.

Song Jingan looked at him eating with relish, then raised her hand to support her jaw: "you haven't eaten tonight?"

"If I remember correctly, I seem to have said before making noodles that I didn't eat tonight. Didn't you hear me?" Fu Jinheng took a mouthful of instant noodles, and his deep dark eyes swept towards her, revealing a deep meaning.

As soon as song Jingan listens to it, she thinks about it carefully. It seems that there was such a conversation just now, but she didn't listen to it seriously. She just subconsciously responded to his words. As for what she returned, she really can't remember now.

Glancing at her slightly guilty expression, Fu Jinheng knew that when this woman was concentrating on something, she had better not talk to her. Anyway, it was nothing to say. In the end, she didn't listen to a word. Instead, she had to ask you what she said.

You mean upset?

"I've had enough, too." Fu Jinheng took a few mouthfuls of the bowl of noodles, picked it up and threw it into the garbage can not far away.

In fact, he doesn't eat instant noodles very much. He has always been very particular about food and clothing, especially in the raw materials. He has eaten instant foods like instant noodles several times since he was born, which is one of the few. Today, he ate two barrels of instant noodles with his daughter-in-law.

It seems that there will only be more opportunities to eat instant noodles in the future!

When song Jingan looked back, she noticed that half a packet of cigarettes was exposed in his coat on the back of the sofa. She remembered that when she just came back, she saw him leaning against the car door to smoke. She couldn't help asking curiously, "Hey, Fu Jinheng, can you still smoke?"

Fu Jinheng threw away the garbage and sat down in front of the sofa again. She found that her eyes were locked in the pocket of her black windbreaker and laughed: "yes, but she seldom smokes, so she smokes occasionally. What's the matter? dislike? I don't mind giving up smoking for you

"I'll just ask." Song Jingan, another league of nations, said unnaturally, "I just didn't see you smoking before. Today I suddenly saw you smoking, so..."

"I don't like smoking at home. It smells like smoke. I'm more or less a cleanliness addict, so I smoke outside. I smoke less. A pack of cigarettes can last for a month or two."

"I see it."

"See what?"

"Cleanliness." Song Jin'an pursed her lips and spat out these two words.

In fact, when she lived in Fu Jinheng ', And she also learned from Fu qihan that every Wednesday in his apartment, there are two nannies to clean and disinfect all aspects. That degree will definitely make you doubt your life.

"You know me that well? What else do you know about me, huh Fu Jin Heng looked at her very calm expression, so he approached her with a light and soft tone.

"No

"What else do you want to know?"

"No

"Really not?"

"Well."

"Well, in fact, it's not urgent. Anyway, there will be a lot of time in the future, so we can understand it slowly." Fu Jinheng smiles, but he doesn't intend to irritate song Jingan. He just gets up, moves the things next to her and sits down again. He naturally hugs her waist and his head falls on her shoulder: "let me hold her for a while, and I think you'll drive me away."

On hearing this, she subconsciously turns her head to look at the wall clock. It's already over ten forty, and it's almost eleven o'clock. She's really going to give a guest order later.

Although they are together now, it's the first day to confirm the relationship. She can't let him stay here. After a certain period of time, he still wants to leave. Moreover, she didn't have a good rest because of the case. She really wanted to take a bath and sleep early.

However, Fu Jin Heng's self-knowledge made song Jin'an a little bit uncomfortable. She refused and pushed him away, and let him lean on her. They kept silent like this. After a few minutes, song Jin'an was tired and fell on his head.

"Tired?" Feeling his head leaning down, Fu Jin Heng slowly opened his eyes and asked.

"Well, a little."

Fu Jinheng put out his hand to lift her head, got up from her shoulder, put his arm around her waist, but he didn't let go. He came close to her and pecked her cherry lips: "since you are tired, you should have a rest early! I'll go back first. I'll contact you tomorrow. Good night