Getting closer and closer

  Xia Zhuo went upstairs when Lin Yuanli was looking at his own hands with a pleased expression, as if he could see a flower from the tip of his fingers.

  Xia Zhu had no choice but to gather his things and pile them up: "Senior."

  Lin Yuan raised his head and fixed his gaze on her empty hand, smiling slightly: "He didn't even give it to you, not in line with his style."

  "Do you know him?" Xia Zhu furrowed her brow, instinctively feeling that he was a dangerous character.

  Lin Yuanxi didn't say yes or no, but lightly said: "Next time we encounter this kind of situation, just close the door and call the police."

  Lin Yuanxi furrowed his brow again: "What was he wearing? The people arranged by Zou Mianyuan, why didn't they react?"

  Just as Xia Zhuo was about to speak, the phone rang. Lin Yuan stepped forward and answered it, saying a few words in an unpleasant tone before hanging up. He said calmly, "The person has been caught, our security guards have withdrawn."

  "Is it in the place you mentioned?" Xia Zhu asked.

  "Yes." Lin Yuan's words were concise and to the point, and he clearly didn't plan on saying anything more. He simply closed his eyes lightly, one hand rubbing against the cuff of the other for a moment before withdrawing it again.

  Xia Zhu looked at him with a thought in her mind, she hesitated for a moment and asked: "That person... is he related to your injury?"

  Lin Yuanxiao didn't open his eyes, and his breathing sounded quite heavy. However, Xia Zhu understood that within such a short period of time, it was impossible for anyone to fall asleep, so he must be unwilling to speak up.

  If it were usual times, Xia Zhu would not have dug deeper either. She was used to respecting others and not forcibly exposing their scars.

  But facing Lin Yuanxi, Xia Zhu decided to change her approach. She sat down beside Lin Yuanxi: "Can I go home?"

  Lin Yuanqie silently opened his eyes, with a hint of annoyance at the bottom: "...... Whatever."

  Xia Zhu laughed.

  Lin Yuanqi's words were a set, but his expression was another picture, as if he was saying that if Xia Zhu really left, he would have to demolish this house.

  Xia Zhu was used to his way of expression and just felt childish.

  "I'd like to ask you, how did you determine that my father killed my mother at the time?" Xia Zhu asked hesitantly.

  Her voice is like a gentle stream, pleasant to listen to and never annoying, only feeling long and good.

  Lin Yuanxi looked at her for a while, unusually patient: "First of all, when your father anxiously found me, if any normal adult male is told by the police that his wife might have been killed by him, the initial reaction must be anger. After the anger subsides, he will choose to find professional personnel for identification or choose to believe the police. But your father found me, and from then on, I felt something was off, which doesn't conform to the normal state of mind, it's either a desperate attempt to seek help or hoping I'll help him put on an act. During my conversation with your father, I became even more convinced of the second possibility, because his reaction was extremely unnatural, not belonging to sadness or anger, but embarrassment, constantly rubbing his pants, and his gaze always trying to reveal his pain, which is different from any normal person's reaction. Therefore, I suggested that the police re-examine the evidence, this time including his properties under his name, and indeed, the murder weapon was found in the storage room."

  Lin Yuanxi has always been most handsome when reasoning, the man's eyebrows slightly raised, his voice sincere and determined.

  Xia Zhu listened for a while and finally smiled silently: "He's been in prison for so long, I haven't gone to see him."

  Lin Yuanxu didn't quite understand why Xia Zhu wanted to say all these things, but he nodded anyway: "Oh."

  "I hope that one day I'll be successful and famous, then go see him again, although now I don't even know what it means to be successful and famous," Xia Zhu said, shrinking into the sofa, her expression a bit nostalgic: "In short, it's just escaping, you're right... Ah..."

  She raised her head and found that Lin Yuan had disappeared.

  He couldn't bear listening to her anymore, so he took his laptop and went upstairs, probably to take a nap.

  Xia Zhu sat on the sofa for a while, and only then did she remember that she seemed to have forgotten to prepare breakfast for others. She didn't dare go into the bedroom to call out, so she quietly made it and brought it to the bedroom door, gently knocking on it.

  The door opened from inside, revealing Lin Yuanbai wearing a loose pajama suit.

  Lin Yuan looked at Xia Zhu in front of the door with an expressionless face: "Do you know what time it is now?"

  Xia Zhu blinked her eyes, and Lin Yuan said: "Twelve twenty-three."

  It seems like it's already noon time.

  Xia Zhu suddenly realized and asked: "Mr. Lin, doesn't your home have a clock?"

  "I don't like those things." Lin Yuan took a sip of his coffee and finished it in one gulp, while rolling up the bacon with toast in one hand.

  "Oh..." Xia Zhu was somewhat perplexed and began analyzing in her mind, "Isn't this rather inconvenient?"

  Lin Yuan didn't mind, and instead pushed the door wide open: "Going out this afternoon?"

  "Go out?" Xia Zhuo wondered.

  "Go practice." Lin Yuanbo glanced at Xia Zhu: "Your current state is a bit off in the homicide unit."

  What's wrong? Xia Zhu looked herself up and down for a while with some confusion, but still couldn't figure it out.

  Lin Yuanqi is a person who only speaks about what he thinks is important and then stops talking, not saying another word.

  As for how many doubts others have... none of this matters.

  In the afternoon, Lin Yuanxi drove with Xia Zhu to the police station. Zou Mianyuan was waiting at the door. He took a look at Xia Zhu's thin arms and legs, and finally shook his head helplessly and laughed: "How come except for her round face, everywhere else is so thin?"

  Lin Yuan spread his hands out in a helpless gesture.

  Zou Muyuan sighed and said, "Come on in and try it out. Your predecessor Lin said you're not qualified to carry a gun, but I don't think you should be armed as soon as you enter the bureau."

  Xia Zhu was somewhat surprised, and glanced at Lin Yuanxi. Lin Yuanxi himself didn't use a gun; he dared to charge forward with his bare hands, and Xia Zhu couldn't even imagine what this man would look like with a gun.

  There was a training ground under the police station, and after Zou Mianyuan and the person in charge of the guns exchanged greetings, they handed over helmets and goggles to Xia Zhu: "Have you tried it before?"

  Xia Zhuo smiled and shook his head: "I've just played CS before."

  "Oh, no difference, just shoot at the target." said Zou Muyuan.

  Lin Yuan furrowed his brow and stretched out his hand from beside Xia Zhu, adjusting Xia Zhu's posture while coldly saying: "Crouch down a bit."

  Xia Zhu was somewhat surprised, but also did as he was told.

  Zou Mianyuan stood beside him, arms crossed and laughing: "Listen to Lin, he's a theoretical emperor, as soon as he starts shooting, he hits other people's targets."

  Xia Zhu lost his smile, never thought that Lin Yuanli, who was all-powerful, would have such a day.

  Lin Yuan nodded: "At least I can hit the red heart."

  "It's on someone else's target." Zou Mian felt a mix of emotions.

  Xia Zhu listened to Lin Yuanke's words, his breathing was at the edge of her ear, and for some reason, she felt a little embarrassed.

  The air conditioner in the basement was very powerful, and the cold wind made people feel a bit chilly. However, for some reason, Xia Zhu felt that her left half of the body was hot and stuffy.

  Lin Yuan didn't notice at all, still keeping a certain distance from Xia Zhuo, who steadied his gun: "Three points in a line, grasp it yourself."

  Xia Zhu felt her heart beating a bit too fast.

  She had always been a good girl, and after her parents' accident, she became even more diligent and strong-willed. She hadn't had much close contact with boys since then, and this time being in the same room as Lin Yuanbo was already her limit, let alone having him stick so close to her now, making it hard for her to breathe.

  Lin Yuan finally stopped and looked at Xia Zhu with some confusion: "Your heart is not calm."

  "Sorry, sorry," Xia Zhu's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately focused on the target in the distance: "I'll take a good look now."

  Lin Yuan's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, obviously somewhat dissatisfied, but he didn't criticize anymore.

  It was Zou Mu who lazily spoke up beside him: "That's the target next door, Xia Zhu you're not quite right today."

  Xia Zhu was stunned, she looked at her target for a while before moving her gun back.

  Being influenced by someone with negative emotional intelligence, I'm really getting more and more muddled as I live on.

  "Steady, if you feel fine, you can fire," Lin Yuan explained to her: "The recoil might make you uncomfortable, but you need to learn to control it."

  "Hmm." Xia Zhu nodded and focused all her attention on pulling the trigger.

  Zou Mianyuan pulled the target closer and took a look: "8, not bad."

  Xia Zhu felt sweat all over her body, she looked at them with gratitude and nodded: "Thank you."

  "No need," Zou Muyuan smiled and patted his hand: "Practice shooting, I'll give you feedback later. Friday's assessment for gun license."

  "Thank you, senior. I'm troubling you." Xia Zhu was overjoyed.

  Lin Yuanxi stood beside him with his arms around him, his expression cold as ice.

  It wasn't until Zou Meng and the others had walked far away that Lin Yuan hummed a sound and looked up at the sky.

  Xia Zhu's heart is clear, this is just like a child competing for favor, if an adult focuses their attention too much on the child next to them, then some children will start to act spoiled. How can Lin Yuanbo, with his high IQ, be no different from a child in this regard?

  "Thank you, Senior Yuan Qi." Xia Zhuo said politely and sincerely.

  Lin Yuanxi looked at her for a while, feeling that the two words "senior" were still quite redundant, and nodded indifferently: "Starting tomorrow, if there are no cases, I'll come with you to practice."

  Xia Zhu was somewhat surprised and thought of Lin Yuan's character who didn't like others to refute him, so he could only nod his head, crying and laughing: "Good, thank you."

  "No need," Lin Yuan nodded slightly, his expression somewhat bored: "Now, come with me to buy some things."

  Xia Zhu wasn't his personal assistant, but had always been in this position without change. Fortunately, Xia Zhu himself didn't have anything to do, so he quickly followed a few steps and asked: "What thing?"

  "Ah, furniture." Lin Yuan said.

  However, when the two of them stood in front of a pile of bed frames at IKEA, Xia Zhu's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

  "Choose what you like." Lin Yuanxi was very domineering, tossing a card to Xia Zhu and going to the dining area to have coffee.

  Summer bamboo is speechless, under the big court and crowd, it's not good to ask what, can only silently follow up, quite a bit like talking to this person is like playing the piano to a cow, always feel that the logic is not right!

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