Zhou Luoyang motioned to Du Jing to stretch out his hand, and when he saw the bruise on the back of Du Jing's right hand, he suddenly understood.

Zhou Luoyang slowly developed another habit, that is, trying to understand him with Du Jing's logic. When mania and depression are mixed, their behavior is incomprehensible to outsiders, and it will only look terrible in the eyes of outsiders. .

But no matter what they do, there is a subconscious inner motivation, such as Du Jing's mad smashing of his hands.

Maybe even Du Jing didn't realize it, but Zhou Luoyang immediately figured it out - why was he holding the stapler with his left hand and smashing the back of his right hand? and not elsewhere?

Because when Sun Xiangchen was driving Du Jing, he held the back of Du Jing's right hand. At the moment when it was difficult to express his emotions, Du Jing achieved the self-psychological protection of "breaking contact" by smashing the back of his hand.

"Left hand." After Zhou Luoyang wanted to understand, he said to Du Jing.

Du Jing: "?"

Zhou Luoyang put the rubber band on Du Jing's wrist.

Du Jing understood and said, "It's not very useful, I tried it."

That's a self-punishment mechanism, expressing punishment for emotions. When your emotions are out of control, you can flick your hand with a rubber band, and with the help of mild pain, the mentally ill patient can wake up briefly.

Zhou Luoyang saw someone sharing it on a forum. Although he also found it useless, what he wanted was not to punish Du Jing or let him punish himself.

"You can't start it yourself," Zhou Luoyang said, "I can only start it."

Saying that, Zhou Luoyang pulled up the rubber band, and with a soft sound, it flicked on Du Jing's wrist.

"Got it." Du Jing drank his tea and looked out of the cafe in a trance. The rain was getting lighter, but the wind was still strong.

The trees by the West Lake were swaying in the wind, and the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows blocked the wind, like a silent movie.

"What song is that?" Du Jing suddenly asked again.

"The wind in July, the rain in August..." Zhou Luoyang took out his mobile phone from Du Jing's pocket, sang a song for him, and said, "Run back?"

"Eat dinner first, take a taxi back," Du Jing said, "Be careful of catching a cold."

After returning to the dormitory that day, Zhou Luoyang took a bath and caught a cold unexpectedly.

He hadn't been seriously ill for several years. This time, he had a severe cold. He had a fever in the middle of the night, and his whole body was burning hot. Du Jing immediately went to find a thermometer.

"Forty-one," Zhou Luoyang said weakly, "the record is broken, it's too good."

Du Jing: "…………"

"You must go to the hospital immediately," Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang: "Don't mind me, I'll take a fever-reducing medicine, and then I'll sleep..."

"Go to the hospital!" Du Jing roared.

"Okay, okay..." Zhou Luoyang reluctantly got up and said, "Do you have any conscience for being so cruel to the patient..."

Du Jing didn't go to the school hospital, he picked up Zhou Luoyang and went downstairs, asked him to get in the car, fastened his seat belt, full of irritability, and rushed out with a kick of the accelerator.

When turning the steering wheel, Zhou Luoyang reached out to his wrist and flicked him with a rubber band.

Du Jing calmed down instantly, and the dangerous aura emanating from his body gradually calmed down, like a lion retracting its mane.

"Slow down," Zhou Luoyang instructed weakly with his eyes closed, "Be careful of hitting a tree."

That night, Zhou Luoyang was beaten for a night, while Du Jing sat quietly beside the bed in a daze.

There was only the soft sound of the rubber band in the ward. Zhou Luoyang was really bored and couldn't sleep. Du Jing didn't let him play with his mobile phone, so he could only play him with the rubber band on Du Jing's wrist.

"Pain." Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang looked at the ceiling and said casually, "Oh." But he didn't stop, just a little lighter.

After playing for a while, Zhou Luoyang fell asleep, Du Jing's eyes were red, he lowered his head and touched the small piece of his wrist that was red from the bounce.

And many years later, the place where the rubber band was worn was replaced with the watch that Zhou Luoyang gave him.

The plane hummed, and Du Jing was still asleep. Zhou Luoyang got out of his memory and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, he saw Huang Ting watching a movie and staring out of the machine window in a daze.

A bright moon was rising in the night sky, shining on the sea of ​​clouds, with silver light flashing, and there was still an hour before the plane landed.

Seeing that Zhou Luoyang was back, Huang Ting hurriedly gestured to him, pointing to the empty space beside him.

Zhou Luoyang: "?"

Zhou Luoyang glanced at Du Jing who was covered with a blanket, looked at Huang Ting again, and sat next to Huang Ting.

"What?" Zhou Luoyang asked.

"Do you know Lin Di?" Huang Ting said in a low voice, "That beautiful consultant."

"Not very familiar," Zhou Luoyang asked, "what do you want to ask?"

Huang Ting was silent for a moment, thought about it, and said, "Is she married?"

"No, it's very, very familiar." Zhou Luoyang reiterated, and then realized a question: "Do you want to pursue her?"

Huang Ting's expression was a little strange, and he said, "Not necessarily, I just want to ask."

Zhou Luoyang didn't know much about Huang Ting. Since they officially met, they hadn't met a few times, so they had to say, "I can't help you."

"I didn't mean to ask you for help." Huang Ting said unnaturally.

Zhou Luoyang remembered the conversation between Huang Ting and Lin Di in a certain twenty-four hours, and asked curiously, "You haven't married yet?"

"You don't have any girlfriends," Huang Ting said. "What are you getting married?"

"No," Zhou Luoyang looked at Huang Ting and said, "As a member of the Appearance Association, I don't think you look like someone who can't get a girlfriend."

Huang Ting smiled helplessly and said, "I really didn't think about it seriously before. I got a serious illness and changed a lot of thoughts."

Zhou Luoyang said, "After returning to Wan City, should I try asking her out?"

Zhou Luoyang has seen Lin Di's circle of friends. It doesn't look like she has a boyfriend. She often travels all over the world, and no one ever takes her photo.

"That's great," Huang Ting said sincerely, "please accept my most sincere thanks."

"The premise is that you have no other intentions." Zhou Luoyang said.

"Absolutely not." Huang Ting replied immediately, "I... I'll tell the truth. Boss Zhou."

"Just call me Luoyang." Zhou Luoyang replied casually.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" Huang Ting asked seriously.

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

Zhou Luoyang turned his head and glanced at Du Jing, who woke up. In fact, when Zhou Luoyang left his seat, Du Jing had already woken up. At this moment, he didn't take off his blindfold, listened to the music on the plane, and didn't look for Zhou Luoyang, he seemed to be thinking about something.

"I believe," Zhou Luoyang said to Huang Ting, "love at first sight is the only way to love."

Huang Ting never expected that Zhou Luoyang's answer to this was so direct.

"Really?" Huang Ting laughed and said, "I have asked many people, and you are the first to say so."

Zhou Luoyang replied: "But everyone has their own views on feelings, it varies from person to person. How does Lin Di feel about you?"

"I don't hate me." Huang Ting said, then thought for a while, scratched the thick hair on the top of his head with his fingers, and said, "But I don't know if she likes me, I think I still like girls."

Zhou Luoyang: "???"

Zhou Luoyang didn't quite understand why he suddenly mentioned the issue of sexuality, but Huang Ting seemed to be talking to himself and said, "Of course, like my brothers, it's not bad, how about you two..."

"Stop," Zhou Luoyang said to Huang Ting, "We are not the relationship you think."

Huang Ting said, "I know."

The two were tacit, and Huang Ting naturally understood that there was no need for Zhou Luoyang to deny anything.

Huang Ting said: "I can see that I am also a criminal policeman anyway, and your lover is not your feeling."

Zhou Luoyang snorted, and was also a little lost. Huang Ting added: "You are better friends than lovers."

Now it's Zhou Luoyang's turn to be surprised.

"Because I also have such a brother," Huang Ting said with a smile, "a scholar."

Zhou Luoyang suddenly asked, "Does he like you?"

"I don't like him," Huang Ting said, "I don't like him either, but it doesn't affect our relationship. Sometimes it's really hard to tell the difference...Before, some very complicated things happened between us. It's about the case you took over."

Zhou Luoyang suddenly became interested. Is there a boy with a relationship like him and Du Jing beside Huang Ting?

"Five Dynasties Rivers, Mountains, Wind and Moon"

"If you go the wrong way, he will chase you," Huang Ting said in a trance, "take you home. If he goes the wrong way, even if the road ahead is rough, I will find him. We can do anything but sex. Do it for each other."

"Is he married?" Zhou Luoyang said.

"No," Huang Ting said after returning to his senses, "but I feel like he's about to fall in love. We've known each other for over ten years, and we've been separated for a while..."

Zhou Luoyang said: "I was also separated from Du Jing for a while."

Huang Ting snorted and said, "When we meet again, you will understand that he is still him."

"Yes." Zhou Luoyang didn't care whether Huang Ting liked Lin Di or not, but he had an unexpected interest in his "friend".

"How do you know that your feelings for each other are not love?" Zhou Luoyang said.

Huang Ting thought for a while and replied, "I can't tell, but I remember that we did talk about sexuality... He was perfect, a scholar, very organized and excellent. At that time, he returned to China. , When it comes to a relationship, I joked, or we can live together. What he said was 'we don't need to be lovers, now, isn't it better than lovers'."

Zhou Luoyang suddenly noticed a key piece of information that Huang Ting did not say.

"He likes boys." Zhou Luoyang said.

"That's not what I said." Huang Ting said solemnly, "I didn't expect that one day I would become someone else's emotional consultant."

Huang Ting naturally knew that Zhou Luoyang must also have his troubles, so he would be curious about other people's affairs, so as to compare himself and understand himself.

Zhou Luoyang said: "Then what? I'm sorry I asked too much, I didn't mean it, I just... You don't have to tell me who he is."

"Let it go." Huang Ting said, "The other brother, the one who likes boys, told me that no matter how our relationship develops, we can do whatever we want. If we don't want to do anything, we don't have to force it. Of course,' The situation where I'm forced to be out of the scope of the discussion. And when you understand what love is, you go after it, whether it's for him or someone else."

"But it's for both of you..." Zhou Luoyang said, "Wouldn't it be unfair? If he is very dependent on you, but you like someone else..."

Huang Ting looked at Zhou Luoyang and did not speak.

Zhou Luoyang understood almost at the same time: "If this emotion really arises, then the relationship between you is indeed love, but it is hidden too deeply."

"Yes." Huang Ting said, "Last night, I told him I met a girl, and he understood as soon as he heard it, saying 'congratulations, brother'. So, I decided to work hard, but the girl treated me It's kind of...well...like another world...another species, I often...don't know what they're thinking."

Zhou Luoyang suddenly let go of some kind of obsession in Huang Ting's words at that moment.

"You're right," Huang Ting said. "Love at first sight is the only way to love. It's just that sometimes it's too deep, and it takes time for you to understand your emotions."

The plane began to land, Zhou Luoyang didn't talk any more, and sat back to his seat.

Du Jing adjusted the seat back and took off the blindfold. The scars on his face were particularly striking and dazzling under the spotlight.

"From now on," Du Jingchao said to Zhou Luoyang, "you will be my assistant, you are an intern, and if we change identities, you will not have to act."

Zhou Luoyang looked at Du Jing suspiciously: "Are you sure? What do you know about Khmer history..."

Du Jing stretched out his hand, Zhou Luoyang thought about it, clapped his hands with him, and tacitly accepted his proposal without a single word of nonsense.

After exiting the customs, Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang were about to leave the airport and say goodbye to Huang Ting.

Huang Ting has his mission, that is, to investigate the smuggling channels of antiques in the money laundering case. The two sides agreed on contact information, and Huang Ting stopped a taxi and went to the Interpol office in Ho Chi Minh City.

"So can you order me to do anything for you?" Zhou Luoyang said, "How much does the boss pay me?"

Du Jing came over a little and whispered in Zhou Luoyang's ear: "It depends on your performance and what step you are willing to do for your work."

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

Du Jing put on his sunglasses, and Zhou Luoyang dragged the suitcase, stopped a taxi, and found a place to stay first.

It was rainy and rainy in Ho Chi Minh City. It was the end of the rainy season. Du Jing’s company booked him a homestay in the suburbs, a 20-minute drive from the city. There are two bedrooms and one living room. Locals provide meals. On the mountainside, there is a swimming pool outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the farmland outside can be seen by pulling the curtains.

Zhuang Li arrived a day earlier than the two of them. He had connected to the Internet in the homestay in advance and disabled all monitoring.

Du Jingchao said to Zhou Luoyang: "Just rest, most of the time you don't need to come forward, just come and play."

"Okay boss, yes boss." Zhou Luoyang relaxed a lot, seeing the hazy mist shrouded in the distant hills, the homestay prepared curry crab and rice for them, as well as grilled chicken skewered with wooden skewers.

The glass dining table is covered with information, as well as a map of the missing person's travel route.

"The person with the clearest goal and the best to track down is still this Internet celebrity Xiao Wu." Zhuang Li said, "I found out that he has a trumpet on the hornet's nest, and his registered name is his mailbox, and before he disappeared completely , played the card once in front of the Mali Aman Temple in Ho Chi Minh City."

"He disappeared in this temple," Zhuang Li said finally, "or shortly after leaving the Maliaman Temple. Because there are not many attractions in Ho Chi Minh City, and the attractions are relatively close to each other, in Mariaman The temple won't stay too long... I'm going to the next attraction. But he didn't continue to check in at any other attraction, which means that this is the most likely place of disappearance."

Zhuang Li looked at Du Jing with an expectant expression, wanting to get a word or two of praise from his boss. Du Jing was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"So your plan is to check the Mali Aman Temple?" Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang said: "Find a quiet place in a temple, start to... stun people, and then take them away? But where do you want to take them? I don't think it's realistic to do so, after all, there are many tourists in the temple."

Zhuang Li said: "If two people travel together, this person can completely deceive the target, for example... um, buy a bottle of water, put some anesthetic in it for him to drink, and then take it to a place where no one is and wait for him to faint. , God will transport people away without knowing it, and it will be over."

"Going out of the temple carrying a person," Du Jing said, "there are tourists everywhere, Zhuang Li, can you use your brain a little?"

Zhuang Li: "Uh...I imagine, is there a place in the temple...like a secret door, or a secret passage? After stunning people, take them in, and then go through the secret passage to the back door of the temple and transport it away?"

Du Jing's expression was unbearable, but Zhou Luoyang felt that Zhuang Li's speculation was normal, and he thought so too. Of course, all these inferences were based on the premise that the place of Xiao Wu's disappearance was indeed a temple.

Zhou Luoyang observed Du Jing, then Zhuang Li, and said, "What's wrong? I think this is very reasonable."

Zhuang Li: "???"

When Zhou Luoyang interrupted, Du Jing couldn't scold Zhuang Li, so he patiently said to Zhou Luoyang, "Where is the rationale? Do you think this inference is reasonable? How much does it cost to bribe a monk from a temple and abduct foreigners with great fanfare? ! How likely is it to leak?!”

"Yes... so." Zhuang Li also felt a little unreasonable, and replied, "But if the monks in the temple are involved in this organization, such as donating money, they may turn a blind eye. Eyes? Or..."

"Yes," said Zhou Luoyang, "it's very possible! What if they collude?"

Du Jing was about to despair. It didn't matter if Zhou Luoyang couldn't figure it out, but Zhuang Li was his subordinate.

"Why is it so complicated to do something so simple?!" Du Jing finally lost his patience and said to Zhuang Li, "How can I take it away after I kidnap someone?! Tell me!"

Zhuang Li was very afraid of Du Jing and hesitantly said, "Take it away directly?"

"Would you carry it with a sack?!" Du Jing said, "use a car!"

"Yes!" Zhuang Li immediately echoed, "Drive away, Brother Jing."

Du Jing: "What can be done by buying a black car driver? Why do you make it so complicated? Are you still building a secret passage in the temple?! Are you crazy?"

Zhuang Li and Zhou Luoyang woke up like a dream and said, "Yes! Yes!"

The room was silent, and after a full minute:

"They must have at least one stronghold that changed hands," Du Jing said, "or more than one."

"Yes!" Zhuang Li replied, "First take the person to the vicinity of the tourist attraction, and after shopping, take them to the car, and the car can be directly anesthetized and sent away."

There are often black cars soliciting customers near tourist attractions, especially vans. It is normal for many people to carpool, and tourists, as single men, will not be wary of drinking water and food. After getting in the car, he fell into a coma, and when the car arrived at the transfer point, he could hand it over to the next group of people and take them away.

Zhou Luoyang had more questions at first, such as why he didn't get into the car and kidnap people after arriving at the airport, or when he went out the next day after arriving at the hotel, but these questions were all overturned by him in an instant - most of the airports are regular vehicles, And on the first day of arriving in Ho Chi Minh City, you must have booked the hotel for the day. If you don’t check in, you will leave clues that can be traced.

If the black car is parked in front of the hotel, it is also easy to be photographed by surveillance, which is more likely to arouse the vigilance of the victim. After much deliberation, it is indeed the most reasonable and efficient to choose to start outside the first scenic spot on the second day after arriving in Ho Chi Minh City - Xiao Wu and the abductor will stay first, and temporarily leave the luggage at the hotel front desk the next morning, and go out to play. , was taken away by dizziness. The abductor took the cards and went back to take the luggage.

As for where to go for the second stop, the victim must not have made a very detailed plan, and even if he did, he would not tell his friends.

But how to trace this line is actually quite difficult.

"What about the things you were asked to bring?" Du Jing said.

"Brother Jing, don't worry," Zhuang Li said, "I have it all with me."

Zhuang Li opened a small black box and said, "Thanks to my sister-in-law's archaeological invitation letter, all the things we brought over were not made difficult by the customs. The declaration is for archaeological research."

"What is this?" Zhou Luoyang was eating lunch and glanced curiously. The box was full of round patches.

This afternoon, they went to the Mali Aman Temple, which is a Hindu temple. When he came out, Zhuang Li found an opportunity and put this kind of patch on all the black cars soliciting customers.

After returning to the homestay, Zhuang Li turned on the computer, and the routes of the seventeen vans were all displayed on the large map screen. Du Jing began to analyze their routes. The black vans shuttled through various hotels in Ho Chi Minh City.Between the scenic spots, a luminous network extending in all directions is formed.

Every place that have been to is marked, and there are four areas: homestays, restaurants, hotels, and scenic spots. After get off work hours, the black cars are running around everywhere, until after ten o'clock, they each return to the driver's home.

Then, Zhuang Li successfully tracked all the vans used for soliciting passengers in front of the popular attractions.

"Let's go shopping," Du Jing took off his sunglasses, looked around, and said, "Rome was not built in a day. Combining work and rest, I will show you around."

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