He waved his hand, and everyone understood what he meant. As if trained, they moved silently and silently towards the house. The whole operation was as smooth as flowing water, swift and orderly.
In fact, Officer Liu's decision was correct. The man in the room looked at the unconscious woman lying on the bed with a smile on his face.
He took out the suitcase he had prepared in advance from the cabinet, opened the door without hesitation and prepared to leave.
However, he hadn't expected that the moment he stepped out of the door, he would run head-on into Officer Liu and his colleagues who had been waiting for him. This sudden change caught the man off guard, and he was instantly trapped.
Faced with the group of aggressive police officers, he tried to fight desperately to escape from his restraints.
Although he struggled with all his might, all his efforts were in vain.
Finally, under Xiaofan's powerful and tight grip, the man was pinned to the cold, hard ground, unable to move an inch. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape Xiaofan's iron-like grip on his body.
Officer Liu looked at him and said seriously, "Take him away."
"Brother Liu, what about Widow Li in the room?"
"Take them together."
"yes."
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They took the man and Widow Li back to the police station, and Officer Liu began to arrange the work. "Xiao Chen, take him to the interrogation room. I will interrogate him myself later. You go interrogate Widow Li. Jiawen, Ziwen, and Xiaofan can go home and rest. You can replace us tomorrow morning."
"Yes." Everyone heard their arrangement without any objection and turned around to carry it out.
When Cheng Jiawen reached the door, he quickly rode his bicycle to go home. Jiang Ziwen stopped him and said, "It's so late now, do you still want to go back to the village? Why don't you stay at my place for one night? I live alone and I have a place to stay."
Cheng Jiawen smiled faintly and rejected his kindness. "No, I'd better go home. If I don't go home all night, my wife will worry about me."
Hearing this, Jiang Ziwen felt as if he was in a mess. Was he...was he being treated as a show of affection?
Cheng Jiawen waved to the two of them, got on his bicycle and quickly headed towards the village.
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When he finally arrived at the door of his home with his exhausted body, the clock had already quietly passed midnight.
He reached into his pocket and fumbled for the key, gently inserted it into the keyhole and turned it. With a slight "click", the gate slowly opened.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a small candle lamp hanging in the yard! The flickering candlelight seemed to dance in the darkness, bringing a mysterious and warm atmosphere to the entire courtyard.
Looking at this lonely but determined little candle that was emitting light, an indescribable warmth suddenly surged in his heart, and his eyes gradually became moist.
In this silent and deserted night, the faint candlelight moistened his long-dried soul like a rain from heaven, making him feel endless warmth and comfort.
He stood there quietly, staring at the dancing flame, letting his thoughts surge like a tide.
At this moment, it seemed as if all the fatigue and stress disappeared, replaced by full of happiness and gratitude.
Turning around, he saw a dim light on in the room. He knew that it was the light Xu Qianjiao had left for him. He put his bicycle away and quietly returned to the room, only to see that Xu Qianjiao had fallen asleep leaning against the window.
He walked over and carefully positioned her body, covered her with the quilt, turned off the light, then picked up his clothes and prepared to take a shower.
Walking into the kitchen, he touched the kettle. The water inside was still hot. He added some charcoal to make the water hotter so that he could take a bath.
He reached out to open the lid of the pot, and there was a bowl of plump white dumplings inside. Cheng Jiawen touched it and found it was still hot. This time, he could hardly hold it back, and his eyes were a little red.
He smiled happily, "For so many years, except when his grandparents were still around, no one cared about him anymore. I didn't expect that now that he's married, someone would care about him again."
Reach out and take out the dumplings, sit by the charcoal stove, warm yourself while eating dumplings, your body will be warm, and your heart will be even warmer.
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The next morning, Cheng Jiawen set off very early again. He left before Xu Qianjiao, Xu's father and Xu's mother even showed up.
If the water and dumplings in the kitchen hadn't been gone, they would have thought that Cheng Jiawen hadn't come back.
Mother Xu sighed, "Hey, Jiawen has been so busy lately. He comes home late and leaves early. I don't even know if I can have something good to eat in the cafeteria at noon. Don't let him ruin his health."
"Don't worry, the police station cafeteria should be pretty good. When he's done with his work, we'll give him some good nourishment." Father Xu comforted Mother Xu.
"That's all we can do."
On this side, Cheng Jiawen rode his bicycle to the police station. As soon as he entered the door, he heard shocking news.
"What did you say? A large amount of explosives was buried in our city?" When Cheng Jiawen heard the news, his eyes widened and he was completely confused, not knowing what to think.
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