Chapter 44
The drug enforcement officer's photo was made public after his death, which means he has no direct relatives within three generations.
It seems that he is too.
Lin Anyu silently put away the photos and carefully placed them back in the closet.
For some reason, Lin Anyu looked at the cabinet door several more times before closing it.
Finally, this action seemed to stimulate her memory. The fragments of memory that occasionally flashed before overlapped with the words that Pei Jingji and the others had said inadvertently in her mind.
"I, Ye Pulan, always act according to evidence, which is different from your criminal mentality of just guessing."
"I'm not Watson, but it seems pretty good that you think I'm the Sherlock Holmes that I trained myself."
"How difficult is it to catch a drug lord? Do you still need to catch him? I will help you, and you will grow up on time and do whatever you want."
"Old Ye used to like wearing jackets, and later you started liking them too."
"Old Ye, he was our former captain, an old man in his forties, nagging all the time. He used to tell you every day that he wanted to train you to be Sherlock Holmes, and you were so annoyed with him. If you lose your memory, don't think of him."
"He married a white foreigner the year before you returned to China. Their child is probably over four years old now."
The voices of many people echoed in Lin Anyu's ears. The moment the cupboard door closed, Lin Anyu's body seemed to lose support in an instant. She let her body collapse along the cupboard door and sit on the ground.
Two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.
How could he have married a white person? He died four years ago.
How could he be a child over four years old? If there is reincarnation, he is the real child over four years old.
Lin Anyu felt extremely distressed, and after a while he murmured, "Ye Pulan, so... you look like this, and I actually..."
I actually... forgot about you.
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For a whole month, no cases occurred in the entire Beihai.
Lin Anyu returned to his previous peaceful life.
I went to work as usual, ate as usual, and after get off work as usual, I followed a few colleagues to the flower shop outside the police station to get free flowers.
It was as if she was angry with Lin Anyu and deliberately pretended to be Song Luo to scare him. Every time she came, Shen Shuhao always deliberately asked her to bring various lunches and milk tea.
It's called an apology.
Lin Anyu was in the wrong, so she continued to bring it to him every day as usual.
I persisted for a whole month.
At noon that day, Lin Anyu brought lunch from the cafeteria to the flower shop as usual.
When she opened the door, Shen Shuhao was drawing at the front desk.
Accompanied by a "Welcome" prompt tone, Shen Shuhao raised his eyes to look at Lin Anyu and said casually: "Put it on the table."
As if curious about what he was doing, Lin Anyu walked to the front desk carrying lunch.
After spending the past few days together, she and Shen Shuhao seemed to have become familiar with each other, and she also knew that although this young master had a bad temper, he did not hold grudges.
She asked, "What are you doing?"
"Follow the surveillance camera and practice drawing portraits," Shen Shuhao seemed to be a little worried that Lin Anyu wouldn't understand him. He said, "Forget it, it's useless to tell you. Anyway, you don't understand how powerful this technique is."
"I know." Lin Anyu hurriedly defended himself.
"You know all this, awesome." Shen Shuhao praised perfunctorily.
Lin Anyu was embarrassed for a moment.
She put her packed lunch on the table and asked, "Aren't you working in a flower shop? Why are you practicing portrait drawing?"
Shen Shuhao's hand, which was painting, froze instantly: "It's not okay to have a hobby."
Lin Anyu seemed to see through his thoughts. She boldly guessed, "You don't want to be a portrait artist in the police station, do you?"
Chen Shuhao was a little embarrassed: "It's none of your business."
"With your ability, it shouldn't be a problem to ask Gu Beizhi to apply for an external job for you," said Lin Anyu.
"External recruitment?" Shen Shuhao raised his head, "Do you think that with my professional ability, I can't pass the exam to get a regular job?"
Lin Anyu asked uncertainly: "Can you?"
"nonsense."
"Then why don't you take the exam?" Lin Anyu asked.
"I don't want to take the exam." Shen Shuhao said.
Lin Anyu continued to ask: "Do you still want to continue looking for your boss?"
Speaking of Song Luo, Shen Shuhao's eyes dimmed a little: "Although there is no news, I know that my boss is omnipotent. She must be alive and well somewhere in the world. I will find her one day."
Shen Shuhao looked at Lin Anyu: "Just like you."
Chen Shuhao usually has a carefree personality, and his arrogance is accompanied by a kind of unruly and undisciplined arrogance, like a spoiled dandy in ancient times.
But when it comes to Song Luo, he becomes very different.
Lin Anyu felt a little reluctant, so she said evasively, "You can think of me as Song Luo."
Shen Shuhao's sad mood lasted for about a second, and then he immediately returned to normal: "Go away, what's the difference between you and picking up a kid on the street and telling him that from now on, I am your mother?"
Lin Anyu: ...
There really is no difference.
Shen Shuhao was not convinced: "Who are you taking advantage of?"
Take advantage of you.
Lin Anyu naturally knew that he should not say this, especially not in front of Shen Shuqiu.
Lin Anyu changed the subject and asked, "How did you know me in the first place?"
"Well, you participated in an interview and said that it was not suicide but murder. I happened to watch a lot of news, so I knew it."
Suddenly, Shen Shuhao seemed to have thought of something. He looked up and sized up Lin Anyu for several times: "You know what, you really look a lot like my boss."
hehe.
Because I am just one person.
Feeling awkward under the unconcealed gaze of Shen Shuhao, Lin Anyu could only look away from him and try his best to keep smiling.
After a few minutes, Lin Anyu seemed to feel a little embarrassed. She asked, "What are you doing?"
Shen Shuhao made no secret of his purpose: "After so many years, I can hardly remember what my boss looks like. Stand still and I will draw a portrait for you. Then, even if I forget, I can ask other people in the bureau to find it."
Suddenly, halfway through his words, Shen Shuhao looked at Lin Anyu for a long time, felt something was wrong, and said, "Yes, he's still missing a short haircut and a jacket. The jacket that Pei Laogou had last time should still be with me."
Before Lin Anyu could react, Shen Shuhao quickly arranged a windbreaker for her, short hair, and a pair of sunglasses that could cover most of her face.
Everything was ready, Lin Anyu took off his sunglasses at lightning speed: "Why would I wear sunglasses in the house?"
Shen Shuhao snatched it away and brought it back to her: "Sunglasses are the soul. You and Old Ye relied on sunglasses to keep alive."
After saying that, as if realizing that his words were a little inappropriate, he said, "Bah, what do you mean by you and Old Ye? It's my boss and Old Ye."
Hearing that familiar name, Lin Anyu asked, "Why do you call Ye Pulan "Old Ye" and Song Luo "Boss"?
Isn’t it said that Ye Pulan is the captain-general?
Chen Shuhao fiddled with Lin Anyu's hair and said, "I, Old Dog Pei, and my boss are all in the same grade. When Old Ye and Old Fox Gu, as the main persons in charge, went to our police academy to select people, they didn't fancy us at all and only chose Song Luo."
Lin Anyu: "Then how did you get into Interpol?"
"We entered in the second year," Shen Shuhao picked up the paintbrush nonchalantly and said, "My boss personally selected me, isn't that amazing?"
"Great, great." Lin Anyu said perfunctorily.
Lin Anyu asked carefully: "How did Ye Pulan die?"
Shen Shuhao was silent for a while, then answered, "He was accidentally killed while catching a drug lord."
As if thinking of something, Shen Shuhao looked very sad: "The year Lao Ye graduated from the police academy, his mother fell seriously ill. In order to earn money for his mother's treatment, he chose Interpol over domestic criminal police, which paid more. International criminal police is far less safe than domestic criminal police, and he needs to fight all kinds of desperate criminals every year, so he has developed good martial arts skills."
"That's why when his contract expired, Interpol offered him very good treatment to stay, but he refused."
Lin Anyu asked: "Has he saved enough money for his mother's medical treatment?"
Shen Shuhao: "No, his mother passed away during his first year in Interpol. He returned to China because of Song Luo."
Lin Anyu was a little surprised: "Why?"
Shen Shuhao: "Song Luo's father and brother were both anti-drug police officers. Later, they were exposed during a mission and brutally killed by drug dealers. Song Luo became a police officer to catch the drug dealers who killed her father and brother."
"Later, worried that Song Luo would get hurt while catching people after returning to China, Old Ye, whose one-year contract expired before his, returned to China without hesitation to become a drug enforcement officer."
"He always said that if he came back first and took the risk, Song Luo wouldn't have to take the risk when he returned to China."
"But who would have thought that one year after he died in the line of duty, my boss would still be missing."
Lin Anyu was so sad that he couldn't speak for a moment.
Just as she was lost in thought, her cell phone suddenly rang twice.
It was Meng Qi who sent her the message.
[Lin Anyu, where are you? Colleagues from Zecheng Branch arrived early, and everyone was welcoming them in the yard of the bureau. Come back quickly, you are the only one missing. 】
Immediately, Lin Anyu's dull eyes widened.
She stood up immediately: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Chen Shuhao pulled her slowly and said, "Is there anything more important than my painting?"
Lin Anyu pushed down his obstructing hand and said, "If I really have something urgent to do, I will be your model again when I am done."
Shen Shuhao: "No, then wouldn't the styling I worked so hard to create for you be wasted?"
Lin Anyu lied and said, "I won't demolish it."
"That won't work either," Shen Shuhao thought for a moment, "Forget it. I don't have any requirements for the model's movements when I paint. It's fine as long as your face is here. Let's go."
This time it was Lin Anyu's turn to be confused: "Where are we going?"
"I'll keep you busy."
Lin Anyu stared at the back of Shen Shuhao who left after saying that: "You can't enter the police station."
Turning around, at the entrance of the police station, Shen Shuhao and the security guard with a puzzled look met their eyes.
Uncle: "Who are you?"
Shen Shuhao answered frankly: "I was arrested for attempted murder and interrogated."
The old man looked back at Lin Anyu, who was wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses, and then retracted his gaze.
He asked Shen Shuhao: "You don't seem to be from our police station."
"You misunderstood. I'm the one who attempted murder," Shen Shuhao gestured to Lin Anyu behind him, "She is the police officer in your police force."
After saying that, without waiting for the old man to speak, Shen Shuhao walked in on his own.
Lin Anyu behind him felt very awkward in this outfit. She tried hard to cover her face, stretched out her hand to show the old man the cover of her police ID, and then walked back.
The ignorant old man was left alone wondering:?
Walking into the lobby of the police station, Shen Shuhao immediately saw the video of Song Luo playing on the screen.
He sighed, "You really are worthy of being my boss. You are so awesome. Record it quickly."
As he spoke, Shen Shuhao took out his cell phone and took a bunch of pictures of the screen.
Shen Shuhao used to be a policeman, so Lin Anyu naturally didn't worry that he would do anything excessive: "You go shopping first, I'm going to the office."
"Don't even think about going anywhere," Shen Shuhao said unreasonably, "You still owe me a painting."
"When will I ..." Lin Anyu stopped talking halfway and quickly took back the words she hadn't said. She bargained, "Will it be written off once the painting is finished?"
"Yeah." Shen Shuhao raised his eyebrows and said.
"good."
Lin Anyu pondered, she thought that since it was just to greet colleagues and it was time to get off work, no one should wear formal clothes.
But, unfortunately, as soon as she reached the back door, she saw Meng Qi, dressed in a police uniform, asking them to come in.
Lin Anyu subconsciously turned around and left.
Shen Shuhao put his arm on Lin Anyu's shoulder, completely blocking Lin Anyu's way to dodge.
Shen Shuhao: "Why are you running?"
Lin Anyu: "Change into police uniform."
"Are you welcoming some important leader? If not, why are you wearing a police uniform?" Shen Shuhao said, "My eldest boss rarely wore a police uniform before. She said it was scary to wear a police uniform to investigate a case."
Lin Anyu was about to cry: "But I am not Song Luo now."
"Let's go." Shen Shuhao seemed not to hear Lin Anyu's words. He dragged Lin Anyu forward.
As he walked, he did not forget to greet the crowd: "What a coincidence! Are you waiting for me?"
Shen Shuhui's voice was very loud, and the people who were waiting in a row for Meng Qi all looked at him in unison.
The moment they saw Lin Anyu, Jiang Aichen and Gu Beizhi were so shocked that they stood still.
In silence, they had only one thought in their minds.
Song Luo! It’s Song Luo!
This outfit is Song Luo.
Pei Jingji, who had been complaining that he, a great forensic expert, had to become a photographer, could not help but stand there in a daze. He frowned and stared at Jiang Aichen and Gu Beizhi imperceptibly.
After Lin Anyu looked through her sunglasses and saw that their eyes were on them, she tried her best to keep her expression steady.
This Chen Shuhao, he is used to the life of a young master, doesn't he know that he shouldn't be so ostentatious?
Just as Lin Anyu was lost in thought, thinking about how to respond, she didn't pay any attention to the road conditions and crashed straight into a big tree.
"Bang——"
A powerful and steady collision.
"Ah——" Lin Anyu squatted down in pain.
Before she could recover from the pain, Shen Shuhao beside her burst into laughter.
"Lin Anyu, you are so stupid. You even dare to bump into a tree!"
After a few minutes of silence, Shen Shuhao panicked when no one answered him. He immediately squatted down and said, "Are you okay? You just hit a tree. Are you dizzy?"
Immediately, Lin Anyu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the familiar face that was gradually becoming clearer.
As if feeling pain, Lin Anyu reached out and touched his forehead which was slightly stained with blood.
She said: "It's okay, thanks to you, I'm still alive."
Shen Shuhao didn't expect her change: "Huh?"
What is still alive?
Shen Shuhao was puzzled: "Lin Anyu, you just hit your head, why do you seem like a different person? You didn't dare to talk to me like this before! I'm talking to you."
Chen Shuhao was muttering in the back, but Lin Anyu seemed not to hear him and stood up and walked towards the crowd.
Before Lin Anyu's feet landed firmly beside Pei Jingji, a bus drove steadily into the back door.
Jiang Aichen didn't have time to care about her behavior of not queuing and instead walking to Pei Jingji.
Soon, a dozen young men and women got off the stopped bus.
They are full of energy and each of them is full of steady vitality.
It's obvious at first glance that this is the result of years of exercise.
The person in charge of Zecheng was named Rong Long, a young man in his twenties. He got out of the car and shook hands with Jiang Aichen in a friendly manner.
"Captain Jiang, it's an honor to exchange experiences with you this time."
Jiang Aichen shook his hand back expressionlessly.
Lin Anyu, who was watching all this, asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "What's going on?"
Pei Jingji glanced at her sideways, and then seemed to understand something, and said: "Zecheng and Beihai will compete, and the winner can participate in the annual summary of the imperial capital."
Lin Anyu: “Oh.”
Pei Jingji joked: "You don't seem to be very interested."
"Well," Lin Anyu said truthfully, "I really don't have any interest."
In the past, during the general meetings, she wished she could find a crack to hide in, and even the opportunity to speak on the stage that everyone was looking forward to, she would give it to Jiang Aichen.
Not to mention that this time she had to work hard to get the chance to attend the General Assembly.
Pei Jingji said mischievously: "Do you know which tourist attraction your colleagues who went to the capital for exchange and study after you disappeared must visit every year?"
Lin Anyu asked casually: "Where?"
Pei Jingji: "Your office."
! !
Lin Anyu's eyes suddenly widened, and she stared at him in disbelief: "Are you kidding me?"
Pei Jingji did not answer her directly: "In the three years since you were away, your office has been almost completely messed up by your fans who visited it. If you don't believe me, I can ask someone to take a photo for you. Your desk is now shiny and can even reflect light."
Lin Anyu, who was always calm, couldn't hold it in any longer: "Why are they visiting my desk?"
"In their hearts, you are a god," Pei Jingji said, "What do you think they can do by worshipping you?"
"They are sick, I'm not dead!"
Lin Anyu didn't finish his words, and everyone looked at him again.
The eyes hidden behind the sunglasses closed helplessly.
Shen Shuhao, who was standing next to them and had no idea what was going on, asked curiously, "Why did you die?"
Lin Anyu didn't say anything.
As if noticing them, Rong Long, the captain of the Zecheng Criminal Police Team, asked, "Who are these people?"
Jiang Aichen introduced them one by one: "This is Pei Jingji, the archive manager of our police station."
Rong Long obviously knew him. He was surprised for a second: "Isn't Pei Jingji the forensic doctor at the headquarters?"
Jiang Aichen: “It’s him!”
Rong Long asked in disbelief: "He works as an archivist for you in Beihai?"
Jiang Aichen: "Yes."
As if he realized that Shen Shuhao beside Pei Jingji was also of some importance, he asked, "Who is that? The one with brown hair, is he the photographer you hired?"
"No," Jiang Aichen introduced, "He is Shen Shuhao."
"Shen..." Rong Long almost couldn't catch his breath, "Damn, that top portrait artist in the country?"
Hasn't he disappeared for a long time?
Police stations across the country couldn't find him.
Rong Long: "Why is he here with you?"
"He opened a flower shop in front of our police station." Gu Beizhi, who had come closer at some point, replied.
"Why would a nationally famous portrait artist open a flower shop?"
As soon as Rong Long finished speaking, he looked in the direction of the previous voice. Before he could recover from the shock of Shen Shuhao opening a flower shop, the moment he saw Gu Beizhi, he couldn't help but swear: "Fuck, Gu Beizhi?"
"Do you know me?" Gu Beizhi smiled.
Rong Long was sweating coldly: "You must be kidding. There is no police officer on duty who doesn't know you."
After Rong Long finished speaking, he did not forget to ask Jiang Aichen in a low voice, "He is also an archive administrator in Beihai?"
"No." Jiang Aichen answered affirmatively.
Rong Long breathed a sigh of relief: "Headquarters sent him to supervise today's exchange meeting?"
Jiang Aichen: “No.”
"Then why is he here?" Rong Long asked in disbelief, "He can't be just passing by to visit."
"no."
Jiang Aichen's personality of asking and answering questions made Rong Long extremely anxious: "Then what on earth is he doing here?"
"I came here to participate in the competition."
Rong Long: “Ah?”
Jiang Aichen: "He is the deputy captain of our police station."
Rong Long’s eyes turned dark!
Is there any need to compare?
The top experts in various fields across the country have gathered here to fight them. How can they possibly win?
Especially the one in front of him, who seems to be the least famous among the four, but he is Song Luo’s apprentice!
Who in the country doesn’t know the name Song Luo?
Even the parrots in the police station know how powerful Song Lue is.
How could Jiang Aichen be an ordinary person if she could accept him as her disciple?
Just based on this appearance, how could they, Zecheng, possibly win?
In just a few minutes, Rong Long was shocked beyond belief.
With so many great gods gathered in Beihai, he would not be shocked even if Jiang Aichen told him next that the person standing between Pei Jingji and Shen Shuqiu was Song Luo.
Rong Long quickly calmed down.
He can't be intimidated as soon as he arrives. He is a professional policeman.
Rong Long asked: "Who is the one in the middle..."
Jiang Aichen replied calmly: "Lin Anyu."
Rong Long was visibly relieved.
Fortunately it wasn’t Song Luo.
Rong Long continued to ask: "Which eucalyptus? Which island?"
Jiang Aichen: "Eucalyptus" and "island"
"What a coincidence," Rong Long said, "She has the same name as a former policewoman in our police force."
Everyone:?
Jiang Nan was puzzled: "She used to be from your Zecheng Criminal Police Team, and was transferred here three years ago."
"How is that possible?" Rong Long said in disbelief, "Lin Anyu from our team doesn't look like this."
"She escaped from the fire scene, her face was injured, and she had plastic surgery," Jiang Nan continued.
"Oh," Rong Long sighed, "it looks quite natural."
"No," seeing Rong Long still didn't believe it, Jiang Nan was a little anxious, "She really is the Lin Anyu from your police force. She has lost her memory."
"What nonsense have you been talking about since then?" Rong Long said, "I went to the mourning ceremony of Lin Anyu and others."
"She is indeed dead."
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