In early July, the weather was getting hotter and hotter. Maybe because of the hot weather, even bad guys were not in the mood to do bad things.

The temperature suddenly rose sharply on the 3rd and 4th, which was even hotter than the hottest time in summer. People seemed to be melting. The entire police force was listless in the hot weather. The air conditioner was turned to the maximum. For people like Yu Jiayi, it was like melting into water when going out and freezing into ice when entering the police station.

It was really a feeling of ice and fire. If I hadn't worked hard to keep fit every day and had a strong resistance, I would have caught a cold and got sick long ago.

The hot weather lasted for about a week, and Hong Kong ushered in typhoon days again.

The strong wind, heavy rain and big waves blew the whole small fishing village to the ground. The pretty girls didn't even dare to go out wearing skirts. After all, skirts are used to cover legs and underwear, not to be blown up by the typhoon to cover the head and face.

When the typhoon was closest to Xiangjiang, Jiaru's school was closed, but Jiajun still went out with his schoolbag.

Jiayi wanted to drive him, but he disagreed.

Seeing the young boy being blown to the ground in the heavy rain in his raincoat, Jiayi was very uneasy. When it was time to go to work, she was still worried and called the school to ask if she could take a leave. The school said it was strange. It was obviously a holiday today to ensure the safety of the students.

Jiayi's brain was about to explode. Little Jiajun didn't have any classes today, so why did he run out on a typhoon day?

Didn't he know that there were no classes at school today? Or did he forget?

So she drove to look for him on the way to school, but she didn't see him at all. Her car was almost hit by a tilted trash can.

Her heart was pounding. Jiayi called Yue Ge and asked for half a day off. She drove around Sham Shui Po looking for him. She was so anxious that she almost called the police. It was not until noon that she received a call from Jiaru that Jiajun had returned home. Jiayi,

who was soaked by the rain, rushed back from the garage and saw the young boy who was equally soaked.

When the two took a hot bath, Jiadong also rushed back from Yi Ji. The three of them had a trial.

Jiajun was still like a saw-mouthed gourd. He just said that he wanted to see the sea on a typhoon day no matter what, so he ran to the pier alone to watch the waves.

Watch the raging sea on a typhoon day.

"..." Jiayi was so angry that her forehead was throbbing with pain. Finally, Jiadong lectured Jiajun a few words, and Jiajun apologized to his brothers and sisters, saying that he would never do such things that would make them worry in the future.

After apologizing, he took Jiayi's hand and sat next to her. Although he didn't say anything, he melted Jiayi's heart.

The family then hid at home during the typhoon and ate hot pot around the table.

The wind was howling outside, but the house was warm and peaceful.

But every time Jiayi looked at Jiajun, she always felt something strange in her heart. She always believed in her intuition, and when Jiajun promised that he would no longer make them worry in the future, her expression seemed very sad.

He was going to the sea but he said he was going to school. He lied and made his family worried... Jiajun has always been very sensible. He should feel guilty, but why is he sad?

He was not really injured because of watching the sea during the typhoon.

Although she ran around looking for him for a whole morning, she was anxious and scared, but in the end, nothing bad happened to him, and he came back well...

With this in mind, Jiayi began to observe little Jiajun.

The next day, the typhoon was smaller, and work resumed in all parts of Hong Kong. Jiayi also went to work as usual, holding a bunch of wet roses in her hand.

There was no case, so everyone went to the archives to read old case files together.

Fang Zhenyue read the unsolved cases from ten or five years ago, and the others read the case reports of old detectives and learned the detective logic of other detectives.

The air conditioning in the archive room was a little weak. It was a little hot for Fang Zhenyue and the others, but Jiayi thought it was just right.

Liu Jiaming sat there for a while and became a little impatient. He couldn't help but fan himself with the files he had read.

In the middle, he even had a nosebleed. He ran to the bathroom to wash his nose for a long time. He tried all kinds of methods to stop the nosebleed. He stuffed an ivory toilet paper roll in his nostrils and returned to the archive room listlessly. He really wanted to go back to the B team office, enjoy the air conditioning and drink the Ice Cream that had returned to the market. How carefree it was.

But when he looked up and saw Jiayi reading attentively, taking notes and thinking from time to time, he fanned himself for a while, and simply calmed down, concentrating on reading documents, taking notes, thinking, comparing and reviewing his own logic and work, and integrating what he saw to learn and improve.

The morning passed quickly, and everyone ordered noodles and wontons downstairs for lunch. The boss was very nice, and brought his nephew to deliver the meal to the B team office, so the agents didn't have to cross the street in the sun to eat.

Everyone drank hot soup while turning on the air conditioner, and they could chat happily about any topic.

Today's lunch topic was the weird Yi Jiajun.

"Who goes to the sea on a typhoon? It's not crazy. If the wind blows, the waves will sweep away and the body will not be found." Gary had just finished speaking when he was patted on the back of his head by Uncle Jiu.

"Can you talk? Eat your noodles quickly, and then go apologize to Guan Erye and burn incense." Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes at him.

"Hehe, got it, Uncle Jiu." Gary shrank his neck and giggled, and continued to eat noodles.

"It's very strange. Jiajun never lied before, and it's even more strange to see the sea on a windy day." Jiayi swallowed a wonton and couldn't help frowning.

"What's so strange about that? I did a lot of weird things during my adolescence. I peed in the wind, went to the beach and buried myself in the sand, and felt the feeling of near death when I couldn't breathe. Also, I made an appointment with friends to steal things from those small shops. I stole a lot at that time, hahahaha... uh-" Liu Jiaming was laughing triumphantly when Fang Zhenyue patted his head on the back.

"Is this something the police should be proud of?" Fang Zhenyue glared at him.

"Haha." Uncle Jiu crossed his legs, gritted his teeth while eating and looked at Liu Jiaming with a gloating look.

"Do teenage boys really do a lot of strange things?" Jiayi tilted her head and asked seriously.

"Yes, but it depends on what kind of strange things they are." Sanfu couldn't help but recall his adolescence, "Wearing that kind of hooded sweatshirt, always wearing the hood to cover my eyebrows and eyes, thinking that I was the coolest in the world. I had a Elvis hairstyle, dressed like a hippie, and when I walked on the street and looked at people casually, I would show an expression that said I would be the enemy of the whole world~"

Sanfu finished speaking and made a killer expression that he thought was super cold.

"..."

"..."

"Hahaha..."

"My cousin entered puberty a while ago and locked himself in his room every day to learn from Markle Jackson." Liang Shule stood up and danced two steps in a very professional manner.

"Very good looking, Ah Le!" Liu Jiaming couldn't help but praise.

"From now on, the year-end cultural performances will depend on you." Fang Zhenyue also responded with a smile.

Liang Shule chuckled, touched his temples embarrassedly, and sat back at the table obediently.

"What's wrong with Jiajun? Apart from watching the sea on Taifengtian, is there anything else?" Fang Zhenyue took out the seriousness of handling a case and turned around to ask for details.

"Isn't watching the sea on Taifengtian weird enough?" Liu Jiaming raised his eyebrows.

"Is it possible that he was heartbroken?" Gary also tilted his head and guessed seriously.

"I wonder if Jiadong brother has done any male communication for Jiajun." Liang Shule raised his eyebrows, "That is... when boys are in puberty, they will..."

As he said, Liang Shule stretched out his index finger and made a lifting motion, implicitly performing a "morning erection".

"Hey!"

"Hey hey hey!"

Fang Zhenyue and Liu Jiaming immediately stopped them unhappily. There was a lady sitting next to them, so how could they talk about this?

"It's okay, just discuss normally." Jiayi waved to Yue and Jiaming to show that she was okay.

Seeing that she was fine, Liu Jiaming let out a hiss and followed Liang Shule's question: "Could it be that she had a dream and Jiajun didn't understand and thought that she was still wetting the bed at the age of teen?"

"I'll go back and ask big brother and let him talk to Jiajun about this." Jiayi nodded and turned to answer Yue's question about 'what are the weird things':

"1. Watching the sea on a typhoon day;

"2. Telling a lie for the first time;

"3. Often staying in the bathroom for a long time in the morning, using water all the time, not taking a shower, but using the faucet on the washbasin... I don't know what she is doing;

"4. Sometimes she has a thoughtful expression, and occasionally her eyes look very sad... That's why I'm a little worried. "

Jiayi thought for a while, wrote down these things in the notebook, and then muttered to herself,

"When I get home from work in the evening, I'll ask my Jiaru and elder brother, as well as Axiang and Clara. Oh, and Baoshu, he's about the same age as Jiajun, maybe he'll know."

"If we need to talk to Jiajun, just let us know anytime." Fang Zhenyue said readily. "

Okay! Thank you, everyone." Jiayi stood up and said as she collected her dishes.

"As it should be, Jiajun is our younger brother too. "Liu Jiaming put his bowl on Jiayi's bowl and took them away.

In the afternoon, a group of people went to the shooting practice room to practice moving target shooting, and then went back to the office to read the files of the old unsolved case with Brother Yue to find out if there were any new breakthroughs.

After work, Jiayi returned to Yiji and began to quietly ask everyone if Jiajun had any other strange things. Soon, she actually collected a lot of clues.

Looking at the many doubts written in the notebook, Jiayi's eyebrows wrinkled more tightly.

Something is wrong!

Something must have happened to Jiajun——

[1. He gave the money he saved with great difficulty to Sister Jiaru;

2. He gave his notes and favorite storybooks to Ah Xiang;

3 He gave his champion marbles to Baoshu;

4. He would stay in the bathroom for a long time every morning, and the water would keep flushing. It’s not that I think he wastes water, but this behavior is too weird, he used to be the fastest to wash;

5. He is often depressed, with a deep face, and occasionally a sad expression. Even if he is precocious, he has never been so depressed;

6. He watched the sea on a typhoon day and lied for the first time;

7. Doufuzi even saw Jiajun secretly crying while eating his favorite egg tarts...】

Jiayi’s expression was heavy, her eyebrows were pressed low, and her eyes were covered with dark clouds.

What happened to Jiajun?