Chapter 92: After 02

Fang Daichuan came out of his grandfather's house and wandered in the old alleys. There was a ray of fire cloud on the horizon, and the sky was divided into pieces by the red wires. Fang Daichuan looked at it with extreme gaze, the dense red patches of color rubbed off the blue skyline, like the sea and sky flames on the day of separation.
Music is playing at the hairdresser at the entrance of the Hutong.
Heardasongcomethrough
andwhenIwaslookingforyou,Isingblue
(Singing all around, I sing blues to find you)
Toolongonthedarkside
tryingtofindthelight
(Like in such a long night, I try to find the light)
This was the night before the difference between life and death. After the lingering, Li Sinian lay beside him, humming lowly this song. The melody is in my ears.
Fang Daichuan suddenly realized something. He found that he seemed to be holding a key in his hand, only one step away from the lock of truth. He bowed his head and walked quickly into the barbershop.
The two detectives behind him quickly followed.
"Do you want to cut your hair perm or do styling?" The younger brother at the front desk looked up and his eyes flashed.
Fang Daichuan took a deep breath, his fingers trembling. He pointed to the music player on the computer desktop: "What song is it playing now?"
""Colourtothemoon", a well-known piece by folk master AllanTaylor, do you like it too?" The little brother's eyes turned slightly on Fang Daichuan's waist and hips.
Fang Daichuan ignored him, lowered his head and typed in the search box with his fingers shaking. When typing, he misspelled the word several times.
The blue line of the interface came to the end, and the lyrics popped out, occupying the entire screen.
You are just a sideshow at the Backstreet Carnival
I walk on high steel wires, trying to keep my balance
This is another way that everyone can pass,
Except you, only you are different
You are just a side show
I tried my best not to fall
...
Going through the darkness, struggling to find the light
I see those shadows, dissipating at the other end of the night
Singing all around, I sing the blues to find you
Just like in such a long night, I try to find the light
You're just a sideshow
I try to keep my balance, try not to fall to the ground
"Brother Chuaner, you have been redeeming me."
"Without you, what is the difference between me and them?"
"He is asking for help," Fang Daichuan thought of the other party's painting, and added in his heart, "he is asking for help."
There were a few drops of water stains on the screen, Fang Daichuan stretched out his hand and wiped it off with his thumb, his face expressionless. I am going to save him.
"The police handle the case! I hope you will cooperate!" The detective on the side watched him tapping on his cell phone, thinking who he was contacting, he showed the police card when he came up, and took the cell phone from his hand.
The little brother on the side was frightened.
The policeman asked alertly: "What did you guys say?"
The little brother stammered: "No, nothing said... This gentleman asked me what the name of this song is..."
When the police turned on the phone, Fang Daichuan's screen was still on the music interface. Once it was turned on, the music played automatically. "Is there a secret sign in this music?" the policeman asked suspiciously.
Fang Daichuan shook his head: "This is just a song."
The police wanted to say something. The phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He motioned to Fang Daichuan to be more old-fashioned, and then picked it up.
"Hello?" He stood on one side, listened to the instructions of the people over there, and then exclaimed, "What did you say?! But we have been following all day!"
The voice over the receiver was a bit loud, and Fang Daichuan vaguely heard: "Come back now!...with...the High Seas Yacht Bureau...It is also a werewolf kill mode..."
The police hung up the phone, gave Fang Daichuan a bitter look, and threw his mobile phone into his arms: "You go, the surveillance is cancelled."
"Wait!" Fang Daichuan buckled the plainclothes shoulder in desperation.
The shampoo brother was shocked, saying that this man was so courageous, and the police dared to stop casually.
Plain clothes didn't look good to him: "Let go! Do you want to enter the game again?"
"What's going on? There is another werewolf game on the yacht on the high seas? Did Li Sinian do it? Does it have anything to do with him? Why did you withdraw my surveillance? Did you get any news?" He asked a series of questions .
The police just tried to prevaricate him and received a call again.
"Hey, boss, I'm here..." He just answered when the phone was taken away.
"???" The policeman turned his head awkwardly, and saw Fang Daichuan directly speaking to the phone: "I want to see you, I have something to explain."
It's still the police station, or the interrogation room.
The deputy bureau sits behind the table, examining him.
As usual is a cup of coffee.
The person who handed him the coffee thought that after experiencing the last time, he had a spectrum in his heart, and he might not drink it neatly, but he drank it without expectation. Even the deputy bureau raised an eyebrow.
"What else do you want to proactively explain?" The deputy bureau poured another half of a cup for him.
Fang Daichuan pulled out the ring from his finger, buckled it on the table, and set up Erlang's legs: "Li Sinian and I have been privately appointed for life. Do you want to catch him? I can help you."
"Oh?" The deputy bureau raised his right eyebrow, "You have been privately determined for life, are you still willing to arrest people for us? If you really meet you, you still can't tell the news and let him donate to abscond?"
Fang Daichuan lowered his head and played with his fingers: "I would rather sit in jail for a lifetime than he would continue to beg for life under his mother's hands. His mental state is very dangerous and he has been asking for help. I don't know if you believe me Speaking of which, he did save this bureau, but he is really not the main messenger. He is also a victim, and may be persecuted earlier and deeper than any victim."
"Really willing?" The deputy bureau stared at his face with interest, "You won't regret it temporarily, will you?"
Fang Daichuan shook his head firmly: "He squatted for a day, I waited for him for a day, he squatted for a lifetime, I bought an apartment in the village next to the prison, and waited for him for a lifetime."
He lowered his head and smiled, and the thin profile of his face was tender in an instant: "If you see him stabilized, and you are willing to let us see him once a week, it would be better if you don't need to be separated by glass. He can't come out. If you do, I’m willing to go in with him and make room for me in the prison.

The deputy bureau shook his head, and smiled mysteriously at him: "Don't worry, considering your situation, the above won't be difficult for you."
"Are you really willing to take this trip for the police?" The deputy bureau suppressed a smile and said sternly, "First of all, we don't have any evidence that Li Sinian is still alive. Secondly, although this bureau was organized in his name, according to According to the data returned by our previous informants, the organizer was not himself."
Fang Daichuan's eyes dimmed suddenly.
"And it's very dangerous. Our informant has been out of contact for three days. It has been basically confirmed that it is a sacrifice. Please be mentally prepared." The deputy bureau looked serious.
Fang Daichuan raised his head and exhaled: "My parents are both criminal police officers. You should believe in my determination and ability. As for whether you can find Li Sinian..." He thought of his grandfather and said, if you want to fight for it, you can't get it. Don't be persistent if you have no fate. He quietly stared at the chandelier on the top floor, and said: "He is there, it is good, he is not, it doesn’t matter. Don’t force it. It’s just that I have given up on him twice. Once unintentionally, once forced, I don’t want to give up on him anymore. , Even if there is only a slight possibility."