Chapter 24:

The sun was shining and the morning breeze was blowing. On the quiet tree-lined road, An Yan rides by bicycle. There was a shocked glimpse of the girl by the road, but she only saw the white shirt and Qingjun's face.
He was carrying a black computer bag, headphones, and sneakers. It looks like a college student. Xu is today the weather is so good, his movements are particularly brisk. So that when he parked his bicycle and walked into the Ministry of Public Security building, the security officer asked, "Do you feel good today?"
An Yan then realized that she was on the glass door, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.
He immediately pouted and resumed poker.
Security: "Hey ..." and pretending to be old again.
Opening the office door, there was no one in it.
They haven't arrived yet.
An Yan threw the bag on the table, it was too early to look at it, turned on the computer to play the game, and by the way hacked a few bully players in the game.
The door was pushed open again and came in with a cool wind. The tall man looked indifferent and propped the door with his arm. The petite woman came in gently and said, "Ah, An Yan has arrived!"
An Yan was distracted and was killed in the game. He looked up and glanced at them: "Well."
Oh yeah, kill the other one.
God knows how boring he is in the office these days, and Bo Jinyan is not there, so he can't take the case. He almost blacked out the system in the ministry and went back three or four times. His life was lonely and cold.
Although he was staring at the screen, there was a glare of light from the corners of his eyes. Bo Jinyan took off his suit, hung it on a shelf, rolled up his sleeves, and made coffee.
An Yan: "Give me a drink."
Bo Jinyan: "I only give Jian Yao soak. Do you have no hands?"
Jian Yao sat down at the table and drank immediately: "Jin Yan, what can you do for him?"
Bo Jinyan stopped talking.
An Yan smiled slightly.
A box of peach cakes was delivered to him, and Jian Yao smiled and said, "Why do you like sweets so much?"
An Yan took it apart and threw out a piece and threw it into his mouth: "Thank you bitch."
Bo Jinyan smiled and said to himself, "I don't like sweets."
An Yan directly packed the whole package into his drawer.
The bell rang for work, and the scent of coffee permeated the room. The sunlight came in quietly from the window, and it was another peaceful and fulfilling day. No case, Bo Jinyan looked at the file; Jian Yao wrote the follow-up analysis report of the ancient city case; An Yan statistics the latest crime data this year.
The Criminal Psychology Research Unit of the Ministry of Public Security was established at the beginning of this year. After Bo Jinyan returned to China to solve a series of major cases, his superiors equipped him with this group. Both Jian Yao and An Yan are equivalent to his assistants, and their identities are temporarily set as criminal police. When dispatched normally, a criminal police team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau cooperates.
After the "Flower Ogre" case, including the ancient city case, they have solved three cases.
"By the way, Director Yan said last week that he would be assigned another criminal police officer to be transferred from another place." An Yan said.
"Is there any information?" Bo Jinyan asked.
"Not sent yet."
Bo Jinyan snorted: "I don't want any mediocrity."
An Yan and Jian Yao were both busy with each other and ignored him. After a while, he said to himself: "But I don't really have a decent criminal on my hand."
An Yan: "Bitch, let him shut up."
Jian Yao: "Shut up."
At the same time, Fang Qing dragged his luggage and walked out of Beijing Railway Station. He looked up, looking at the blue sky and the thick clouds. In May, it became like this ghost. The climate is like the ancient city with four seasons like spring and high clouds. Looking at it, his nose was itchy, and he gave a loud sneeze.
Hey, who is thinking about him.
He dragged the box and squeezed into the bus to the Ministry of Public Security.

In the evening, Bo Jinyan went to have dinner with his old friend Fu Ziyu.
Fu Ziyu was driving that Cherokee on the road near the Ministry of Public Security. He felt strange. Why did Bo Jinyan return and he had to drive his car and wash it for him? In addition to Jian Yao, does Bo Jinyan have multiple followers called An Yan? Last weekend, he also saw An Yan eating and drinking in Bojia.
Why is he doing this kind of maid car wash? Since Bo Jinyan made new friends, shouldn't he be promoted to a high VIP friend?
Despite such an angry thought, as a result, yesterday received a call from Bo Jinyan, "I am about to return," Fu Ziyu went to work to help him wash the car, and even paid for two new ones in the car for him. Floor mat.
Looking at Bo Jinyan from a distance, he stood in the doorway of the hotel with his hands in his pants pockets, cold and out of touch with the crowd around him. Fu Ziyu looked at it, and suddenly laughed again.
Perhaps Bo Jinyan was right, he is the character of the mother, the mother's life.
It must be that there is too much tender love in his heart and there is nowhere to be used until Bo Jinyan is used.
The two settled down and ordered a fish, a vegetable and a plate of fried pork belly-the meat was for Fu Ziyu.
After taking a few sips, Fu Ziyu asked, "How about Jian Yao, why didn't you come to eat together?"
As if Bo Jinyan hadn't heard it, she lowered her head and finely struck the fishbone with chopsticks.
Fu Ziyu: "Ask you! Where is your wife?"
Bo Jinyan then put down his chopsticks, drank tea, and replied, "She went to a fellow party."
"Comrades?" Fu Ziyu came to understand a little bit, and smiled, "Is that childhood friend?"
"Oh ..." Bo Jinyan replied, "If you count 100 years of life, I'm Jian Yao's childhood friend. That's just one of my young fellows."

When Jian Yao got out of the car, she saw Li Xunran standing at the door of the hotel, and there was a man she didn't know.
"Xun Ran!" Jian Yao walked over, both of them smiling.
"Yao Yao, let me introduce you." Li Xunran patted the man's shoulder beside him. "This is also our city, the barrister Luo Lang. He even took us a fish when he was a kid, don't you remember?"
Jian Yao saw that the man was tall and tall, with a straight eyebrow, wearing a well-made suit, more than thirty years old, with elegant elegance all over his body. Luo Lang looked at her and smiled slightly: "Jian Yao, hello."
Ever fished together as a kid? That Jane Yao really can't remember. She smiled and shook hands with him, "Hello Lawyer Luo."
"It's too far away," Luo Lang said with a smile. "It's all fellow villagers, but Xun Ran called me Brother Luo."
Li Xunran also laughed.
Jian Yao answered bluntly, "Yes, Brother Luo."
The three walked into the dining room, as well as several fellow townspeople in Qiongshi. During the dinner, everyone talked about the customs and customs of the city, and talked about their work in Beijing.
Li Xunran is now transferred to Beijing to work, but in another branch. Also often get together with Jian Yao. Jian Yao feels that such a distance is quite good. Love points will not change.
Because Luo Lang is a lawyer, many people have inquired about it. Someone said with a smile: "Luo brother, you are a lawyer. If we encounter some legal disputes in the future, can we consult you?"
Luo Lang smiled and answered, "No problem, free consultation services for fellows."
Everyone laughed, making a toast to him. Luo Lang did not twiddle, and went out. Jian Yao looked around, and immediately felt that the man was friendly and frank, which made people feel good.
It seemed that her eyes were noticed. Luo Lang turned her head to look at her and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Don't force it if you can't drink it, I'll drink it for you."
Jian Yao's heart warmed, and she answered with a smile, "No need." He held up his glass and drank it. Li Xunran laughed: "Luo brother, then you underestimate her, she has better alcohol than me."
Jian Yao dropped her glass and met Luo Lang's surprised and smiling eyes. She smiled and said, "Brother Luo, I also have a question, so I will take this opportunity to consult you."
"Please." Luo Lang added another glass of wine to her.
"We encountered a case where a man married five wives. Of course, only one of them received a marriage certificate, but the other four lived with them, just like the ancient landlord. In this case, the law takes Is he helpless? "
Others heard and came over with interest.
Laurent pondered for a moment, and answered, "No. Marrying with the original spouse, although not registered with others, but living together in a spouse relationship, is also a bigamy crime. This kind of" disguise acceptance "is a faithful obligation to the husband and wife. However, at present in our country, the crime of bigamy is 'ignoring it', that is to say, the court will generally not take the initiative unless the party files a lawsuit with the court. "
Jian Yao and everyone: "Oh ..."
Luo Lang held up his glass and said, "Everyone is in Beijing, and we should watch each other. I have always admired the police very much. I never expected that the little girl who followed me and Xun then met, and now I have become the most powerful criminal police. I first respect Jian Yao has a cup. The profession of lawyers, in a sense, has a common pursuit with the police. Both are pursuing justice and truth. Since you call me Brother Luo, you can always consult me ​​if there are any legal issues in the future. I will do my best to support you. "
Everyone also heard some excitement, all coaxed Jian Yao to drink this cup with him. Jian Yao was also touched and a little embarrassed. After all, she was unfamiliar and unwilling to accept favors in vain. She nodded and stood up and said, "Brother Luo, you are so happy, then thank you in advance. In the future, it will be useful to me and my husband will be glad to help.
Luo Lang smiled and drank the wine.

The party was over, and a black Cherokee had already stopped downstairs in the hotel.
Jian Yao said goodbye to everyone and got in the car. Far away, I saw a man rolling down the window, revealing Qingjun's fair face. He nodded to Li Xunran, saying hello, looked at the others, raised the window, and drove away.
Luo Lang and Li Xunran stood side by side.
"Is that her husband?" Luo Lang asked.
"Um." Li Xunran answered with a smile, "a famous criminal investigation expert and professor. A very powerful person."
Luo Lang was quiet for a while and asked, "Why didn't you catch her?"
Li Xunran stood still and smiled after a while: "What did you say?"
Luo Lang also just laughed, patted his shoulder, and turned on the car.
The evening breeze was blowing, and the city lights were bright and distant. Luo Lang drove a black Cayenne. After a short drive, he stopped at an unmanned intersection under the viaduct, opened a window, and lit a cigarette.
On the roadside, someone passed by and looked at the calm face of the man in the car. Luo Lang also looked at him, but looked at the distance somewhere like looking through the scene in front of him.
After a while, he extinguished his cigarette, lowered his head, and turned to the group photo that everyone just lined up. Jian Yao stood right in the middle, vivid and vivid like a painting. And he stood beside her, laughing.
He pulled out his wallet again and took a yellowed photo from the mezzanine. It was a childhood Jane Yao, with the same beautiful and lovely outline as when he grew up. With a ponytail and big eyes, he smiled sweetly.
Luo Lang looked for a while and smiled. Push the wallet back into your pocket and drive away.

On the same quiet night, Jian Yao sat in the co-driver and swiped her phone. Bo Jinyan drove the car, and there was a deep, soothing symphony, and he hummed low. But the voice is very low-he does not allow anyone to hear his singing voice clearly. Even if he got married, he refused to sing to her.
Jian Yao looked very enchanted.
University students took wedding photos and wedding photos and posted them in the circle of friends. Jian Yao left a "congratulations" comment, but another classmate immediately asked her: "Jian Yao, I heard that you are married, why didn't you get married?"
Jian Yao smiled and said, "I have time to do it again."
However, the wedding ceremony was so beautifully arranged. A dreamy blue stage, full of flowers and greenery. There are also several beautiful little flower girls. When the groom embraced the bride, the happiness on their faces seemed to overflow. Relatives and friends around were all laughing, so happy.
Leng Buding Bo Jin Yan said, "What are you looking at?"
"It's nothing."
But this is a traffic light intersection, the red light is on. Bo Jinyan stopped the car early, and half of her body came over. Naturally, she could clearly see what was on her cell phone.
"It was ... the wedding." Bo Jinyan gave her a meaningful look and continued to drive forward.
Jian Yao froze for a moment.
"What do you mean?" She gently pushed his arm, but no matter how she tangled, he just smiled slightly and refused to say.
... meaning a ghost! People around the world can see that you secretly smug about the secret of our wedding!