Chapter 1524

Beck didn't say anything. He hung up after a couple of words. A colleague happened to pass by outside the office. He glanced at each other. Seeing the other party walking to his door, he sighed softly, "well, what should come will come."

The meeting room was still closed. He stood at the door for a while, took out the cigarette box from his pocket, took out a cigarette from the iron cigarette box, played with each other for a while, then threw it into the garbage can beside him, and pushed the door to enter.

"Director Baker, long time no see." The governor of Dongjiang said to him with a smile, "we old bones are about to retire. The outside world belongs to those young people."

Beck rubbed the cigarette under his nose with his fingers that he had just pinched. He also laughed, but the smile was very shallow, "thanks to the governor's leadership."

"Don't say that. I've been doing it for a long time. I'm going to change my term soon. After that, I'll retire." He got up and went to him and patted him on the shoulder. "I believe you know why I came to you today." He paused. "A small matter, right? That man broke into the house with a murder weapon. In order to avoid him hurting his family, the victim defends himself."

Beck stood speechless, his nostrils rising rapidly, trying to sniff the smoke on his fingertips.

The pressure on his shoulder was heavy. "You're going to retire soon, and that's for young people to do."

"Governor." He said, "let me see."

The governor looked at him meaningfully. "As far as I know, you have compromised more than once, so compromise again."

He patted him on the shoulder again, and then he walked out of the meeting room. Soon, there was a voice saying hello to him outside the door.

After seeing Beck coming out of the conference room, one of the police officers called out, "chief, the official document is coming down from above. Let's go to the meeting."

"Said I was ill." He answered and went out the door.

In the detention center, a woman walked slowly, her face was terrible, her burned skin tangled together, and her cold eyes.

"I want to see ye nianmo." She repeated with the people around her, full of longing for the people she was about to meet.

How happy and excited she was when she was told that someone wanted to see her, anyway, as long as he was willing to come.

Entering a closed room, what she saw was Beck, who was on several sides. She was immediately disappointed and resented ye nianmo's heartlessness.

"You seem to know me." Beck always thought he was familiar with each other, but he couldn't guess who he was just by looking at his face.

"I want to see ye nianmo." Ao snow repeated saying, in the eyes is immortal persistent, "as long as you let me see him, you want to know what I say."

Beck looks at the shrewd woman in front of him. He is a judicial officer and should have pursued judicial justice, but there are many things in the world that you can't do if you want to.

He got up. "Sorry, he won't come."

Ao Snow's voice is like a shadow, "in fact, you can't do me." She sneered. "I also know the law. I haven't taken any measures against me for such a long time. Is there someone protecting me behind my back?"

She knew Xu Haoran's background. She thought that he must be protecting himself behind his back, so she was more confident. "Since you can't punish me, let me go quickly."

Beck's hands on both sides of his body slowly clenched into a fist. He glanced at each other, and then walked out of the room.

The fresh air outside made him feel better. He took out his mobile phone and prepared to call ye nianmo. The idea was immediately extinguished. He would not understand the world of the rich, whether it was Ye Zimo before or his son.

Meanwhile, in the cafe, seeing ye nianmo, Ding Yiyi was obviously very happy and surprised, "has it been an hour? Time really flies. "

Ye nianmo touched her head, and her eyes were full of love. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Both sides also said a few words, Ding Yiyi stood up, "sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

After seeing no one, Jiao Zuo looked at ye nianmo's face, "what happened just now? You're a little bit emotional. "

"I don't need treatment." Ye nianmo said lightly.

The other side shrugged and took Ding Yiyi's painting. "This is what my assistant and I asked her to draw, and guided her in the process of drawing, and drew all that she thought in her mind."

Ye nianmo looked at the cold colored painting in front of him and asked in a deep voice, "what does this mean?"

"She's psychologically healthy now," said Jiao Zuo's assistant, who plays the role of his wife. "Look at the furnace of life she painted, the sun, and the children playing with water. The colors used are orange, ice blue, etc., which means that she is still positive in nature."

Ye nianmo heard what she said before the interface: "she has been insomnia."

"As long as a person will think a lot of things, there will always be insomnia. On the contrary, I think you are more likely to have psychological problems than her, because you are too persistent to her." Jiaozuo looked at the man in front of him, and then stood up, "in short, we believe that this is the case. We suggest that we accompany her more and solve the root cause of her insomnia from the psychological point of view."He went to the door, walked a few steps and then turned back to his body, "yes, Mr. Xu, his situation will be more than Miss Ding's eyes, also need later psychological intervention."

When Ding Yiyi came out of the bathroom, Jiaozuo and she were surprised, "have they left?"

"Yes, something." Ye nianmo road.

She sat back and said with a smile, "those two people are so interesting. I also helped them draw a picture for the child. I think I drew it well. I really hope that child can be praised by the teacher."

Ye nianmo looked at each other lovingly and suddenly said, "where do you want to play?"

"What?" Ding Yi Yi was stunned, apparently did not return to God from his words.

Ye nianmo got up and went to the counter. In a short time, he brought back a volume of world map, unfolded the map like a model, and looked for it seriously.

Ding Yi Yi see him come really, smile to push his shoulder, "don't make trouble, you don't have to work?"

"It's OK." Ye nianmo's eyes fell on a certain place on the map, "Iceland?"

"Iceland? It's said that it's very beautiful, "Ding Yi was unconsciously driven by his words. He thought of it thoughtfully and said with a smile," it's said that it's not suitable to go now. "

Her mood suddenly some low, "now really not suitable to go, too many things."

"I will." Ye nianmo looked at her seriously, "so what you don't want to see, what you don't want to hear, and what you don't want to do comes from me."

Ding Yiyi laughed, leaning his head to think, "it sounds like a cosmic black hole, anything you don't want can be stuffed into it."

He held her hand, acquiesced to raise the corners of his mouth, a soft voice: "do you want to?"

The air is filled with a faint ambiguous flavor. The melodious music in the coffee shop has become the best catalyst. Ding Yiyi looks at him and can't move his eyes.

This sweet continued for a day, until the night came, Ding Yiyi began to be impatient.

It's already 9:30. Is it better to go to bed now? She walked out of the bathroom, took a hot bath according to the information found on the Internet, and drank a glass of milk, but she is still very energetic now.

"Dong Dong Dong" came a knock at the door, and ye nianmo's voice rang out, "can you come downstairs?"

She went downstairs and saw that the TV was on, and ye nianmo pressed the remote control and didn't know what to choose.

"What kind of movie do you want to see?" He didn't look back, his eyes were always on the TV.

Ding Yiyi sat down beside him and watched the rows of films on the TV screen. He also wanted to see a movie, so he suggested, "or watch ghost movies?"

Ye nianmo quickly selected a piece. After clicking on it, the sound like drum music began to ring.

The TV picture is first a blood red, an endless lane, a thin figure squatting on the ground, not far away under the street lamp, moths around the suddenly flashing lights fly.

The melodious bicycle bell rings, a man riding an old-fashioned bicycle is driving home drunk, his mouth is humming out of tune Kunqu Opera.

See a figure squatting in the corner, the man's arm trembled with fear, the car hit the wall, he quickly brake, the whole person jumped out of the car.

"You little doll, you don't sleep at home so late. What are you doing here? Where's your mother and father?" As soon as the man saw that it was a child, he immediately swore and half of the wine woke up.

The child in the corner moved, and his thin shoulder slowly turned around. At this time, the street lamp flashed again quickly. The young man was scared to take a step and scolded a rude word.

The little girl was very clever and lovely, but her face was as pale and pale as if she could not get sunlight for a long time, and her voice sounded timid, "I don't have a home, only this one."

She looked down at a small box in her arms. Her voice was very soft. "I don't have a home."

The man sighed. During the cultural revolution, too many people were separated from their wives and children, and the most pitiful thing was that these children lost their families without knowing anything.

"Now it's too dangerous to be alone at night. Well, if you come to my house and go tomorrow, I'm poor and have nothing to support you." The man sighed, pushed his bicycle from the corner and walked a few steps.

After the cold wind blowing, his back a cool, subconsciously turned to see the little girl has been holding the small box of vermilion standing.

Half of her face was in the orange light of the street lamp, half in the shadow, and her dark blue cotton robe seemed to hide in the dark.

"Are you going or not?" The man was startled and couldn't help but step back, thinking in his heart, it's not like meeting the living dead.

The little girl gently nodded her head and followed him with a vermilion box, her steps too light to hear.

The man took a special look at her feet, and saw that there were solid steps on the ground, and there were shadows, which really relieved him. He pushed the bicycle and took the child back to his dilapidated small apartment."You sleep in bed, I sleep on the sofa." When he entered the apartment, he lit a candle. Looking at the dark face of the little girl illuminated by the candle light, he lit another one. Feeling that the room was more bright, he went to a broken blue sofa by the window.