On Friday afternoon, Jiang Yan finished her work early and started to organize her desk.

"You are in a very good mood today." Colleague Qiaoling could see the joy overflowing from the eyebrows in Jiang Yan's eyes at a glance: "If you have something happy, say it and share it together."

Jiang Yan smiled mysteriously without answering.

"I even dress up so beautifully." She smiled and looked at her: "Going on a date?"

"Hey, I won't tell you."

Editor-in-chief Song Xiwen walked over and handed Jiang Yan a document: "You can polish this report, and the official micro-post."

"No problem." Jiang Yan took the file: "I will do it right away."

Song Xiwen put his hand in his trousers bag, turned around and walked a few steps, as if thinking of something, turned back to Jiang Yan and said: "Agatha’s "Orient Express" was released today. When you were in college, you didn’t like Agatha’s suspense the most. Detective novel?"

Song Xiwen is the senior of Jiang Yan's same major. When he was about to graduate, Jiang Yan was assigned to Song Xiwen's internship. The two had a great friendship. Song Xiwen liked to read Agatha’s detective novels. It hit Jiang Yan right away, and the two were able to talk very well. Come.

"It's hard for seniors to remember."

"Of course, at that time you asked me to borrow "The Tragedy on the Nile."

"Because Agatha's books can be borrowed in the library, they were all moved home by the senior."

Jiang Yan looked at Song Xiwen. He was wearing a light-colored V-neck sweater today, perhaps because of the light, which was very gentle.

Recalling the youthful student days, Song Xiwen showed a gentle smile.

"Today's "Murder on the Orient Express" is released." Song Xiwen reached into the bag and pinched two ticket stubs: "If you are fine..."

"I plan to go see it today."

"Oh, are you alone?"

"No, I made an appointment with a friend."

Seeing her smiling, Song Xiwen squeezed the ticket stub in her pocket and stuffed it back: "Oh, this way, I'm going to see it too. I don't know how the new version is adapted, just look at it."

"Yes."

It seemed that there was nothing to greet, Song Xiwen turned around and walked two steps, but not reconciled, turned around and asked: "Are you going with your close friend."

"No, a friend."

"boyfriend?"

Jiang Yan turned on the computer and was about to edit the copy. When she heard the words, a trace of surprise flashed across her face: "Editor-in-chief, when do you gossip like this."

Song Xiwen smiled innocently: "As a leader, you should pay more attention to the personal issues of your subordinates."

Jiang Yan simply said: "Ex-boyfriend, is working hard to develop'former' into'present'. In this way, thank Editor Song for your concern."

Song Xiwen paused and seemed to have nothing to say, so he had to encourage him: "Then...work hard."

Jiang Yan sat down and integrated the information that Song Xiwen had just given her to make a Weibo news text.

In fact, these trivial matters don't have to be done by Jiang Yan, directly to the interns, as long as they have a little sense of text and news, they can do it.

I don’t know if Song Xiwen came here specially and confessed this matter to her. Is there any deep meaning? Is it because she is showing her respect and is going to be promoted?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan was full of joy, and she took out her mobile phone and edited the text message.

"Brother, what do you want to eat tonight, or do you want to watch a movie before eating?"

Lu Lin's reply was not fast, as if it took about a minute.

"all good."

She used to date, eat and play, and make decisions.

Falling in love is a matter for two people. Lu Lin doesn't object, it doesn't mean that he has no ideas, it's just that he is used to her.

At that time she squandered all his patience and love at will.

Tang Bi had a right statement: "You and Lu Lin can get to this point, and ask yourself, is it really just because of that?"

Not all stories have a clear reason. In the torrent of time, many small details are actually hidden in all the fleeting moments that she has not paid attention to.

"Sorry."

At that time, Lu Lin was shaving his beard in front of the mirror in the fitting room. The phone vibrated. He frowned when he saw these three words. The last text message was: "Brother, what do you want to eat tonight? I still want to watch the movie. eat?"

He replied: "All are good."

How to connect the brain circuit of "I'm sorry"?

Lu Lin was puzzled, but still politely replied: "It's okay."

"Brother wants to eat first or watch a movie?"

Lu Lin thought for a while and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Yan looked at these two words with a clear heart, and replied, "I'm not hungry."

"Then watch a movie."

"Good O(∩_∩)O~ Seven o'clock in the evening, on the first floor of Wanda Studios, Zhongshan Road."

The light in the dressing room was dimly yellow, and Xiao Wang sat on the iron bench between the closet and the closet, changing into bright leather shoes, and sitting beside him was Police Officer Qin Lin.

Xiao Wang sighed: "I think when we were in college, our Marines were also the little fresh meat that was popular among thousands of girls."

Qin Lin pulled his socks and said, "In Huangqiang, there are not many girls in our police station, and some are also old godmothers."

Xiao Wang coughed: "Anyway, at that time, the Lu team really gave birth to a white and tender face. Our sister-in-law was separated from the playground a few hundred meters away. It was a sight to see him. There were dozens of people in the formation, and the Marines stood in the last row."

Qin Lin: "My sister-in-law has such good eyesight, training and training, you can be a sharpshooter."

"This is not the point." Xiao Wang said: "The old saying goes well. Time is to kill a pig. Once a man passes twenty-five, maintenance is still very important."

"agree."

"Look at our current Marine Corps. The face is so dark that it's tanned. It's not as good as it is black, and there are pits. It's not fresh at all! Look at the hair on his legs. Hey, at this age, accidentally greasy, our Marines are definitely the negative teaching materials for middle-aged men!"

Officer Qin Lin was stunned when he heard it. Xiao Wang taught him: "Officer Qin, we are still young, but we can't learn from him. Go back tonight and put on a mask quickly. Women need to take care of them, and we men must not fall behind. "

Lu Lin looked at his face while shaving his beard.

Speaking of these years, black is real. When he first entered college, his skin was white, just like Jiang Zhongchen in high school, he was tender and running water, without exposure to the sun. During the military training, his face was flushed every day, so that the sun was sunburned. Up.

Later, the police force had been exposed to wind and rain for several years, and the small fresh meat on the side gradually turned into old bacon.

It's not that you don't love beauty, you really don't have time, let alone maintenance, even if you occasionally go shopping for clothes, he has to arrive immediately after a call in the bureau.

He carried a heavy burden on his shoulders.

It is guarded by the mountains and rivers, thousands of lights.

Xiao Wang Yizheng said: "Being busy with work, it cannot be a reason to become ugly. There is no absolute ugly man, only greasy lazy man. Let alone other things, our image will pass in front of the people!"

Xiao Wang and Qin Lin chattered for a while, and when they left the locker room, they smiled and said to Lu Lin: "Marine team, I have a cucumber mask in my cupboard. Apply it, so you will be radiant tonight!"

Lu Lin said manly disdain: "I can do that."

However, five minutes later, Xiao Wang hurriedly rushed into the locker room. Lu Lin was holding the mask to put it on his face. When he saw Xiao Wang, his expression faded: "You are not a human being when you enter the house without knocking on the door!"

"Marine, don't let it go! Something happened!"

It is late autumn now, and the night has slipped into the world ahead of time.

Wanda Plaza, at this time is the peak time for dining, with people constantly entering and exiting the commercial building, it is lively and warm.

At the entrance of the cinema, there is a three-dimensional poster painting of "Murder on the Orient Express", which is folded into the internal structure of a train carriage, with several protagonists standing in the carriage, posing in different shapes, presenting the steam style of the 20th century.

On the left side of the three-dimensional poster, there is a woman standing, wearing a thin shirt and short skirt in a long windbreaker, silk stockings outline her slender legs, high boots extending to the knees, and slender high heels. She is tall.

A young couple passed by Jiang Yan.

"What to look at."

"I did not see."

"I haven't seen it yet, my eyes are about to grow over others."

Jiang Yan took out her mobile phone and poked into the beauty camera. With the poster as the background, she took a few photos of herself, swiped left and right, and selected the most satisfactory one, and prepared to send it to Lu Lin.

"Brother Lu Lu, it's already here."

The text has been edited, Jiang Yan's index finger fell in front of the screen, but it did not fall. She checked the time, and it was six thirty, half an hour before the agreed time.

Or... don't disturb him yet, in case he is driving.

Jiang Yan deleted the text message and poked into WeChat Moments.

In the circle of friends, her best friend Tang Jia showed her affection and sent a selfie with her boyfriend.

Tang Bi's boyfriend was met by her at an open-air rock concert some time ago and is said to be a rock singer.

Tang Jia is an out-and-out beauty control. The only criterion for finding a boyfriend is to be good-looking. This young rock singer has a clear and beautiful appearance, sharp contours, big eyes, and thick double eyelids. It's worth extra points, but his eyes are floating, Jiang Yan instinctively feels unreliable.

However, for Tang Bi, such a face dog, reliability is not the most important thing, just handsome.

In the photo, the rock singer’s music studio is in the background. He is sitting next to the electronic piano. The camera is from top to bottom. Tang Bi is standing next to him, leaning against him affectionately, his eyes full of sweetness.

The pink bubbles of happiness are about to overflow.

Jiang Yan liked Tang Bi. Two minutes later, Tang Bi sent her a message: "My dear, we are playing music party, in Shun Shun's private bar, come and play!"

"No, I'm watching a movie, "Orient Express"."

"Hey, with whom, the editor-in-chief of your unit, Sven?"

"Why him?"

"Come on, this kind of movie that you will fall asleep halfway through watching, except for your pretending senior, who will accompany you to watch it, it can't be Duan Nan that flower monk."

"..."

Jiang Yan quickly edited the text message, and then he asked: "Is it really boring?"

"Okay."

The Orient Express is a movie that Jiang Yan likes, but Lu Lin may not like it.

Lu Lin likes to read books, but the books he reads are more literary. The works of Wilde and Shelley are what he likes. In the quiet classroom in the afternoon, the sun is warm, and he reads a quiet poem. For Lu Lin, It is a huge enjoyment.

He doesn't like to see things that fight and kill, and he doesn't like blood. It's the opposite of his career path.

This man usually doesn't talk much and is tired of his thoughts.

Jiang Yan hurriedly returned to the cinema and took a look at today's film schedule. In addition to "Orient Express", there is another domestic romance film, two European blockbusters and a Disney animation.

I don't know if the romance movie suits Lu Lin's appetite, so he will ask later when he comes.

Seeing Jiang Yan's delay in replying to the letter, Tang Bi sent a few question marks.

"???"

"【sigh】"

"The reaction is abnormal, let me guess, you wouldn't be... watch a movie with Lu Lin!"

"Correct."

"Yes, Yana, let's get started."

"Hehe."

"So watching a movie with your brother Lu Lu, why do you still have time to chat with me here."

"He hasn't come yet."

"..."

"You wouldn't have ran over and waited for others an hour early!"

"Guess is accurate! [100 points]"

"Jiang Yan, I must seriously criticize you, how can you be early! How can you wait for a man at the gate of the cinema, do you have principles, do you have a bottom line, and do you have dignity?"

Jiang Yan:...

"It's still an hour in advance, why don't you go outside and wait as soon as the door of the People's Home Cinema is opened!"

"Because I have to go to work. [Smiley face]"

"...I didn't save you. [Sigh]"

"Hehe."

"So Lu Lin hasn't come yet?"

Jiang Yan checked the time: "There are still fifteen minutes left."

"He really wants to pinch it, it's been a long time since he fell in love, he even forgot the rules!"

Across the screen, Jiang Yan could feel Tang Jia's indignation.

"Well, let's not talk about it, I will buy a box of popcorn."

"Yan'er, I warn you, you are chasing backwards, not sticking upside down, straighten my spine!"

"Alright, alright, I see, I love you! [Kiss] [Kiss]"

"Humph."

Jiang Yan took her mobile phone and went to the counter to buy popcorn.

Popcorn brother asked: "Miss, do you want a small medium or a large one?"

Considering that Lu Lin hadn't finished the meal, Jiang Yan said without hesitation: "A big portion."

Popcorn brother can be said to be quite upright, and he filled Jiang Yan with a big box full of them, piled up into a hill, and almost overflowed.

"Thank you, it doesn't need so much."

The younger brother cast a sulky wink at Jiang Yan: "Beautiful, you are welcome, you can add it if you don't have enough."

"Enough is enough." Jiang Yan paid the money and hurriedly left the counter, still feeling the scorching gaze from Popcorn Brother from far away.

It's terrible.

Since childhood, Jiang Yan has a lot of peach blossoms, but she has never really liked anyone. Even the most young and restless high school period, her friends around secretly started underground romances, but besides playing games every day, she was playing SLR and dating. What is it? Are there games for fun, and SLRs?

Lu Lin is definitely her first love.

The first time I saw him was the friendship between the student unions of the two schools at that time. Jiang Yan was invited by the student union of the police academy to take photos of the students of the police academy.

Sunny day, breeze blowing.

Jiang Yan waved to the army green phalanx: "Brothers, look at the camera here."

The tallest man in the third and fourth row.

He condensed his eyebrows, his gaze was usually straight forward, and his expression was solemn.

Hearing Jiang Yan's words, his gaze shifted, "Papa Papa" and hit her.

The moment Jiang Yan stared at him in the camera, she was stunned by a sudden current.

That kind of feeling, as if lying in a large golden wheat field, the wind blew the waves, the rustling of the wheat, closed your eyes, the nose is full of sunshine and energy of wheat.

Games, SLR, cosmetics...

Overshadowed.

It took a long time for Jiang Yan to know what kind of electric current ran across the spine as he stared at it.

Whether Tang Bi believes it or not, Jiang Yan said, he glanced at me and I was in climax.

"The movie "Murder on the Orient Express" at 7:15 in Hall 3 has now begun to enter."

The little brother of the cinema used the microphone to broadcast, and there was a long line at the entrance of Hall 3, one after another, the tickets entered the venue.

Holding a big box of popcorn, Jiang Yan stared at the elevator door at the corner, eager to see through.

Not here yet.

Wait, Lu Lin is very busy at work, and it's normal to be late.

She simply walked to the elevator door, leaned against the wall, and watched the elevator door rise from the first floor to the fifth floor. When the door opened, a group of people came out.

I didn't see Lu Lin.

The elevator door closed again and landed on the first floor, bringing another group of people up, still without him.

Haven't come yet?

Jiang Yan checked the time. It was already 7:15. Even if you pinch, you can't look like this.

Or does he regret it and don't want to come?

No, that's not right, Lu Lin is not such a person, he will do it if he agrees.

Wait patiently.

Jiang Yan waited for another five minutes, her heart getting more and more anxious, and her legs with pointed high heels began to replace the weight that supported her body.

No reason.

She called Lu Lin, and the beep continued, but he did not answer.

One, two...until the busy tone comes.

Jiang Yan's heart began to feel cold and astringent.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the dim night scene at Hua Deng Chu, worrying more than disappointed.

Lu Lin will not be late, will not break his promise, let alone answer the phone, it must be something troublesome.

It must be so.

Jiangcheng Police Station.

In the monitoring hall, some people are standing and some are sitting.

On the opposite screen is a picture of an empty residential street. Under the shroud of night, the street lamp exudes a dim light.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the screen, their expressions were anxious, emotionally nervous, and they seemed to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, the phone of an Apple mobile phone rang on the desktop, and a man in a black polo shirt immediately shouted nervously: "Come! Here you are!"

Lu Lin gestured calmly, and several operators in the front row quickly located the location of the call, and at the same time connected the line between the mobile phone and the computer.

The man in the black polo shirt nervously picked up the phone, and gave Lu Lin a nervous look.

Lu Lin nodded to him: "Take it."

The man swallowed and pressed his trembling thumb to answer.

"Hey."

"Two million in cash, are you ready."

A man's deep and rapid voice came from the earphones.

"Get ready, get ready, don't hurt my daughter, where to hand over, you quickly tell me the location, I will send the money over immediately, I am alone, no one else."

Lu Lin glanced cautiously and immediately shook his head, but unfortunately it was too late.

He reacted too quickly and spoke too hurriedly, as if he had previously recited lines.

"Did you call the police?" The suspect asked sharply on the phone.

"How can it be! How dare I call the police!" The man in the black polo shirt trembled in his voice: "My daughter's life is in your hands. How dare I not listen to you."

The suspect paused for a few seconds and said, "Forgive you for not dare."

The officers breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Lin edited a line of text on the phone and placed it in front of the man in the polo shirt.

"I want to hear my daughter's voice, you let her answer the phone." The man said in a trembling voice, following the line of text, "I must know that my daughter is still alive."

There was a cold snort on the phone, and then the girl's heart-piercing shout: "Dad! Daddy help, dad!"

The man’s tears flowed down: "Tongtong, Tongtong, Dad will come to rescue you soon!"

The girl's voice faded away, and the suspect said: "After half an hour, put the money in the trash can in the garden in the center of the city, alone, not allowed to call the police, otherwise the ticket will be broken."

The phone hangs up.

The man seemed to have taken all his strength away, and sat tremblingly on the chair: "Tear...tear tickets..."

"Don't worry, we will rescue your daughter." The policewoman walked over to calm the man.

Lu Lin walked to the main console and began discussing deployment with several police officers.

The technical staff said to Lu Lin: "The location shows that in the Fulu District, the specific location cannot be found due to the jammer."

"The girl's cry on the phone echoed, Xiao Wang, inquire whether there are abandoned empty factories in the Fulu District, including the surrounding area."

Xiao Wang immediately operated it on the computer. At the same time, the map was placed in the garden in the center of the city, and Lu Lin began to control plainclothes personnel to ambush at designated locations.

"It has been found out that there is an abandoned chemical factory in the east of Fulu District. It is basically surrounded by factories. At this point in time, all the workers have left work and there are few people."

"Qin Lin, you take a team with Mr. Li to the garden in the center of the city, Xiao Wang, follow me to the abandoned chemical plant in plain clothes to find out."

"Yes!"

The two pairs of horses rushed to the police, time is life, there is no room for delay.

The street lights on the edge of the city are dim, and there are occasional pedestrians walking alone on the street, and the dense night is like a bottomless black hole.

Lu Lin leaned his elbows by the window, his deep eyes seemed to merge with the night.

From time to time, he checks his watch time.

No one noticed the anxiety inside him, except Xiao Wang.

"Or, call my sister-in-law." Xiao Wang suddenly reminded: "It's hard to shave your beard and legs this afternoon."

Lu Lin put his hand into his pocket, and then suddenly remembered that he had just changed plain clothes and the phone dropped in the pocket of the police uniform.

His heart tightened.

Half an hour has passed since the agreed time.

Lu Lin turned around and said, "Wang, lend me my cell phone."

"okay."

The mobile phone had just been handed over, and the car was parked at the back door of an abandoned factory, and the night was dark, unobtrusive.

"Marine, the factory lights up!"

"Wang, you and Xiao Liu go to the front door. Team Li followed me to copy the back door and act immediately!" Lu Lin didn't have time to think, threw the phone, and sneaked into the abandoned chemical factory with a few police officers in the dark.

The movie had been on for half an hour, even if Lu Lin came over now, he couldn't see it anymore.

Jiang Yan was sitting on the high stool of the nearby coffee shop, eating popcorn claw by claw.

No matter how busy you are, how many seconds are there to answer the phone?

Even if I answered, just three words: "Can't come."

Somehow make her feel at ease.

Now that he doesn't answer the phone, he owes him a debt, worried that he will regret it, and even more worried about what will happen to him.

She sat in the coffee shop and swayed for an hour. The popcorn box hit the bottom and was thrown by Jiang Yan.

The next "Murder on the Orient Express" is about to enter, but Jiang Yan can't take any interest at all. She walked out of the cafe and came to the entrance of the cinema, with her hand in her pocket, and continued to wait.

More and more worried and worried.

Don't something really happen?

Car accident? Impossible, Lu Lin always drove calmly.

The police has an urgent task? How could he not answer the phone, and not let him go undercover.

She walked around at the door, holding the ticket stub in her hand, thinking that he would not be able to come, but she couldn’t rest assured, with a trace of luck, in case she had just left with her front foot, Lu Lin would come with her back foot. Up?

Wait another five minutes. If she doesn't come, she will leave.

Tang Bi was right. She was chasing back, not pasting, and there was no reason to stay here. She was bitter, who would show it?

Well, wait another five minutes.

After half an hour, the elevator door opened and a familiar figure came out.

It's Song Xiwen.

Song Xiwen looked surprised when he saw Jiang Yan.

"Little Yan."

"Editor Song, you are here too."

Song Xiwen stepped up and walked over and greeted her: "Well, it's premiering today, of course you can't miss it."

"Oh."

"You have watched it, or..."

"Look." Jiang Yan looked unnatural: "I'm about to go back."

Song Xiwen looked down and fell on the two ticket stubs tightly held in her hand.

Jiang Yan calmly put the ticket stub into her handbag and said, "Editor-in-Chief, then I will go back first. You watch it slowly. The movie is wonderful."

Song Xiwen looked at her back when she turned and left, paused for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Xiaoyan, let's watch together."

Jiang Yan turned her head, and under the bright light, Song Xiwen's face was slightly ruddy.

"Actually... I bought two tickets." Song Xiwen took the ticket stub out of the bag and waved at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan smiled: "Although Agatha's work is worthy of a second brush, Editor-in-Chief Song, thank you for inviting me, but now I am so hungry that I am going to have dinner."

Needless to say, everything is clear.

Song Xiwen also smiled: "Okay, you go to eat first, don't be hungry."

"Well, bye."

Song Xiwen waved his hand, and when he turned around, the corners of his mouth were calm, not without disappointment.

Jiang Yan quickly got into the elevator door, pressed the close button, and fled.

It's really dangerous, when I met colleagues and acquaintances, the lie was revealed.

Shame.

Jiang Yan did not leave, she sat for a while in the open-air milk tea shop on the first floor.

It was nearly ten o'clock at nine o'clock, and Jiang Yan fiddled with the milk tea straws with her fingers, completely bored.

It's already here, and at this point, I just have to wait.

The opportunity was won by Jiang Zhongchen, and it was gone after leaving, Jiang Yan was a little reluctant.

The TV station on the wall of the milk tea shop is broadcasting news.

"In the case of a kidnapping in an abandoned chemical plant in Fulu District, the suspect asked the victim's parents for 2 million cash. After the parents reported the case, the Jiangcheng police team divided into two groups and quickly solved the case within three hours, making it a history of Jiangcheng police. The fastest kidnapping case ever solved."

The background of the TV screen was an abandoned chemical factory in Fulu District. The yellow isolation belt flew up and down with the strong wind, and uniformed police officers shuttled to the scene of the crime.

After Lu Lin finished the finishing work, he quickly stepped towards the police car, and the reporter ran all the way to catch up with him.

"Captain Lu, can you please tell us the audience about the kidnapping case." The reporter extended the microphone in front of Lu Lin, and the camera pointed at him.

"Wang, cell phone!" Lu Lin called Xiao Wang as he walked.

"What kind of cell phone do you need at this time! The reporter interviewed you, the Marines, look at the camera and say a few words, a rare opportunity!"

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry." Lu Lin shot the camera over impatiently: "Wang! Give me the phone!"

"Hey, you said you..."

The reporter was reluctant, and the dog skin plaster usually followed Lu Lin until he got in the car: "Lu Team, you can just talk to our audience."

The camera stretched out into the car. Lu Lin dialed the number and said casually: "This case, the suspect is quite cunning..."

Lu Lin suddenly stuck his head out of the car window and yelled: "Wang Er, your phone is in arrears!"

"Arrears, it's impossible!" Xiao Wang ran to the car window, patted his head, and suddenly said: "Oh, isn't it the beginning of the month? Forgot to recharge."

Lu Lin shouted to Qin Lin in the distance: "Team Qin, lend me my cell phone!"

Qin Lin was so busy over there that he had no time to pay attention to Lu Lin: "Come and get it yourself."

"..."

"Lu Team, do you want to report your safety to your family by borrowing your mobile phone?" the reporter asked.

"what time is it now?"

"Eleven twenty-five."

"Oh." Lu Lin muttered a little lost, "It's all so late."

The reporter was observant of words and colors, with a keen sense of smell: "Lu Team, are you dating someone, or else you say something in front of the camera."

Lu Lin raised his head and looked at the camera blankly.

It was clearly the season of late autumn, and Lu Lin actually exuded some sweat from his forehead.

After a long silence, he turned to the camera and said, "Yaner, I...forgot to bring my phone."