Chapter 6 Chapter 5 Existence is Reasonable
The next morning, when we arrived at the hospital, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning. As soon as the doctor who made the rounds left, Mu Xin heard Yang Qian's voice when he walked to the door.
"Why don't you wear a police uniform?" A girl's voice was crisp, curious, and sweet.
"The criminal police don't wear police uniforms very much, it's inconvenient." It seems that Yang Qian had a good time in the hospital, "Your nurses' uniforms are also very beautiful. I remember that the nurses I saw when I was young were all wearing white clothes. Why do you all wear white clothes? They all wear pink? It’s not obstetrics.”
"Yo, have you ever been to the obstetrics and gynecology department?" The little nurse smiled, "Have you had any children?"
"No."
"Probably so."
"why?"
"You look so young," the little nurse smiled. "Are you married?"
Mu Xin, who was standing outside the door, couldn't help laughing—the little girl finally turned to the topic.
Yang Qian didn't hear anyone outside the door, and continued to chat cheerfully: "Of course I'm married, my wife is also a policeman."
"Oh..." The little nurse's voice was obviously lowered by an eight beat.
Yang Qian was also very enthusiastic: "I have a photo, wait a minute, I'll show it to you, I'm wearing a police uniform inside. Where's my wallet? Hey, wait a minute, I remember putting it in my trouser pocket... ... Xiao Song, Xiao Song, don't sleep, have you seen my wallet..."
Mu Xin finally raised her hand and opened the door to enter, and saw Xiao Song sleeping soundly on the outer bed in the double ward, Yang Qian sitting on the inner bed rummaging around, and the little nurse standing beside the bed taking Neither walking nor staying with a tray, that disappointed little expression is really unbearable to look at.
Hearing the sound of the door, Yang Qian looked up and smiled: "Daughter-in-law, you are really talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!"
Mu Xin held back her laughter, and asked the nurse first, "Hi, I'm his lover, is he okay?"
"It's okay." The little nurse is at least seven or eight centimeters shorter than Mu Xin. Once her eyes are raised at an angle, even a pretty face will easily lose momentum. "You can be discharged from the hospital. The family members come to follow the procedures with me."
"Okay." Mu Xin turned around and went out, and went all the way to the nurse's station. Not long after finishing the formalities, she returned to the ward. Just in time, she saw the person sent by the Fang team to take care of Xiao Song. They said hello together, and then helped Yang Qian leave.Yang Qian looked pretty good, but he wasn't as tall and straight as before.
It wasn't until he got into the taxi that Mu Xin asked with a smile, "Why don't you forget to mess with flowers when you're hospitalized?"
"Why are you messing around with flowers and grass?" Yang Qian cried out, "You see someone messing with flowers and showing others pictures of their wives?"
"Let me touch it," Mu Xin ignored him, and put her hand around his waist, "Are you really all right?"
"It's nothing." Yang Qian grabbed her hand and held it in his palm. "This time, Team Fang was worried. He was surprised and said that I don't have a child yet. If I break my waist, I will fall down." Injured in the dark, I'm afraid I'll delay you, so I have to observe... In fact, there's nothing to observe, it's the waist that fell, not the waist."
"Pfft", Mu Xin couldn't help laughing, and the taxi driver in the front row also laughed.Seeing that Mu Xin finally laughed easily, Yang Qian heaved a sigh of relief. While stroking his lower back, he held Mu Xin's hand tightly, leaned against her ear, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "But these few days I have to trouble you up here, my wife..."
Mu Xin blushed at what he said, turned her head to look out of the car window, and ignored the hooligan.
When the two returned home, when they opened the door, they saw Xiao Yuhua squatting in the living room tying up a pile of magazines and newspapers.It was hot, and there was no air conditioner in the living room. She was sweating profusely from being tied up, her face was flushed, and she was still pulling the rope vigorously.Mu Xin looked at her magazines and wondered, "Mom, what are you doing?"
Xiao Yuhua raised her head following Mu Xin's voice, and was about to speak when she suddenly saw Yang Qian behind her, and was immediately overjoyed: "Son, you are really back!"
"He's a living person anyway, so could it be a fake?" Yang Qian looked at Xiao Yuhua with a smile, "Where's my dad?"
Before the words were finished, Yang Chenglin came out from the back room with a happy expression on his face: "Mu Xin said that you are busy with the case. Is the case over? Can you take the weekend off now?"
"It's been handed over to someone else. The leader knew that my parents were here, so he gave me a special day off." Yang Qian didn't want to make his parents worry, so he lied casually. Can't you just eat some watermelon, why don't you just work when you come?"
"It's not that you have too many rags here," Xiao Yuhua beamed and didn't forget to complain, "I see that there are so many expired magazines in the cabinet, what's the use of keeping them? It's better to sell them for money and make room for them. Something. You young people just don't pay attention to..."
Mu Xin looked down at the magazines that Xiao Yuhua was binding, and suddenly exclaimed: "My book!"
She squatted down in a hurry, and pulled out the magazines she had collected for many years from the pile of magazines that were not bundled. The design magazine two years ago specially made an album of Chinese folk crafts, printed on coated paper, and it was very delicate.At that time, Mu Xin didn't have the money to buy such an expensive magazine, but just looked at the hardcover supplements with greed.Later, I took a few more jobs to tutor professional classes for senior high school art students to earn enough money, and bought back all the series of albums that year.After graduating and working as a policeman, these magazines seem to be no longer needed, but the years represented by these colors and lines are something she can't let go of anyway.She carefully treasured these memories in the middle grid of the bookcase, and took them out to look through them in her spare time, as if she could go back to that era when she was free and easy.
Those were the happiest seven years that she had worked so hard to persevere.
Seeing how precious these magazines are to her, Yang Qian said to Xiao Yuhua, "Don't sell them, she still has them for use."
"But I've already sold some of them," Xiao Yuhua looked at Mu Xin in surprise, "I sold some old books in the cabinet in the morning, and found these again when I was sorting them out in the morning. I just wanted to sell them, but I haven't had time yet..."
"Ah!" Mu Xin jumped up and ran to the back room, opened the cabinet door and went straight to what she guessed belonged to the category of "old books". All the professional books that could be tricked out of the library under the pretext of "accidentally lost" and would rather pay a fine than buy them indiscriminately have disappeared.
Mu Xin wants to cry but has no tears.
Xiao Yuhua came in after her, also a little nervous: "What's the matter, can't you sell it? I think it's all the same, and I just saw it was a textbook from college, thinking you won't need it..."
"I told you not to touch the child's things, you moved it, something happened." Yang Chenglin was not happy, "I said earlier that you are looking for work for yourself, so it's not good yet."
"Why don't I settle down!" Xiao Yuhua and Yang Chenglin had been arguing for so many years, turned around and yelled at his wife, "I'm helping them clean up their house, don't I think they are busy and want to share some of it? I'm not..."
"Okay, okay," Mu Xin turned around with a headache, and tried to smooth things over, "Forget it, if you lose it, you can lose it, and now you can't chase it back...Anyway, it's useless."
When she said this, she still felt a bit of pulling pain in her heart, as if she was deliberately reminding her: everything in the past is no longer needed, it's all gone, and it won't come back again.
She felt pain and reluctance in her heart, but she didn't know how to express it, or she couldn't express it.She suddenly felt tired—even though she didn't choose the major of design because of her passion for art, after all, she was a diligent student and won several provincial awards, which was why the advertising company was willing to hire her.In the past year after graduation, although she had a stable job and became a "red collar" that many fresh graduates envy, everything she had done was too impressive.These impressions made her numb herself in a veiled way, as if she could return to the beginning at any time by keeping these things.However, everything in front of her now told her that she was futile.
Yes, in vain.
Futility is the most exhausting thing, like Sisyphus pushing a stone, up and down, always in vain.However, Sisyphus is a god, he believes in fate, so he can continue to do everything in vain without complaint or regret; she, Mu Xin, is a human being, so instead of being immersed in a lost dream, it is better to wake up from the dream, Continue to live the days that belong to mortals.
And the life of ordinary people is like this now, father-in-law, mother-in-law, husband, plus myself, all in one place.
Strengthening his spirits, Mu Xin smiled at Xiao Yuhua: "It's okay, if you don't sell it, you won't sell it, keep it as a souvenir; if you sell it, you will sell it, the belongings."
Yang Qian saw that the storm had dissipated before it blew up, so he rushed in front of Xiao Yuhua to call Mu Xin: "Yes, if you sell it, it doesn't matter, Mom, I want to eat your fried pork tenderloin."
Seeing that his son and daughter-in-law gave him the steps, Xiao Yuhua's mood improved a lot, so he turned to look at Yang Qian, and promised, "I'll make it for you after I go to buy some fresh tenderloin."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your waist, why are you always covering it?"
Only then did Mu Xin realize that Yang Qian was a wounded person, so he quickly lied for him: "I didn't see it when I went upstairs just now, I tripped and hit the railing."
Regardless of whether the plot was reasonable or not, Xiao Yuhua believed it anyway.She just looked at Yang Qian unhappily and said, "He's such a big man, I don't know how to be careful, he's still frizzy."
"I want to sleep." Yang Qian tried his best to straighten his back, pretending not to hear Xiao Yuhua's words, walked over the pile of magazines on the floor, and walked nonchalantly to the bedroom, muttering to himself, "I'm exhausted from working overtime these days."
Mu Xin didn't speak, just followed Yang Qian back to the bedroom.As soon as the bedroom door was closed, tears began to well in the eyes.
Yang Qian turned around and saw it, and hurriedly pulled Mu Xin into his arms, sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head, kissed her eyes lightly and whispered: "Don't be sad, I will buy it for you later, OK?"
Mu Xin burst into tears, and simply buried her face in Yang Qian's arms, sobbing suppressedly: "I am not for the magazine, no matter how distressed I am, the book is dead. The book is an introduction... I have already done this job, and I can still say What... I was afraid that something was wrong with you, you don't know how scared I was last night, that you would lie to me, that you would be paralyzed when I saw you..."
"Is there anyone who curses your husband like that?" Yang Qian couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm such a person who is afraid of death, if something happens, I will definitely cry out louder than anyone else, and the Public Security Bureau will not support me for the rest of my life!"
Mu Xin was amused by his unscrupulous tone, so she stretched out her arms with tears in her eyes, wrapped them around his neck, and pressed her cold cheek to the side of his neck.The cool air from the air conditioner blew, and they lay down on the bed, hugging each other and falling asleep.
When I woke up, it was because of the sound of the radio in the living room—I don’t know who played the radio, and it was broadcasting the international news of the day.Mu Xin thought she was dreaming, in the dream she was watching TV, but she didn't expect Obama to crawl out of the TV like Sadako...
"Wake up, daughter-in-law, it's time for lunch." Yang Qian turned over, hugged Mu Xin and patted him dazedly.
Mu Xin hadn't fully woken up yet, but Xiao Yuhua's voice echoed in her ears as if in a dream: "Get up, get up! Don't get up anymore, it's already dark."
"Understood," Yang Qian yelled in Mu Xin's ear, "This is it!"
Mu Xin woke up completely frightened by this answer, but just in time to hear Xiao Yuhua's unhappy complaint outside the door: "Isn't it just on the night shift? When we were on the front line of the workshop, which one wasn't on the night shift? We still have to go home." I took the kids, and I didn’t say I’d have time to sleep.”
She spoke loudly, even if she was muttering, Mu Xin could hear her clearly.Mu Xin turned her head to look at Yang Qian, saw him half asleep and staring in a daze, so she ignored it—it wasn't herself who was being scolded anyway, so it was right to assume that Xiao Yuhua was scolding her own son chant!There is a saying that "it is the father's fault to raise or not teach; the teacher is lazy if the teaching is not strict", anyway, it has nothing to do with the daughter-in-law.
While thinking about it, she got up to get clothes from the closet, but when she opened the closet door, she was startled—is this still her closet?
I saw that the horizontal pole on which the clothes were hung had become clean, and those suits and pajamas were all gone!
As a policeman, Mu Xin's first reaction was "there is a thief".But also as a policeman, it only took her a second to realize—is there such a stupid thief?
Who steals clothes when they have nothing to do, and they don't have any left?
Mu Xin took a deep breath, and calmly opened the door of the cabinet next to her - sure enough, as she expected, there were three oversized calico bags in the grid behind the door, revealing a corner of the clothes, which was exactly what she wanted Looking for short-sleeved home clothes.
Mu Xin waved his hand and called Yang Qian: "Come and have a look."
Yang Qian was also dumbfounded when he saw it: "What does this mean, are you moving?"
Mu Xin spread her hands: "I don't know."
Yang Qian frowned, opened the bedroom door and walked out, the volume was loud enough: "Mom, why did you roll all our clothes into the baggage?"
Xiao Yuhua was serving food on the dining table, and when she heard Yang Qian's words, she turned her head and replied, "You have the nerve to ask, how messy is your closet! Winter clothes and summer clothes are all hung together, clothes, trousers, and skirts are all mixed together. When I had nothing to do in the morning, I helped you tidy up. I put clothes together, trousers together, skirts together. No matter how lazy young people are, there is a limit, as long as the house and the house are clean Yes, people praise you for having a good wife, you know?"
In one sentence, Mu Xin was criticized thoroughly and silently. Mu Xin felt stunned, and looked at the three big bags in the closet and sulked: Could it be that Xiao Yuhua doesn't care about matching clothes at all?That dark green top can only be matched with this black skirt, this golden shirt can only be matched with that pair of brown pants, and that orange suspender skirt can only be matched with that light orange cardigan... Obviously for convenience I just put the matching clothes on a hanger, and then hung them on the horizontal pole of the wardrobe, but Xiao Yuhua "tied up" them like this. Unless I wear a police uniform every day, it would be a waste to just find the matching clothes and trousers every time I go out. How much time?Besides, all the clothes are folded, aren't you afraid of pleating?And going deeper, is there any privacy left?
Mu Xin felt depressed for a while, and then remembered that her book was also sold, and suddenly became very angry.But after all, reason can still restrain emotions, so I don't want to get mad, but I just hold the handle of the wardrobe tightly with both hands, as if I want to squeeze out water.
Xiao Yuhua can still hear Xiao Yuhua talking about Yang Qian: "I didn't teach you these things when I was young, because I thought you were still young, and now you are married, if you don't teach them, people won't laugh at you?"
Mu Xin rolled her eyes fiercely in her heart, and she couldn't figure it out: when they met before, they clearly thought that Xiao Yuhua was a gentle person and seemed easy to get along with, but why did all these good feelings suddenly disappear in this instant?Is it because the previous understanding is not comprehensive enough, or is the enemy hiding too deeply?
She didn't understand why a sentence became so unpleasant when it came to Xiao Yuhua's mouth?
In a fit of anger, Mu Xin couldn't care less, immediately reached out to take out the bag, started to match the clothes again, and hung them back in the closet.While hanging on, she thought in her heart that Xiao Yuhua was meddling in his own business, looking for trouble when nothing happened, doing all kinds of useless work...
"Hey? Why did you take it out again?" Xiao Yuhua exclaimed when he entered the door, "I finally packed it up!"
"It's so convenient." Mu Xin had to work very hard to smile for the kind-hearted mother-in-law who did bad things. "Some clothes are matching. If they are separated, it will be troublesome to find."
"I just said that you young people don't know how to take care of the house." Xiao Yuhua was very upset, and his voice suddenly rose, "It's convenient...it's convenient to pile it up on the bed, take out whichever one you want to wear, and put it in the closet What are you doing? You said I worked hard all morning, but why didn't anyone say 'thank you'?"
Mu Xin was so irritated by her sharp voice that her ears hurt, she frowned and said nothing, she just packed her clothes by herself, while carefully smoothing out the light marks that had been pressed out.Seeing that Mu Xin didn't speak, Xiao Yuhua turned around and left the room angrily, found Yang Chenglin, and whined in a low voice that could be heard by others: "Old Yang, don't you think this is a donkey's liver and lungs with good intentions? Why are you so ignorant!"
The so-called "lowering the voice", Mu Xin thought, for Xiao Yuhua, it was probably just to prevent the sound from penetrating the neighbor's wall.
After two days of rest at home, Mu Xin felt a sense of joy from the heart for the first time when she went to work again.She walked quickly, and only after a while did she hear someone calling herself behind her. When she looked back, it was Yang Qian who was rushing this way, clutching his waist.
Mu Xin slowed down and waited for him to approach, frowning and asked: "Is your waist still not healed?"
"It's okay if you don't run." Yang Qian reached out to take the bag in Mu Xin's hand, and walked with her to the branch office. "I'm going on the same road as you. Team Fang asked me to go back to the office today to get the information on the last case. , see if you can string together."
"Yang Qian, we don't have a background in criminal investigation. Sometimes, it's better not to work too hard." Mu Xin hesitated for a long time, and finally said this sentence.
"It's not a matter of working hard or not. In fact, we don't have any lofty beliefs, but we are just doing work. But the nature of work is like this, and it's time to do it. You said that the task of this group of people is to rush forward. Even if you use your body as a target, you have to rush forward, so if you stand among this group of people, can you still run back and be a deserter? Since you have chosen this line of work, many problems cannot be avoided."
"Yang Qian, do you know how scared I am... I answer calls to the police every day, and I am most afraid of receiving a murder case, afraid of hearing that a vicious case happened in the jurisdiction of the second criminal police team..." Mu Xin felt that there was fog in front of her eyes. Looking at Yang Qian, he just turned his head and looked into the distance, "You have to know that you are not alone."
"I know," Yang Qian's heart softened, he reached out to hold Mu Xin's hand, and led her to the compound of the Public Security Bureau not far away, "Didn't you say that 'good people don't live long, but scourges last a thousand years', I put you The scourge has reached this poor mountain valley, and it is not easy to die."
Hearing that his mouth was out of shape again, Mu Xin couldn't laugh or cry, really didn't know what to say about him.
After entering the gate of the sub-bureau, Mu Xin took his bag and went straight upstairs, Yang Qian turned around and turned to the first floor, and then he took off the smile on his face.He stretched out his hand to touch his still aching lower back, and while listening to the sound of Mu Xin's high heels hitting the floor, he thought to himself, it's a good thing he didn't tell her about the last time he caught a drug dealer.
The day Yang Qian could remember was actually a close call.
Originally, Yang Qian should not have rushed to the front in the case that day - he did not have rich experience in fighting the enemy, and his marksmanship was not accurate.But after careful research, the task force found that knocking on the door is only competent for Yang Qian, because for drug dealers who often test each other with the police, Yang Qian's biggest advantage as a new policeman is that he has a face.
This is a task, not a negotiation.Therefore, no matter how nervous Yang Qian was, he could only continue the work without hesitation.All the communication tools have been handed in, and when he was dispatched, he even thought with some regret that if this trip never came back, he would not have time to call Mu Xin and tell her to live a good life, and he must not have a chance to live. That part, too, should live in a decent way.
Then, he went to the "battlefield".
As the instructor said during the training at the police academy, this battlefield is not filled with gunpowder, but it is also full of threats of death at all times.Compared with the real battlefield, there are more melee combat and short-distance shooting here, requiring one move to control the enemy.It is not courage but wisdom that is tested more.
Perhaps, and acting.
Yang Qian didn't know that he had an acting talent before - when he went upstairs, he was followed by special police with live ammunition, and everyone was wearing a bulletproof vest, but Yang Qian could only wear a short-sleeved shirt that fit the season.After the arrangement was completed, he raised his hand and knocked on the door of the drug dealer's house without shaking his voice: "Is anyone there?"
"What's the matter?" The drug dealer didn't open the door, but asked through the door.
"Is 23572 your car?" Yang Qian spoke the newly learned local dialect, "It's blocking the road, my car can't get out, please help move it!"
"Fuck," he could hear the drug dealer swearing inside through the door, and the woman's laughter was faintly heard, and then he heard the drug dealer's voice, "Wait, come right away."
The lines were discussed after surveying the terrain before: Excuses such as checking the water meter and gas meter are used too much by TV dramas, which can easily alert drug dealers, so they cannot be used.However, the residential area of this generation has old houses, narrow roads, and a large floating population. Drug dealers have just rented this place, so they can't tell who the real residents are, and they don't know who the real owner of the gray Xiali blocked by his car is.Moreover, Yang Qian looks white and tender like a little Tang monk, and is dressed in a simple enough way. From the "cat's eyes", he gives people the impression of a bright and pollution-free rapeseed.
Sure enough, the drug dealer didn't waste any time, went into the back room, took the car keys and opened the door.However, the moment he opened the door, Yang Qian had already noticed that the drug dealer was actually wearing a jacket in summer, with handwritten copies in his pockets, which were so bulging that he didn't know what was in them.But the worst is just - he has a gun!
It was only at that moment that Yang Qian had no time to dodge according to the original plan, because any sudden change would alert the sophisticated drug dealers.He had no choice but to rush forward with all his strength, and before the drug dealer saw the special police outside the door, he crushed the drug dealer to the ground!
At that moment, that bulging spot just touched Yang Qian's lower abdomen.
He didn't even have time to be afraid, so he could only strangle the drug dealer's neck with all his strength, trap his limbs, and use two seconds to give the large army behind him a chance to react—perhaps, a chance to survive.
When the special police behind him rushed in and subdued the drug dealer decisively, Yang Qian realized that his life just now was really hanging by a thread: as long as he was a few seconds late or relaxed a little, the drug dealer would definitely shoot!
At the celebration banquet, Fang Dui smiled and said to Yang Qian, "Your boy is really lucky."
Yang Qian smiled, raised his head and drank a glass of white wine that was worth three ounces.Everyone applauded, but what Yang Qian thought was: If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. After all, there will be no "Ming Dynasty" any day.
He didn't tell Mu Xin about this.
He only told her that Team Fang was divorced.Mu Xin was surprised.He said that there is nothing surprising about it. The divorce rate in the police force remains high. After all, not all women can bear this kind of life without seeing people alive or dead.Of course, I don't deny that some people face all kinds of temptations because of this profession, and finally abandon their wives and children to find a beautiful young daughter-in-law to live a new life.But Fang Team is not that kind of guy.Yang Qian said: Mu Xin, you have to believe that, I am not that kind of person either.
Mu Xin was stunned, and it took a long time before she answered: I know.
Yang Qian also knew what Mu Xin was thinking. In fact, they thought the same thing - when they came here, they didn't know what it was like here. In the eyes of the pure-minded students in the ivory tower, the police are power, prestige, and drought and flood protection. The iron rice bowl is the sweet pastry in the face of huge employment pressure.No one knows that there really is no free lunch in this world.Behind power is danger, and the opposite of prestige is dullness. Iron rice bowls, drought and flood guarantees, are all in exchange for life.
It’s not scaremongering, but the naked truth: as boring as a criminal police officer or a film police officer, in addition to dealing with trivial matters day after day and parents’ short stories, they line up for each family to find out the case. When visiting households, it is common to sweat profusely.And I don’t know when I will face death face to face. For example, when someone’s Tibetan Mastiff went crazy and bit people all over the street, only Zhang Le stood in front of the mad dog. Sending bullets to send the mad dog on the road; another example is when you went to search the suspect's house, the suspect's son was a mentally ill patient, and as soon as the door was opened, he held up a kitchen knife and chopped it up when he saw it. Zhao Xuhui was cut off the palm of his hand that time , the skin and flesh turned out, blood dripped all the way, and I went to the hospital to sew a black centipede on the palm of my hand, and there is still a winding scar; let alone Fang Dui, he is a senior criminal policeman, and his pair of hands are called by Mu Xin. The eyes "full of wisdom and sharp eyes" were almost closed forever - it was a homemade earthen grenade, and the suspect wanted to take some backs and die together. He rushed forward and saved the lives of two colleagues.
However, these are just a small piece of inconspicuous news in the corner of the local newspaper, and its visual effect is not as good as the advertisement for the treatment of vitiligo that occupies half of the newspaper.Unless you sacrificed, there will be a huge memorial service, and perhaps strangers will come to present flowers, but five years have passed, ten years have passed, and few people remember how you fell down.Fewer people know how your loved ones miss and cry every year after that.
Yang Qian thought, just for his parents and daughter-in-law, he had to live well.
There will be children later.If it's a boy, it's fine to be an engineer, a doctor, but don't be a policeman.
Mu Xin didn't know that Yang Qian wanted to leave here just like her.He didn't say anything, but instead plunged into the case, of course she wouldn't know.
The Yang Qian she knew didn't speak Mandarin on weekdays, and he mastered the local dialect much faster than her. He spoke in a rough and loud voice, with a quack air; Lord, when you go home, you often smell of alcohol, which makes people shy away; you don’t read books, and you don’t have time to read them. The guidance materials of "Shen Lun" are forgotten in a corner, covered with thick dust; sometimes there are no cases, and it is rare to be on time After get off work, I often surf the Internet for several hours without doing housework or even eating.
Mu Xin wondered more than once, such a vulgar life, but the love and marriage she had originally imagined?
Thinking this way, he had already entered the gate of the command center, and Meng Yueyue had just arrived, and was sorting out the alarm records from the previous night. When she saw her enter the door, she smiled sweetly and said hello.Before Mu Xin had time to say hello, she heard the phone in front of her rang. She picked it up, and a man's voice said: "Is it the Public Security Bureau? There are people fighting here, don't you care?"
"Where is it?" Mu Xin grabbed the notebook and pen, ready to record.
"It's not far from the entrance of the Siding Police Station, only fifty meters away. Two cars were scraped by the side of the road. The owner of the car was yelling. You have to take care of it."
"Okay, we'll send the police right away, and the police will deal with it later." The phone hung up, and Mu Xin dialed Siding Town. What a coincidence, it was Zhang Le who answered the phone.
"Hey, are you on duty today? I happen to have something to look for you." Zhang Le laughed.
"Let's get down to business first. Someone is about to start a fight 50 meters from the gate of your police station. Enthusiastic citizens call the police. Let someone go and have a look."
"Wait a minute, I can see when I open the curtain..." Zhang Le turned back after a dozen seconds, "It's okay, the two of you are still arguing there, I guess they have contacted the insurance company, and both flashes have been applied. Isn’t it just a scratch? It’s fine to repair the car if it’s damaged. It’s not like they don’t know how to call traffic accidents, so why call 110 for everything?”
"There are enthusiastic citizens passing by. Everyone is responsible for maintaining social stability." It's good news that nothing happened, so Mu Xin also smiled, "What can you do with me?"
"What else can I do?" Zhang Le seemed aggrieved, "I really like your classmate, but your classmate doesn't like me at all! Hey, why do you think she doesn't like me?"
"Uh, well... I don't know either." Mu Xin really doesn't know. Zhang Le is 1.76 meters tall, which is not short, and he looks handsome. He is very loyal to colleagues and friends, and has a legitimate and stable job , her parents are also retired from the office, and they have a small house and a car without family pressure. I don't know why Hao Huinan is not welcome to see her.
"If you have a chance, please say something nice to me," Zhang Le sighed, "Actually, I shouldn't be so shameless, but we all work in the same town, and her original office is separated from ours by a wall. We can meet each other, we are very familiar, and I think people are very nice..."
It's hard for Zhang Le to say so many emotional things. Mu Xin felt that he would be inhumane if he didn't agree, so he readily agreed.It was only after hanging up the phone that Meng Yueyue was looking at her without blinking, and she was quite puzzled: "What's wrong, is there something dirty on my face?"
"Brother...do you like someone?" Meng Yueyue bit her lip and looked at Mu Xin with a frustrated look.
Mu Xin looked at Meng Yueyue in surprise, and said after a while, "No way...you like Zhang Le? Why didn't I know..."
"Brother is very likable!" Meng Yueyue looked at Mu Xin and answered seriously, "I heard about him from the district captain when I was in school. His whole family is very famous. Later, he was assigned to practice in their institute. He took me. Who doesn't like the kind of senior brother, who is thick and thin, and handsome? "
There are really people who don't like it...Mu Xin smiled wryly, thinking, the person your brother likes just doesn't like him, does this count as one thing?
But I can't say this directly, so I have to explain: "He is a little close to my classmates, but he hasn't said anything yet."
"That's it..." Meng Yueyue bit her lip, thought for a while, and finally made up her mind, "Sister Mu, are you familiar with Senior Brother? Can you help me..."
The little girl couldn't continue, and Mu Xin couldn't laugh or cry—what happened today, did she have a matchmaker face?
"Tell me first, why do you say his whole family is famous?" Mu Xin changed the subject.
"You don't know? His father is a retired senior interrogator from our bureau. He is known as 'three and a half sentences', which means that no more than four sentences can make a criminal suspect obediently leak his words. The son inherited his father's career, and the senior brother is not bad. Last time, the wanted criminal by the Ministry of Public Security was the clue he was looking for, and he chatted with the mother-in-law all afternoon, and the old lady was quite alert, so he questioned her thoroughly." Meng Yueyue's eyes were filled with admiration.
"I didn't expect..." Mu Xin sighed, before she finished speaking, she saw the door opened, and when she turned her head, Duan Xiu just opened the door and came in.
"Duan Ke." Meng Yueyue greeted politely, and Mu Xin smiled to show her appreciation.
"We have a dinner tonight to celebrate Section Chief Gu's graduation, and Director Chen will also come to attend," Duan Xiucai also smiled. Mu Xin couldn't tell whether this smile was perfunctory, a cover-up, or a sincere expression of happiness for the dinner signed by the deputy director." Except for those on night shifts, no one is allowed to ask for leave."
The two nodded, Mu Xin opened her mouth to say something, but before she could say anything, the phone in front of her rang again.I had no choice but to turn around and answer the phone first, but unexpectedly it was the voice of the reporter just now: "I said Public Security Bureau, why haven't you sent the police? It's been ten minutes!"
"Hello, we have told the police station just now, and the police station has also checked. There is no sign of a fight yet, and we may be waiting for the insurance company to assess the damage..."
"Don't talk useless, what is a sign? Can you see the sign? You have to kill someone to send the police? To tell you the truth, I just passed by, and I called to see your police. The speed of dispatching the police. It turned out that the distance was only 50 meters, and no one was seen after waiting for more than ten minutes. How can you reassure us ordinary people with your efficiency?" The man on the phone seemed very angry, loud and sharp .
Mu Xin had no choice but to explain patiently: "Generally speaking, for traffic accidents, you should dial 122, and the traffic police will deal with it..."
The result was interrupted again: "I don't care, I just saw that it was about to fight, I just called the police, and I had to see the police! Didn't you promise that 'the police will be answered, and the police will be dispatched'? Then you answer the police now , I’ll just wait for you to call the police! Hurry up, I’ll wait another ten minutes, and if I don’t see anyone again, I’ll sue you for dereliction of duty!”
Mu Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "But——"
Before he finished speaking, a "beep" sound came from the phone receiver.
Mu Xin had no choice but to call Zhang Le again: "Let's go out and have a look. The enthusiastic citizens called again just now, saying that they called the police to check the speed of the police. If we don't call the police, we will complain about our negligence of duty."
"Is this person sick?" Zhang Le was angry, "Okay, don't worry about it, I'll take care of it, I want to see who is full of food and calls 110 for fun. I don't know if we Is there a logistics base here? This person has not stopped calling the police since morning. Now I am the only one left in our office, and others have been dispatched. With this little police force, I still have to play with them. It doesn’t matter who is not good at serving. Shouting to be exposed... Success! They are all uncles, and I am the grandson!"
Hanging up the phone again, Mu Xin sighed and turned around, only to find that Duan Xiucai had already left.
Meng Yueyue looked at her worriedly from the side: "Brother hit the gun?"
"Yes. The more there is no police to send, the more rare things will happen. Enthusiastic citizens insist on checking the speed of the police, or they will complain. Except for the internal staff, he is left alone in the office. I don't know if a single policeman will It would be such bad luck to meet the inspector."
Meng Yueyue also sighed: "No matter how the police force is reduced, there is still insufficient police force at the grassroots level. In fact, it's not because there are too many cases, but because there are many things that the police shouldn't be in charge of. This is good, if you manage it well, you can bring back a pennant at most, if you don’t manage it well, the whole society will hate the police so much.”
"Meng Yueyue, you are quite sharp!" Mu Xin looked at Meng Yueyue in surprise.
“其实我虽然参加工作晚，但好歹也在警察学院读了四年书，论工龄不长，可职业道路就这么一条，耳濡目染也观察了四年，”孟悦悦轻轻笑一笑，“当然，咱自己也承认，总有些败类丢人现眼，可毕竟不是所有人都那样儿的。远了不说，你家杨哥是那种人吗？”
“你杨哥眼前虽然不是那种人，但将来可不好说，”穆忻笑了，“花花世界，我可不知道他能不能扛得住。”
听到这个，孟悦悦挺乐：“你知道陆大队吗？”
穆忻很迷茫地摇摇头。
孟悦悦叹口气：“陆炳堂，原来刑警二队大队长，就是杨哥的老前辈。后来升到咱局做管治安的副局长，然后提拔去了市局，现在是市局督察大队的大队长。”
穆忻倒抽一口冷气：“你比我来分局还晚吧？怎么你什么都知道，我什么都不知道？”
“这个，我毕竟是公安院校毕业，有师兄师姐在，一不小心就会听到，”孟悦悦迟疑一下，还是说出来，“听说……这个陆大队是个着名的采花大盗！”
穆忻正在喝水，被这个词儿呛得猛烈咳嗽了一阵，半晌才抬起头问：“你说什么？”
“没听错，就是采花大盗……”孟悦悦很犯愁，“好像，今晚的聚餐，陆大队也会来。”
“市局的人来掺和什么？”穆忻拧着眉头。
“陆大队年轻时和咱们陈局是搭档，现在还整天约着一起去游泳呢，又都跟谷科长和她老公很熟，这种场合一起来倒是再正常不过。我也是今天早晨去陈局办公室送密文的时候听他在打电话才知道的，”孟悦悦苦着脸，五官皱成一团，“咱科没结婚的就剩我自己了，我得怎么说才能让他觉得我有个特彪悍的、不能招惹的男朋友呢……”
“别担心，说不定他懒得来招惹未婚少女了，”穆忻安慰她，“他今年也快五十了吧？人老了，或许就没那么多激情了。”
好像是要印证穆忻的说法一样，当晚的晚宴，陆炳堂果然就没有难为孟悦悦。
但是谁也没想到，他难为的，居然是“已婚妇女”穆忻。
“小穆，喝了这杯酒，咱们就算认识了！”陆炳堂一点都不拿自己当外人，迎面把一杯干红放在穆忻面前。
穆忻看看酒杯，恨得牙痒痒，嘴上还得客气地婉拒：“陆大队，我真的不会喝酒。”
“不会喝酒就学嘛，谁也不是天生就会喝酒的，”陆炳堂略微压低一点声音道，“我看你是个好苗子，锻炼一下，酒量不成问题！”
“我上次才喝了一瓶啤酒就醉了，您这干红……度数得是啤酒的好多倍吧？我哪敢挑战……”穆忻还是微笑。
“能有多少倍？啤酒3。7度，干红不过12度。”陆炳堂论外貌真是器宇轩昂，虽然是五十岁的人了，但没有白发，反倒是身姿挺拔、目光锐利、反应灵敏。穆忻想，这样的一个人，年轻时一定足以迷倒许多小姑娘。那一瞬间她甚至有点走神，她想，也是这样的一个人，会有一个怎样的妻子，又是怎样，一步步走到今天？
无论是仕途，还是人品，想必都不是一朝一夕。
“小穆，快喝呀！”穆忻清醒过来，看陆炳堂还在微笑着盯着她的酒杯。她一咬牙，硬是笑道：“我真的不会喝。”
“你这也太不给面子了，”陆炳堂一边说话，一边干脆举起杯子，再抓过穆忻的手，硬是帮她握住酒杯，“你不是学艺术的吗？学艺术的还有不能喝酒的？”
原来是在这儿等着她——穆忻终于恍然大悟，似乎到这时才明白为什么整晚的酒局陆大队认定了似的一定要拿她开刀，原来如此。
因为你是学艺术的，所以一定有丰富的应酬经验；因为你是学艺术的，所以一定很开放；因为你是学艺术的，所以许多本来复杂的事情完全可以变成一场欲拒还迎、欲擒故纵……原来在这世界上，有色眼镜无处不在。
陆炳堂并没有打算给穆忻任何一点反应时间，还是笑着劝酒：“快，小穆，喝了。公安的规矩，入乡随俗。”
他一边说，一边用自己的酒杯和穆忻的酒杯轻轻碰一下，略一示意，端起喝一口。
穆忻在心里叹口气，只好也举杯喝一口，唇从酒面掠过，飞速抬起头来。
“这哪儿行？”陆炳堂似乎有一点点薄怒上脸，“就喝这么点，是不给我面子？”
“我是真的不能喝，喝了酒会失态，辱没了公安的身份。”穆忻一退再退，并不知道最后的悬崖在哪里。但既然已经退到这一步，便不能往前走了。因为只要往前走，必然功亏一篑。因为谁都知道，一杯喝进去，还有第二杯，随后一定会一杯又一杯无穷尽焉。一次失态事小，怕只怕从此以后逢酒局必须到，到了就得喝，喝了必然醉……形象、健康姑且都不论，谁能知道醉酒后还会发生什么事？
想到这里，穆忻觉得自己必须保持主动，便笑着解释：“我丈夫，刑警二队的杨谦，早就给我说起过您？”
“哦？说我什么？”陆炳堂是聪明人，知道这时候继续劝酒不如顺着话题走，便索性做出礼贤下士的表情，侧耳倾听。
“说您目光如炬，当初曾是秀山全区的功臣。连续扫黄打非的结果是G市的小姐只要听说要到秀山来接活，宁愿放弃这份收入，也要绕路走。”穆忻抿嘴笑。这段典故的确是来自杨谦，但也是今天听孟悦悦介绍完陆炳堂其人后才和当初这个典故对上了号。她没法梳理清楚自己内心深处的那些困惑和迷茫——到底，这是英雄还是恶棍？是崇高还是邪佞？
“哈哈哈！”陆炳堂爽朗地笑几声，摆摆手，“不提当年，不提当年。先喝酒，小穆你这样不好啊！我们做大哥的都喝了，你就抿一抿，不像那么回事儿。你得喝了这一杯，喝了才好说话。”
大哥——穆忻差点呛着自己，心想你这年纪，才不过比我爸小三四岁，我们兄妹相称，是不是有点乱？再抬头看看周围，在座的人们已经三五成群开始“自由搏击”。恭敬的、谦逊的、热情的，每一张脸上都是同样的笑容，分不清是应景还是习惯性面具。她看向孟悦悦的方向，却只见孟悦悦躲在敬酒的人群后，一边把酒把毛巾里倒，一边兔死狐悲地看她一眼。只是那一眼，穆忻突然觉得心酸。
“杨谦是吧？”正僵持的时候，陈局突然转过头来看着穆忻，眼睛是笑着的，目光里却没有笑容，“小伙子不错，好好干，有前途。穆忻你就算替杨谦，也得把这杯酒喝了，是不是？这一桌坐的，大部分都是你们小年轻儿的前辈呢。”
话是征询的口气，但穆忻知道，终于到了命令的环节。如果说在此之前她还想过破罐子破摔，想过大不了因为不顺从领导而被发配到哪个养老部门坐冷板凳，那么现在这一刻，真的提到杨谦的时候，她知道她躲不掉了。也是这一刻，突如其来的悲哀弥漫在她内心深处，终于令她知道“朝中有人”的最深层意义或许不在于“好做官”，而在于能够保你“全身而退”——如果有后盾，你大可插科打诨，亦可撒泼打滚，甚至可以豁出去了一推六二五……总之，你至少可以安全。但现在，她什么都没有。没有能够用来当盾牌的靠山，没有能够保护自己的丈夫，而且，她还要豁出去一点什么，才能保护他。
没有时间给她后悔，也没有时间给她哀怨，她能做的，只有在这一秒，端起透明的酒杯，将绛红色的酒浆一饮而尽。陆大队带头鼓掌，周围也响起应景的掌声，只是这一秒——穆忻知道，开了头，就永远都停不下来了。
无论是喝酒，还是行路。都是她选的，所以必须、只能，她自己扛。
再后来，干红的味道、带些发酵的橡木气息，以及晕眩、撑住了不能倒下的意念，还有洗手间里的呕吐……成为那晚无法忘却的记忆。
陆炳堂，或是陈局，都是“酒精考验”的个中高手。不紧迫盯人倒也罢了，一旦盯上谁，想要掺假，没门儿。
所以是实打实地喝：二两半的酒杯，一杯杯喝下去，干红强大的后劲终于在酒宴快要结束时发威。虽算不上天旋地转，但也一片云山雾罩。穆忻知道，她只有两个选择——要么，撑住了，留下一个“穆忻好酒量”的名声，从此成为御用陪酒人员，逢场必到，逢酒必喝，理论上可以和领导越走越近，但距离自己想要离开的初衷却越来越远；要么，装醉倒下，以一时的尴尬化解此后每一次的逼迫，但这招若用在今天这样的场合，想必需要相当的勇气，因为她知道，抢着送她回家的那个人，一定会是陆炳堂，而他送她前往的方向，却未必会是家，到那时，装醉会被拆穿，面具会被撕下，身份抛之脑后，危机无处不在。
躲在洗手间里，穆忻伸手捧一把冷水冲在脸上，抬头，看自己镜子里泛红的脸孔，觉得恨，也有厌烦。那一瞬间，她甚至有深深的绝望与后悔，她不知道自己当初为什么要脑袋一热就选了这么一条路，不仅扔了专业，还要承受委屈，这样的牺牲大不大？也或许，她总要为自己的“俗”付出代价——没错，她来这里，是杨谦怂恿，但做出决定的，是她自己。
她何尝不是一个俗人——她想要自由，也想要稳定；想要张扬，也想要安全；想要白领丽人的摩登，也想要权力阶层的踏实。二者不能得兼，所以无论选择哪一条路，只要心存贪念，总会后悔。
可是她能没有贪念吗——正因为来自社会的底层，所以，她看到的，是父亲求医难，是母亲下岗苦，是舅妈逼债急，是舅舅进退维谷，是她自己为了赚点外快而给画廊仿仿到吐。对她而言，她需要一种方式，让自己的家庭、自己的母亲、自己的孩子都不再过艰难的日子。她不敢奢求“权力”，但她也的确幻想过有风生水起的一天，那些看不起自己的人都换掉倨傲的嘴脸，种种难为自己的事情也撤掉阻碍的门槛。这是个现实的社会，金字塔中下层绝大多数人都是被生活磨到愈发现实的人——谁敢说自己考公务员就仅仅只是为了一个“铁饭碗”？那些保护自己的安全感，那些生活中的便利处，哪个不是诱惑？
所以，她来了。为了爱情，以及其它。这中间的比例，或许7：3，或许8：2，但绝对不会是10：0。这个，她得承认。
也是到这时，她才终于理解了大学时代的室友，那个叫桑离的女孩子。她还记得，那时候，她曾经怒斥桑离，她说桑离你为了自己的贪欲，为了能站在最光辉夺目的舞台上，抛弃爱情，背离亲情，踩着一个又一个的男人往上爬，用肉体换前途，你累不累？你一颗老鼠屎坏了一锅汤，见到你这种人，别人怎么可能不戴有色眼镜看我们这所学校，还有这里所有的女孩子？欲望真的那么强大吗，真的让你抛不下吗，真的不怕遭报应吗？
可是现在，她苦笑着看看镜子里的自己，她比桑离，还好多少吗？
原来，所谓成熟，就是让我们知道，很多时候，存在即合理。
这样的合理，未必是真理，未必是对每个人都适用，但常常，对选择这种存在方式的人而言，有苦衷，有不得已，有无法抗拒。
而我们总要长大了才知道，许多人、许多事，无需鄙弃，只需理解——每个人都有自己的生活方式，每个人都有自己选择好的路途，在这条路上，他们愿意接受挑战，乐于获得回报，宁肯付出代价……仅此而已。
那么好吧，既然选择，既然已经没有退路，那就勇往直前！她更想知道，前面有盘丝洞，还是火焰山？
想到这里，穆忻抽一张纸巾，仔细擦去脸上的水珠，让呕吐后短暂的清醒带给自己莫大的勇气——既然已经上了路，那么就让暴风雨来得更猛烈些吧！
可没想到，一拉开洗手间的门，赫然看见陆大队站在不远处男洗手间门口吸烟，看见她出来，微笑着走过来：“我来看看你，还好吧？”
若是平日里同学聚会，这样的关怀一定让人觉得温暖，可是此时此刻，她只觉得冷。
见她不说话，陆大队笑了，那笑容很平常，似乎也看不到太多的心机：“你们陈局去签单了，过会儿去KTV，一起吧！”
“真是抱歉，陆大队，我不太舒服，想回家了。”穆忻不知道，自己这是否属于徒劳的挣扎？
“大家都去，少你一个，多没意思。”陆大队吸烟的样子其实丝毫没有痞气，反倒有成熟男人的魅力——如果看不到那背后若隐若现的企图，怕是很多人都会觉得这是一场温文尔雅的对话。
穆忻笑一笑，转身想往外走，陆大队侧一侧身，却突然在穆忻走近时握住她的手。穆忻一惊，几乎要尖叫！
“你皮肤很好。”说完这句话，他放开她的手，只是笑一笑，站到了她身后。
穆忻要用何其大的意念克制自己，才能让自己的表情如常，语调如常，甚至挤一个笑容：“其实奔三的女人很老了，谈不上好不好。”
“别这么说，你们现在正是好年纪，”陆大队跟着穆忻一路往包间走，一边若无其事道，“十几岁，太幼稚；四五十岁，老了；三十左右最好。”
这话听在穆忻耳朵里，却好像是在说，十几岁，没法碰；四五十岁，没欲望碰；想碰的，能碰的，三十左右，刚刚好。
这声音平静，并没有电视剧里脸谱化的色迷迷。她却只想夺路而逃——惟其这样的威胁才最可怕，好像吸血鬼的尖利牙齿，好像黑夜里的梦魇，不动声色，却如影随形。
几乎是一路快步逃命样进了包间，一推门，里面正是欢声笑语。是酒宴的最末，陈局看见他们进门还招呼：“快来，喝了杯中酒，散场。”
穆忻走过去，坐下，看着面前再次被倒满的酒杯，苦笑一下，只能利用众人碰杯的瞬间倾洒一些在桌面上，陆炳堂看到了，但没有说话。一片嘈杂中，酒局散场。穆忻看看手表，已经是晚上十点半。
陈局签单后，站在饭店门口的一群人很快就互相招呼着作鸟兽散了。穆忻和孟悦悦吁口气，对视一眼，都有点心有余悸的感觉，仿佛劫后余生。但没有庆幸太久，五分钟后，当她俩还站在路边等出租车的时候，陆炳堂的车已经停在她俩面前，那瞬间，无论是穆忻，还是孟悦悦，大脑都有点停摆。
“上车，去唱歌。”陆炳堂招呼两人。
孟悦悦和穆忻不约而同都在第一时间内找出各种理由拒绝。孟悦悦的理由是“要回家等妈妈的电话”，穆忻的理由是“杨谦不在家，要回去照顾公婆”。但陈局两句话就打发了这些借口：“KTV也不是不能打电话；你公婆都是成年人了，会照顾自己，再说也不会很晚，这都十点半了，最多一个小时就回家。”
看两人还有点不情愿，陈局略拿出一点上司的威严：“难得今天大伙儿喝得挺好，别扫兴，快上车。”
穆忻和孟悦悦又互相看对方一眼，只是一愣神的功夫陆炳堂已经打开车门像哄孩子一样把两人推上车：“快上车，别耽误时间。”
车门阖上，汽车呼啸而去，窗外急速闪过的光影中，孟悦悦紧张地握住穆忻的手，却彼此都感觉到对方汗湿的手心。
“为什么不多叫几个人呢，人多了也热闹。”穆忻硬着头皮笑着问。
“都有孩子，还是早点回家好，”陈局的心情似乎真是不错，也带着笑意答，“你俩还不趁没拖累赶紧玩玩，过几天想玩都没机会了。”
听了这话，穆忻扭头看孟悦悦，只见她苦着一张脸，正在悄悄按手机，想要找人救自己。穆忻几不可闻地叹口气——她知道，杨谦上了案子，这会儿多半是在专案组里吞云吐雾、冥思苦想，他给她何其大的空间，当然还有何其大的不安。
车开得不算慢，只是一转眼就到了KTV——是楼上不对外开放的贵宾房，但在穆忻记忆当中，也不过只余灯光昏暗的暧昧、无法推拒的碰触或是道貌岸然的试探。
唱的歌照旧是□大联唱，从《为了谁》到《沙家浜》，横跨几十年的落差。因为陈局是军队转业干部，所以还有《小白杨》、《驼铃》或是《血染的风采》。陆炳堂一个人分饰三角，唱阿庆嫂的时候眉飞色舞，架势十足。唱到“来的都是客，全凭嘴一张”时，还甚是自然地往前迈一步，拉住穆忻的手，带她站起来。穆忻有点懵，回头看孟悦悦，却见她没什么表情，只是把自己埋在黑影里发木，偶尔有人唱完歌，就故作热情地晃动自己手里的摇铃。但更多时候是隐在昏暗中，借以挡住自己没有笑容的脸。
也是在这个时候，不知陈局是不是错按了“切歌”键，陆大队正投入着的《沙家浜》突然就中断了。陆大队刚想发牢骚，却听到慢三的旋律响起，索性也就放下了手中的话筒，一转身，轻轻揽住穆忻的腰际。
穆忻只觉热血上头，四肢却在瞬间僵滞到好像不是自己的。
再回神时，穆忻听见陆大队在自己耳边低声说话，像是随意的聊天：“听说你是研究生？留在指挥中心接报警是不是有点浪费？”
穆忻只觉得自己已经僵硬得好像一个机器人，手脚全都不知道该怎么放，声音只是故作镇定的平静：“还好，服从组织安排。”
没有任何感□彩的音调，陆炳堂许是感觉到了，轻笑一声，手没动，只是头略垂低一点：“你会跳舞。”
“只会皮毛。”穆忻僵硬地笑一笑，脚下的步子机械地挪着，无比沉重。
“不对，不止皮毛，”陆炳堂感叹，“想不到小穆你还多才多艺，看来我得跟陈局说说，把你借到市局工作一阵子。若是好苗子，应该替市局留下。”
“我应该至少在基层工作三年，这是省委组织部的规定。”穆忻从没有像现在这一刻一样，觉得基层也有基层的好，分局也有分局的安全。
“选调生也不一定非要在基层呆着，”陆炳堂声音里有一丝笑意，“有才能的人总是有往上走的机会，有本事要展露出来，不要藏着掖着。对不对？”
穆忻生硬地微笑一下，不知道黑灯瞎火的陆炳堂能不能看见。只是在转圈时越过陆炳堂的肩膀看见了也在慢悠悠跳舞的陈局和孟悦悦。孟悦悦的脑袋垂着，似乎只在关注自己的脚尖，小心翼翼不要踩到陈局。陈局也不说话，只是一步不乱地踏着舞步，从穆忻的角度看过去，陈局的侧影也是中年男人里风度翩翩的那一种。
只是好在，那晚，许是还不够了解，陆炳堂便只是停留在不愠不火的试探阶段。穆忻全身而退的时候，只