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Song Yanran gradually calmed down, and gently broke free from Xiao Jian's embrace, "Jian, why did fate play such a joke on us? Do you know? I feel really bitter."

He nodded and said, "I know, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"No, don't say that, everyone has the right to pursue love, maybe I owe you in my previous life, Jian, the sky is about to dawn, will you sleep? Can you sleep with me? I like your arms so much "But when Song Yanran thought of Li Moxin's existence, her expression suddenly became gloomy.

How could Xiao Jian not know what Song Yanran was thinking, he hugged her silently and walked towards the bed...

If Xiao Jian said that he was hugging a beautiful woman, and the lonely man and widow did nothing after midnight, no one would believe him.

As the saying goes, there is no cat in the world that does not eat fishy food, but Xiao Jian is the unlucky cat who wants to eat but dare not eat, and suffers in the middle of the night.

At noon the next day, Xiao Jian and Song Yanran found Yan Hongxing's address based on clues, and knocked on the door.

"Who are you looking for?" An old woman appeared at the door.

"Auntie, is this Yan Hongxing's home?" Song Yanran asked.

"Yan Hongxing? I don't know, wait a minute, I'll ask my old man." The old woman blocked the door, turned her head and shouted into the room: "Old man, who is Yan Hongxing?"

"Who is looking for him?" An old man came out of the bedroom and came to the door.

"Uncle, isn't this Yan Hongxing's home?" Song Yanran heard that the old man seemed to know Yan Hongxing.

"He moved away a long time ago. This house has been sold to me for more than ten years. Are you his friends?" the old man asked.

"Uncle, do you have his current address or contact information?" Xiao Jian asked.

"Young man, I'm sorry, I really don't have his address and number, why don't you ask someone else." The old man gave the old woman a hand, intending to see off the guests and close the door.

Song Yanran knew that there would be no result if she asked again, so she said thank you and went downstairs with Xiao Jian.

"Yan Ran, the old man obviously doesn't want to talk about it, so what should we do?" Xiao Jian waited for Song Yanran to get into the car, looking very frustrated. He thought it was a simple matter, but it turned out like this.

"I asked, and there is no contact information for him at the Public Security Bureau. After retirement, the salary is paid by social security. That's right! Look at my brain, I can find him through the bank." Song Yanran patted Get off the seat, all of a sudden excited.

After making a few phone calls, Song Yanran said to Xiao Jian: "Let's find a place to have dinner first, and we'll have news in a while."

Girl Mountain is a small mountain located in the suburbs of Xianyang City, more than 50 kilometers away from the city. The mountain is not high, and the forests on the mountain are very dense. Although it is the middle of winter, the leaves are falling off, and there is no green eyes, but it still looks very quiet.

At the foot of the hill there were three stone houses surrounded by a hedge of bramble branches.A white-haired man was basking in the sun on a deck chair.His eyes were slightly closed, his face seemed calm, but the wrinkles on his brows showed the depression in his heart.

This person was Yan Hongxing, a traffic policeman who had gone through the retirement formalities in advance.

Suddenly, Yan Hongxing seemed to hear something, opened his eyes, got up and looked into the distance.

The dirt road leading to the stone house was filled with dust, and it was obvious that a car was coming.

Yan Hongxing felt nervous for a while, there had been no cars coming to this place for more than ten years, who would come?
Yan Hongxing subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but after hesitating again and again, he still stayed in the small courtyard, "Ah! What should come will always come, and I have to bear my own faults!"

Ten minutes later, a car stopped in front of the stone house, and Xiao Jian and Song Yanran got out of the car.

Yan Hongxing went up to meet her, tried her best to restrain her emotions, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Song Yanran was surprised when she saw Yan Hongxing. This person was much older than expected.

"Hello, are you Yan Hongxing?" Song Yanran asked.

"I am, are you from Jinghua City?" Song Yanran and Xiao Jian had extraordinary bearing, not like people from a small place.

Xiao Jian and Song Yanran nodded, Xiao Jian was very polite, and he walked up to Yan Hongxing, "We are from Jinghua City, Officer Yan, there is something I want to talk to you about."

After getting an affirmative answer, Yan Hongxing's face became very stiff, "How did you find me?"

Xiao Jian said with a smile: "Officer Yan, now is the information society, as long as people don't die, they can be found."

Yan Hongxing nodded and said: "That's true, alas! I'm no longer a policeman, and the police officer doesn't need to mention it."

Song Yanran said: "In this case, let's call you uncle, can you invite us in for a sit down?"

"Please enter the house, since you can find me, it means that you are not ordinary people." Yan Hongxing invited Xiao Jian and Song Yanran into the stone house.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a bed, a table, a few chairs, nothing more.

Xiao Jian looked around, but he didn't see any electric lights or other electrical appliances, so he couldn't help asking strangely: "Uncle, could it be that you practice here?"

Yan Hongxing smiled wryly and said: "This little brother is right. After so many years, I have gotten used to this kind of clean life, which is similar to spiritual practice."

Song Yanran asked, "Why is that? Are you alone here?"

Yan Hongxing didn't answer, but looked out the door silently.

Xiao Jian didn't want to waste any more time, so he asked straight to the point: "Uncle, do you still remember the car accident that Li Zhongcheng had?"

Hearing the words Li Zhongcheng, Yan Hongxing's body visibly trembled. He sat silently in the chair, and at the same time stretched out his hand to signal Xiao Jian and Song Yanran to sit down as well.

"Do you believe in karma?" Yan Hongxing answered irrelevantly.

"What do you mean by that?" Xiao Jian asked.

"When I knew that you came from Jinghua City, I knew why you came. For so many years, I have suffered from the torment of my conscience all the time. The tragic scene at the scene flashed in my mind from time to time. I have fallen to the point where I am today , It's all retribution! I asked for it myself." Fog appeared in Yan Hongxing's eyes, and his voice trembled slightly.

Song Yanran secretly turned on the recorder, "Uncle, it's been so many years, don't blame yourself, the most important thing now is to restore the truth at that time, let the dead rest in peace, the wounded feel at ease, and the perpetrators get the punishment they deserve. "

Yan Hongxing nodded, "Yeah, instead of suffering so much, it's better to tell the truth. I've had enough these years!"

Speaking of this, Yan Hongxing's emotions became obviously agitated. He pointed to his hair and said: "Look, I'm not yet 60 years old, and my hair is all white. You have also seen what kind of life I live. Leaving me, I was also forced to stay away from urban life and civilized society, and the price of all this was only 200 million yuan!"

Neither Xiao Jian nor Song Yanran made a sound. Although Yan Hongxing hadn't revealed the truth of the incident, they already understood that the car accident must have hidden a big secret.

"Sin! I sold my soul for 200 million yuan!" Yan Hongxing inserted his hands into his white hair and tried hard. At this moment, he felt that the greatest pain in the world was losing himself!