Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

He Wei was too lazy to glance at them and said, "If you don't want to leave, don't leave. Stay here. Tell them not to make any noise and disturb our work, otherwise I will arrest them for obstructing public service."

Don’t you have to see Xu Mei?

If we go to the detention center, maybe the mother and daughter can be kept in the same room.

Han Yang turned his head to look at He Wei's back as he walked towards the office, then raised his hand to stroke his trembling heart.

Ever since He Wei started dating, his tone hasn't been so unkind for a long time.

I haven't seen Bai Jian'an in person for three days, and it seems that he has reached his limit.

Han Yang turned his head and looked at the closed door, prepared himself mentally to be entangled by the couple, and conveyed He Wei's orders.

He put his hand on the door handle and just took a deep breath, bang!

The door at the end of the corridor suddenly opened.

Han Yang was so frightened that his breathing stagnated. He turned around and saw He Wei, who had just returned to the office less than a minute ago, coming out again.

"Boss."

"I'm going to the Anti-Drug Brigade. Call me if you have anything."

He Wei passed by Han Yang like the wind without even a glance.

Since that day, He Wei has become a real celebrity in the anti-drug brigade.

Good or bad, truly outrageous, all kinds of rumors kept Wei Yan from even stopping to eat.

He didn't know who started the rumor, so naturally he didn't know how to refute He Wei. He could only do what he had to do until... the "eye of the typhoon" stood in front of him.

Wei Yan’s eyes widened.

He instinctively looked around to make sure there was no one around, then pulled He Wei to a corner: "Why are you here?"

"Of course I have something to talk to you about."

"what's up?"

Wei Yan appeared calm on the surface, but he was terribly frightened inside.

Don't see him.

Don't see him.

Don't ever see him.

"I want to see him." Howe said calmly.

Wei Yan closed his eyes. At this moment, no one wanted to die more than him.

"Yes or no?"

Wei Yan opened his eyes and leaned against the wall helplessly, "What do you think?"

He wondered why Lin Dong was so fond of He Wei.

Such a big thing passed by quietly, and they didn't even hear about the notice of criticism.

"Really can't see him?"

Wei Yan felt that He Wei had something else in mind, and asked suspiciously, "Are you here to see him?"

"Finally reacted."

"Then what are you going to do?"

He Wei put his hands in his pockets, faced Wei Yan, and said straight to the point: "I want to see his gun."

Although I don’t know what He Wei is going to do next, it’s always better to look at the gun than the person.

Moreover, he could just watch the gun being fired from the side, so there was nothing He Wei could do.

After a brief consideration, Wei Yan handed the gun in the evidence bag to He Wei.

Howe put on his gloves, took out his gun and removed the holster.

Wei Yan stretched his head over and saw a line of numbers engraved inside the black holster.

He Wei squinted and then took a photo with his mobile phone.

Looking at the pistol that was put back into the bag, Wei Yan asked in surprise, "Is it done?"

He Wei nodded, took off his gloves, raised his hand and patted Wei Yan on the shoulder.

"grateful."

Wei Yan curled his lips.

If He Wei had not beaten anyone in front of their main building, he should be the one to be thanked for providing clues and helping them to take down the Qiyanshan drug factory.

He turned to look at Howie's leaving back, then looked down at the pistol in the bag.

Does the string of numbers engraved on the holster have any special meaning?

——Yuean People's Hospital——

The night after.

The door of the ward was gently opened.

Ryo Kuriyama, who was in a light sleep, moved his ears alertly.

He remained calm, his right hand quietly moved to his waist, and grasped the handle of the butterfly knife.

The sound of very light footsteps seemed to be there and not there, as if it was not a person coming, but a nimble cat.

Kuriyama Ryo held his breath and calculated in his mind the best time to launch a sneak attack.

Three, two, one!

The moment Kuriyama Ryo stood up, the blade drew a dazzling white light in the darkness.

Outside the window, the cold white light hit the face of the person who came.

He Wei!

Kuriyama Ryo was so shocked that he didn't have time to retract the knife he had swung.

In a flash, He Wei raised his head slightly and the butterfly blade flashed past his eyes.

The fact that He Wei was almost hurt made Kuriyama Ryo break out in a cold sweat.

He turned to look at Bai Jianan.

Bai Ji'an lay on the bed as if nothing had happened, his breathing slow, light and shallow.

"you……"

He Wei put his index finger in front of his lips and made a "hush" gesture.

Ryo Kuriyama nodded in shock and walked around the bed to give them some space alone.

He Wei tiptoed over a chair and placed it in front of Bai Jian'an's bed, staring at his right hand that was tightly bandaged without blinking.

Suddenly, He Wei came to his senses and sighed in his heart.

What on earth was he thinking.

They haven't seen each other for three days. Even though he feels like each day is a year, the injury on Bai Jian'an's arm will still heal little by little according to the real time.

Exactly the same as when he left.

He Wei's eyes lingered on Bai Jian'an's eyebrows, as if he would never be satisfied no matter how hard he looked or how long he looked.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Jian'an's hand.

want to touch.

I'm going crazy wanting to touch her.

But if he did that, Bai Ji'an would definitely be woken up by him.

Forget it.

Howe sat in a chair.

It was enough to just watch him quietly until he left before the sun rose.

After looking at it for half an hour, He Wei suddenly remembered an important clue in the mobile phone album.

He opened Bai Ji'an's dialog box and sent the internal codes of Kusaka Takao and "Spade Q"'s holsters to Bai Ji'an respectively.

chug.

In the quiet ward, the vibration sound of Bai Ji'an's cell phone under his pillow was particularly clear.

"He Wei..."

Bai Ji'an closed his eyes, murmured his name, and put his hand under the pillow.

He took out his cell phone and the moment he opened his eyes to check the message, he met He Wei's apologetic eyes.

"Howie?"

Thinking he was dreaming, Bai Ji'an confirmed it again and again.

"is it you?"

He thought that whatever he thought about during the day he would dream about at night.

"Yes." He Wei held Bai Ji'an's hand unscrupulously, "It's me."

After not seeing each other for three days, Bai Jian'an's composure was already very much gone.

He half-propped himself up, and He Wei immediately helped him put the pillow behind him.

He glanced at the phone on Bai Jian'an's legs and said listlessly, "I always silence my phone before going to bed. What happened today?"

The vibration was turned on.

Bai Ji'an smiled slightly and said honestly: "I was worried that I wouldn't be able to hear you and would miss your call."

He felt that He Wei was the busiest during the day, and in the early morning and late at night, he might be able to take some time to rest and say a few words to him before going to bed.

Even just a voice message, just listen to the sound.

He Wei frowned and looked at Bai Jian'an with guilt in his eyes.

"Ji An, I'm sorry..."

"Stop."

Bai Ji'an pressed He Wei's lips with his index finger.

"You did what you were supposed to do, you did nothing wrong, you don't need to apologize."

He Wei held Bai Jian'an's hand and pressed it against his cheek, closed his eyes, and pressed his warm lips against the back of his hand, devoutly and eagerly.