【Hua Ning】Throat seal

Three o'clock in the morning, Metropolitan Police Department.

Yuanguang counted his fingers and found that he and Hanako had also known each other for about three years.

The relationship between people is a wonderful existence-often because of an inadvertent node, the two lines intersect and collide for a short time, and after three or four contacts, they may remain careless on the surface, but they maintain it in private. The close trading relationship is connected by a thin layer of interest ties, as fragile as a layer of thin ice that cannot withstand wind and waves—just like them.

Although the other party is ruthless, vile, and has its own way, and never takes the Metropolitan Police Department seriously, but——

Yuanguang turned around and looked, Hanako was sitting on the spare chair, with her head down, unable to see her expression clearly.He looked a little uneasy, rubbing his hands back and forth on the broken cane, his fingertips turned white.

——It was the first time he had seen such a helpless, flustered, impulsive and thoughtless Hanako.

"...'Master No. [-]' came to the Metropolitan Police Department late at night." He switched off the buzzing kettle, poured a cup of hot water, and handed it over in a paper cup. I want to be on the headlines tomorrow.”

Hanako took the hot water, but she didn't return her words, she just said thank you in a low voice.

Yuan Guang sighed, "Fortunately, I am on duty tonight... Tell me, what's the matter?"

Hanako spoke succinctly, from the cause to the result in less than five sentences, and summed it up in eight words: I was deceived, Baxun is gone.

Yuan Guang was checking the list of documents, and almost breathed out when he heard the last sentence, and his mouth was full of hot water: "It's gone!? What's it called gone??"

Hanako moved, and a snow-white hand protruded from the shadow, and took the warm paper cup: "It's gone."

He raised his eyes indifferently, looking at the pale and glaring lights, his voice was like a cold and steady line, without any ups and downs: "Literally, it's gone. It's Saito, my... housekeeper."

"Your home?"

"I knew something was wrong when your file came in," he paused, and worded quickly in his mind, "I just, um, I just didn't expect the ghost to be from the family...nor Thinking that their target will be Yahiro. You are right, those underground businessmen have never given up. They have been staring at Yahiro since half a month ago. Tonight, under the name of the underground trading market, The purpose of my lure out is to let Saito take Yahiro away."

Yuanguang felt a headache—the disappearance case was completely closed two days ago, and there was still a small amount of follow-up work to be dealt with.He originally planned to bring Baxun back to the Metropolitan Police Department within this week, but something went wrong that night.The other party was someone from an underground trading place—the Metropolitan Police Department has never had a direct conflict with an underground organization. In Brother Hui's words, starting a war in a gang den is not what a sensible policeman should do.

"Then what are you going to do?" Yuan Guang leaned on the back of the chair with his arms crossed, pinching the center of his brows, "...Let me explain, whether their purpose is human trafficking or organ trafficking is still unclear—— But she definitely won't let her go just like that. After all, she has no father or mother now, and no one will look for her if she is missing. As a commodity, it is simply the right time, place and people. In the final analysis, this matter happened in your On the site, you, as the 'Master No. [-]', should be settled, so what is your purpose in coming to me now?"

Hanako stopped talking—he lowered his head, buried himself in the shadows again, and silently pinched the corner of the paper cup.

Yuan Guang didn't urge him, and turned his gaze back to the document paper in front of him.He knew that the other party would not have a better life than him now, in other words, he might suffer much more than him.

It was raining patter outside—it rarely rained in the first month of the lunar year, and it fell quickly and urgently, with a cool wind rushing down, melting the thick layer of snow into fine pieces of thin ice.He turned the kettle on again, and steam rose from the paper cup. The milky white mist hadn't dissipated yet, when suddenly there was a slight sound coming from his side.

"...I want to make a deal with you." Hanako raised her head.

The young policeman froze for a moment, shook his hand holding the paper cup, and hot water spilled all over the table.

"You, with me? Make a deal?"

"Young man, I'm afraid." His voice suddenly softened, and his shoulders began to tremble.He hugged his knees, huddled in the dark mottled behind the light tube, looking confused and helpless: "I don't know why I'm afraid... Like I told you before, she's just an ordinary person, and I have only been in contact with her for half a month, and whether she is dead or alive has nothing to do with me. But, I don't understand what's going on. If the other party is not Baxun, it can be anyone, I can just rush in The stronghold will take out a nest of people, but that is Baxun, I dare not, I dare not bet."

Only at this moment, Yuan Guang saw a little shadow of a young man in him - panic, urgency, and bewilderment.He almost forgot that the majestic "Mr. Hanako" and "Master No. 15" in front of him, although he has countless titles on his shoulders, has been in black and white since a few years ago-but he just children.Aside from those empty titles, he is just a [-]-year-old kid.

"Cooperate with me, boy," Hanako took a deep breath, and threw out her chips, "You bring someone to help me rescue her, and when it's done, you catch me back."

Yuan Guang froze in place, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Catch you...back?"

"Hmm," Hanako smiled. "Catch me back and go to jail."