Mo Yang

"I still don't understand, how did you add Cai Zijie's name to the list of illegal fundraising?" After returning to Moyang Internet Cafe for lunch, Qiao Yang thought something was wrong no matter what, he activated his secret skills and stuck to Han Mo to ask questions.

Han Mo was always very patient with him, explaining: "Old Qin's so-called elder brother is a fake. The 20 in his bank card is our own money from Mo Yang, just to make Sun Changming take the bait. Out of respect for me Cai Zijie believed in my judgment, did not consider the truth of the matter, and wanted to get ahead of me, so he automatically fell into the trap. Afterwards, he talked with the leader of the illegal fundraising and secretly recorded the evidence. , sent a text message to leave written evidence, and then took advantage of the time when the fake police detained Cai Zijie, stole his money and paid it to the illegal fund-raising gang, took a photo of his ID card and sent it to keep the bottom, and finally called to make a report. Just good citizens who broke the law and committed crimes."

"It's just that, after doing so much, you still dare to say it. Believe it or not, let me cry for you?" Qiao Yang said with emotion, "So, in the end, Cai Zijie's 100 million yuan fell into your hands."

"Yes. The police will only think that he still has a secret account somewhere. The money will be treated as a bad debt on the official side. After all, in the face of an illegal financing amount of 1 million, the whereabouts of 100 million is not important anymore." Han Mo said.

"Well, 6 in cash, 20 in transfer money, 26 per person after three or four months of hard work, this income is really a little low..." the professor muttered, wrapping a suit jacket with a plastic protective sleeve and putting it in the suitcase , "Fortunately, it's still interesting, and I don't feel bad. Mohuhu, let's plan for short-term and high-income ones next. The team has grown. How can a small order of more than 100 million be enough for 5 people?"

"I think it's okay." Tutu put away the sheets on her pink-blue bed, "Fun is more important than money. If it's not enough, just kick the guy who gets in the way. It's the same with him or without him." As she spoke, she glanced at Qiao Yang lightly.

Qiao Yang has gotten used to Tutu's gaze, anyway, this girl always looks like "lashing you with words" to everyone, but it took her a while to understand what the two of them were talking about just now: "Wait a minute, you split the money Count me in? I won't ask for it."

The other three people who were packing up in the underground hall were taken aback.

Qiao Yang still felt that he didn't speak clearly enough, so he added: "In the future, you don't have to worry about me when you share the money, and I won't join you."

"Tutu and I will go up to have a cup of milk tea, Mohu, you two can talk alone." The professor ran away without hesitation, pulling the venomous Tutu.

Han Mo looked at Qiao Yang for a while, sighed, and sat down beside Qiao Yang: "Tell me the reason for your refusal?"

"Ah Mo, you really have a talent for deception. Your intentions are kind, and the deceptions you devise are thrilling. The internal relationship between you and Mo Yang is very interesting, and the process of defeating the enemy is very enjoyable... ..." Qiao Yang chose to raise first and then lower.

Han Mo heard this and motioned him to continue: "But?"

"But what you did was wrong. No matter how righteous the starting point is, a fraud is a fraud; no matter how you deal with the stolen money, a crime is a crime." Qiao Yang's words were a bit unreasonable, "What you are upholding is just your self-righteous justice, you Defend neither the victim nor the perpetrator, but yourself."

"...I didn't expect," Han Mo squeezed his brows, "After fully experiencing Cai Zijie and Ji Fuchang's incident, you would say that. Little Sun..."

"Call me Qiao Yang." Qiao Yang firmly rejected this Mo Yang's internal code name.

Han Mo took a short breath before continuing: "...Little Qiao, I know you are a person with a strong sense of morality and justice. In the MLM organization, you observe me all the time, but I am also observing you. I I have always believed that no matter how good our relationship is, no matter what you have promised, when the police question you, you will definitely confess me without hesitation, so in my original plan, there will only be one time between you and me In the short reunion, you were disappointed in me and let go of your obsession, I have an explanation for you, farewell, but you exceeded my expectations and made me miscalculate."

"Between me and the justice in your heart, you have chosen me. So even though you know that I am suspicious and a liar, you still grit your teeth in front of the 'police', right?" Han Mo raised his hand Rubbing his earlobe, this seems to be his habitual action when he is restless or thinking, "After that night, I decided to let you join us, trust you unconditionally, and open everything about Moyang to you... But you Let me miscalculate again, Mrs. Xiao Qiao."

Very rare, this ink fox showed clumsy confusion on his face. He looked into Qiao Yang's eyes searchingly and asked, "Why? I can see that you are fascinated by deception, I can see that you like my tricks, and you don't want to be fooled." It can be seen that you are willing to stay with me... the few of us, I don't understand why you don't want to join us, you have obviously chosen me..."

"I was just fascinated by the beautiful scenery on the side of the road and deviated from the direction. I always want to get back on track." Qiao Yang drew a straight road with his hands, "For me, the law is very important, procedural justice is very important, fairness and openness The sentencing is very important... Your world fascinates me, Ah Mo, but I don't belong there, as if I were a bird, envious of your sea, but I can't sink, I will die."

Han Mo stared at Qiao Yang with heart-stopping black eyes, and the latter was at a loss for what to do, wishing to cover the other's eyes with his hands so as not to be shaken.

"Between you and the justice I uphold, I admit that I chose you. Don't worry, even if I go back, I will keep silent about the matter of Mo Yang. But I don't think I am doing the right thing, do you understand? I am willing to do a wrong thing for you, but I will not deceive myself and pretend that I am right. There is another sentence, whether you like to hear it or not, I have to ask you: Mo, do you really think what you are doing is right? "

"You think I'm wrong." Han Mo observed Qiao Yang's face carefully, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart.

"I think you are wrong," Qiao Yang said unceremoniously, as straightforward as ever, "You have to correct this mistake, wash your hands and even surrender yourself."

Han Mo lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then left the sofa and rummaged in his luggage for a while, and sat back with a box in his hand. He motioned to Qiao Yang to open the box.

Qiao Yang acted as he said, and found that there were two necklaces with black leather straps and pendants inside. One pendant was in the shape of a totem sun, and the other was in the shape of an hourglass. He asked, "What are these?"

"I prepared a graduation gift for the two of us. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to give it away. I have kept it with me all these years." Han Mo showed nostalgic look on his face, "Choose one."

Qiao Yang felt his heart swell and sore. He didn't dare to look at Han Mo's face. He lowered his head to study the necklace: "The sun represents me, right? The hourglass represents you? Why is it an hourglass?"

"The hourglass represents time, and time will give solutions and answers to all problems." Han Mo said in a low voice, with a solemn tone, as if this sentence was his motto.

Qiao Yang nodded, reached out to pick up the sun pendant, twisted the knob on the rope, and hooked his index finger to Han Mo.

Han Mo obediently stretched his head over, inexplicably reminding Qiao Yang of a cat obediently asking its master to wear a collar, or a leopard bowing its head to recognize its master.He shook his hand, shook his head to throw out the strange association, and stretched out his hand to put on the necklace for the other party: "The sun will bring it to you, I hope you will remember what I said today, not what you are doing is right, if you are wrong, Just admit and correct your mistakes."

Han Mo also picked up the hourglass necklace and put it on Qiao Yang: "Then you take the hourglass and take my words: time will tell us the answer. After a year, we will know whether it is right or wrong."

Two young men sat on the couch, staring at each other's necks.After watching it for a while, I felt awkward, so I laughed at the same time.

Han Mo said in a very emotional tone: "The farewell gift prepared three years ago is now in use, and it is very appropriate."

"Well, according to the procedure, it's time to give each other a parting hug." After Qiao Yang finished speaking, he took the initiative to hug each other.Since the reunion, what impresses me most is the hugs offered by the other party: whether it was the consolation when we first met, or the comfort in the interrogation room...Qiao Yang thought, this time it's my turn to take the initiative!

Han Mo was hugged by Qiao Yang, and he put his arms around his back.

They hugged each other quietly, and Han Mo said, "Goodbye, Qiao Yang."

"Goodbye, Han Mo."

The author has something to say: Ha!ha!ha!

Can't think of it! ! !

Qiao Yang is leaving hahahaha!

Our little sun is a principled and upright idiot (mother's face is relieved)

See you tomorrow~