Dangerous Contract

Yu Xing clenched the steering wheel with both hands, and was startled by Tan Zhen who was pounced on him, but he understood the other party's intention in an instant, the tears on his face were still wet, and he struggled symbolically twice against Tan Zhen's hot and humid breath .

"Jump!"

Tan Zhen saw that Deng Xiaoxian in the back row looked frightened, so he roared angrily.

Finally, Deng Xiaoxian realized that it was his good brothers Tan Zhen and Yu Xing who were deliberately acting to let him go, so he hurriedly opened the rear door at the extremely low speed and rolled down.

As soon as Deng Xiaoxian got out of the car, Tan Zhen let go of Yu Xing, and fell back to his seat.

The two looked at the black figure that was getting smaller and smaller under the night street lamp through the rear mirror, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts.

At that moment, Yu Xing remembered the phone call made by the old director Zhao Guangming who had been imprisoned.

"When I was young, like you, I had a passion to fight against all dark and injustice, but... as I got older, I did stupid things."

"But... as a father, I have no regrets about operating on Nana!"

"Calling now, I just want to make a solemn confession to you, good boy, there is still a long way to go, and always be a good person!"

"I... I will accept my fate and take responsibility for my actions."

Yu Xing wiped his face with his hand, and the car returned to the state of moving forward steadily.

"Why do you want to do that? Why do you pretend to be a good person in front of everyone? You are obviously a bad guy!" Yu Xing said to Tan Zhen in a seemingly reproachful tone.

Tan Zhen raised his hand with a smile, and touched the back of Yu Xing's head affectionately, just like when the other party finally got the hang of it when he was a child, and occasionally he could answer a question correctly by himself, and said: "Anyway, I am a bad person, why did I ask you to do that?" sort of thing."

"Let him go, I will confess to the organization myself, and I will take my responsibilities!"

"Come on," Tan Zhen continued to touch the back of Yu Xing's head, "What's wrong with you, what about your grandpa, and besides, how can I bear the loss of a good policeman like you in City A?"

Yu Xing gritted his teeth and gave Tan Zhen a white look, his palms were already sweating.

"You planned it from the beginning, right?"

Now Xing and Tan Zhen were the only two left in the car. It had been a long time since the two of them were alone together. Yu Xing finally asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time.

"What?" Tan Zhen asked.

"You are the son of Tan Guofu, the truck driver, the son of Tan Guofu, the murderer who killed my parents! Why did you approach me? You planned all this, right?"

"Me?" Tan Zhen suddenly felt speechless.

His father once killed Yu Xing's parents because of fatigue driving. Tan Zhen knew about it when he was eight years old.

He still remembered that Yu Xing was a brat at that time, in a deserted home, holding a broken Transformer to play with him.

At first, he secretly took care of and helped Yu Xing, but he felt that Yu Xing was just like himself, a child without a father, so he was moved with compassion.

When he grew up a bit, he found that after Yu Xing was admitted to his key high school, although he recognized him, he didn't reveal his identity.

At that time, he thought, maybe the child would have some opinions about himself after knowing that his father killed his parents.

At that time, he didn't want Yu Xingtu to be troubled and uneasy at all.

The best choice he can make is to make friends with this little brother, and change from secretly protecting him to being explicit.

He still remembered that the short walk between Tan Zhen and Yu Xing after school was the happiest time in his entire senior year of high school.

Only in that moment, he can laugh and make trouble when he wants to, like a young man.

In such a pleasant atmosphere, how could he tell the other party that my father is your enemy who killed your father and mother? !

"What is your premeditation?" Yu Xing asked again, unwilling to give up.

Tan Zhen hesitated to speak, repeated several times, he guessed that this kid, like Su Lang, had secretly investigated his family affairs, but he couldn't speak up to make an excuse, so he was blocked by the other party's cold eyes.

He secretly sighed, thinking about how to make this little brother happy.

Suddenly, a familiar accordion bell sounded from Yu Xing's coat pocket.

Tan Zhen tilted his head and looked at Yu Xing. If he guessed right, the other party should have his mobile phone in his pocket.

Yu Xing angrily took out his mobile phone from his pocket, threw it to Tan Zhen, and said, "When I rushed into the orphanage, I found it at the door. It should have been accidentally dropped by someone while escaping. It was caught by our investigation. I found it, and I recognized it as your mobile phone, so I kept it on my body."

Tan Zhen didn't expect to see his mobile phone again under such a coincidence, and after a slight "so it" in his heart, he quickly picked up the phone.

As expected, Deng Xiaoxian's slightly hoarse voice was on the other side of the phone, as if he had just howled dryly.

"Ah Zhen," Deng Xiaoxian said, "Su Lang is too dangerous, and all the personnel and affairs related to the Su family are too dangerous. I advise you not to get close to them."

Tan Zhen has heard countless versions of this kind of words from different people. Just like any time in the past, this time he is not prepared to let his mind go.Those are outsiders, how can they know what he and Su Lang have experienced.

"Xiaoxian, take care of yourself, find a place to stay and live a good life, I don't want that house, I'll make a homestay according to your wishes, and help you take care of it..."

Deng Xiaoxian sniffed with the whistling evening wind, and continued: "Ah Zhen, wait a minute, I will send two photos to your mobile phone, and then, I will throw away this mobile phone and the mobile phone card...Brother , let’s see each other by fate!”

"Xiaoxian..." Tan Zhenwan's voice hadn't reached the other party's ears before he heard the "beep" sound after the other party hung up.

He gripped the phone tightly with both hands, his thumbs taking turns scrambling on the screen.

He didn't know what photos Deng Xiaoxian would send, which made him flustered.

Suddenly, the phone screen lit up, and Tan Zhen quickly checked the information, only to see that the photo was not very clear, as if it was taken secretly in a hurry.

At the bottom, Xiaoxian sent another text message: "Ah Zhen, I took these two photos in the archives of the orphanage. During the three months you were in a coma, Su Lang investigated your life experience, so I have I know that you were once an orphan adopted from the Q City Welfare Institute. Now that you have been transferred to this orphanage after going round and round, it is also a fate. I once sneaked into the archives room to take a photo with your file, thinking that in case that boy Su Lang One day, I will use your life experience to deceive you, so that you can know your own ins and outs."

Tan Zhen read the text message carefully, and before he had time to click on the photo to see what happened, he quickly called back the phone.

However, the other end of the phone seemed to have fallen into an endless night, and no one answered.

He really lost his phone!

Thinking of this, Tan Zhen couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

He turned to the information bar again and clicked on the first photo.

In the photo is a little boy about two years old. Standing alone seems to be a little frightened. His face shows a rare tension and forbearance for children of that age. He is holding the bench next to him with one hand and holding a Teddy in the other Bear.

Tan Zhen looked at the background behind the little boy, and suddenly his head buzzed. This time, the sense of familiarity that he didn't find in the Q City Welfare Institute was conveyed through this photo.

The gray tones, rough benches, and uneven ground are incompatible with the little boy's exquisite children's suit.

A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Tan Zhen's mouth, and he slid his thumb over the teddy bear in the little boy's arms, thinking, Was I once so rich.

He changed his mind and continued to click on the second photo, which was the information form that Tan Zhen filled out when he entered the park.

The vigorous and powerful pen writing is obviously very concerned about this child.Tan Zhen clicked on the picture to enlarge it, and suddenly saw the three words "Man Xiaofeng" in the name column.

"Man...Man Xiaofeng...Xiao Man..." Tan Zhen muttered to himself, ignoring the strange gazes from Yu Xing who was beside him, he suddenly understood.

Three months after he was in a coma, in the dream he had, the aunts in the orphanage called him "Xiaoman" all over the place. He heard from the sister next door that he was sent here during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he was called "Full Moon". .

Actually...Actually, am I born with a full surname?

Tan Zhen thought so, the mobile phone in his hand turned into a black screen at some point, he leaned back in the chair wearily, and slowly closed his eyes.

The author has something to say: Good night, continue tomorrow!