National treasure

In the sky, the light of the sun gradually came out, but in a moment, Shi Qing turned into fish-belly white, and the morning sun was about to rise.

Zhong Zhe stood on the side of the boat, with the wind blowing in his face, watching the patrol boat slow down and approach the shore.

Xiao Na was cut on her left arm and was sent to the hospital for stitches as soon as she got ashore; Zhang Yu suffered some minor injuries and stayed in the water where the accident occurred to cooperate with the marine police to deal with the next thing; And the leader of the action team has gathered around to report to him and seek instructions.

Zhong Zhe looked around the pier slowly, the obstacles had been cleared, and what happened last night seemed to be far away, the sky was clear and the clouds were light, shining on the earth, and there was an unreal sense of memory.

People were running and busy, and he walked to the shit shovel officer's car, fully aware that everything was over.

"Uncle Gao!"

Zhong Zhe didn't expect that Uncle Gao would touch the pier and wait for him.

"Why are you here? Coco she..."

"Don't be sorry, the staff in the hospital have explained it to us. I just came here, and the excrement shovel officer also talked to me a few words. You should be more cautious when you do that." Uncle Gao waved generously Waving, "I'm more anxious staying at home, I'd better come and see you."

He looked at Zhong Zhe carefully again, "No injury, everything is fine." Uncle Gao rubbed his hands, "I can rest assured. Otherwise, I am really sorry for your father..." As he spoke, The old man was a little depressed again.

Zhong Zhe shook his head, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Cheng Ling was walking towards the two of them, and stopped a few meters away. Uncle Gao happened to be facing him. Seeing this, he laughed and patted Zhong Zhe's arm, "Someone is looking for you, you go and find him first." After talking, we will go home together."

Zhong Zhe turned around, and saw the morning sun passing through the clouds, emitting pieces of golden light, and Cheng Ling was walking towards him stepping on the broken gold on the ground.He bowed his head and smiled, facing the statue of David in his heart.

He stood still in front of Cheng Ling, if he wanted to, he would just look up at him without moving an inch until he forgot about time and space.

Sensing Zhong Zhe's overly focused eyes, Cheng Ling couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Zhe thought for a while, and then said: "Should I just ask Aunt Chen to prepare a room for the night? Or," he paused, and asked cautiously, "Are you not going back to Uncle Gao?"

As Cheng Ling listened, he couldn't help but lose his rhythm of breathing.He never thought that Zhong Zhe would take the initiative to invite him, let alone that he would be unsure of his intentions.

He thought he had made it clear enough.

He looked into Zhong Zhe's eyes and said, "I'll go back. One room is fine, you can live in whatever you want."

He fulfilled his wish to see the person in front of him smiling, his face was brighter than the morning light.

He couldn't help lowering his head, and approached Zhong Zhe's ear, "I still have a lot of things to deal with, you go back with Uncle Gao first, have a good sleep and rest, and wait for me."

Zhong Zhe was about to say something else, but in the distance, the voices of the excrement shovel officer greeting Cheng Ling came from afar.

He stopped talking, and the two looked deeply at each other, the morning breeze blew, and silence was better than sound.

Cheng Ling had to let go of the love in his heart, looked at the crowd and said, "It's time for me to go."

Zhong Zhe nodded, and was about to turn around and leave when Cheng Ling pulled him back to his side without any trace, "Wait, do you want to know my real name?"

Zhong Zhe's beautiful eyes almost burst out of the rainbow.

Cheng Ling was so teased by his appearance that his heart almost didn't belong to him.

He stabilized and stood like a pine, just like when we met for the first time, he stretched out his hand and formally introduced: "My name is Cheng Ling, successful Cheng, Lingyun's Ling."

Zhong Zhe also straightened his clothes, showed the most perfect etiquette, and returned a formal handshake, "Zhong Zhe, the philosopher of philosophy."

Now that he finally knows his real name, nothing makes Zhong Zhe happier than this, but he has never forgotten what Cheng Ling told him at the beginning.

He hesitated and asked: "Wei, won't you violate the regulations by doing this?"

"What did you call me?" Cheng Ling shook his head, approached rather dissatisfied, and whispered to Zhong Zhe, "Do you know how long I have been waiting, no matter day or night, I want to hear you call my name .”

Zhong Zhe inexplicably felt his face burning, and he said softly, "Cheng Ling."

The call sounded like a long-lost piece of music, and the echoing notes lingered between the two for a long time.

Cheng Ling stood up straight, his eyes turned to the distance, and he seemed to casually say to Zhong Zhe: "Article [-] of the internal rules, under certain conditions, except for family members, it is allowed to reveal the real name."

He turned around and strode away. It took a few seconds for the shocked Zhong Zhe to fully accept the truth in his words.

Soon, Zhong Zhe followed Uncle Gao into the car, the engine started, and Cheng Ling felt something in his heart. He looked up from the bustling crowd and watched the car disappear at the crossbar of the pier exit.

In the early morning, there was little traffic on the highway, and Uncle Gao drove smoothly and steadily. Looking at the tired Zhong Zhe, he pointed to the thermos cup on the drink rack and said, "This is the soup made by your aunt Chen. , it’s cheaper for us. If you haven’t eaten water or rice all night, you should drink two sips before going to bed.”

Zhong Zhe nodded in agreement, opened the lid of the cup, and the aroma overflowed. The oil slick was removed from the chicken soup, and there were only shredded chicken and light bamboo fungus. Take a sip to warm your stomach and digest it.Zhong Zhe drank half of the can in satisfaction, completely relaxed his nerves, and fell asleep at some point.

When Zhong Zhe was asleep, someone delivered a report to Cheng Ling. It was Zhong Ke's medical examination report. He asked the person as usual, "Is the little girl all right?"

"Reporting sir, according to the test report, there is nothing serious. I was a little frightened mentally. The doctor said that I should be fine after a while. It's just a little bit."

"A little bit of what?"

The visitor stepped forward, turned to a specific page of the report, and pointed it out to Cheng Ling.

"There were residues in the urine test, which confirmed that someone had taken drugs. That's why Zhong Ke was in a coma for a while. When he recounted the process, he couldn't explain the whole process of the kidnapping very clearly."

Cheng Ling raised his head and closed the file.

"I see."

When the visitor left, Cheng Ling was lost in thought. Why did Director Gao remain sober when Zhong Ke was drugged? Big, but still more dangerous than a ten-year-old girl.Is it because I accidentally swallowed not enough doses, so I woke up too early, and even heard the robbers talking in the car.

Cheng Ling's thoughts were interrupted by the shit shovel officer, and the logistics team sent someone to search the park thoroughly.

A few kilometers away, Uncle Gao drove Zhong Zhe and finally arrived at the destination.

The vehicle stopped, and Zhong Zhe, who was asleep, was pushed awake. The scenery outside the car window was so familiar that Zhong Zhe, who was overwhelmed by sleepiness, thought he was still asleep. Waking up suddenly, he blurted out: "Uncle Gao, why did we go back to Zhongshan again? Didn't we go back to your house?"

"I think it's a little thing to do on the way, I hope you don't mind, let's get off first."

Zhong Zhe got out of the car in doubt. After closing the car door, he looked up and saw Uncle Gao looked at him coldly over the roof of the car. He didn't know when there was an extra gun in his hand, and the black muzzle pointed directly at him.

Dazed, suspicious, unbelievable, angry, too many mysteries... Zhong Zhe stood on the side of the car in a daze for dozens of seconds.

"Why, is it hard to accept?"

Uncle Gao raised his gun and slowly walked around from the front of the car.

Not only is it difficult to accept, it is simply unreasonable, "Why, Uncle Gao, how is this possible? You have worked with your father for so long, starting from childhood, every winter and summer vacation, for so many years, all kinds of memories...how could it be?"

Zhong Zhe couldn't help shaking his head. Could it be that everyone was wrong and everyone was deceived?The person in front of him was once so familiar, but now he is as strange as a monster.

"People change, Zhong Zhe. No one stays the same."

Seeing the person on the other side say such words so calmly and peacefully, it was like a devil in human skin.

"No, this can't be called an excuse, Gao Jianye, you used to be an executive of the Ministry of Education and the director of the National Cultural Museum! You are treason!"

Shocked, Zhong Zhe gradually came to his senses, and the crisis crept into his heart. He pretended to be at a loss, and quietly pressed the cuff buttons on his shirt.

In the science and technology park across the river, Cheng Ling, who was searching the entire area with the logistics team, accidentally discovered that Zhong Zhe had turned on the communication.

In the blink of an eye, the oversensitivity of professional training quickly flashed through his mind the previous suspicion that Zhong Zhe was with Gao Jianye.He turned on the communication, and after hearing Zhong Zhe's questioning, his heart sank.

On the other end of the communication, Zhong Zhe said sharply: "When did you start betraying? Does my father's death have anything to do with you?"

Gao Jianye's voice came clearly from inside, "No, I can assure you that your father's death has nothing to do with Gao Jianye."

"Finally, you are worthy of this friendship, but you are really worthless for my father, and you are a friend of a thief! But fortunately, he doesn't have to see you become like this, so he won't suffer the pain of cutting out his heart."

On the other end of the communication, Cheng Ling didn't even have time to say hello to the person in charge of the logistics team.

He broke away from the team in the opposite direction, ran all the way out of the building he was inspecting, and called the excrement officer while running.

"Arrange a helicopter for me, fast! Get it now!"

The shit shovel officer was startled by Cheng Ling's tone, and responded in a panic.

Twenty kilometers away, Zhong Zhe looked around. In the early morning, the mausoleum area was not yet open, and there was no one around.

Zhong Zhe knew that all he could do now was delay time, delay time as much as possible.