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In the night, the modified Wrangler rushed out of the rugged mountain road and galloped all the way towards the border of Myanmar. It did not slow down at all in the detour. Judging from the way it traveled, the driver was so familiar with this area that it could be said that he was blindfolded. Can accurately figure out a way to the degree.

Inside the car, Miao Miao was sitting on the left side of the back row with his eyes tightly closed. On the surface, he looked expressionless and indifferent. In fact, one side of his heart was all the pictures about tonight's action, and the other side was He Yuan's picture. That face is still constantly impacting his heart, making every time he breathes, even his belt tendons ache.

Sitting on the right side next to Miao Miao was the ultimate target of his undercover operation - Bu Zhao. At this time, Bu Zhao was looking down at his mobile phone, not caring about where the driver Bai Wushuang's itinerary went.

In the silent car, except for the breathing of the three people, and the friction sound of the tires rolling over the road, the atmosphere of silence continued until the car successfully crossed the border.

Bu Zhao, who had been looking down at the phone, suddenly changed his sitting position. He stretched the phone forward and knocked on the back of the phone. His throat was a little dry and hoarse after he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Turn up the Bluetooth."

The main driver, Bai Wushuang, immediately turned on the car's Bluetooth knowingly, and within a few seconds, a depressing melody sounded in the car.

This melody made Miao Miao frown a little uncomfortable, and the overly depressing melody made his breathing unstoppable. It took a while for Miao Miao to gradually adjust his breathing, and he asked: "What Song?"

Bu Zhaowei, who was enjoying the music with his eyes closed, raised his eyelids and gave Miao Miao a sideways glance, and said softly, "Intheend."

As soon as he finished speaking, the music in the car suddenly turned from a depressing to the extreme voice to a passionate male voice. This unexpected transition made Miao Miao glance at the center console. For some reason, the depressed feeling in his heart suddenly turned away. The bend gave him the idea of ​​wanting to jump off the car.

"This song is very nice." Miao Miao made a five-character comment in a low voice.

Bu Zhao's eyes that had just been closed suddenly opened, and he looked at Miao Miao with a smile in the faint lights of the center console, and said four words in a low voice: "Just like it."

"It's just—" Miao Miao suddenly stopped, and he turned his face to look at Bu Zhao: "I don't remember this song as the melody."

In the dark, Bu Zhao's expression paused, and he looked at Miao Miao: "No matter what, the song is still the same song, it's just changed, just like the person sitting next to me no matter what your inner thoughts are now. It’s enough that that person is you—”

Suddenly, the voice of Bu Zhao who was speaking straightened down to zero degrees, and the eyes that had never fluctuated in the faint light source of the center console gradually became cold. Immediately, Miao Miao noticed Bu Zhao's sharp gaze like a poisonous snake, And he was waiting to be bitten like the prey in the snake's mouth.

Those eyes continued to cool down, so cold that even the warmest wind in the car couldn't cover it. After a while, Bu Zhao asked in the same icy tone, "Where's your lighter?"

At this time, Miao Miao had already fully felt the dense layer of cold sweat on his back, he turned his head stiffly, and tentatively said: "I poured too much kerosene when I came out, and I didn't want to take it because it was oil, what's the matter?" ?”

Bu Zhao nodded: "It's nothing, I don't have a lighter, I want to smoke."

Miao Miao just pretended to be concerned and sighed, and let out the breath that was suppressed in his heart: "Shut down a little, isn't it coming soon, when I get there, I'll borrow a lighter for you to smoke again. "

"En." Bu Zhao responded softly, and then he leaned back firmly into the leather chair back, his expression became very happy because of Miao Miao's concern.

The night passed, and the sky was covered with golden halos. In the cold morning, Miao Miao wrapped his coat tighter, stood next to the shepherd with a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at the morning light in the distance. It was bumpy in the middle of the night, but now he couldn't get the slightest sleepiness.

When all the dark blue in the sky faded, he had stood between the sky and the earth with cold hands and feet for almost an hour, until the figure of Bu Zhao in the distance slowly approached, he turned and got into the car. The warm wind on the floor overwhelmed the cold air on his body in an instant, and then Miao Miao shrank himself into a ball in the back row.

"Why don't you wait in the car?" Bu Zhao asked as soon as he got in the car.

Miao Miao looked up at Bu Zhao who was feeling cold, and replied in a low voice, "I'm worried."

In fact, it is not, because when Bu Zhao got out of the car, Miao Miao stayed in the car for less than 5 minutes, and he felt drowsy. I was worried and fell asleep directly, so I chose to get out of the car and freeze in order to wake myself up.

Bu Zhao, who was not very happy talking with the person in charge here, was immediately coaxed by Miao Miao's two words. He took out a stick from his pocket and vomited contentedly, and sat down in the car with a smile. inner posture.

"How was the talk?" Miao Miao asked, closing her eyes.

Bu Zhao puffed heavily: "The man who looks at the garden over here is Qi Yuan's old subordinate, because you started this matter, so he has some resentment, I don't think he is the kind of person who can work for me properly anymore. "

Bai Wushuang, who had woken up in the driver's seat, also lit a cigarette, looked back at Bu Zhao, and said, "Do you need me to deal with it?"

Bu Zhao shook his head: "Keep it, he's not too young to support his family, and he didn't do anything serious, so he just said a few things about Siyuan..."

"Sorry, I didn't think so much at the time..."

Miao Miao answered immediately, and the aggrieved expression on his face caused the atmosphere in the whole car to fluctuate immediately. Bu Zhao didn't take this matter to heart at first, but when he saw Miao Miao's aggrieved appearance, Qi Qi's untimely imagination appeared in his mind. Yuan touched the obscene appearance of Miao Miao's hand, and the expression on his face drooped immediately.

"Crack!" Bu Zhao slapped the driver's seat in the front row with one hand, and Bai Wushuang, who was smoking a cigarette, was so frightened that he immediately shivered. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the anger that had just surfaced on Bu Zhao's face.

"Wushuang, deal with it now, I'll wait for you here." Bu Zhao's order was unquestionable, and Bai Wushuang immediately took out a silencer gun from the glove box, packed another pack of cigarettes, and opened the car door directly. Went to the garden.

Of the two people left in the car, one folded his arms and closed his eyes, beating a small gong in his heart, while the other was smoking a cigarette and looked very happy, and glanced at the person sitting next to him from time to time. Miao Miao's eyes can be said to be full of love.

"In the future, if you have anything to do, you must tell me yourself. As long as I live, you will not be bullied in the 'Flock'." Bu Zhao said softly.

In the silent car, it took a while to hear Miao Miao's "hmm" sound, followed by the sound of even breathing from his nasal cavity. Bu Zhao glanced at Miao Miao, who was already asleep, and said The smoking hand couldn't help wanting to touch that cold face.

When the fingertips were less than one centimeter away from Miao Miao's cheek, Bu Zhao's heart suddenly ached. He remembered how Miao Miao was raped by him when his elder brother was still there, so much so that he wanted to kill himself. , Those pictures flashed through my mind one after another, as clear as if it had just happened.

Thinking of this, Bu Zhao raised his hand and slowly retracted it, and finally put it heavily on his knee.

"I'm sorry..." Bu Zhao looked at Miao Miao's sleeping face, and murmured in a hoarse voice filled with tears: "I just loved you so much..."

The only response to him was Miao Miao's deep breathing, and the chirping of birds from the car window.

In the room of the guest house of the Public Security Bureau of Hexing City, He Yuan, who had experienced a night of roaring and hysteria, was sitting on the edge of the bed wrapped in a quilt. Gao Chen, Ge Dongjie and the others, even Hua Wuyu, who was driven away by He Yuan, sat beside him with concern.

"Captain Wei, are you alright?" Mi Yue cared softly.

Wei Sheng rolled his eyes at He Yuan: "Am I okay? The broken rib just stopped hurting. It hurts to let you, Captain He, make a fuss all night. Now, Mi Yue, look at the things in this place. It’s a pillow and a teacup, those who don’t know it think it’s a trick to attract thieves.”

Hearing this, He Yuan just raised his eyelids and glanced at Wei Sheng who was full of resentment, and then withdrew his gaze and landed on the ground.

"Why is he so decadent?" Ge Dongjie, who was sitting on the other side of Wei Sheng, tugged at the corner of Wei Sheng's clothes, and asked in a low voice.

Wei Sheng rolled his eyes again: "Why? As long as his three cows can't hold back, if he doesn't feel tired after tossing all night, I'm ready to give him a shot."

He Yuan didn't react too much after hearing Wei Sheng's words this time. His absent-minded gaze was locked in the gap between the floor tiles under the lowered eyelids. Mi Yue and others had never seen this state before. This is the first time seeing Wei Sheng who has been going back and forth for so many years.

The silence in the room lasted for a long time, and Wei Sheng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stood up from between Mi Yue and Ge Dongjie, seeing the pain in his ribs every step he took made it hard to breathe.

Even so, he still tried his best to stand upright in front of He Yuan. The momentum of complaining and domineering a few minutes ago was gone, replaced by the care shown by the brotherhood of more than ten years, he squatted down halfway in front of He Yuan In front of him, he put one hand on He Yuan's knee:

"I'm in severe pain, please drive me to see it."

This aggrieved tone made He Yuan raise his eyes to look at him, followed by his absent-minded gaze and read something on Wei Sheng's face, and immediately stood up and threw the quilt wrapped around him directly on the bed, Regardless of Wei Sheng who was directly knocked to the ground by him, he strode to the coat hanger at the door.

He Yuan pulled off the overcoat hanging diagonally, glanced at Wei Sheng who was still sitting on the ground, and immediately said impatiently: "Let's go, what are you doing, aren't you going to the hospital?"

Only then did Wei Sheng walk slowly to He Yuan's side with the support of everyone, and was safely placed on the co-pilot of the S500 with the support of everyone.

He Yuan stood by the car and dismissed the worried people who wanted to go together. He pulled the door and jumped into the car, then stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the parking lot of the guest house.

Just a few minutes after walking out, He Yuan glanced at Wei Sheng, who was shivering from the cold in the co-pilot, from the corner of his eyes looking at the road. He tried his best to endure the oppressive feeling in his heart, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Very good." Wei Sheng's words revealed a resentment inside and out.

"Then find a nearby hospital and turn on the navigation..." He Yuan withdrew his eyes and stared straight ahead at the road ahead. Unexpectedly, not only did Wei Sheng not open the map, he even hugged his arms together in front of his chest and looked backwards. Leaning and closing the eyes.

"Which hospital are you going to, pretending you can't see it, treat me to dinner, I've been tossing me all night, I want an expensive breakfast!"

He Yuan: "...I thought you had some new information to report to me alone."

"Report to the lantern, how can I stop you all night when I have time." Wei Sheng rolled his eyes and leaned against the car glass.

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