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After a moment of shock, Grant quickly regained his composure. He stood up from the ground, his back straightened, and he looked at the two people who were embracing each other, with a sneer that could no longer be restrained, and said in a harsh tone: "Even so, you can't run away .”

Yan Su patted Yan Yan's head and said softly, "Please help me."

"Unable to stand?" Yan Yan's eyes were full of undisguised concern.

Yan Su put his arm on Yan Yan's elbow, tried to get up, and nodded slightly when he heard the words: "Well, the side effect of the Cats restart."

Yan Yan lowered his head and glanced at Yan Su's calf. The dusty bandage was stained with blood. Yan Su was particularly embarrassed, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat. He suddenly became nervous: "Your injury..."

"I'm fine." Yan Su looked into his eyes, and spoke softly and firmly, as if to comfort him softly: "Don't worry, Yan Yan."

Yan Yan always felt that something was wrong. Yan Su seemed to be emphasizing that his life would never be in danger, but the more he emphasized, the more it looked like a cover-up.

"You can't lie to me." Yan Yan said in a deep voice, Yan Su sighed silently: "I'm really fine, you're making too much of a fuss."

Yan Yan knows Yan Su's past, he is best at escaping from death, no matter what kind of dangers he experiences, and his life hangs by a thread, Yan Su always survives, time and time again, like a stubborn little strong who can't be beaten to death.

Yan Yan helped him up, put his arms around his shoulders behind him, and Yan Su looked at Grant.

"All your soldiers are here."

Grant didn't deny it. He stepped forward and approached the two: "This time, you won't be able to escape."

Yan Su was silent, and after a while, he suddenly mentioned the past: "The Golden Triangle operation four years ago, do you remember? I used the information you gave me to arrange the closing operation, and was finally ambushed by your mercenaries. Almost all the people in my hands died."

"Come back with me, we've had a long time to reminisce." Grant held out his hand to him.

The priest's shock and panic faded away, and he became that elegant gentleman with great power again, as if Yan Su established the second obedience order and still obeyed him.

Yan Su shook his head lightly: "Brother, you are very smart. You have built a huge underground kingdom, but your shortcoming is that you are too self-righteous."

"And your shortcoming is that you are too weak." Grant didn't mind reminding him that what a beautiful world they could create together, even God would envy him when he saw it. He persuaded him as if for Yan Su: "You come back to me , we can control everyone, I re-established the production chain of Cats chips, and we will become gods." "Those policemen, what are they? They are just a group of ants." Grant spoke contemptuously, and he glanced at Yan Yan out of the corner of his eyes , and even snorted coldly: "You have been with these ordinary people for so long that you have forgotten how special you are."

Yan Yan's hands were itchy, and Grant's expression made it look like he deserved a beating.

Yan Su was unmoved, with the same calm tone and expression: "Brother, you taught me two sentences. I will always remember them."

Grant raised his eyebrows and spread his hands: "I'm honored."

"The first sentence is that if you want to be like an ideal land, you must first go to hell." Yan Su pulled Yan Yan, and slowly backed away: "I hope that the land that grandpa and father guarded will become a clean, crime-free and drug-free ideal. land, so we're going to hell."

"So you remembered this sentence." Grant vaguely remembered that this was Yan Su's comforting sentence when he couldn't stand the human experiment on chip implanters.

"And the second sentence?" Grant's eyes caught him.

"The second sentence..."

Yan Su turned sideways suddenly, and pushed Yan Yan into the metal groove erected in the corner. This thing he stole from the desert base, can carry an eight-magnitude earthquake and a thousand tons of T.NT, but it can only accommodate one person. A big man like Yan Yan is a bit reluctant.

The metal slot door closed quickly, and Yan Yan was caught off guard. He widened his eyes and hammered the slot door: "Yan Su!"

Yan Su lost his support and stood unsteadily. He leaned against the metal groove, curled the corners of his mouth, and looked coldly at Grant like ice skates.

Grant subconsciously stepped back half a step, and the siren blared.

"The second sentence..." Yan Su panted slightly: "A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye."

Before the words fell, in an instant, the entire underground secret room shook violently.

Explosion. Explosion sound one after another, overwhelming.

Soon, outside the secret room, mercenaries shouted in panic. They turned into headless chickens and ran around.

The violent explosion ignited the entire mountain village. Looking from a distance, the insignificant and ruined village in the small depression between the mountains turned into a sea of ​​flames and a Shura hell in an instant.

The fire dragon is monstrous, lighting up the night.

The explosion and combustion caused steaming hot air, which fled scaldingly in the narrow chamber, and the cement slabs cracked.

Unsteady on his feet, Yan Su leaned against the metal groove with difficulty.

Grant's expression changed suddenly, and he walked towards Yan Su quickly, but the shaking ground made it very difficult to move forward. In just a few steps, it seemed that there was a distance between mountains and seas.

"Yan Yan," Yan Su said softly, leaning against the metal groove, "I'm sorry."

"From the very beginning, you were just my pawn." He pressed his forehead against the cold metal groove: "So, don't be sad. When I escaped from death four years ago, the doctor told me that my life is not long... Even if I'm afraid it's only five or six years to live on."

"I am dead chess, Yan Yan. From the day we met, every day of my life is a countdown."

"I'm not afraid of death. But before that... I must understand the grievances with my brother." Yan Su pulled out the backhand knife that had been hidden in his waist. It was a delicate knife designed by a famous weapon designer and given to him. Yan Su.

"Do you still remember the Zhang Zhenhai case? Before I met you, I found out that something was wrong with him, but I didn't expose it right away. I used the Zhang Zhenhai case to get close to the City Bureau, and deliberately appeared at the arrest scene to attract your attention..."

"Even with long hair..."

The dust choked into his throat with his breath, and Yan Su coughed uncontrollably. He leaned weakly against the edge of the metal trough, trying his best to finish his sentence.

Yan Yan had already guessed something, but when Yan Su told him personally, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

He stood in the groove blankly, seeing darkness as far as he could see, only the scalding heat in the air told him that the outside had become a monstrous sea of ​​flames roasting the living.

"Yan Su!" Yan Yan slammed his fist on the metal wall: "If you die here, I will never forgive you!"

"Long hair..." Yan Su said intermittently: "It's because I read the information about ten years ago in South America...I really don't remember you, but I know you like long hair...Girl..."

"And...Tong Chongchun...that time..." Yan Su's breathing became weaker and weaker.

Grant reached for him.

"That entrapment, on Red Light Street... the skirt, hair, shoes... those outfits... I prepared in advance... I know... this way... I can catch you faster."

The ground shook, the walls cracked, and the earth and sand rushed down like a torrent. It seemed that the copper and iron walls cast in ancient times collapsed at this moment, and the whole world fell into thick darkness.

Perhaps no one knows what is going on in a small mountain village in Southeast Asia.

But at this moment, for everyone in the basement, it was the end.

The explosion caused violent shaking, and the mountains around the mountain village toppled, and mud and rockslides, like a terrifying giant pounced on the tiny human beings, and the screams of the mercenaries came and went.

Yan Yan knocked on the metal wall like crazy, looking for a possible switch.

"But...in Gaoquan Villa...I regret it, your likes are all...I designed it...you shouldn't..." Yan Su paused, breathing was already very difficult, and Grant finally rushed up to hug him: " Alan!"

Yan Su recalled that day, in the city bureau office, he reached out to wipe the banana at the corner of Yan Yan's mouth, and his cold heart felt a little unbearable.

He suspected that he shouldn't have done that.But if he doesn't do that, how can he arrange Yan Yan's live chess?

"You shouldn't remember me." Yan Su sighed: "Forget it, I'm at home... I left a capsule at my house, you know its usefulness, Yan Yan, I..."

I am honored to be liked by you.

"Time is running out, death is worthy." He stabbed the knife into Grant's body with his backhand: "Goodbye."

The secret room collapsed, and the underground castle made of steel and concrete could not withstand the bombing that seemed to be falling apart.

Grant pulled out the backhand knife, raised his arms and hugged Yan Su, the metal tank fell down, the ground shook violently, and both of them rolled to the ground.

The huge cement square slab was smashed down.

The smoke and dust turned into thick fog, and the mountain village was turned into ruins.

Then the smoke cleared and the sun rose.

·

Yan Yan lay in the border hospital for three days, and was sent back to Ningbei three days later.

In fact, except for a slight concussion and tinnitus, he was hardly injured, and the city bureau specially approved him to take a long vacation.

Yan Yan ran back to Yan Su's rented house in Wanxin Community, playing the recordings he left over and over again.

In the evening, Zhang Ke pulled him to drink.

A group of people from the Criminal Investigation Team of the Municipal Bureau got together.

On the day when the incident happened, Shen Jia was rescued by the border police who arrived later. When she recalled that time, she still couldn't believe it: "Zheng Lin usually looks at...he is a nice guy."

Zhang Ke silently handed her a tissue, and Liu Bin patted Shen Jia on the shoulder: "Lesbians, it doesn't look good when you cry with too much makeup."

"I'm just..." As soon as Liu Bin said this, Shen Jia was out of breath and choked up intermittently: "I just...don't believe..."

It was an open secret in the city bureau that Shen Jia liked Zheng Lin.

Yan Yan opened a can of beer and stuffed it for her. Shen Jia took it, raised her head and drank it, squeezed the can, and cried on Yan Yan's shoulder.

Liu Binhe looked at each other, both of them sighed, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, the comfort is completely pale and powerless.

Zhang Ke looked at Yan Yan. Yan Yan had been on a month-long vacation, and now he was only focused on drinking, one can after another, his face was as heavy as iron, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Boss Yan, will he come back?" Liu Bin asked cautiously, Zhang Ke winked at him, and really picked up which pot. "Yan Su?" Yan Yan said blankly, "Who? I don't know."

He Wei covered Liu Bin's provocative mouth, Zhang Ke felt uncomfortable seeing his brother sad, so he gave Liu Bin an elbow.

"I don't want to talk about these stupid things today, the case is solved, let's just drink it!" Zhang Ke held up the fruity drink: "If you are a brother, just open your stomach and drink it, I treat you!"

Shen Jia cried even louder.

Zhang Ke scratched his head, looking confused.

What is forehead support? Liu Bin looks at the sky.

Yan Yan drank all kinds of meat and eight vegetables. Zhang Ke drove him to the gate of Wanxin Community. There was a crooked Shen Jia in the back seat. Zhang Ke rolled down the window and looked at Yan Yan: "Boss, can you Let's go back."

Yan Yan put one hand in his pocket, waved his back to him, and staggered back to the door of the room.

There was a light in the crack of the door, Yan Yan thought drunkenly, he forgot to turn off the light when he left?

He took the key out of his trouser pocket and opened the door.

There was a man sitting at the dining table, with his back turned to him, playing Snake Eater, the man turned his head when he heard the sound, and frowned slightly.

Yan Yan stood by the door, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and let go, but the man was still there, staring at him suspiciously.

Yan Yan turned around, went out with the same hands and feet, closed the door, took out the key again, and opened the door tremblingly.

The door opened and he was there, amber eyes watching him.

Yan Yan didn't move, and even held his breath, afraid that he was just a puff of smoke, and he would disperse as soon as he blew.

The man grabbed his mobile phone and dialed 110: "Hello, are you the police? A stranger broke into my house suddenly. I don't know him. The address is Wanxin Community, North East Third Ring Road..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yan rushed up, grabbed the phone, dragged him to the sofa, hugged his head and gnawed him.

Yan Su was slapped on the face by a stranger, but he couldn't beat him, so he pushed him with hands and feet: "What are you doing!?"

Yan Yan's eyes were red: "Fuck you."

Yan Su: "..."

10 minute later.

Yan Su and Yan Yan sat on both sides of the dining table, facing each other.

Yan Su didn't understand, so he said, "You mean, after that day, you thought I was dead?"

Yan Yan nodded frantically and looked at him eagerly.

"But... I was just sick and was hospitalized in the capital." Yan Su wondered, "I don't have much memory of what you said, sorry."

"Wei Jiyuan, remember?"

Yan Su thought for a while, then shook his head.

"What is Zheng Lin, Shen Jia, Zhang Ke, and Liu Bin doing?"

Shaking his head again.

"Grant?"

"...you know my brother?"

I remember Grant, but not Wei Jiyuan and the people from the Municipal Bureau.

"Then...then I...do you remember?" Yan Yan pointed to himself, looking at him expectantly.

Yan Su thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't remember." He asked: "What's your name?"

"Yan Yan."

"Oh..." Yan Su's eyes seemed to be looking at a pervert: "I really...have never seen you, I just came back from America."

Yan Yan finally noticed something was wrong, he asked Yan Su: "Where were you last month?"

"North American desert." Yan Su wondered, "Do you know where it is?"

Yan Yan opened his mouth, but did not utter a single syllable. He leaned back against the back of the chair, put his head in both hands, and confirmed, "How old are you..."

Yan Su replied, "Sixteen."

Sixteen...26.

Ten years, all forgotten.

"So do you remember Southeast Asia?" Yan Yan pulled out a very ugly smile, trying to talk to him in a coaxing tone.

Yan Su opened the biscuit package, chewed slowly: "Well, they said that grandpa died in the line of duty, so let me go back to Ningbei."

"Who told you that?"

Yan Su's eyes showed vigilance, and he looked at him suspiciously.

"Jiang Luo?" Yan Yan took the initiative to throw out the answer.

pretty close.

Sure enough, Yan Su nodded obediently. He was only sixteen years old, had just left the desert, and had not experienced much in the world, so he didn't care too much. When Yan Yan reported Jiang Luo's name, he thought that the other party could be trusted.

As for Yan Su, it seemed that Yan Yan had a strange quality that made him have to trust the other party.

It seems that something is pushing him, don't doubt Yan Yan.

"Yan Su, let me ask you a question."

"You said."

"Do you believe me?"

"..." Yan Su thought seriously for a long time: "I believe."

So Cats' obedience order is still there.Yan Yan took a long breath, as long as he wasn't rebuilt by Grant.

Yan Su lowered his head and gnawed on the biscuit, Yan Yan said, "Come here."

Yan Su thought for a while, and there seemed to be a voice in his head telling him to obey him.He stood up slowly supporting the table, hugged the biscuit and walked to Yan Yan, Yan Yan pulled him and hugged Yan Su into his arms.

Yan Yan was distracted, put his arms around his waist, brushed away the biscuit stains on his lips with his fingertips, and tasted it in his mouth.

Yan Su frowned: "You want biscuits too?"

"No," Yan Yan couldn't help but smile, "I want you."

"...What do you mean?" Yan Su wondered.

Yan Yan patted him on the back, Yan Su suddenly became alert, and frowned, always feeling that he understood Yan Yan's meaning, but he just couldn't figure it out, his mind seemed to be covered in a layer of fog.

"Baby, you forgot a lot of things." Yan Yan said hoarsely.

Yan Su lowered his eyes and thought: "Maybe you are right, Jiang Luo told me that my brother is dead, and I am not only sixteen."

"Why did you go back to Ningbei?" Yan Yan asked him, "Jiang Luo asked you to come back?"

"No..." Yan Su thought about it and said, "I came here to find someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

"……Can not remember."

"Is that person important to you?"

"Well, it's very important..." Yan Su expressed distress: "But I always, can't remember."

Yan Yan hugged him tightly, buried his big head in his heart, and listened to Yan Su's regular heartbeat.

"The person I'm looking for..." Yan Su seemed to sense something: "Is it you?"

Yan Yan smiled: "Maybe."

"En." Yan Su patted his head: "I'm hungry, Yan Yan."

"Okay, I'll cook." Yan Yan let go of him reluctantly, got up and went into the kitchen, then turned his head in two steps to see if Yan Su was still there.

Yan Su obediently followed behind him, like a follower, never leaving.

This kind of Yan Su is too obedient, Yan Yan's heart is sore and soft.

He puts on his apron and opens the refrigerator.

Empty.

He had been very decadent these past few days, there was nothing in the refrigerator except half a bottle of beer, and he ordered takeaway if he wanted to eat, and spent most of his time in the double bed thinking of Yan Su, and he was depressed for half a month.

Until Zhang Kela went out to drink, it was the first time he went out in the past 20 days.

"Eh..." Yan Yan was slightly embarrassed: "Go out to eat, are you going?" He remembered that Yan Su didn't like the food outside very much.

However, Yan Su just reached out, grabbed his sleeve, and nodded.

The two strolled out the door.

The author has something to say: accept the end and fill in a special episode and it will be over~

It’s so long, it’s the first time I finished such a long article in Jinjiang

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