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Ji Bao's last words seemed to be pressed down with a heavy burden.Yan Ji was startled in horror, but then realized that it was just a false alarm. She was a little fortunate, a little regretful, and even more moved.

Even if life and death are at stake, the teacher just said lightly - "I bought you a fixed deposit, and you can receive it on your birthday this year."

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Gongyu's expectations for students have not changed: I hope you will be happy and happy in the future.

Yan Ji remembered that when she was a child, she had always been a little afraid of the teacher. She always had a serious look, and she was even more serious when she was immersed in work and study. This feeling of awe and dependence accompanied Yan Ji when she grew up and became an irreplaceable benchmark.

"Ji Dong." Yan Ji sat up straight and replied seriously, "I remember."

Looking at the bright sun outside the window, Ji Bao said softly, "You have a good rest, I'm going to West Sichuan, and then go back to Shanghai."

Yan Ji felt a twilight tranquility, Ji Bao didn't need to explain anything to her, this was saying goodbye, saying goodbye to himself, saying goodbye to some people through himself.

Yan Ji looked at Ji Bao who was about to leave, and couldn't help asking: "Dong Ji, I would like to ask you a question. Why did you come back so soon?"

The wheelchair stopped, and Ji Bao lowered his head to play with the flat pages of the book, and suddenly smiled: "Zhang Gong and this guy lied to me."

After saying that, Ji Bao left the ward.

The door was gently closed, and the room returned to silence.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Yan Ji recalled what Ji Bao said just now, as if he had heard a story, and indeed he had heard a story.The things in the story are wonderful and ups and downs, the people in the story are free and easy, and they are too far away from her and her life, but once the teacher's white hair, Ji Dong's sick face, and the real scorching, the heart is like a corner of the page It was scalded by the fire, and it smelled burnt and bitter.

Yan Ji remembered the piece of paper in Ji Bao's hand.

She leaned forward and picked up the tablet in the ward for killing time, and typed the words "Jiao Ai Bo Tao" in the search bar.

This is an idiom, and its allusion comes from the Western Han Dynasty.

It is about Yangjiaoai and Zuo Botao who are close friends, and they heard that the king of Chu and Yuan was wise, and they went together to seek fame and fame.Encountered heavy snow on the way, making it difficult to travel, and suffering from hunger and cold, Zuo Botao left his clothes to his friends and went into the woods to commit suicide.

Yan Ji was a little confused after reading it, so why did the teacher insist on tearing up this story?How could Director Ji feel sorry for this?The story is very touching, but the teacher and Director Ji should not be considered life-and-death friends.

Yan Ji pulled the screen and found that there was more to this story.

Yangjiao mourned to see the king of Chu and Yuan, and got a high-ranking official Marquis.He misses his friend in his heart, so he asks for leave and returns to his hometown to bury Zuo Botao.One night, the ghost of Zuo Botao came to see him, saying that his tomb was too close to Jing Ke's tomb, and the other party often came to bully him.

Yangjiaoai failed in digging the grave, burning straw man and paper soldiers were useless, and because he was a person from the underworld, he couldn't help Zuo Botao fight the ghosts.So Yangjiaoai wrote a letter to thank Chu Jun, then drew his sword and killed himself, becoming a ghost in the underworld, and went to Jiuquan to help his friend Zuo Botao.

Yan Ji looked at the last paragraph repeatedly, and suddenly remembered the sentence Ji Dong said, "The two of them disappeared suddenly, which made me very angry.".Yan Ji involuntarily came up with a thought, did the teacher mean that Director Ji's friend went to that world to save her life?

Using Jiuding will definitely cause unpredictable consequences. Will those who work hard to protect this world do so?

They gave Jiuding to the teacher for safekeeping instead of Director Ji, isn't it just to avoid accidents caused by chaos?

If he knew that they were out of self-interest, would the teacher abandon his family and career to live in seclusion?

Director Ji got other clues about Jiuding from Cornwall. The teacher was afraid that she would be reckless, so he wanted to use this story to stabilize her?

When Yan Ji was thinking deeply, someone knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Xi Feilan came in with a heavy folder and put it beside Yan Ji's bed: "Youtang Hotel is sealed by the police. I packed the chairman's things and brought this out for you by the way."

Yan Ji glanced at it and guessed it belonged to the teacher: "Captain Xi, thank you."

Xi Feilan turned around and was about to leave, Yan Ji called her to stop: "Captain Xi."

Xi Feilan pushed the sunglasses: "Say."

Yan Ji hesitated: "You guys, when did you come back?"

Yan Ji felt that Xi Feilan's mood was stuffy, as if her breath was stuck in her chest, unable to go up or down, stuck there.

"The plane has not yet left the country. A plate of yogurt lumps was served in the kitchen. The chairman ate several. Open the porthole, the weather is so good, there are no clouds, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent. A guy from the security team had his birthday that day. They sang and said that they would go back to eat Longevity noodles……"

The determination to break the boat was shaken slightly.There is no reason, and there are reasons.The loaded bullets were unloaded, and the unsheathed sharp blades were withdrawn. They stopped their steps towards the abyss, preventing regret and remorse from adding death.

Xi Feilan turned around and took off her sunglasses, the golden snake eyes with vertical pupils were too beautiful in the sunlight: "We didn't leave the cabin when the plane landed."

Yan Ji raised the corner of his mouth, showing a warm and sincere smile: "Thank you."

Xi Feilan put on her sunglasses and left coolly.

Yan Ji looked out the window, the sun was shining brightly.

.........

The policeman who inquired about the case came the next day. It was Lao Wu, a policeman from the Qiwushan Police Station that Yan Ji knew.Old Wu was still the same, wearing a crumpled T-shirt, with drooping eyes and a listless look.Just messier hair, longer stubble, and thicker dark circles.

He closed the door with his backhand, and first sighed: "It's not good to be hospitalized twice in three days."

"Hello, Officer Wu." Yan Ji hesitated a little, and added, "Maybe because I never got sick before, I made up this half a month."

Old Wu picked up a chair and sat down next to the hospital bed: "You lie still and don't move, I don't drink water. Xiao Yang went to buy water and will be here in a while. How do you feel?"

Yan Ji replied: "It's all minor injuries."

Old Wu nodded, and posted the folder in his hand on the bedside table: "I'll tell you something."

Yan Ji sat up straight.

Old Wu touched the stubble of his beard and smacked his mouth: "Do you remember that foreigner named Di?"

Yan Ji's face darkened, how could she forget that Mr. Di gave her the feeling of being extremely dangerous and cunning, and it seems that something has changed.

Sure enough, Old Wu said: "There is not enough evidence, and we have no way to hold him. If the director hadn't made a great contribution this time, I'm afraid we will be bitten by his lawyer."

Yan Ji hesitated: "Insufficient evidence? He confessed the crime himself, and even pointed out that the crime scene was in the lotus pond in front of Qian Hong's house... Has he retracted the confession?"

Old Wu raised the corner of his drooping eyes: "There is no confession, the recorder is broken."

Yan Ji never thought it would be such a problem, so he didn't know how to answer the question.

Perhaps it was because Yan Ji was named at the Qiwushan Police Station and had a much closer relationship, so Lao Wu didn't have so many scruples when he spoke: "Xiao Yang and I drained the lotus pond in front of Qian Hong's house, not to mention corpses, even the roots There are no bones. After more than ten hours of interrogation, he didn't have a broken psychological defense line at all, and he was all pretending to play us."

Yan Ji relaxed his mood a little at first, but instantly became heavy. He thought that everything had been settled, but he never expected that it was actually the beginning.

Yan Ji asked, "What did Director Ying say?"

"Investigate." Old Wu replied resolutely, "But the director can't do anything now, the Ji family's affairs are too big."

"The municipal party committee directly appointed our director to be in charge." Auxiliary policeman Yang came in with a paper bag from Starbucks, his face full of pride, "Xiaoyan, you may not know, let me tell you that the Ji family is related to thousands of people Jobs, big taxpayers, so many accidents like gas explosions, so many people died. It stands to reason that if the central government wants to send people down, it’s okay, thanks to the wise and decisive director of our department.”

Old Wu hurriedly interrupted him: "It's alright, alright."

Xiao Yang pouted.He handed the Matcha Xingle Bing to Yan Ji, sat down on the sofa, and raised his legs: "If you don't say it, don't say it, by the way, did you tell Xiaoyan? The one whose surname is Di."

"I'm talking." Old Wu touched his face, "Xiaoyan, the situation is ignoring you now. Did you report to the police at the city police station? Do you remember that?"

Yan Ji thought about it for a while: "Yes, I went to visit my classmate Wang Xiaoping in junior high school. Something happened to her house. Her father-in-law Xu Duyan was a nail-biter and accidentally burned himself. At that time, Wang Xiaoping's newly born child was also taken away. Later I was kidnapped and met Wang Xiaoping again, you all know that.”

"Now Xu Duyan's son, Xu Xun, is reporting to the police, claiming that you burned Xu Duyan and injured Wang Xiaoping, and he wants to file a criminal lawsuit and civil compensation against you. Because the case involving your kidnapping is involved, it was handed over to our special case team." Wu told Yan Ji about the current situation.

Yan Ji didn't expect that Xu Xun would go to the police, so he changed his mind: With Xu Xun's character of a local hooligan, it's normal to beat back and bite back.

Yan Ji asked: "Han Haoying, who kidnapped me, also went to Xu Xun's house that night in the name of selling child insurance. You can ask him."

Xiao Yang said: "That's the trouble. Han Haoying has been in a coma and Wang Xiaoping has been insane. They all got together."

Yan Ji: "Then have you found the woman I went with Han Haoying with you?"

"A buck-toothed girl who sells milk powder?" Xiao Yang shook his head. "I didn't touch a single hair. There's no way. Now that the police force is tight, it's impossible to do a large-scale investigation."

Yan Ji didn't expect that the case would be so difficult, and all of them fell into a dead end: Han Haoying was in a coma, Wang Xiaoping went crazy, and the buck-toothed girl was nowhere to be found.In this kidnapping case, it seems that all the murderers have been arrested, but in fact there is no way to start.

Yan Ji's mind suddenly flashed: "In response to the director's statement that the three cases are being dealt with together, I also suspect that Han Haoying and Wang Xiaoping are Mr. Di's subordinates. Are there any clues at the dog farm?"

Just as Lao Wu was about to speak, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and the brother who delivered the flowers pushed the door in, holding a large bouquet of Damascus roses in his hand.

Xiao Yang let go of the straw and said with a strange smile, "Hey."

Yan Ji couldn't think of who would give him flowers, but he didn't want to embarrass the delivery staff, so he thanked him and took the bouquet.

Damask rose petals overlap like peonies, the color is light and soft, and the floral fragrance is pure and delicate. A tissue paper embossed card is inserted in the middle of the bouquet.

Yan Ji's face suddenly sank, he raised his eyes and asked Old Wu: "What's Mr. Di's real name?"

Old Wu realized that something was wrong, grabbed the folder and opened it: "Deve Yasni."

Yan Ji turned the cotton paper embossed card to the two of them, and saw that it read:

I am very happy to know that you are not dead, and look forward to seeing you again.

Deaver Yasni