Dressed as cannon fodder, I mistakenly took the heartthrob script

Ben Thanh Airport.

A flight to Haicheng, first class.

Ji Ying was sitting idle by the window, looking through the window of the cabin, watching the golden sun shining on the snow, his gray-blue pupils were also stained with a thin golden light.

Today is a sunny day.

He looked at it for a while, then looked down at the delicate wooden box in his hand.

This small wooden box is a cloisonné enamel box, the craftsmanship is exquisite and meticulous, and the color is even more gorgeous and deep. Just from the handicraft, you can know that this wooden box is very valuable.

The small wooden box is quite inconsistent with Ji Yingxian's cold and solemn body.

He must have looked at it for a while, and then unfolded the wooden cover of the small wooden box with a "click".

Inside the small wooden box is a black sponge base, and inside lies a black pen with peeling paint. It may be very old, the metal pen clip is seriously worn, and the original appearance of the pen cap pattern cannot be seen clearly.

In short, this pen does not match the expensive wooden box.

He carefully picked up the pen and turned it slowly. The metal end of the clip reflected the golden morning sun outside.

His vision blurred for a moment.

Ji Yingxian couldn't hold it steady, the pen fell to the floor of the cabin and rolled to the corner.

He looked panic-stricken, as if he had dropped something extremely important, and hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Stretching his arm to the gap of the seat, when he tried to pick it up, a slender hand suddenly came across and picked up the old pen first.

The black pen made the hand as cold and white as jade.

Ji Yingxian was sullen, and was about to raise his head.

The gentle voice of the young man came softly, without rush or delay, comforting people's hearts like clear streams melting from snow mountains.

"Little guy, this is a life-saving pen for you."

brat……

No one dared to call him that, except that one.

Ji Yingxian raised his head suddenly, and the surrounding scene changed suddenly. Through the cracks in the rusty fence, he met a face that was almost blurred in his memory.

The face was not in the half-light, and behind it was a full moon, which was hazy and very unreal.

It was snowing and the wind was howling.

The other party was wearing a clean short-sleeved shirt, without the slightest sense of being in the severe winter, and had a sense of isolation from the world.

His pupils tightened, his expression gradually became ecstatic, and his body trembled slightly due to suppressing the excitement.

This person is...

he is……

Ji Yingxian's thin lips moved slightly, and seemed to be trembling, ready to say something.

His eyes were sore, as if they were covered with a layer of steam.

The young man handed him steaming buns and a box of warm milk through the fence.

The boxed milk was a brand I had never seen before, or in other words, there was no boxed milk of this brand at all.

"Don't cry."

Wen Liang brushed the corner of his eyes with the back of her finger, extremely gentle.

The young man rubbed his head and said, "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream anyway. After waking up, the nightmare will disappear."

The touch on the top of the head is still there, but the sound gradually fades away.

Ji Yingxian subconsciously reached out to grab the other's wrist, but when he was about to get close, he suddenly missed it.

The wrist with the figure turned into countless light spots in front of him, like bubbles, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Can't hold on anymore.

……

"Mr. Ji? Mr. Ji?"

The voice in the ear was urgent and worried.

Ji Yingxian returned to his thoughts and slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing that he was awake, Assistant Liu breathed a sigh of relief. The flight was about to arrive at Haicheng Airport, but Mr. Ji didn't wake up for a long time.

Fortunately, I woke up.

Ji Yingxian glanced at the small wooden box he was holding in his arms, and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, as if the warm and cool touch was still there.

He put away the small wooden box, sat up a little bit, pinched the center of his brows, and calmed down the tiredness of the night.

Haven't dreamed about that person in years.

Every time that person appeared at night, even if he was also locked up afterwards, in the dark environment, he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly.

He knew very little about him, only a few pieces of information.

Rare cartoned milk, no Bencheng accent, seems to be a medical researcher.

During that period of time passed in a muddle, day and night turned upside down, the other party had a vague impression of his age, probably about ten years older than him, very young.

No more information.

Maybe he's alive, or maybe...

Is gone.

Ji Yingxian pressed her sore eyebrows.

Assistant Liu didn't notice the gloom surrounding Mr. Ji's eyes. He clicked a few times on the tablet, and an extremely detailed map of Haicheng popped up on the screen.

He zoomed in with two fingers, zoomed in, and locked the target on a slightly remote pier in Haicheng.

"Mr. Ji, look."

Ji Yingxian closed his eyes, then turned his head, his expression softened a little.

He took the tablet computer, resting his forehead on his hand, looking at the map casually.

Assistant Liu circled a certain location on the map with a pen and said, "The person who commissioned the investigation reported that the scavenger you mentioned back then had clues in this area. According to reliable sources, that person's household registration is in Haicheng is currently also in Haicheng, making a living by fishing."

"I also checked based on the information you provided. His whereabouts many years ago highly overlap with that scavenger. Of course, the final decision is with you. You have seen him, and whether he is the one you are looking for." People, you also need to be sure."

Ji Yingxian said "um", and looked down at the tablet computer.

Assistant Liu cut into WeChat and said: "The investigators sent back his recent photos and photos from many years ago. You can also take a look first. The overall change in appearance is not particularly obvious."

As he said, he clicked into a certain chat page, and then zoomed in on several photos sent by the other party, both far and near.

Ji Yingxian held the tablet computer, his gray-blue eyes scanned the middle-aged man in the photo inch by inch.

Assistant Liu indicated that it could be flipped.

Ji Yingxian has a sliding photo for comparison.

It was early in the morning when he saw the scavengers, and it was a long time ago, and his memory was very vague.

Ji Yingxian looked at it carefully for a while, then threw the tablet to Assistant Liu, and said, "Go and have a look first."

Assistant Liu nodded while holding the tablet.

Not long after, the plane landed.

The group got off the plane and took the vehicle arranged by Assistant Liu in advance to a certain port town in Haicheng.

The town is quite barren, with a small population and lack of educational resources. Most of the local people make a living by fishing, and most of the people who leave the place to make a living are at the bottom of society.

This is quite in line with the life experience of the scavengers.

The port town is located in the most remote area of ​​Haicheng, and it takes two days to drive there. They had to choose a small town halfway to settle down.

That day, Ji Yingxian stayed up all night.

Early the next morning, I drove to the port town again.

Finally arriving before dark, Ji Yingxian didn't have any intention of resting, and drove directly to the destination——

pier.

When Qin Ning went downstairs, Mr. Ji was playing with the dog in the yard.

Heibei was still as lively as when Qin Ning came over last time, playing Frisbee with Mr. Ji in the yard very vigorously.

The frisbee flew out with a flick, and the black back shot/shot out like an arrow from the string, jumped up, opened his mouth to hold it, bit his tail and ran back quickly, and delivered it to Mr. Ji.

Mr. Ji rubbed its head, then threw it to the side, and waited for Hehe to chase after the frisbee, then he turned his head and smiled at Qin Ning.

"Xiao Ning woke up, afraid of hehe? I'll lock it up."

He always remembered that Qin Ning was afraid of dogs. When he saw a dog when he was a child, he would cry all day long.

Qin Ning shook his head, "Grandpa Ji, no need, I'm not so afraid of it now."

Mr. Ji wiped his hands with a towel, and said with a smile, "You have really grown up."

Qin Ning smiled faintly, but didn't answer.

At this time, Aunt Zhou prepared breakfast and asked Qin Ning to go to the restaurant.

Qin Ning turned back to the dining room and began to eat breakfast. He would go to the apartment in the suburbs later.

Ji Yingxian didn't come back these few days, he didn't know where he was busy. Mr. Ji contacted him many times, but he didn't come back, which made him very angry.

Qin Ning didn't care that much, he paid attention to Shuang Qin's experiment wholeheartedly.

As soon as he finished eating and put the plate in the dishwasher, Wang Hai sent a text message saying he had arrived.

Qin Ning wiped his mouth, got up and went to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, said something to Mr. Ji, and waved to the convenience, telling him to go early and return early, and pay attention to safety.

Qin Ning agreed, changed clothes and went out.

Recently, the sidewalk was being repaired, and cars couldn't get in, so Qin Ning walked out slowly.

Today, he specially changed into a pair of short boots with a friction wall, and he walked to the entrance of the community smoothly.

Wang Hai parked the car in the parking space opposite.

Qin Ning was going out from the community, and within a few steps, he bumped into a waste picker carrying a woven bag. The man came so suddenly that he almost knocked Qin Ning down.

He clung to the trunk and staggered to his feet.

The scavenger was also knocked out of his hands, and the empty bottles in the woven bag were scattered around, but others were fine.

After Qin Ning stood firm, seeing him in a hurry, he also helped to pick up the empty bottle.

The scavenger kept his head down, so that people could not see his appearance clearly.

When the security guard next to him saw them, he was afraid that these empty bottles would block the way, so he hurried over to help. After a few people cleaned up in two or three times, the security guard drove the scavengers to the side so as not to block the driveway.

The scavenger carried the woven bag to the side and passed Qin Ning. After taking two steps, he turned back to look at Qin Ning quietly, with a sinister look in his eyes.

After the security guard urged him, he continued to bury his head and walked to the side.

Qin Ning didn't pay attention to this unusual scavenger, walked across the traffic light and went to the opposite side of the street.

Soon, he arrived at Wang Hai's parking spot, Wang Hai got out of the car and opened the door for him, Qin Ning signaled no, just opened the car door by himself, suddenly paused.

Qin Ning turned his head and looked towards the corner at the end of the fence outside the community. There was a big Bougainvillea tree there, and the tree was empty.

In the cold winter, the bare bougainvillea branches trembled slightly, as if someone passed by there.

Seeing that Qin Ning didn't get in the car, Wang Hai looked over there with a vigilant expression.

"Mr. Qin, what's the matter?"

Qin Ning shook his head, "It's fine."

There was no one there, probably an illusion.

Qin Ning bent down and sat in the car, Wang Hai also looked at it, but found nothing unusual there, so he started the engine and set off.

Wait for their car to pull out of the parking space and go away.

From the corner of the bougainvillea tree, a black front wheel of a locomotive slowly emerged.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure wearing a helmet drove a locomotive, and walked out from behind the bougainvillea tree, with his long legs propped on the wet ground, looking at the direction Qin Ning left.

Haicheng.

A small town pier.

The young woman led the handsome young man in a suit and leather shoes, walked down the side of the pier along the coast, next to the orderly ships of various colors, came to an old broken ship, and stopped.

She nimbly jumped onto the bow and shouted at the top of her voice.

"Grandpa."

The old broken boat supported by her arms was gently swinging on the seashore, making creaking noises, as if it was about to fall apart.

Assistant Liu took a look at the dilapidated boat and thought, can it still go fishing in the sea, can it withstand the strong wind and waves?

The young woman shouted a few times, and there was a response from the cabin.

The voice was extremely tired and old, like a blower blowing by force, and hoarse as if it had been smoked.

The young woman turned her head and grinned, her cheeks chapped and red from years of sailing.

"Grandpa is here, if you have anything to do, just go to him."

Ji Yingxian nodded, "Thank you."

She jumped off the bow nimbly and ran over by stepping on the water. Assistant Liu thanked her a few more and gave her a few hundred-yuan bills, and she left cheerfully.

At this time, someone was coughing.

Ji Yingxian looked at the broken boat with curtains.

A wrinkled hand grabbed the curtain and slowly opened it, and the sound of coughing gradually became clearer.

Assistant Liu stood behind Ji Yingxian, staring at that hand intently.

Not long after, a skinny old man with a wrinkled face appeared in the sight of the two of them. He held an old-fashioned bong in his mouth and smoked rolled tobacco leaves.

He was very old and stooped, at least sixty or seventy years old.

Ji Yingxian asked: "Are you Wang Hancheng?"

His eyes were very sharp, and he was scrutinizing this person's appearance carefully, trying to find similarities from that night.

The old man took a puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke ring slowly, but couldn't help coughing.

He sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, lit Ji Yingxian and Assistant Liu with a cigarette, and said nonchalantly, "What do you two want me, an old man?"

Assistant Liu took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said, "Mr., we are here this time to ask you something about the kidnapping case of the Bincheng Petrochemical Plant."

The hand of the old man holding the cigarette rod was slightly startled, his cloudy eyes rolled, and he looked at the two of them, as if to see their faces clearly.

"The kidnapping case of the Bincheng petrochemical factory?"

The small living room Mr. Ji bought for Qin Ning was in the suburbs, next to the river that runs through the city, on a mountain in the suburbs.

When Wang Hai drove up the mountain, Qin Ning saw a magnificent building across the river, a very old industrial building.

"What factory is that?"

Qin Ning asked curiously.

This building is also rare in the real world. The old factory is basically not preserved. Except for the part that can be transformed into a scenic spot, most of the rest are lost in the long river of time.

Wang Hai is a native of Bincheng, so he has heard a little about the building.

He said: "Oh, that, that was the petrochemical plant in Bencheng, which was abandoned for many years."

"The relevant departments of Bincheng had intended to protect it and planned to transform it into a scenic spot, but when the construction started, there seemed to be something wrong. I heard that someone died in it, and even the corpse disappeared strangely. The matter was quite big, and the final transformation was also done. It's over."

"If something really happened and it was transformed into a scenic spot, I'm afraid not many people would dare to go there."

Listening to his narration, Qin Ning couldn't help turning his head to look at the petrochemical plant. The more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen it.

He was about to think carefully when he heard Wang Hai ask, "Mr. Qin, do you want to drive directly into the community?"

Qin Ning turned his head to look at the front of the car, the entrance of this community was approaching.

He said "hmm" and said, "Drive directly downstairs."

This community is halfway up the mountain, facing the river. On the top of the mountain is a row of sparse villas, and below it are several small six-story bungalows.

Wang Hai followed the house number guided by Qin Ning, drove into the community, and parked in a parking space a little far from the bungalow.

The house Mr. Ji bought for Qin Ning is on the sixth floor.

Qin Ning went upstairs alone without Wang Hai accompanying him. It took him an hour to drive here, so he had to let Wang Hai rest.

When entering the door, a damp and cold air rushed towards her face, so cold that Qin Ning couldn't help tightening her scarf.

He is in poor health and cannot catch the cold, so scarves and felt hats have become his standard equipment for going out.

Burying her face slightly in the scarf, Qin Ning endured the cold and entered the door, first turning on the floor heating.

The room is very clean, Mr. Ji will arrange for someone to come and clean it every once in a while.

Qin Ning didn't stop, and went upstairs directly to enter the master bedroom. Then, he opened the small compartment where the original owner kept important items and entered.

There are not many things in the cubicle. It is said to be for important items, but in fact it is only a small amount of relics of Mr. Qin and his wife.

He took out the few pieces of paper that he had obtained in the Qin residence earlier from his bag. These pieces of rice paper were all sealed by Qin Ning to prevent oxidation or the paper from becoming brittle in case it was useful.

Put these things together into the big box that neatly organizes Mr. Qin's relics.

The original owner doesn't seem to like storage very much. The big box is divided into several layers, and different things are placed in each layer, and the files placed on each layer are very messy.

He even took out a bag of expired potato chips from the innermost layer.

Qin Ning: "..."

Qin Ning couldn't stand it anymore and reorganized.

He sorted out the files one by one by category and put them in different compartments.

After working for two hours, he sorted out all the documents related to Mr. Qin.

He was about to put the last file in it, but he didn't notice that the file was broken, the paper at the back was torn, and all the paper slipped down.

Qin Ning bent down to pick it up, but after picking up a few, he suddenly saw a piece of paper.

That's the list of orphans in the orphanage.

Looking at the ground, most of them are lists, the information is very complete, and the birthplace, age, family background and other information are very detailed.

Qin Ning thought of the rice paper left by Mr. Qin, one of which was about illegitimate children, and it was not difficult to imagine the role of his lists.

It seems that Mr. Qin was trying to find the illegitimate son who was sent to the orphanage.

Qin Ning looked at these lists, and found that there were signs of markings, but there was no specific point. Obviously, Mr. Qin did not find the child from them.

The Qin family can be regarded as rich, but they didn't find it here. Could it be that the child is not in this orphanage at all?

Qin Ning silently collected the papers and put them on the top layer.

He was thinking about a question, whether to continue the unfinished business of Mr. Qin.

After thinking for a while, Qin Ning gave up again. He cannot represent the original owner to make a decision on this matter.

This matter was also shelved by him.

He took a little look at the indoor environment and confirmed that he could move in directly after a while, so he went downstairs with his bag and walked towards the parking space with Wang Hai who picked him up downstairs.

After walking a certain distance, Qin Ning remembered another important thing.

He came here this time to get the private seal of the original owner's father, Qin Yan.

During Qin Hui's tenure, he took advantage of his position to embezzle the company's funds. At that time, Qin Yan hadn't had an accident, and Qin Hui used Qin Yan's private seal to affix his seal.

Qin Ning needs this private seal to confirm some things.

Qin Ning said, "You go to the parking lot to drive first, and I'll go upstairs to get things."

Wang Hai nodded and walked to the parking space.

Qin Ning went upstairs to get his private seal.

The Qin couple had few things, and Qin Ning quickly found them. After putting them away, he closed the door and went downstairs.

This community is built in the woods, the environment is very good, but it is too quiet, there are relatively few people living, and there are almost no people on the road.

Qin Ning went downstairs and waited for Wang Hai to drive over. After waiting for a few minutes, he looked down at the time on his phone.

The moment he bowed his head, the woven bag that had been waiting for a long time suddenly came towards him in the dark of the stairs next to him.

Qin Ning was startled, his heart constricted suddenly, the pain caused his eyes to turn black, and he almost couldn't stand up.

He was holding his heart, his brow covered in cold sweat from the pain, but the person holding the woven bag did not let go at all, trying to force Qin Ning into the bag.

Qin Ning wanted to call for help, but when he opened his mouth, the words that came out were insignificant. If he didn't talk about others, he could hardly hear him clearly.

At this moment, some strong lights flashed a few times, very dazzling, a bit like car lights.

Qin Ning was trapped in the woven bag and could not see the outside world.

He tightened his clothes around his heart, and slowly calmed down his heartbeat, waiting for the palpitations to pass.

The strong light flashed several times, and Qin Ning heard the rattling sound of keys in front of him, as well as the slow footsteps, gradually approaching.

A hoarse question came from his ear, with obvious panic.

"what are you going to do?!"

"Don't come here, come here again, I'll stab him to death!"

It seemed that someone laughed softly, with contempt and sarcasm.

The person beside him holding the woven bag took a deep breath. Through the hazy shadow, Qin Ning saw that the other person raised his hand, and there was a flash of cold light, as if he was really stabbing at him with some sharp weapon.

Qin Ning hurriedly kicked him and hid to the side.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of "嗙" and a muffled hum.

The strength of holding the woven bag at the side disappeared, Qin Ning endured the pain, took the opportunity to pull the woven bag away from his head, and finally saw the scene of putting it down clearly.

The scavengers I met at the entrance of the community before were trampled on the head and pressed on the concrete floor, and there was a small fruit knife lying not far away.

The person who stepped on him was wearing a motorcycle suit, a dark and cool helmet, and a white baseball bat in his hand.

Apparently he subdued the scavenger.

He took a breath of cold air, then coughed again with his hands on his chest, and a strong smell of iron filled his throat.

Qin Ning hurriedly picked up the bag from the ground, took out the medicine bottle with him, and swallowed a pill.

His breathing was heavy, and he was a little out of breath, especially in the cold winter outdoors, it was even more uncomfortable.

After a while, his breathing slowed down a little.

The man in the helmet kicked the scavenger hard, causing him to cover his abdomen and cough violently, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

The other party came straight, stretched out his hand slowly, grabbed Qin Ning's shoulder, and gently clasped it, neither light nor heavy, but also strong.

Qin Ning backed away uncomfortably. He didn't like this man because he was too aggressive.

He said politely, "Thank you."

As he spoke, he moved his shoulders, trying to avoid the opponent's arm, but the hand was so strong that he didn't dodge.

The man laughed, and his muffled voice came through the helmet, with a hint of a faint smile.

"Can a person with heart disease ride a motorcycle?"

Qin Ning: "?"

When Wang Hai drove over, there was only one person lying on the ground and rolling downstairs, his whole body was dirty, and there was an unfolded fruit knife not far away.

But Qin Ning was nowhere to be found.

Wang Hai has a strong professional sensitivity, and he is shocked that something is wrong.