completely black and white

The dimly lit underground boxing arena is now a mess, the tables and chairs have been overturned, and the wine glasses were smashed to pieces by the fleeing people.Lao Sa and the thug who was stabbed in the chest by Jiang Bai were sent to the hospital, and the rest were being handcuffed and taken away one by one by the police brought by Hu Yue.

Unlike the busyness of the police at the scene, the warehouse behind the shutter door where Lao Sa stayed just now was quiet, and Jiang Bai and Zheng Er were obediently staying inside.

Zheng Er received a few punches in the face, half of his face was red and swollen, and he was holding an ice cube to compress himself.If Hu Yue hadn't brought the people here in time, he might not have been punched in the face a few times.And Jiang Bai, who was sitting opposite him, hung his head, shaking the butterfly knife in his hand, his expression was dim, and he couldn't see any emotions.

But Zheng Er always felt that he seemed a little depressed.

He kicked Jiang Bai with his toes, "Hey, shouldn't you run?"

Jiang Bai paused, remembering when he was in the alley just now——

He stared blankly at Qin Ang who was walking slowly, the moonlight was dim and could not illuminate the expression on Qin Ang's face, but Jiang Bai was subconsciously a little scared when his sight touched the old Sa lying on the ground.

What are you afraid of?

Jiang Bai was not very clear either, probably because he was afraid that Qin Ang would see his ruthless look, and that Qin Ang would feel that he had misjudged the person, so he hid the hand holding the butterfly knife back.

Qin Ang just looked at him, and didn't ask him why he appeared here, why he hit Lao Sa so hard, he just looked at him from beginning to end, and asked him, "Are you injured?"

Jiang Bai shook his head blankly.

"Do you still have strength?"

He nodded again, "Yes."

Qin Ang helped Lao Sa up, and tapped the thug at the side with his chin, "Drag me back."

So he dragged himself back to the boxing ring with Qin Ang, and was brought here to wait again.

"Jiang Bai?" Zheng Er kicked him again, "Why don't you talk?"

Jiang Bai recovered, shook his head, looked at Zheng Er's face, and finally asked, "Are you okay?"

Zheng Er let out a hey, "You finally have a conscience, so you remember to care about me? Let me tell you, if you ask me when I go back to Ping An, I will say you did it!"

Jiang Bai bowed his head and smiled, "Follow you."

At this moment, the curtain was lifted, and Qin Ang walked in.

The warehouse suddenly became quiet again, and the three of them looked at each other. In the end, it was Qin Ang who spoke first. He looked at Zheng Er, "Thank you just now."

"You're welcome."

"I want to chat with Jiang Bai, can I?"

Zheng Er looked at Jiang Bai, who was still playing with the butterfly knife with his head down, and finally shrugged, "It's up to you."

Qin Ang waited for people to go out, then dragged the chair that Zheng Er was sitting on just now, and sat down in front of Jiang Bai.

Jiang Bai stopped the butterfly knife in his hand and looked up at him.

The two of them had nothing to say to each other, the cold wind from outside was blowing in through the gaps in the loose windows, and a trace of coolness surrounded the surroundings.

Qin Ang took out a Band-Aid from his pocket and grabbed Jiang Bai's hand.

Jiang Bai was stunned, only to realize that his tiger's mouth had been scratched at some point, and the wound was neither deep nor painful.

Qin Ang carefully bandaged the band-aid, without looking up, he asked, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Under the light, Jiang Bai's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, "What do you want to hear?"

Qin Ang raised his eyes and stared at Jiang Bai. The distance between them was very close. He could almost see himself in Jiang Bai's dark and clear pupils. Inexplicably, his heart softened, and those who wanted to press him couldn't get out. .

He sighed inaudibly, "What do you think you can say?"

Jiang Bai took a deep breath, thought for a while, and slowly said, "The relationship between me and Zheng Er is like the relationship between your police and the informant. He is responsible for providing me with information. Yu Zhengpeng, Zhou Miao and the old He helped me find out Sa's whereabouts. About Lao Sa's injury..."

He paused, lowered his gaze, and landed on the hands he and Qin Ang were holding. Their palms were close to each other, like intimate lovers.

Oh, they seem to be lovers now.Jiang Bai suddenly thought.

"Sorry." He smiled very lightly, "It's not serious."

The wind blew through the narrow alley, and there was a whining and howling sound, like a lonely ghost wandering in the dark night.The light bulbs in the warehouse are probably old, and they always flicker from time to time, making people always have the idea that the light bulb will go out in the next second.

Qin Ang couldn't see Jiang Bai's expression clearly, he only knew that there was a bitter and self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, and now he seemed to be different from him in the alley.

He leaned slightly and gave Jiang Bai a hug.

Jiang Bai was taken aback.

Jiang Bai was only wearing a black coat and a thin sweater. Qin Ang could feel the shape of the spine on his back through the clothes. This body was too thin, and the protruding bones almost pierced Qin Ang. .

Qin Ang patted him on the back, "It's okay, Lao Sa deserved what he deserved, at least you saved his life."

Jiang Bai didn't speak, but the heart that had been raised high now subconsciously loosened, and it was about to fall back into his chest.He slowly raised his hand, and was about to hug Qin Ang back.

However, in the next second, he heard Qin Ang asking next to his ear, "Jiang Bai, have you ever stayed in Myanmar?"

Bang - the heart seemed to fall into the abyss uncontrollably, and his hands stopped in the air.

Qin Ang could clearly notice that Jiang Bai's whole body froze, and finally trembled slightly.

He let go of his hand and looked at Jiang Bai right and wrong, seeing his lowered eyes, trembling eyelashes, and pale face.

Qin Ang's brain collapsed, and he thought in a flash, he has been there, and Liu Ze's words may be true.

Qin Ang leaned back in his chair, straightened his waist, and laughed, "When we were in prison, I asked you what your purpose was, and you said that the purpose is not important, the important thing is that we all want the same result The result is that Liu Ze and Zou Zhi's collusion in drug trafficking was revealed, Zou Zhi died, Liu Ze was almost abolished, and the most important thing was that the stolen goods of Qiye were all seized by the police. Of course, that was what we thought at the time of."

"I've been thinking, what benefits did you get from this? Is it really just because you are a reporter, so you don't ask for anything in return?"

His voice was unhurried, his tone was flat, and he didn't even emphasize the accent, as if he was discussing some simple things with Jiang Bai.But in Jiang Bai's ears, every word of his was like a falling nail, nailed into his heart without any mistakes, and the pain made him a little out of breath.

In fact, it's okay, Jiang Bai thought, anyway, shouldn't this day have been expected?He has been brewing his own explanation for a long time, and now it is just that the situation has changed a little. In his vision, they are just simple friendships, maybe face friends are not counted, but now they are just friends. It's progress by leaps and bounds, and it's just a relationship between lovers.

But... Not to mention, such a change is really uncomfortable.

He let out a long breath, the bewilderment in his eyes just now disappeared completely, instead he looked at Qin Ang more clearly, he smiled, "What do you know?"

In contrast, Qin Ang's complexion was much uglier than before, more gloomy. He said in a calm voice, "Liu Ze told me today that you understand Burmese language, and he guessed that you are Qiye's."

Jiang Bai put his butterfly knife back into its sheath, and then stuffed it into his pocket, "Then do you think I am?"

Qin Ang didn't answer, his eyes froze, and for a moment he felt that Jiang Bai had returned to the time when his heart was cold when he was in prison.

Jiang Bai said without waiting for him to answer, "If I say I am not, will you believe it?"

Qin Ang clenched his right hand slowly and remained silent.

Jiang Bai saw it, and smiled self-deprecatingly, he closed his eyes, "If this is the case, then I can only tell you that I am just a reporter, I think you will be more willing to believe this."

He got up by himself, looked outside the rolling shutter door, his expression was cold, "Do I need to stay and make a statement for your police? If not, I will go."

Qin Ang didn't answer, just sat there like a sculpture, motionless.

Jiang Bai bowed his head and could only see his hair spinning, but he knew that he might have made him sad.

He sighed, but still said, "I'm going to Zheng Er's house, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Ang suddenly stood up and interrupted him.He froze for a moment, watching Qin Ang with a gloomy face turn around, and took out something from his pocket.

Then there was a click, and there was a chill on my wrist.

Jiang Bai stared at the handcuffs on his wrist with wide eyes, then looked up at Qin Ang, "You..."

"Shut up! You can't talk to me properly, can you?" Qin Ang yelled and interrupted him, then dragged him out of the warehouse.

Jiang Bai's strength is not as strong as Qin Ang's, so he can only be dragged away all the way, his voice pressed into his throat and growled, "Qin Ang, what are you doing?! You..."

Qin Ang looked back at him abruptly, his voice stopped abruptly because of the anger gushing out of Qin Ang's eyes.

Qin Ang turned his head back, pulled the man's arm and walked out again, his face was so gloomy that he almost squeezed out the water.

Their movement attracted the attention of the police outside. Zheng Er was leaning against the ring to watch the police busy. When he saw Jiang Bai being dragged out, he immediately went forward to stop Qin Ang. "what you do?"

Many people came to pay attention, and Hu Yue was also pushing away from the crowd.

Qin Ang's voice was cold, "Get out of the way!"

"you......"

"Zheng Er, you go back first." Jiang Bai suddenly interrupted Zheng Er's words, "Go back and take care of peace, I'm fine."

Zheng Er looked at him hesitantly.

However, Qin Ang waited impatiently, and directly pushed the person away.

Hu Yue only had time to call him, and then he and Zheng Er looked at each other.

Jiang Bai was pushed onto the SUV, and the other end of the handcuffs was tied to the armrest above his head. He could only lift his right hand high, watching Qin Ang go around the front cover and sit in the driver's seat.

The vehicle started in silence, passed through the streets and alleys and crowds illuminated by neon lights, and walked directly to the overpass, Jiang Bai recognized it, this is the way home.

Suddenly his mind went blank, and he could only break the silence first, "Qin Ang?"

Qin Ang still looked at the road ahead blankly, and it took a long time before he spoke, "The speed of the car is 60 kilometers per hour now, and it will take about half an hour to get home. I will give you half an hour to organize your words, or you can do it right now. Explain it all to me."

"you......"

Qin Ang looked at him sideways, with deep eyes, "I believe everything you say."

Jiang Bai was stunned, his chest, which had been suffocated all the time, did not become lighter because of Qin Ang's words, but became more heavy. He thought that he should not be worthy of Qin Ang's trust in him, he believed so much What is he for...

He leaned his head against the car window, looking at the flashing street lights and vehicles that were overtaken or overtaken, and the rolling hills in the distance, they were hidden in the night, with only a few outlines showing, This reminds Jiang Bai of the mountains in Myanmar.

His voice was deep and hoarse, as if it had been scrubbed in the sand, "You should know that I was not born in the United States, I lived in Burma until I was ten years old..."

In an unknown small village near the Golden Triangle in northern Myanmar, surrounded by mountains, fields in the valley are planted with patches of poppies, and the bright red poppies extend along the ridges of the fields, stretching to places that the eyes can no longer reach.Outside the field ridges, there are muddy dirt roads winding deep into the mountains. Armed forces stand on the side of the roads with guns day and night to patrol.The people there were tanned by the scorching sun, skinny because they didn’t have enough to eat three times a day, everyone’s pupils were as peaceful as death, and even young people looked like dying old people.

Jiang Bai grew up in such a place.

"My parents...should have escaped or been caught there in the last century. I don't know the specifics. I only know that they have been gone since I can remember. I grew up randomly , whoever wants to support me will give me a bite to eat, follow the old people in the village to work in the fields, and just find a place to huddle at night, it’s so hot anyway, and I won’t freeze to death.”

"When I was seven or eight years old, the boss in the village wanted to arrest people to expand their armed forces and wanted children, so I was taken away with a few children."

Qin Ang asked him, "Are you Qiye's?"

Jiang Bai nodded, "It should be said that he is the former Seventh Master."

He was locked in a small room, which was pitch black, as if someone was holding a black cloth to cover his eyes, he couldn't see anything.Whether it was the darkness or the unknown of his own life and death, he was terribly afraid. He could only curl up in the corner and shiver with his knees hugged, biting his lips tightly and looking around the darkness in panic, his heart beating almost as fast as he could. He rushed out of his chest, breathing so heavily that his eardrums were about to burst.At the end, he could only hear the sound of his own breathing lingering in his ears, inhale, exhale, inhale again, exhale again... At that time, he really thought that he might die there directly .

Until the door was gently pushed open, the glaring white light almost blinded his eyes, but he was like a moth, the moment he saw the light, he seemed to see hope, and he tried his best to go to the door. He ran, but was grabbed by the neck by the person who came in.

A sense of suffocation came from his throat, and his eyes were bloodshot due to the difficulty of breathing. He tried to breathe with his mouth wide open, scratching the arm pinching his neck with his convulsive and trembling hands, his face gradually changed from pale to purple-black .

When he was about to pass out from suffocation, the man loosened his neck suddenly, and a large amount of air rushed into his lungs. He huddled up on the ground, coughing violently, almost coughing out his lungs.

That was the closest he was to death, and it was also the deepest one, so much so that he still trembles when he thinks about it now, his face is pale, he curled up on the seat, as if he had returned to that day, his pupils gradually dilated.

"Jiang Bai!" A warm and generous hand was placed on his left hand, pulling back his lax consciousness in an instant, and his pupils gradually became clear again, reflecting the dim lights outside the car.

Qin Ang did not know when he had parked the car on the side of the road, and a beam of street light happened to fall on their windshield, and then radiated light spots to radiate out.

Jiang Bai looked at the worried face in front of him, and pulled an ugly smile from the corner of his mouth, "Qin Ang, you are interrogating me."

How can you still worry about me?

Qin Ang didn't answer, but took out a key, leaned over to open the handcuffs on Jiang Bai's hand, and rubbed his wrist with red marks, "I'm sorry."

Almost at that moment, Jiang Bai's eye circles were red, and a sour feeling came to his heart, which made him almost shed tears.

He put his hand on Qin Ang's angular face, and smiled, "I don't blame you, I should have told you earlier."

"There are still many things to come, and I can tell you all about it."