I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

It was too late for the police to appear, Qin Nuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Yi clenched his fingers, and he lowered his eyes to hide the deep disappointment in his eyes.

Lin Ci had a panoramic view of everything, he sighed deeply.

He didn't know how to respond to Qin Nuan's feelings. To him, Qin Nuan was like a family member. He didn't want to hurt Qin Nuan, so he had no choice but to not respond.

As for Wang Yi's feelings, he has no position to persuade anyone, so he can only refuse to comment.

The police quickly completed the transcript according to the procedure, and Lin Ci and Song Yan signed for confirmation respectively.

"Do you know Tang Kang?" The policeman wearing glasses adjusted his glasses. He looked at Lin Ci and asked, "The two of you have a good relationship?"

"It's just acquaintance," Lin Ci raised his eyebrows in surprise. He thought for a moment, and felt that the people of country A might not know how to be subtle, so he said directly: "The two have been together for a while, but the current relationship is not good."

Hearing Lin Ci explain his relationship with Tang Kang in this way, Song Yan curled his lips while lying on the hospital bed. He grasped the point and asked in confusion, "What does this have to do with Tang Kang?"

"The leader of the kidnapper is a man named Damai," the policeman shrugged, and he explained, "He contacted Tang Kang and demanded a ransom of [-] million U.S. dollars."

Lin Ci was shocked instantly, he opened his mouth slightly, this guy named Damai dared to speak, five hundred million!dollars!

Is the other party crazy about money?How could he be so valuable?

Song Yan frowned, his sharp eyes swept across the policeman, and the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Did he give it?"

Song Yan didn't believe it anymore. According to Tang Kang's style of dealing with things in the name of love and hurting Lin Ci everywhere, could the other party readily accept the ransom?

He felt that it wasn't that Tang Kang didn't like Lin Ci, but that there was a limit to his liking, and if he exceeded it, he would hesitate.

"No," said the bespectacled policeman, closing his notebook, "The kidnappers were caught while the two parties were still bargaining."

Song Yan turned his head and looked at Lin Ci's shocked expression. He pondered for a moment and asked intentionally, "According to your judgment, how much ransom is Tang Kang willing to pay in the end?"

"The kidnapper asked for [-] million A currency," the policeman raised his eyebrows. He suddenly understood what the Asian man in front of him was thinking. He spread his hands: "Tang Kang countered with [-] million yuan. There was no agreement. The disparity is too great. It is estimated that the negotiations will fail in the end.”

Hearing that the negotiation might fail, Song Yan raised an eyebrow at Lin Ci, which was obvious.

This rival is out.

Lin Ci rolled his eyes. Song Yan really seized every opportunity to attack Tang Kang. Tang Kang's approach was very kind, and he was willing to pay [-] million yuan to redeem him.

He didn't think he was so valuable.

"I agree with you for the time being." Song Yan seemed to see through Lin Ci's thoughts. He stuck out his tongue and licked the gums, and said solemnly to the police: "My promise, you can consider it."

"I've already considered it," the policeman quickly pulled out a purchase order from his bag, and he smiled happily: "We need you to donate a hundred police cars."

"No problem," Song Yan nodded, turned around and arranged for Wang Yi: "Donate in the name of the studio, let Chen Jie do it."

"Okay." Wang Yi nodded, Chen Jie has been too busy recently.

"Wait," why did Song Yan want to donate a police car?Lin Ci turned his head around, and he probably understood what happened. He pursed his lips: "How much is a hundred police cars?"

"One car costs more than 6 A national currency." The policeman rolled his eyes, and he laughed: "One hundred vehicles is more than 600 million A national currency. Mr. Song is a generous man."

Song Yan is an idiot!

Lin Ci rolled his eyes again, more than 600 million A country currency is equivalent to more than 5000 million RMB.

With so many cars donated, the police still let Song Yan put himself in danger, and even put him in a sea of ​​fire, but no one tried to open the iron gate?

If he didn't arrive in time, he and Song Yan would be like him and his parents, separated from each other. Lin Ci shuddered when he thought of the consequences.

"Except for this matter," the policeman was about to say something when his cell phone rang, he opened it, read the message, then looked up and said, "Balley's accomplice confessed that Mr. Qin's car accident was instigated by Zhao Xin .”

There was no expression on Qin Nuan's face. He knew that the car accident was definitely not an accident, and he was not surprised that it was instigated by Zhao Xin.

"Mr. Qin, is it convenient for you now?" The policeman shook the notebook in his hand, and he asked, "I need to make a record."

"It's convenient." Qin Nuan nodded, and he pointed to the outside: "The patient needs to rest, let's go outside to take notes."

"I'll accompany you," Wang Yi walked quickly behind Qin Nuan, he stretched out his hand to push the wheelchair away, and said softly, "I also have some evidence."

Qin Nuan looked at Wang Yi, who looked down and compliant, but he didn't refuse, but acquiesced to the other party's actions.

Wang Yi pushed Qin Nuan and followed the police out of the room, and the police closed the door intimately.

When Song Yan heard the sound of closing the door, he immediately pulled out the liquid in his hands, turned over and got out of bed, and went straight to Lin Ci's hospital bed.

Lin Ci was startled.

"What are you doing?" Lin Ci stared at Song Yan with beautiful eyes, and he looked at the back of Song Yan's hand, where blood was dripping from the needle hole.

Lin Ci stood up and took a piece of paper from the bedside table. He reached out and grabbed Song Yan's hand, and pressed lightly on the eye of the needle.

Song Yan looked at Lin Ci without turning his eyes. This is his treasure, what his heart desires, and the person he gave his life for.

"Don't look at me like that!" Lin Ci's ears were slightly red, and he moved his body uncomfortably.

"Okay." Song Yan said hoarsely, he looked at Lin Ci's hand pressing the back of his hand, his eyes flashed with distress.

Lin Ci's hands are very beautiful, both slender and fair, but at this moment, Lin Ci's hands are full of strangle marks, and the bruises look very scary.

"I'm fine, does it hurt?" Song Yan half-kneeled, he took Lin Ci's hand behind his back, and he put his lips on Lin Ci's palm.

"Next time I'll tie you up," Lin Ci pouted, "I'll let you try it, and you'll know."

"Okay, next time you tie me up." Song Yan touched Lin Ci's finger lightly, his face serious: "Trust me, I won't let you get hurt again."

"Well," Lin Ci bent his eyes, he used his eyes to trace Song Yan's eyebrows, and then stretched out his five fingers, interlocking with Song Yan: "Are you a prodigal son, donating so much?"

Song Yan is the silly son of a landlord?The sky-high price of support, the sky-high price of salvation...

"I still need them to hand over..." Song Yan lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Lin Ci, he paused: "Zhao...Xin...Qian Kailu is easy to handle."

"Song Yan," Lin Ci stretched out his other hand. He raised Song Yan's chin and made him look at him. Their eyes intertwined: "I said, you are you, and your mother is your mother. I also said that I don't vent my anger, so you don't have to feel that you owe me anything. "

Lin Ci was telling the truth, even if he had no relationship with Song Yan, he might have been killed by Zhao Xin's conspiracy long ago. Anyway, Song Yan was the most innocent from the beginning to the end of the incident.

"Lin Xiaoci," Song Yan's eyes turned red suddenly, and he choked up, "I want to kiss you."

"Don't!" Lin Ci stretched out his hand to cover Song Yan's mouth, and he shuddered because of the pain of his tongue: "According to your posture, you want to kiss me faintly, three months, within three months, you don't want to kiss me." I."

"I love you." Song Yan laughed in a deep voice, his whole chest heaving and unsteady, he bent down, and pressed his lips reverently to Lin Ci's.

Song Yan wanted to straighten up, but Lin Ci stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, and he bit Song Yan's ear lightly, with a rare frivolous tone: "When I get well, I will pester you for three days and three nights. Want to get out of bed."

"You've turned bad." Song Yan's heart was filled with happiness. He turned over on the hospital bed, hugged Lin Ci into his arms, and laughed softly: "As I said, every day from now on, I will let you Night high/tide."

The atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, Lin Ci leaned his head on Song Yan's arms, and suddenly, he remembered a sentence: My hometown is where my heart is at ease.

Song Yan is his peace of mind.

The two hugged silently.

After half a sound.

"When the case is over," Song Yan stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Lin Ci's hair. He softened his voice: "Let's go home, shall we?"

"Going home? Where?" Mentioning this, Lin Ci turned his head and glared at Song Yan angrily, and asked angrily, "Crane Garden?"

If Song Yan still dared to say anything about reinstalling Crane Garden, Lin Ci ground his teeth, and he would just throw Song Yan out.

Some accounts have not been settled yet, just because he is not free and the atmosphere is not right, it does not mean that he just let Song Yan go.

The ambiguous atmosphere disappeared instantly.

"No," Song Yan was full of desire to survive, and he quickly stated: "We don't go to the Crane Garden, and I will deal with the Crane Garden when I go back."

He now has a shadow over He Wan, let alone Lin Ci, he wants to go back and slap himself in the past.

"Then where are we going?" Lin Ci slowly closed his eyes, and pressed the corners of his upturned mouth: "Do you want to eat soft food?"

Soft rice?Song Yan blinked, and he understood instantly.

The property on the tropic line has already been transferred to Lin Ci, and if he moves in, he will be given soft food.

"Then will you feed me?" Song Yan kissed Lin Ci's eyelids, and he said hoarsely: "I don't eat much, it's easy to raise."

"Are you honest about what you said?" Lin Ciwen smiled, shaking his shoulders, and he laughed at Song Yan mercilessly: "It's just that you have many things and high demands, and serving you is like serving the uncle."

"I'll change it," Song Yan said quickly, and he almost put up his fingers to swear: "I'll change it all. From now on, I, who eat soft food, will all listen to you, the gold master."

"You learn to cook in the future." Lin Ci rolled his eyelids, he couldn't make emotional arrangements: "I'll send you my favorite recipes, and you memorize them and learn how to cook them."

"Okay." Song Yan agreed quite happily, he didn't dare to hesitate, that's what he said to Lin Ci back then.

"From now on, you will be in charge of washing the dishes." Lin Ci frowned, looking like a rich man.

"Okay." Song Yan blinked, and when he got back, he would buy the most automatic dishwasher for his home.

Lin Ci pursed his lips and smiled in satisfaction. He raised his hand and patted the back of Song Yan's hand as a sign of encouragement: "Do it well."

"That's all I can do?" Song Yan leaned close to Lin Ci's ear, bit him lightly, and smiled ambiguously: "I can warm the bed and please you..."

"Can you clear up the waste in your mind?" Lin Ci rolled his eyes at Song Yan: "Don't think about starting the car every day."

"Facing you," Song Yan gently brushed Lin Ci's lips with his warm fingertips, and he whispered, "My mind is full of minions."

Lin Ci stretched out his hand to caress Song Yan's chest, but couldn't help it, he rolled his eyes and laughed.

Neither Song Yan nor Lin Ci knew about it, they were separated by the door of the ward.

Qin Nuan sat quietly in the wheelchair.

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