Kidney master

Early the next morning, Ji Yi'an and Song Chu left for Shan State.

Ji Yi'an was driving, and Song Chu sat in the co-pilot to catch up on sleep.

Ji Yi'an turned his head to look at Song Chu frequently, the feeling of being watched constantly made Song Chu want to laugh.

She pressed her forehead against the car window, hugged her chest, her eyes were still closed, and she said with a smile in her voice, "Captain Ji, I know I'm pretty, but you look at me like this, and I can't even fall asleep."

Ji Yi'an slapped Song Chu on the back of the head without mercy, and sneered: "Just pretend you don't understand, then don't tell me what happened last night and stare at you every day."

Song Chu shrugged and said, "Welcome to watch."

What happened last night.

Song Chu felt a little embarrassed when he thought about it.

After listening to Ji Yi'an's words, her eyes turned red instantly, so she blinked a few times quickly to force back the tears, but she didn't want the surging tears to slide down her cheeks directly.

Song Chu's emotions were a little slow, and he suddenly cried before he could figure out why, Ji Yi'an was already frightened over there.

Ji Yi'an has seen Song Chu laugh, seen her injured and bleeding, and seen her get agitated and out of control, but he has never seen Song Chu cry.

Such a rough and used person, he was directly confused by the scene in front of him, he rushed to hug Song Chu in a hurry, and there was a sense of comfort in his movements.

There are only two words in my heart that are endlessly looping.

I fuck.

I fuck.

I fuck.

He quickly recalled what he said just now, but he didn't realize that any sentence had the power to make Song Chu cry.

"What's the matter, why are you crying all of a sudden?" He coaxed her gently.

But he didn't want the girl in his arms to wipe all the tears on his neckline in a hurry, and looked up at him, the cloudy weather turned rainy in an instant, and she smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked.

"Spicy."

This explanation was extremely insincere, and it made Ji Yi'an panic even more, for fear that what he said just now touched the thorn in Song Chu's heart again, and that Song Chu still had many unspeakable secrets that he did not tell him.

But no matter how he asked, Song Chu didn't want to say anything, and made jokes and pretended to be crazy to fool the past.

***

Ji Yi'an had no choice but to rest her forearm on the edge of the car window, and the other hand was weakly supporting the steering wheel. He subconsciously wanted to pick up a cigarette, but then caught a glimpse of Song Chu who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and put the cigarette case back.

It was quiet all the way.

Song Chu didn't wake up until there was a bump in the intersection, the heels of his palms pressed lightly under his eyes, the sun leaked from between his fingers, his eyelashes curled up, and the ink color of his eyeliner flew up.

"Where are you?" Her voice was hoarse from sleep.

"It's almost time, there are about 10 minutes left."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang, Ji Yi'an glanced down and pressed the speakerphone.

Cen Han's voice came out: "Team Ji, I've joined Team Zheng, are you almost there?"

Ji Yi'an: "Hurry up, pay attention to the surrounding situation, don't make people suspicious."

Once Zheng Guoli's undercover identity is exposed, he will surely die. He has too much involvement here.

"I know, there is no one in the small restaurant right now. I have already conducted an anti-monitoring monitoring test on the venue, and there is no problem."

Team Zheng opened a small Chinese restaurant in Shan State. The business of the restaurant is pretty good on weekdays. Chinese food is really attractive anywhere. Some street gangsters or local snakes often come here. It is inevitable during meals. Talk about hearsay news.

With a "hmm", Ji Yi'an hung up the phone and turned the steering wheel.

Song Chu followed the inertia and fell into Ji Yi'an's arms. Ji Yi'an's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly pinched her shoulders to straighten her up.

Song Chu tilted his head and kissed the back of his hand.

Ji Yi'an: "..."

Song Chu had a good time, lifted the sun visor on the car roof, and stretched his waist: "I can't help it."

Ji Yi'an: "..."

I don't know, I thought it was Song Chu who was chasing him!

***

The car stopped steadily at the intersection.

Song Chu rolled down the car window and looked out. The Chinese restaurant was on the second floor. This row was filled with various small shopfronts, and there was a long-corroded iron signboard outside.

Ji Yian put on his seat belt, leaned back, and picked up a bag from the back seat. Song Chu glanced at it and recognized that the outlined shape was a gun.

"Will it be dangerous this time?" she asked.

"It's not dangerous." Ji Yian replied while stuffing a piece of clothing into the bag, "just in case."

Song Chu followed Ji Yian up the narrow corridor.

Cen Han was already waiting at the door, and as soon as he saw the two of them, he went back to the room next to Zheng Guoli, and said in a deep voice, "Here we are."

Zheng Guoli stepped forward, Ji Yi'an strode towards him, and stretched out his hand in advance: "Captain Zheng, it's better to see once than hear for a long time!"

"Ji team!" Zheng Guoli took his hand and shook it heavily, "Don't call me Zheng team here, just call me Brother Guoli."

Ji Yi'an responded: "Brother Guoli."

He pointed at Song Chu behind him again: "I brought another person today, who is currently our police informant. He is in charge of the area in the western part of the northern city. His name is Song Chu."

Song Chu obediently called out, "Brother Guoli."

Zheng Guoli's complexion changed almost visibly with the naked eye, his pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at Song Chu in disbelief, his brows furrowed quickly.

Ji Yi'an: "Brother Guoli?"

Zheng Guoli returned to his senses, his eyes were still on Song Chu, and he repeated "Song Chu" in a murmur.He asked again, "I just think it looks familiar, and the name is also familiar."

Ji Yi'an asked: "Have you heard of the title Miss Song Er?"

Zheng Guoli recalled: "Second Miss Song... I heard that someone who was eating mentioned it, oh, I remembered, there was a big murder here five years ago, and it was rumored that this Second Miss Song did it. This matter was reported to the higher authorities, and then a gang of drug lords fled suddenly and was suppressed, why? This matter has something to do with this Second Miss Song?"

Before Ji Yi'an could reply, he quickly figured out that something was wrong.

Early Song Dynasty.Miss Song Er.

He was startled: "Could it be that Second Miss Song is..."

Song Chu held his hand and said with a smile, "I'm sorry Brother Guoli, it's me."

The little girl had picturesque eyes and an innocent and pure smile, it was hard to connect with that kind of bloody incident, Zheng Guoli quickly denied this suspicion secretly.

Those 108 corpses could not have been killed by Song Chu.

not to mention……

Ji Yi'an interrupted his thoughts: "Brother Guoli, it's almost dinner time, shall we go inside and chat?"

"Okay, you come with me."

Ji Yi'an glanced at Song Chu.

Song Chu pointed at Cen Han, saying that he and Cen Han stayed outside together.

***

Song Chu and Cen Han arrived at the simple balcony on the south side of the second floor.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, leaning against the iron red fence, the wind picked up the girl's long hair, her shoulders and neck were white and straight, like a white swan high above.

She took out the cigarette case, and raised her eyebrows at Cen Han from a distance: "Do you mind?"

Cen Han raised his chin.

So Song Chu twisted out a cigarette, the body of the cigarette was long and thin, held between fingers like white jade, half of the palm was closed, the flame flickered on and off, she lit the fire deftly, took a deep breath, and exhaled the blue-white smoke from her red lips .

"Why do you like your captain?" Song Chu asked suddenly.

Cen Han didn't bother to talk about it, rolled his eyes, and asked, "What's your reason?"

Song Chu lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her, the upturned ink color drawn at the end of his eyes showed a careless romantic meaning, she licked her lips and smiled, not knowing what she was thinking about.

"I, I don't know, maybe it's because I'm handsome."

Beautiful hands.

Nice muscles too.

The sound is also very nice.

Can touch and kiss, with the function of love talk.

Cen Han let out a disdainful "tss".

She didn't like Song Chu from the first time she saw her, not entirely because Ji Yian's special treatment of her made Cen Han feel jealous, but more importantly, Song Chu is a goblin that all women can recognize at a glance. .

The body is delicate and soft, so delicate that water can be squeezed out, and it has a wild and sexy that no man can refuse.

Coupled with her grandiose and undisguised provocative methods, there is no man who will not be caught, and no woman like Cen Han will like her.

Cen Han was sitting on a chair with a glass of lemon juice in his hand. She looked heroic and beautiful, and the first adjective that came to mind was heroic.

"I've liked the season team for two years." She said suddenly.

"Actually, I should have known that I wasn't his type. He was so good that I couldn't bear to let him go. I thought I would let him go when the season team had someone I liked."

Song Chu stood up slowly amidst her words, and looked straight at her.

Cen Han glanced at her, "Ji team likes you, right?"

Song Chu scratched his eyebrows and laughed slowly: "If I say yes, will you cry?"

Cen Han glanced at her.

Song Chu smiled, shrugged, and compromised: "Okay, yes."

"What about you?" Cen Han asked again.

Song Chu turned around, the wind hit her face, the corners of her skirt lifted, she heard her heart beating loudly, and her heart kept falling amidst the whistling wind, falling to that piece of pure land that no one had ever experienced before.

Song Chu laughed.

"Me too."

Cen Han pursed his lips: "That's good."

Song Chu tilted his head and raised his eyebrows: "I thought you would grab a shot from me."

Cen Han showed no expression: "I can't grab you."

Song Chu nodded: "That's true."

Cen Han: "..."

As noon approached, there were more vehicles and pedestrians on the street. The sound of getting up and honking was mixed with the sound of vendors hawking. The road surface was not clean, and there were scattered rotten vegetable leaves, cigarette butts, and paper balls.

The sun was warm.

Song Chu stared at the street downstairs for a while, then turned his head and smiled at Cen Han for a moment.

"My apologies to you." Song Chu said, "I told you last time that I would not steal Ji Yi'an from you, so I probably have to renege on my promise."

Cen Han said lightly, "I didn't break my promise, I never got in between the two of you, it's not a robbery."

***

the other side.

Zheng Guoli brought Ji Yi'an to the dark room behind the kitchen.

Various maps, photos, and sticky notes with detailed notes were pasted on the wall. Ji Yian scanned around and found that the seemingly chaotic information on the wall was actually arranged in order. Traces of a major drug crackdown.

"I have read the drug information about 'Blue Sun' you sent." Zheng Guoli said, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but a drug dealer may have mentioned it when I was eating here. I don’t understand, now that I think about it, maybe it really has something to do with the ‘Blue Sun’.”

Ji Yian looked serious.

"At that time, he told his companions that Lanhuo would 'swim' to China at ten o'clock in the evening."

"Swim? Waterway?"

"It should be. At that time, I asked if there was a new business. He said that this time it was a new profiteering business. If I asked again, I couldn't find anything."

For Blue Sun, a tablet costs 8 yuan, and a tablet of 40 pills costs [-] yuan. It is indeed a huge profit.

"However, the drug control on the waterway flowing to China is very strict now, and it is almost impossible to transport drugs to the mainland through this road."

"This is also my strange point, and the 'Blue Sun' dissolves in water, and the research and development cost should not be low according to the composition. It really shouldn't take this risky waterway. Even if you sell it to save your life, the loss is too high."

Ji Yian lowered his eyes in thought.

This is too unreasonable.

"Brother Guoli, do you think the focus is on water or land?"

"Waterway, the tricks of drug dealers to hide and transport drugs are getting more and more sophisticated. It's hard to guarantee that there is any way to cover the sky and block the sun."

This idea is the same as Ji Yian's, the more they think the impossible method, maybe it will be the scariest method in the end.

"Okay, our police will strictly control all waterways that flow into the country again." Ji Yi'an said, "As for the drug dealer who mentioned the 'blue goods' last time, if he comes again, brother Guoli, please remember to notify us in time."

"Don't worry, I know."

Zheng Guoli paused, and suddenly remembered something, "That's right! I should have his photo here."

He opened the drawer and found an old and yellowed photo album from the messy stacks of folders and information bags inside.

"During the Chinese New Year at the beginning of last year, my restaurant held an event, and I took a lot of photos at that time, and I remember that he also came."

He flicked through the photo album, and finally stopped on a photo. He took it out and handed it to Ji Yi'an: "This is the one, the one on the far left."

The man on the far left is tall, about 180, but very thin, as thin as a pole. There is a red oval birthmark on the left temple, which is easy to remember.

"Do you know which drug lord he belongs to?"

"I heard that he mentioned Brother Water Wolf to his companions. I suspect it's Nugu."

Crossbow ancient.

If it is really Nugu, then this case has collided with Ji Yian's original purpose of coming here.

"Do you have any news about Nugu?"

"No, he is too cautious. Apart from appearing in the mouths of those people, almost no one can see him. I suspect that he is no longer in the Golden Triangle. It's just that the industry here is still being managed."

Zheng Guoli reorganized the photo album, and suddenly, a photo fell from the crack.

Older than the others, with the photo curled and faded at all four corners.

Ji Yian bent down to pick it up, and stared at it for a while.

In the photo, two men, one is Zheng Guoli, and the other is Song Cheng, the current Minister of Public Security in Beijing, with their shoulders hooked and their smiles bright.

"Brother Guoli." Ji Yi'an handed over the photo.

Zheng Guoli took it and pursed his lower lip. This photo was taken 20 years ago. At that time, he and Song Cheng were front-line anti-narcotics police. several years.

"That girl outside just now—named Song Chu, from the girl's family, living here alone?"

"Well, but fortunately, no one dares to bully her."

"The 108 people back then...?"

"She didn't kill it." Ji Yi'an briefly described what happened back then to Zheng Guoli, sighed, and said, "However, no one dares to bully that girl now, so it should be credited to this incident."

"A girl is not safe after all, Ji team, you help me call her in, I will talk to her alone, if something happens to me in the future, I will help if I can."

Ji Yi'an smiled, and went out to call Song Chu.

***

"Brother Guoli." Song Chu entered the room.

She turned her gaze around the dark room, "Your place looks like a water curtain cave."

"Early Song Dynasty, Early Song Dynasty..." Zheng Guoli called her name as if talking to himself.

Song Chu didn't know why, so he looked at him strangely.

"Your father—" Zheng Guoli's voice was hoarse, and he coughed lightly, "Is he the current Minister of Public Security?"