Kidney master

Ji Yian was teased by Song Chu intentionally or unintentionally for a whole day, and the result was that he didn't sleep well all night.

He opened his eyes, stared straight at the ceiling, the surrounding was silent, all the frenzy was confined in his chest, he slowly let out a breath, and suppressed the roiling and restless passion/desire.

In the middle of the night when he finally fell asleep drowsily, he was finally woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.

A very brief sound—

drop.

Ji Yi'an broke free from the dream, covered half of his face with the back of his hand and let it go for half a minute.

Then he picked up the phone, it was from Xiao Yan.

——The earthworm has moved.

As expected, Ji Yi'an curled his lips inconspicuously, slowly raised his body and exhaled a cloud of stale air.

He propped his hands behind his back, his neck drooped, and he squinted his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, he touched the unintentionally harmonious protrusion on the quilt.

"..."

He got up and sat on the side of the bed, opened the cigarette case and took out a cigarette, put his elbows on his knees, and quietly smoked the whole cigarette with his back bent, barely suppressing the disharmony before going into the bedroom to wash.

After washing up and walking out of the bedroom, Song Chu had already woken up.

Very old-fashioned, healthy, living, holding a glass of milk, sitting on the sofa in the living room and flipping through a magazine. Unfortunately, the magazine is a very trendy fashion magazine, and the clothes are loose, and you can look good when you bow your head and bend over. His eyes were filled with a narrow smile.

Ji Yi'an looked at the culprit who tortured him all night, and felt his lips dry again.

He coughed lightly: "Why did you get up so early today?"

Song Chu let out a "huh" and raised his finger to point to the clock.

"It's getting late, it's Captain Ji, you got up late, it's... didn't sleep well last night?"

Ji Yi'an heard the banter in her words, and then realized that this bastard was deliberately provoking him in this concave shape early in the morning!

Ji Yi'an was really tired, frowned, and silently recited "Cultivate the Body" three times, then knocked on the top of Song Chu's head: "I have nothing to do all day to find something to entertain me, is it fun?"

Song Chu smiled and nodded: "It's quite fun."

Ji Yi'an didn't bother to talk to her, walked over to open the refrigerator, poured a cup of pure milk and drank it up.

"Have you had breakfast?" he asked.

Song Chu: "I don't have the habit of eating breakfast."

"What a broken habit, change it for me."

Song Chu blinked, and responded with a very good-tempered "Hey".

"You don't have any taboos. There are no ingredients in the refrigerator, so I'll just make something casually."

"it is good."

Ji Yi'an picked up the big jug of milk again, carefully scanned the additives and precautions, then poured out a saucer and put it on the coffee table.

"Leave it for 10 minutes, let it cool down for Yuanxiao to drink."

The milk dog was lethargic, Yuan Xiao was still asleep at the moment, squinting and squinting at Song Chu's feet, the limp golden hair wrapped around the little girl's clean heels.

Song Chu closed the magazine: "Then I will thank Dad for it."

Ji Yi'an sneered: "I'm Dad, what are you?"

"Mom." Song Chu replied simply, as if they were playing a role-playing house now.

Although there is nothing particularly romantic about the fact that her own son is a dog, Ji Yi'an was still very happy to be easily coaxed by her.

He squeezed Song Chu's chin and leaned over to rub her forehead, then walked happily into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Song Chu leaned on the sofa, glanced sideways towards the kitchen, her eyes were full of smiles, the back of her head was leaning back, and there was a careless flair at the end of her eyes.

Gee.

This is too coaxing.

Haven't you been in love several times?

Song Chu smiled and shook his head lightly, looking away, she was too embarrassed to tease him.

***

Ji Yi'an has been training in the military camp for several months, and everything is uniform and standard. Sometimes the assault training requires him to support himself for a week in the wild with natural materials.

So he is still very good at cooking some home-cooked dishes, and he can make fire by drilling wood, not to mention gas.

After a while, the smell of warm vegetables wafted from the kitchen, and Ji Yi'an wore a pink and white plaid apron around his waist, looking very lively.

After a while, he brought out two bowls of noodles and two pieces of fried eggs, with a few green onions sprinkled on top, and a few drops of soy sauce on the fried eggs.

A very simple breakfast, but a "family meal" that was rarely available in the early Song Dynasty.

She touched the milk dish, and it was not too cold, so she shoveled in another half spoonful of dog food, soaked it soft and placed it by Yuanxiao's nose.

Yuan Xiao, who smelled the smell, quickly woke up blinking and blinking, and began to eat breakfast happily.

Song Chu poked the fried egg, the egg yolk inside was bright orange red, it had just solidified, and it was still a little greasy, it looked very appetizing.

"Chef Ji." Song Chu boasted.

Ji Yi'an glanced at her: "Yeah, it's a rare thing to do."

"Have you ever cooked for someone before?"

"Did it in college training."

"I'm the first girl to eat the dishes you cook yourself?"

Ji Yi'an laughed out loud and said "hmm".

"By the way." Ji Yi'an suddenly remembered something, "Didn't you say last time that your major in college is fashion design? If everything here is over in the future, will you go back to study?"

Song Chu couldn't help but pause for the chopsticks he was holding, and looked at him with dark pupils.

"Is this going to end here?" she asked.

"Yes." Ji Yi'an hardly hesitated.

Song Chu was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about the possibility of this firm promise.

"...I don't know, maybe I will get a mixed diploma. After all, my current education is only a high school, and my dad still keeps saying that I am a graduate student. I am very embarrassed."

"However." Song Chu paused, blinked and flew towards Ji Yi'an, "In that case, will we have a foreign love?"

Ji Yi'an raised his eyebrows: "Love?"

Song Chu nodded: "By then, I must be in love."

Ji Yi'an smiled and nodded, rubbing her hair: "Okay."

***

Ji Yi'an didn't tell Song Chu the latest progress until after dinner.

Xiao Yan's text message—the earthworm has taken action—means that the earthworm has further confirmed Cen Han's identity.

This morning, the Yunnan General Department of Public Security received an anonymous report email stating that "Han Cen" in the anti-drug corps had colluded with drug traffickers in the former eastern jurisdiction for profit.

Cen Han used the name "Han Cen" when he introduced himself yesterday, and the timing was so accurate, it was very obvious that it was the actions of the earthworm gang.

When Song Chu heard Ji Yi'an finished speaking, he was very excited.

"So I went to him today to inquire about my crimes! How about it, do you want to take me with you? He hurt you last time, so sister Chuchu will avenge you this time!"

Ji Yi'an: "..."

The little girl was probably really excited, her cheeks were flushed.

terrorist.

"Girl's film, put it in front of me and return to sister Chuchu?"

"It's not like you never called me that." Song Chu smiled, "So what are you going to do now?"

"He did this just to make sure that Cen Han really has a backer. If the backer is really strong enough, then even if he stabbed Cen Han out, he would still not be investigated. If the backer is not strong enough, this stabbing, if Cen Han really has What, just deal with it as a black policeman."

Song Chu didn't think there was any mystery in it, and after listening to the reaction for a while, he said, "So this time you are going to gain his trust and then get his goods?"

"Yes."

"Shouldn't Xingshi be more confident when he asked the teacher?"

"..." Ji Yi'an sighed, "Yes, ancestor."

"Me." Smiling, Song Chu pointed at himself with his index finger, "26 years of professionalism, being scary will definitely make you angry."

Ji Yi'an couldn't help laughing while being helpless.

Song Chu has been pretending professionally for 26 years. Once she cools down, the dreadful temperament on her body is integrated into her flesh and blood. But these days, she pretends to be obedient and miserly, making Ji Yi'an quickly forget that she used to be covered in It looks like a thorn.

"Why are you angry?" Ji Yi'an stretched lazily.

Song Chu poked him on the back: "This is angry."

In the current situation, in order to make everything develop in a reasonable and reasonable way, Ji Yi'an can't care about his real identity as a policeman at this time, he has to act like a villain who really eats human flesh and drinks human blood. This "Ji Yi'an" can do it.

Perhaps, we really have to follow Song Chu's train of thought.

"How about it, send me to complete this mission?" Song Chu stared straight at him.

***

at night.

Ji Yi'an got the whereabouts of the earthworms provided by the informant.

"Remember, the earthworm must have been prepared, and will definitely push this matter to some subordinate. You just go down the laid ladder, and you still have to do business with him."

Song Chu impatiently "tsk" and said in a lazy tone, "Know-know-la-"

"Don't kill anyone." He urged again.

Song Chu nodded his head like a tumbler: "Hey, huh."

For this "performance", Song Chu also put on a special make-up, with red lips, raised eyebrows, and straight eyeliner, making him look a bit inhuman and cold.

They walked through a resplendent storefront, and then a dark alleyway, with a mess of black clouds pressing down on the city's electric wires, and finally arrived at a small shop selling snacks. .

"Brother Earthworm."

Ji Yi'an saw the people in the shop clearly, and greeted them nicely.

The earthworm caught a glimpse of the approaching person, but his face didn't change much, probably he had already prepared for it.

Song Chu glanced at the people behind him: "Which of you can speak Chinese, come out and translate." After she finished speaking, she muttered, "Fuck...it's so troublesome, I have to translate something."

A man stood up and said he could speak Chinese.

Ji Yi'an picked up a chair beside him and sat down, lit a cigarette in his spare time, exhaled a puff of smoke, and opened his mouth slowly.

"Han Cen was investigated." Ji Yi'an looked over with a half-smile in the smoke, "You did it, right?"

After hearing the translation, Earthworm raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I really don't know about this."

He looked relaxed at first, but suddenly a strange wind flew by his ears!The earthworm's complexion changed instantly, and he turned his face almost subconsciously.

A blade with an evil spirit was silently nailed to the wooden board behind him.

Song Chu shot directly without saying hello, instantly tensing up the already turbulent atmosphere.

Ji Yi'an's eyesight was good, and he lightly lit a cigarette: "Unfortunately, the director of the Public Security Bureau has already withheld the report letter, and Han Cen checked the email IP address, which is very easy to crack, this is too coincidental .”

The earthworm was silent for half a minute after listening.

Then he laughed and stood up, walked to Ji Yian's side, and patted him on the shoulder: "I will never do this kind of thing, we have nothing else, we must have loyalty."

Song Chu watched coldly.

The subsequent development was exactly as Ji Yian expected.

Earthworm found out the "inner ghost", and then threw that subordinate to them, and let them deal with it to make amends, and then smiled and said that he hoped to sell him a face and let him go.

Song Chu naturally would not agree.

Ji Yi'an took a look at him, carried the man out of the shop, kicked the man's leg, and the man fell out completely.

Song Chu smiled, but this time the blade was no longer hidden between her fingers, but moved between her five fingers, very nimbly, as if she had eyes.

The wind frizzed her long hair.

She approached step by step, then bent one leg and squatted down in front of the man.

There was already a look of fear in the man's eyes.

Song Chu snorted unscrupulously, and the blade slowly and gently slashed across the man's face, cutting a white scratch.

The man broke down and yelled, and said a few words in Burmese, probably calling for earthworms in the house. Song Chu could only understand a few words of "Help" at the top of his lungs.

Song Chu slowly blew on his face: "What are you afraid of?"

She picked up the man's jaw with the blade.

The little girl smiled brightly, even her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she smiled very sincerely, but her fingers secretly pressed hard, and slowly pierced it against the man's chin.

In an instant, blood oozed out.

The fear of death made the man ignore this blade that "strangles fate's throat". He gritted his teeth suddenly, retreated a few inches, and raised his right hand to stab Song Chu's neck.

Ji Yi'an's eyebrows twitched, and he directly grabbed his fist and dislocated it.

It was the first time for him to see Song Chu doing this illegal and discipline-breaking thing with his own eyes, and he was terrified at the moment, not knowing what happened to her in the past.

The blade pierced into the chin did not cut deep, which brought psychological torture.

And now the dislocated right hand is solid physical torture.

The night wind blows gently across the face

Ji Yi'an said softly, "Early Song Dynasty."

The little girl used her thumb hard and lightly hooked her index finger to easily remove the blade.

On the one hand, he was ruthless enough to make people jump in fear, and on the other hand, he was a little too obedient.

The alley is very narrow and the light is very dark, only Song Chu's fair and glowing face is very eye-catching.

Her fingers were slender, and the blade she was pinching was still dripping blood. Song Chu casually rubbed it on the man's clothes and threw it on the ground.

When he looked up at Ji Yi'an again, the cruelty and murderous aura in his pupils had completely faded away.

She whistled at Ji Yi'an, her eyes were bright.

Like a baby leopard waiting for praise after the first full hunting mission.

***

The cargo chain between Earthworm, Cen Han, and Ji Yi'an is gradually getting on the right track.

Because of its high addiction and great damage to the nerves, "Blue Sun" has not spread on a large scale in the past few months in order to protect this way of profiteering from being noticed by the police.

At least in China, there is only a small amount of circulation in Yunnan, and it has temporarily stopped due to the investigation and suspension of transportation; some high-end bars and nightclubs in some Southeast Asian countries, Europe, America and other countries are also in circulation.

This is what Ji Yian and Cen Han found out after they established cooperation with Earthworm.

"When is the delivery time agreed upon by you?" Pang Ju was on the phone with Ji Yi'an.

"Three days later." Ji Yi'an said, "Their production volume of 'Blue Sun' is not large, and this time it is also for us to try shipping."

"Is there any definite information about who is behind the development and sales of 'Blue Sun'?"

"No, but nine out of ten it's Nugu. Cen Han has investigated on the sidelines, but the earthworm doesn't say anything. But Team Zheng told us before that the earthworm belongs to Nugu's subordinates. With Nugu's power, if the earthworm wants to betray I can't live."

Pang Ju wanted to say more, when he suddenly heard a female voice on the phone announcing boarding.

He froze for a moment and asked, "Are you at the airport now?"

"Well, I'll send Song Chu off, and she's going back to Beijing today." Ji Yi'an said.

The little girl was standing next to him, her luggage had already been checked in, because Ji Yi'an would probably be too busy these days to take care of Little Yuanxiao, so Song Chu took it with her and sent it to the pet check-in.

She had a woolen overcoat hanging on her arm. She didn't need to wear it in the weather here, but she had to put it on after getting off the plane.

"That girl is from Beijing."

"En." Ji Yi'an tilted his head, rubbed Song Chu's hand, and said to Pang Ju, "I'll hang up first, and I'll send you a report on the specific situation later."

"merciful."

Song Chu clamped the ticket into his passport: "Then I'll go in first."

"Okay." Ji Yi'an nodded, took the suitcase in her hand and sent it to the security checkpoint.

"I haven't bought the ticket to come back yet, I will come back soon, Captain Ji." Song Chu looked at him and smiled, "Be careful and remember to miss me."

Ji Yi'an smiled and touched his nose: "I'll call you at night, go in quickly."

"Ah."

Song Chu took a few steps forward, then backed away again, ran up to Ji Yian again, stood on tiptoe, and bumped his lips against his.

Her eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon.