Kidney master

Ji Yi'an's home is in a very good local community, high-rise 18th floor, simple and clean room type, Bailaiping, it is too empty to live alone.

He took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and threw them in front of Song Chu.

Song Chu glanced at the shoe cabinet. It was clean. There were several pairs of casual shoes, running shoes, and two pairs of shiny military boots. The slippers were all gray regardless of gender.

There is not a single photo of family and friends in the house.

Song Chu understood that those working in anti-drug work should not disclose the identities of their family and friends, otherwise they would most likely be retaliated by drug dealers.

"This house is quite expensive."

Looking around at the beginning of Song Dynasty, the furniture is not high-quality, but ordinary materials and brands.

It's just that the location, floors, and layout of this house are all among the best in the local area, so it can't be cheap.

"This is not Beijing." Ji Yi'an glanced at her, turned around and closed the door, "The housing price is not high."

"Satire me?" Song Chu raised his eyebrows.

"No."

"I only have one house in the Golden Triangle, and I still rent it. There is no house in Beijing." Song Chu said.

Ji Yi'an thought of the first night he saw her, the bottle of wine she brought in, with a market price of three or four thousand, she gave it away with a wave of her hand, she really didn't look like someone short of money.

Then come to her jade bracelet and the clothes in the closet, all of them are expensive at first glance, and the famous brand logos on the clothes are not uncommon for rough guys like Ji Yi'an.

However, there is no conflict between lack of money and whether there is a house.

Some people spend money like dirt and can't save money; some people cling to money so hard that they never live a good life.

Song Chu turned on the TV, and said slowly: "This man, he can't help but die one day, what's the point of buying a house."

Ji Yi'an paused, knowing that she was neither the former nor the latter.

She was just naive, and she didn't think about where she would settle down. In a place like the Golden Triangle, she didn't even think carefully about how to live longer.

***

The TV turned on, casting a layer of light blue light on the girl's small and tall nose.

The nature of this incident was bad, and it had been spread all over the Internet for the first time, and now the local TV station is still broadcasting related follow-up content.

Song Chu was on the plane during the day today. After getting off the plane, his mobile phone was turned off. He didn't understand what happened. He watched the news in silence, his eyes deepened.

"Are you late because you went on this mission?" she asked.

"Ah."

"Have you killed all those drug dealers?" Her voice was extremely cold, and a storm was about to come.

"Catch 5 alive, and the rest are all dead."

"Sorry, I didn't understand the situation." Her apology was very crisp.

Ji Yi'an was stunned for a moment, and belatedly realized that she was apologizing for her temper at the airport, which is rather strange.

The screen on the TV jumped to the screen of the Beijing Ministry of Public Security. The Minister of Public Security is making a public statement to the Golden Triangle drug traffickers on this vicious incident.

When this incident happened, instead of being threatened, the Chinese side resolutely took a firm attitude to confront it. In the next few days, one can imagine how busy the anti-drug brigade will be.

Song Chu stared at the TV fixedly, Ji Yi'an lowered his eyes, stood behind her, and looked at the top of her head.

It was hard to hide her hatred and disgust for the drug dealers in her tone just now, but she was also the one who called those drug dealers brothers in the bar, with a flawless smile and flattery on her face.

How many masks does this woman have?

"We suspect that Jiasu is the leader of this mission." Ji Yi'an said suddenly.

Song Chu paused: "Gasu is Brother Water Wolf's agent in China. Oh, Brother Water Wolf is our name, which is Nugu. Are you sure Jiasu is the leader, not Nugu?"

"Not sure, but those drug dealers have the same tattoo on their necks as Gaso, a poisonous snake."

Song Chu frowned: "That should not be directly related to Nugu. I have met Jiasu's subordinates, and they do have that kind of tattoo. He is the agent of the Chinese side. The strict drug control has ruined a lot of his goods before. His temper, It's normal to be angry."

Ji Yi'an twisted his fingers: "You know him so well?"

Song Chu smiled and looked back: "As I said, I am neither enemy nor friend, let's be afraid of each other, on the surface the relationship is pretty good."

Ji Yi'an fell silent because he would be afraid of a desperado who openly provoked a big country.

Song Chu knew what he was thinking: "They are afraid of me because I spared my life. I practiced a little kung fu in the early years. Outsiders always seem to be too bloody. If it is passed on, it will be passed on."

Ji Yi'an has seen her kung fu before, and when her finger was cut, she still left room for it. The two men in the factory that day precisely avoided the arteries and tendons, which is enough to show that her kung fu is truly terrifying.

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

Song Chu laughed uncontrollably: "You should ask me, how many people have I killed?"

The corners of Ji Yi'an's eyes twitched fiercely, his throat sank: "They are all drug dealers?"

"What?" Song Chu raised his eyebrows, "I don't care anymore, Team Ji is already trying to find a way to excuse my murderous behavior? We've only known each other for a few days, how affectionate..."

She teased without seriousness, and said again, "It's a pity, you anti-drug police kill drug dealers to kill harm for the people, and if I kill drug dealers as an ordinary person, it can only be regarded as murder."

The clock hanging above the living room is ticking, ticking, and the hands are turning, time is passing, but it is still as if frozen.

"Why are you confessing this to me?" Ji Yi'an closed his eyes, suppressing all those turbulent emotions.

Song Chu smiled shamelessly, and with one sentence, Ji Yi'an's thought that she had repented was completely overshadowed.

"Because I handled the corpse professionally and left no evidence. Now I'm just chatting. I won't admit it when I actually enter the interrogation room."

Ji Yi'an slandered that this was indeed a complete bastard, but at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

"Last time, you said that there was a way for me to get in touch with Gasu, and what was the way." He changed the topic to a more relaxed one.

Feeling too relaxed, Song Chu laughed outright, got up from the sofa, walked around to Ji Yian, looked up at him with a smile.

She raised her hand, and the satin sleeve slipped down to reveal a white wrist, her fingertips touched the gauze on Ji Yi'an's side face, and her little finger flirtatiously hooked his ear.

One touch and release, the teasing is over.

"I'll tell you tomorrow." Song Chu chuckled.

After all, she didn't wait for the man to answer, she went straight into the bedroom on the right side of the living room, and occupied the magpie's nest with peace of mind.

Ji Yi'an's lips were tightly closed, his jaw line was tense, and his eyes were dark.

He had planned to give the bed to Song Chu to sleep in, but he didn't care about it. He took out a quilt from the cabinet and lay down on the sofa.

***

The night passed quickly.

Song Chu sniffed the scent of the man left on the quilt, and fell asleep shortly after touching the pillow. Not only did he not take sleeping pills, he also didn't recognize the bed.

rare.

At 06:30 in the morning, the door was knocked awake.

Ji Yi'an's voice came in: "Are you up yet, I'm going to the bureau."

Song Chu opened the door the next second, and saw the man outside who was yelling to go out a second ago with a toothbrush in his mouth, and Song Chu had already packed up.

Ji Yi'an was stunned for a moment: "So early?"

"Yeah." Song Chu stretched his waist and walked over him.

Ji Yi'an went back to the bathroom outside and quickly finished brushing his teeth, then splashed water on his face as if he had washed his face.

"It's already 'tomorrow', can you tell me your information?" He went out and asked while wiping his face.

Song Chu: "I'll go to the police station with you."

Ji Yi'an picked up the police uniform on the hanger, nodded and buttoned it one by one: "Why are you going?"

"You shouldn't be the only one who can make decisions about my information." Song Chu lowered his eyes and smiled, "If you relay it, I'm afraid you will be embarrassed."

***

Half an hour later, Ji Yi'an understood what she meant by "embarrassment".

In the conference room, a woman sat beside him, spinning a pen in her hand, her knuckles were slender and skinny.

Such a bad incident happened yesterday, and this meeting is directly related to Jiasu, and Pang Ju was also present, sitting in the center.

Ji Yi'an first introduced Song Chu to everyone, omitting the part where she kills without blinking an eye.Then it was Song Chu's turn to talk about the information he had obtained.

Pang Ju didn't involve the first-line content. He thought that Song Chu was an informant in the team. He leaned forward, pulled off the cap of his pen, and was about to listen carefully and take some notes.

The woman Shi Shi suddenly got up, sat over the chair to the center, and leaned lazily against the projection screen.

"My method is very simple. I have some status in the Golden Triangle, and Jiasu has to sell my face on special occasions." She paused.

Then her lips were slightly raised, and the tails of her eyes fluttered like sharp knives. She looked at Ji Yi'an, and opened her mouth quietly.

"marry me."

"Gasu will come to my wedding."