never forget [criminal investigation]

Time flies by with a very regular schedule day after day, as if in a blink of an eye, the top of the tree outside the window turns from green to yellow, and then it is covered with silver again.

In this space with "year" as the unit of time, the days that are usually rounded after the decimal point gradually lose their names.

Therefore, after missing Xiang Hai's 23rd birthday, Xing Yue missed Xiang Hai's 24th birthday again.

And this time the miss was more thorough, and I only remembered it after receiving Xiang Hai's letter.

The letter this time is a four-frame stick figure, and each frame outlines an imaginary scene.

The first is an abstract flat circle with four large characters --- happy birthday written on it, with a "2" and a "4" inserted.Next to this two-dimensional cake, there are two little matchheads, whose body and limbs are made of thin lines, and their heads are quite big.

One of the little figures was on one knee, raised his face, and held up a handful of... roses shaped like skewers.There is only one curved line on the round face, but the finishing touch interprets his happiness.

Another little figure stood opposite him, also a curved line on a round face, and two circles that symbolized slaps were clapping together enthusiastically.

How can it be seen that it is enthusiastic?Because there is a bubble frame hanging next to the slap, which says "Papa Papa!"

The two stick figures are almost identical in shape, but Xing Yue still recognized himself at a glance.It's not because of the different postures, but because the person holding the flower has a wildly wagging tail attached to his buttocks, and the narration is also accompanied by: "Shua, Shua, Shua!"

"..."

He was overwhelmed by Xiang Hai's simple, rough, and somewhat unreasonable artistic expression, barely suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to turn up, and began to appreciate Volume II.

Next, the two little people came to a KTV. "Myself" drooped its tail, held the microphone in one hand, and put an arm around "Xiang Hai"'s shoulder with the other.Familiar lyrics rolled on the screen in front of the two of them: "I can't forget the intoxicating lingering, and I can't forget your oath..."

Seeing this, Xing Yue seemed to be drained of strength suddenly, and fell headfirst on the bed.

It's been a year, and Xiang Hai celebrates his birthday alone again.The songs sung to him hastily at that time are still cherished, and today, a year later, he still takes them out like a treasure.

But what a baby.

What he wants to give him is not these, at least more than that.

He wanted to give him company, to give him a promise, to give him a sense of security.I want to give him a home, give him roses that will never wither.

Rather than those invisible and intangible memories.

Memories are of course also very good, but it is always beautiful when two people look back together.

From the age of 23 to 24, Xiang Hai and him have experienced many things together.From meeting to falling in love, from meeting to parting, to meeting again, and parting again.

He felt that God had given them a lot of tests, and it was time for some rewards.

Xing Yue leaned on his elbow, silently looking at the little person on the paper who was listening to him singing, looking at him, his eyes full of stars.

He is very familiar with this look, it is the galaxy that Xiang Hai bestowed on him.

Whenever he is watched like this, he feels that he is the most shining star in the vast galaxy.

Now he's off course, out of that sea of ​​stars for too long, has lost energy, has grown dim.

He really wanted to fly back, to shine again, to light up that amber universe again.

Sensing someone passing by behind him, Xing Yue clasped the letter to his chest and waited for them to leave.Only then did I realize that there was a line of writing on the back of the letter paper.

"I have already decided on the major I want to apply for. Do you want to know?"

nonsense!

But after searching back and forth for a long time, I didn't see the answer.

How annoying.

Xing Yue now has enough for the carrier of "faith".He terribly missed those electronic forms of instant communication, any of them.

After his back was clean, he opened the letter again.

In the third painting, the heads of the two little people are stuck together, and their crooked eyes arc downward.And that "self" not only has a tail, but also has a few more Kazilan eyelashes.

Xing Yue was amused.

If it wasn't for the "Bobobo" next to it, he really didn't realize that the two beak-like "" stuck together were actually kissing.

He subconsciously licked his lips, feeling that the scale of the scene was a bit large, and the fact that the kiss could pass the checks was probably due to the metal-like texture and plastic-like strokes of the kiss.

But it was good, he loved it.

So the eyes moved to the right and came to Scene IV, which is the final chapter of "Birthday Quartet".

"..."

He wondered if he had misunderstood it, so he leaned closer to analyze it carefully.

It turned out that he didn't misunderstand, so he blushed rarely.

"Which of us is the dog?" Xing Yue pursed his lips, questioning in his heart.

He reached out to the paper with his fingertips, pinching the slender neck of the little man who was sweating profusely, trying to lift him up.

Because the little man with the long tail looked like he was about to be killed by misfortune, and the tail was about to be pulled off.

"shameless."

Since PlanABCDE was pushed back by Xing Yue one by one, Kong Jie really stopped for a while.He also realized that Xing Yue despised these crooked ways to get rich, because he and himself were not in the same way.So he gradually tried to change his thinking, because he always felt that Xing Yue was a person capable of great things, so he didn't want to lose this opportunity for self-improvement.

In a blink of an eye, the end of the year is approaching, and red lanterns are also raised at the gate of the prison.

On Sunday, Kong Jie followed Xing Yue to the library for a day as usual.

He is quite enjoying this way of leisure now.

In the past, he often came to the library, but mostly because he really had nowhere to go, and he was unwilling to go back to the cell to waste precious rest time.So I would come and look through novels and magazines.

The library of Mingzhou Prison is not large in scale, far inferior to Dongjiang No. [-] Prison, but the types of books in it are quite similar to each other.Novels, literature and history, law, politics... Similarly, those popular novels have also been turned over.

At first I followed Xing Yue mainly out of curiosity, wanting to see what books this talented lawyer who was once a lawyer reads, and if he would also read novels to pass the time like him.

After walking around behind Xing Yue for a long time, I finally saw him pick out three books, find a quiet corner, and sit down.

So Kong Jie also took two magazines, sat opposite him, and tilted his head to read the words on the spine of his book.

"Automatic Weapon Dynamics", "Trace Inspection", "Criminal Psychology Research".

"?"

He was surprised.

Half of them were surprised that Xing Yue was really interested in it, and more were surprised that there were still these books hidden in the library, and he had never discovered them.

"Brother, your research is quite high-end." He lowered his voice, his eyes flicked across the pages of the book.

Xing Yue ignored him and started reading alone.

"I used to think you were just pretending." Kong Jie grinned.

Xing Yue still ignored him.

"Brother, I found out that you are quite interested in guns." Kong Jie tentatively pretended to be calm.

Only then did Xing Yue raise his head, "Why, do you have an opinion?"

"No, no." Kong Jie quickly waved his hand and touched his chin again, "I'm just...a little curious."

"Do you often play with guns?" When he said this, he looked at the thin calluses on both sides of Xing Yue's right index finger.

"Ah." Xing Yue twirled his fingers lightly, "Why, do you have another opinion?"

"Tsk." Kong Jie frowned, "Brother, I'm not talking to you, don't be so aggressive, okay?"

"I'm here to chat with you?" Xing Yue lowered his head again, his gaze returned to the page.

Kong Jie was left alone, absently flipping through the magazine in front of him for a while, then leaned back on the table, "Brother, what are you going to do after you go out?"

Xing Yue didn't look at him, "Make money."

"How do you make money?" Finally, when they talked about a topic of interest, Kong Jie immediately regained his energy.

"Earn money by skill."

"..." Kong Jie felt that he was hiding something for himself, so he continued to ask, "Do you have any good connections?"

Xing Yue had no choice but to raise his eyes again, "I have a long-distance elevator that goes directly to the eighteenth floor of hell, do you want to experience it?"

"There are also a hundred tricks to die in a fancy way, do you try them one by one?"

"Hey, brother, don't say such harsh words, okay?" Kong Jie frowned, "I'm speaking from experience. These days, you can't do anything without a decent way, and no matter how hard you work, it's useless .”

Xing Yue turned a page, his eyes moved slowly between the lines, "You work hard before discussing this with me."

Kong Jie glanced at him secretly, with a embarrassed expression, and changed his starting point, "Brother, to be honest, when you were a lawyer, you probably made a lot of money, right?"

"Compared with whom."

"Follow me."

"I know how much money you have?"

"I...have no savings," Kong Jie stared at him cautiously, "just a house."

"Oh." Xing Yue's expression was flat, "I don't have a house, and I only have a deposit of more than 200 million."

"Two hundred..." Kong Jie's eyes widened instantly, and he quickly lowered the volume, "How many thousand!"

"Good guy..." He silently counted the 2 after the 0 in his heart, "Brother, why don't you buy a house? You can earn more by buying a house..."

Xing Yue suddenly closed the books with a "snap", stood up, hugged the three books, and changed positions.

This time, Kong Jie didn't follow him, he just looked at the man worth more than 200 million yuan from a distance, thinking about something in his mind.

After spending the whole day like this, before the library closed, Xing Yue borrowed a book and took it away.

After watching the news broadcast in the evening, Xing Yue leaned on the bedside and flipped through the borrowed book.

Sure enough, Kong Jie came over again, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Xing Yue shook off the cover.

Kong Jie stretched his neck to read, "Dongjiang Legal Monthly?"

"Dongjiang Legal Monthly" is a periodical affiliated to the Provincial Department of Justice. Its content is mainly to publicize legal activities in the province, popularize legal knowledge, and report on the detection and trial process of some major cases.One issue per month, Xing Yue holds the 2018 joint issue in his hand.

This was also one of the props he asked Xu Feng to prepare in advance.

Kong Jie inexplicably felt a chill at the base of his neck, thinking that this man had been a lawyer after all, and he liked to study these things when he had nothing to do, and he still read them in this kind of place.

In fact, he didn't care about what was said on it, but he asked casually, "Is there any news?"

"Yes." Xing Yue frowned slightly, looking at it seriously, "I remember the day when I first came here, didn't you ask me about the big Dongjiang case?"

Kong Jie rolled his eyes, feeling that Xing Yue's words were a little unclear, "What big case? Is it written on it?"

Xing Yue read it to him word by word, "On August 8, as the court concluded the trial of the last suspect, the case of the Dongjiang extra-large drug trafficking gang was officially announced to be solved. Since the case was filed on September 22, 2017, On January 9, 3, the main culprit, Zhao Lang, was shot dead on the spot during the arrest process. During the four months, the police on the Dongjiang anti-drug front went through a lot of day and night and arduous investigation work, and successfully removed the criminal who had been entrenched in Dongjiang for more than ten years. , a huge drug trafficking gang headed by Zhao Lang."

"677.169 kilograms of methamphetamine, 82.04 kilograms of hemp, 12.08 kilograms of heroin, 0.92 tons of liquid ephedrine, and more than 1800 million yuan in drug assets were seized at the scene. In addition, Type 94 pistols were also seized at the scene 11, more than 300 bullets, and 12 vehicles."

"The arrest of Zhao Lang and his gang members not only marks the unprecedented success of Dongjiang's anti-drug work, but also greatly deters drug addicts in Dongjiang and its surrounding areas, thus effectively curbing the spread of drugs in various regions of the province... ...."

Kong Jie was dumbfounded a long time ago, his face turned pale, beads of sweat rolled down his temples and onto his clothes one by one.

Xing Yue looked at him, "Are you still listening?"

Kong Jie shook his head numbly, like a rusty robot.

Xing Yue yawned, and stuffed the book directly into his hand, "If you're interested, take it and read it slowly, I've finished it."

Kong Jie wanted to read it, but he didn't want to read it, let alone dared to read it. He was not allowed to make a choice, and the book was already in his hand.

He felt cold all over, only his palms were hot, like holding a freshly baked death sentence.

With difficulty, he turned to the page that Xing Yue had just read, and carefully read the long paragraph of text again, and found that Xing Yue did not even mispronounce a single number.

He closed the book, swallowed dryly, "This, this is really scary."

"Isn't it?" Xing Yue laid his arms behind his head leisurely, observing and coping at the same time.

"Didn't you say... that Zhao Lang's backstage is very tough, why, why hasn't it been covered?"

"Let's fall." Xing Yue shook his toes, admiring the panic in Kong Jie's eyes.

"Ah, yes... so many drugs, he is too rampant." Kong Jie opened and closed the book in his hand unconsciously while talking, opened it and closed it again.

"There's still so much money, so many guns..." Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, "Hey brother, tell me, where did he get those guns?"

"Huh? Are you asking me?"

Xing Yue's tone was a little exaggerated, Kong Jie was excited, he quickly raised his head, and found that the other party had a teasing look, so he stuttered "Ah".

"I don't know." Xing Yue shrugged, "It must have been bought, and he couldn't have made it himself."

"I don't know where he bought it from." Kong Jie asked further.

"What's the matter? Are you interested?" Xing Yue tilted his head and looked at him seriously.

"No, no, no!" Kong Jie quickly waved his hand, "I, why would I buy that thing, besides, I, I don't have any money."

"That's right." Xing Yue nodded, "More than a dozen guns, hundreds of bullets, at least it's worth a set of three bedrooms and two living rooms."

"That's for sure." Perhaps due to excessive nervousness, Kong Jie answered without thinking.

But after he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it, almost covered his mouth, and hurried to observe Xing Yue's expression.

Xing Yue just smiled, "You understand quite well."

"I, I was just guessing." Kong Jie also raised the corners of his mouth, his smile shriveled like a cracked mask.

"However, Zhao Lang is dead, so he must not be able to find out where he got those guns." Then he stared at Xing Yue again, his eyes half anticipating and half anesthetized.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Xing Yue completely shattered his fantasy, "It's still the same sentence, you are a policeman for nothing? If you want to investigate, why can't you find out? It's just a matter of time."

Kong Jie pressed his lips together tightly, not daring to say another word.

"Moreover, like this type of meat, nine out of ten are smuggled in from abroad. Unless Zhao Lang brought it back from abroad in person, as long as he traces the source and strokes the chain, he can bite out the other if he catches one. One, sooner or later the person who sold his gun will be found."

When he said this, Xing Yue rarely laughed, as if he was talking about the finale of a suspense movie.

At this moment, Kong Jie didn't even feel perfunctory, clutching the book tightly, and left Xing Yue silently.

During the Chinese New Year, Luo Meihua came to Mingzhou.

She brought Xing Yue some new sets of underwear, some food, and some books he needed.

"I went to see Xiang Hai a few days ago, and he is fine." The two sat and chatted face to face, "I just complained that you haven't written to him for a long time."

"There's nothing to write about. It's a waste of effort. He might as well memorize a few more words when he has that time." Xing Yue's tone was like that of an old father.

A few months ago, Xing Yue told Xiang Hai not to write any more letters, and he would not reply even if he wrote.

People who are about to take the exam, I wish I could use 1 minute as 2 minutes, so don't bother to create comics.Besides, every time Xiang Hai sent a letter, he asked round and round about when he would be able to go back.He couldn't give an answer, and he didn't want to disappoint Xiang Hai all the time.

"He reviewed very well and put his heart into it, so he didn't waste any time." Obviously Xiang Hai asked Luo Meihua to say this.

"The scores of the top-ranked schools in his major are all very high. If you want to go to a good school, just 'very good' is not enough."

Xing Yue found out about Xiang Hai's plan to major in psychology when he called Luo Meihua.

Strictly speaking, this can be regarded as satisfying his need to restore the electronic communication method, but it still needs to be forwarded, and it cannot be done instantly.

He was not surprised by Xiang Hai's decision, and expressed his full support.

However, it is not accurate to say full strength, and all that can be done right now is to give verbal support.

Seeing that Xing Yue was so strict, Luo Meihua stopped speaking for Xiang Hai.

"Mom, don't come here in the future, it's so far away, it's strange."

Luo Meihua seemed to be in good condition. He was much more energetic than when he left, and he had basically recovered his elegance. However, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were significantly deeper than before he fell ill.

Xing Yue also knew that she was a bit of a mental cleanser, so there was no need to come to this kind of place to suffer for the sake of taking a look at him.

"I'm fine." Luo Meihua acted quite calmly, just sighed silently, "Xing Yue, when will you be able to go back to Dongjiang?"

"...I don't know." Xing Yue became very irritable when he mentioned this, and scratched his head several times.

Luo Meihua quickly changed the topic, "By the way, I have visited the place you mentioned. It is next to the North Campus of the University of Technology. Several office buildings have already been capped."

"However, if you go to work there in the future, it will be too far to live in Huaxin Park."

"It's okay, we'll find a suitable place to move when the time comes." Xing Yue dealt with this topic casually.

"The second phase of Xinghe Yayuan has opened. I think the first phase is good, and the second phase is better planned, and it is also close to your future unit. I plan to buy one for you and Xiang Hai. Next time I will bring the floor plan with you." Come, you choose."

"..."

WHAT?

Suddenly being favored, Xing Yue was astonished.

"Actually, I didn't sell the house you lived in for money." Luo Meihua lowered her voice, lowered her eyes, and rubbed the back of her right hand with her left hand. Especially in a dead end."

"Later, I also regretted it. I shouldn't have sold that house, and I shouldn't have kicked you out like that."

"I'm sorry, Mom...apologize to you."

"..."

Xing Yue was drowning in the sudden flood of love and was choked speechless.

So he quickly thumped twice.

"Mom, it's not that serious, it's not that serious."

Regarding the matter of selling the house, at that time, Xing Yue was indeed very angry, the kind of anger that wished that he and Luo Meihua could disappear from each other's world.

But after that, when the page was turned over, he never complained again.

On the contrary, he is still very grateful to Luo Meihua for this decision.

"Mom, actually I don't like that house, as if I never liked it."

Luo Meihua raised her eyes and looked at him with half surprised and half clear eyes.

Xing Yue smiled, "Besides, if I live there all the time, I won't have the chance to know Xiang Hai."

Isn’t it amazing?

I left a house and found a home in doing so.

Perhaps this is God's best arrangement.

Luo Meihua bit her lip, feeling a little turbulent.

"That's fine. Anyway, I didn't touch a cent of the money from selling the house, and kept it there all the time. Just use this money to buy a new house for the two of you."

"No need, Mom." Xing Yue said sincerely, "You can keep the money. I will earn the money for the house with Xiang Hai."

Start a business and start a family.Work hard together and earn together.

It's not that you can't eat grapes and think grapes are sour.To be honest, he really feels that the windfall from the sky is not good now.

He thought about the days when he searched and searched carefully for the mountains and seas in his heart, and for the ideal home.

He was looking forward to it.

Winter goes to spring, and it's a new year.

When the winter jasmine was in full bloom, Xing Yue spent his 30th birthday alone.

Then when the lilacs fell, he and Xiang Hai spent the second anniversary of their acquaintance separately.

As the temperature rises, the countdown to the college entrance examination has officially entered the single-digit stage.

Xing Yue also became more and more anxious, like a cat in spring who can't find a partner.

Before he came to Mingzhou, he was ready to fight a protracted war, but it was too fucking long!Every day now, every minute is suffering for him.

In another week, Xiang Hai will have an exam.

In another dozen days, Xiang Hai will be released from prison!

Now seeing Kong Jie dangling beside him every day, he has to restrain the urge to open his mouth and knock his head open.

Ever since he was frightened by "Dongjiang Legal Monthly" last time, Kong Jie has become extremely cautious.For a long time, he didn't say a word easily, and kept a distance from everyone including Xing Yue.

This made Xing Yue very passive.

Later, he changed his mind and planned to find a breakthrough in Kong Jie's social relationship.

After Kong Jie returned to Mingzhou, he spent most of his time in prison, so apart from those one-time inmates, he has no friends in real life.

In terms of relatives, apart from the pair of parents who have almost no contact with each other, they are his wife and son.

Only the changes of these two people will break Kong Jie's current peaceful life like stagnant water.

So Xing Yue contacted Xu Feng and asked him to arrange police forces to keep an eye on Kong Jie's family, and at the same time arrange for a policeman from Mingzhou to talk to him.As long as you find anything unusual in Kong Jie's home, or if a family member comes to visit, get in touch with him immediately.

The person in charge of connecting with him was surnamed Song, an old policeman in his 50s, who had been in charge of the internal affairs of the Mingzhou Municipal Bureau.With the identity of Uncle Xing Yue, he has come to visit him several times.

On the day before the college entrance examination, Lao Song came again.Of course, Kong Jie's daughter-in-law also came to visit.

"what's going on?"

Xing Yue sat across from Lao Song, and the two of them glanced at Kong Jie and his wife not far away from time to time.

Lao Song withdrew his gaze, lowered his voice, and continued to maintain a relaxed expression, "Kong Jie's son has an accident."

Xing Yue remained calm, but sat up straighter.

"That kid is in the third year of junior high school this year, and he doesn't study hard. Just like his father, he only thinks about crooked ways." Old Song continued.

"I don't know where to catch up with a few people. They said that they can complete the real questions for the senior high school entrance examination. There are every subject. A set of questions costs 1000 yuan."

"They asked Kong Jie's son to find students to buy it, and promised him a [-] commission for a set of papers."

"It's hard to say what kind of ecstasy soup those people poured into him, but that kid actually believed it, and started stalking people when he returned to school."

Xing Yue frowned, then looked to the other side, and found that Kong Jie's wife was crying, and Kong Jie was patting his thigh.

"Do you know what is even more amazing?" Lao Song sneered, "The price that kid sold to his classmates was a set of one thousand and two."

"And he not only sells in his own school, but also goes to other schools to develop offline and help him sell together."

Xing Yue pressed his forehead and looked at Kong Jie again.He really wanted to hear how that person felt right now.

"This matter will be revealed during the senior high school entrance examination. Those papers are not real questions at all." Lao Song shook his head, picking out the important content and said, "Those students who spent money will quit."

"This incident got to the school, and even the district education bureau was alarmed later."

"Anyway, that kid won't be able to study in the original school now."

"Kong Jie's wife pleaded with the school and the parents of the students, and because his son is underage, was abetted by someone, and was a first-time offender, he promised not to prosecute."

"But the amount of money that should be compensated cannot be less, and mental loss must be added, the impact on the students' grades, the impact on the school and so on."

"Anyway, let's calculate it in a mess, his family will have to pay more than [-] yuan."

"30?" Xing Yue was also taken aback.

"Yes." Lao Song also sighed, "In fact, most of the money should be credited to the people who instigated him to sell the test papers, but they ran away. Before those people were arrested, the money was gone He has to pay."

Xing Yue saw that Kong Jie was already crying with his wife.

"Can his family come up with the money?"

Lao Song shook his head, "According to our observation, his wife has already borrowed all the relatives who can borrow money, and then she had no choice but to sell the house they are currently living in."

"But the house doesn't sell just because it's sold."

"The water in the distance can't quench the thirst in the near, she must be out of luck, why don't you come to Kong Jie to discuss it."

"Kong Jie has been tossing and tossing all these years, but he didn't save much money for his family. This time, it's good, even the capital with interest, plus the house, all folded in."

Xing Yue didn't say anything, just pinched his chin, thinking silently.

He had a premonition that the time he had been waiting for might be coming.

If so, how to deal with it?

After thinking for a while, he leaned back to the table and lowered his voice, "Old Song, you go back and ask someone to monitor Kong Jie's wife, and wait for my news. I should contact you soon."

"Okay." Lao Song nodded.

Throughout the night, Kong Jie's face was covered with gloomy clouds, so cloudy that it was about to drip water.

Xing Yue saw it, but he just pretended not to see it.

Finally, after midnight, when everyone fell asleep, Kong Jie sneaked to Xing Yue's bedside.

"Brother, brother?" he whispered like a mouse.

Xing Yue turned over and took off the blindfold.

Kong Jie looked at him with anxious eyes, but he just kept licking his lips.

Xing Yue waited for a long time but did not see him speak, so he planned to lie down again.

"Hey, brother!" Kong Jie finally couldn't hold back anymore and grabbed his sleeve, "brother, I, I want to ask you to help me, please help me."

"What are you doing?" Xing Yue asked.

"Can you, borrow, lend me some money?" Kong Jie rubbed his hands, struggling to say what was stuck in his throat.

"How much to borrow?"

"Two, twenty, ten thousand." Kong Jie cautiously stretched out two fingers.

"How much??" Xing Yue gave him an unbelievable expression.

"20." Kong Jie simply closed his eyes.

Xing Yue looked at him, "Why borrow money? What are you borrowing money for?"

Kong Jie caught a glimmer of hope, fearing that Xing Yue would be suspicious, so he told the whole story about his son.

It is not much different from Lao Song's reaction.

After listening, Xing Yue scratched the corners of his brows, and laughed "heh", "I have to say, brother, your precepts and deeds are very successful. Your son made his debut earlier than you, he is more ruthless than you, and his appetite is stronger than yours." Big. If things go on like this, the sentence will definitely be longer than yours in the future. Maybe you two will be reunited in prison one day."

"Brother, stop talking..." Kong Jie buried his head deeply, tears fell down his lap.

Xing Yue looked at him, feeling not at all relaxed, "I can lend you the money, but we have to make it clear, how will you pay it back, and what will you get to pay it back?"

Kong Jie raised his head abruptly, his face full of gratitude, "Thank you, brother! You are my great benefactor! Don't worry, I will return the money to you with interest even if I sell everything in the future!"

Xing Yue waved his hands impatiently, "Don't mess with this is useless."

"What's the use of talking about selling iron and selling iron? Let's be more practical."

"It's risky for me to lend you money. Later, you pat your ass and run away. What's the use of me keeping your pots and pans?"

"Then, what do you mean?" Kong Jie looked at him in fear and asked.

"You have to write me an IOU and press your fingerprints. In addition, you have to give me something as collateral."

"Mortgage..." Kong Jie was at a loss for a moment, and then his eyes lit up again, "I have a house, and I will mortgage it to you!"

Xing Yue shook his head, "I don't need a house, and I don't plan to settle down in Mingzhou, so I will have to work hard to sell food."

"Besides, I know how much your house is worth, and whether it's a second mortgage. I'm closed here, and I can't go out to check."

"Then..." Kong Jie was at a loss again, and counted all his valuable possessions in his heart, but there was nothing he could get.

"Think about it slowly, and come to me after you think about it." Xing Yue patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, and walked back again.

Kong Jie sat on the spot for a long time, then slowly returned to his bed, and continued to sit until dawn.

It wasn't until midnight the next day that Kong Jie finally made up his mind.

He called Xing Yue up again.

"What are you doing? Have you figured it out?" Xing Yue leaned his back against the wall and asked calmly.

Kong Jie nodded.

"Then tell me, what are you going to take as collateral?"

Kong Jie didn't hesitate any longer, and took a deep breath, "Brother, the 94 forms written in the book last time and paid by Zhao Lang were actually sold to him by me."

A boulder in Xing Yue's heart fell heavily to the ground.

He let out a long sigh of relief, but there was no expression on his face.

After a long time, he sneered, "Who are you scaring?"

"You? Sell guns? To Zhao Lang? Are you kidding me?"

"It's true, brother, it's this time, I can't lie to you, and I dare not lie to you." Kong Jie's gaze was surprisingly calm at the moment.

"That gun was bought from Myanmar when I was young, and my Burmese language was also learned at that time."

"At that time, I brought 18 back, sold 8 to Zhao Lang, and I still have 10 in my hand. There are also more than 600 rounds of ammunition."

Seeing that he didn't mean to be joking at all, Xing Yue slowly stretched out his thumb, "Awesome."

"I didn't see it, you are quite brave."

Kong Jie wiped the sweat from his brow and continued, "My house was bought with the money from selling guns. If you can lend me the money, brother, I will use the remaining 10 guns as collateral. You see OK?"

Xing Yue seemed to be tempted, narrowed his eyes, and began to think seriously.

After a long time, when Kong Jie's patience was about to run out, he said, "If what you said is true, I can accept it."

"Really! It's absolutely true!" Kong Jie was so excited that he was about to cry, "I don't dare to tell anyone unless it's a last resort."

"Brother, I told you, I'm giving my life to you!"

"Okay." Xing Yue nodded, "Where is your gun? How can you give it to me?"

"Yes, it's hidden in my house. My wife knows." Kong Jie lowered his voice to the limit.

Xing Yue made some calculations again, "Or else, write me an IOU tomorrow and put your fingerprint on it."

"Then you call your daughter-in-law and explain the matter clearly. I will ask my people to go to her with the money."

"When the time comes, you will have the money and the goods."

"I'll give you two years to pay me back. Otherwise, the gun is mine. How?"

Kong Jie couldn't refuse at all.

Five days later, Lao Song came and brought the result Xing Yue wanted.

"The guns and bullets are all collected, and there are a lot of them." Lao Song suppressed his excitement, "Kong Jie's wife and son are also under our control, and we plan to interrogate Kong Jie in the next step!"

Xing Yue was also very excited, so he dared to really breathe a sigh of relief.

But he immediately said, "Old Song, about Kong Jie, can you give me one more day?"

"What are you going to do?" Lao Song looked at him suspiciously.

"I think, help him fight for a way out."

For the past few days, Kong Jie has been anxiously waiting for news from his daughter-in-law, but he can't come, and he can't even get through to his daughter-in-law's phone.

He's on the brink of collapse.

Finally, in the dead of night, Kong Jie frantically shook Xing Yue's arm, "Brother! What's going on! Why has there been no movement from my wife's side!"

"Did your people see her? How did you tell them?"

"I'm dying of anxiety! Please give me a letter!"

Xing Yue let him ask, and waited for him to calm down a little before opening his mouth.

"Kong Jie, now I have a chance to make meritorious deeds, which can at least reduce my sentence for half a year. If I want, I may be able to go out next week."

Kong Jie stood there in a daze, his eyes widened, trying desperately to digest the meaning of his words.

Suddenly, he understood.

"You!!!" His eyes almost popped out