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As soon as Wei Ziyang walked out of the room, he saw Ruan Ai and Huang Xiaomao playing in the yard. Ruan Ai was playing on the phone while throwing a ball to tease the dog.

Seeing Wei Ziyang coming out, Ruan Ai ran over in surprise: "Uncle Wei, are you leaving? So fast."

Wei Ziyang patted his head: "Xiao Ai, study hard, and call Uncle Fang if you have anything to do."

The uncertainty of his long-term mission determines that he cannot take care of Ruan Ai at all. Please tell Ji Yuanxi that he may get tired of it one day and change his mind, so he can only count on Fang Sirong.

But when Ruan Ai heard that he had pushed himself to someone else, his little face drooped again: "Uncle Ji said he would speak good words for him and keep you, but you are walking so fast, I am really useless... "

"Don't listen to his nonsense, it has nothing to do with you..."

On Ruan Ai's mobile phone, a woman was calling: "Xiao Ai? Are you okay, Xiao Ai?"

Ruan Ai picked up the phone: "Aunt Yang, I'm fine, I'm talking to Uncle Wei."

When Wei Ziyang heard this, he thought, is that friend of Ruan Ai's mother?

Yang Ying on the other end of the phone also recalled: "Uncle Wei? Is it Wei Ziyang who took you away from your aunt?"

"Yeah, it's him."

"He appeared again? It's really a dragon that doesn't see the end. Let him listen to the phone."

Ruan Ai handed the phone to Wei Ziyang: "Uncle Wei, Aunt Yang wants to talk to you."

Wei Ziyang answered the phone: "Hello."

"Wei Ziyang? Have you been missing for the past few years?"

To this almost unfamiliar woman, Wei Ziyang kept a certain distance, and said lightly: "I'm going abroad."

"No wonder, I couldn't get through when I called you later."

Wei Ziyang was surprised: "Did you call me?"

Since he left Ji Yuanxi, all the contact methods have been changed. In addition, Lin Xiang is also dead, and the dilapidated house he originally rented has also been returned. Even Ji Yuanxi can't be contacted, let alone this ordinary woman.

"Yes, later I remembered that I have a relic left by Ruan Man here. You said you wanted to check what happened before she left. I just wanted to see if you needed it, but I couldn't find you. "

"What relic is it?"

"It's her diary, but I read it from beginning to end, and I didn't see any valuable content. If you need it, you can take it and read it, maybe you can find some clues."

If Yang Ying had told her that she had Ruan Man's diary five years ago, Wei Ziyang would have taken it excitedly and read it immediately, but time can dilute everything. Five years have passed, and Ji Yuanxi has also recognized it. What else can I check? Woolen cloth?

More importantly, whenever Wei Ziyang heard anything related to the death of Lin Shu and Aunt Lin, Wei Ziyang would have a strong resistance from the bottom of his heart. He didn't want Ji Yuanxi's face to appear in his mind again.

"Hello? Are you listening?" Seeing that Wei Ziyang hadn't made a sound for a long time, Yang Ying asked urgently.

"Oh, I'm here." Wei Ziyang's heart was ashamed, without any ripple, "Forget it, there is no need for this."

"Well, it's useless for me to keep this thing. It makes me sad when I see it. I'll burn it to her."

"Thank you anyway."

"You're welcome, that's it, bye."

"Goodbye."

Ruan Ai kept staring at Wei Ziyang with his dark eyes, and while listening to him talking on the phone, he looked thoughtful, and when he saw that he was about to hang up, he quickly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?" Wei Ziyang lowered his head.

"Are you talking about my mother just now? Are there things left by my mother?"

Wei Ziyang suddenly realized that they ignored Ruan Ai too much. Although Ruan Ai was still young, he was the one who had the most right to decide how to deal with his mother's belongings.

What's more, Ruan Ai is intelligent and precocious, and he has no father and no mother, which makes him a little more attached to the word mother.

"Does Aunt Yang have something from my mother? I want it! I want it!" Ruan Ai pulled Wei Ziyang and said anxiously. Living next to Ji Yuanxi, he has no worries about food and clothing, and has never been so eager to get something.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Ai, I was negligent." Wei Ziyang rubbed his head and said, "I'll help you get your mother's things."

He clicked on the communication record and called Yang Ying back.

When Ji Yuanxi finally regained his strength and had the strength to walk out of the room, he saw Wei Ziyang's back gradually walking away, but he didn't have the courage to catch up.

Wei Ziyang left again, leaving his back to himself again, but in the end he was still unable to keep him.

So unfeeling, so indifferent.

If possible, he would rather kneel down and beg Wei Ziyang for forgiveness, but at this moment he found that he didn't even have the chance to kneel down.

"Uncle Ji." Ruan Ai ran over leading the dog, saw Ji Yuanxi's lonely and ugly face, didn't say much, just held his hand obediently, "Uncle Ji, is it because I didn't do well enough that Uncle Wei did it?" Won't you stay?"

Ji Yuanxi shook his head sadly: "It's not your fault, it's God who is punishing me."

The nemesis in life, who can kill Ji Yuanxi, besides Wei Ziyang, who else?

After pondering for a long time, Ji Yuanxi secretly made up his mind, knelt down and supported Ruan Ai's shoulder: "Xiao Ai, you go home first, Uncle Ji still has something to do."

"Ok."

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Ji Yuanxi arranged a car to take Ruan Ai home, and sat in his own car with a solemn expression.

"Mr. Ji, where are you going?" Jiang Hai, who was sitting in the co-pilot, asked.

Ji Yuanxi took a deep breath: "The police station."

Jiang Hai was stunned: "What?"

Ji Yuanxi looked at him solemnly to show that he was not joking: "Go to the police station."

"Mr. Ji, what are we going to the police station for?"

Ji Yuanxi's eyes turned to the outside of the car, but there was no focus: "Surrender yourself."

The driver looked at Jiang Hai, nervously losing his grip on the steering wheel, Jiang Hai only felt sweaty: "Mr. Ji, you are..."

"Drive, what are you waiting for?" Ji Yuanxi shouted majestically.

The driver glanced at Ji Yuanxi from the rearview mirror, and started the car bravely. Jiang Hai didn't dare to say anything, with a helpless expression on his face.

Ji Yuanxi was like a statue, unable to see any joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

I don't expect too much, I just hope that there will be no hatred in his heart.

Ji Yuanxi clenched his fist secretly.

Arriving at the police station, accompanied by Jiang Hai, Ji Yuanxi walked into the police station with a grim expression.

When the policeman saw that his luxury car was delivered, he had an extraordinary demeanor and a proud face. He was accompanied by bodyguards. Even if he didn't know Ji Yuanxi's face, he didn't dare to neglect him in the slightest. He took him into the office seriously and made a cup of tea.

"Sir, are you here to report the crime? If you encounter any trouble, just tell me, business fraud? Kidnapped relatives? Or something else?" the police officer asked seriously.

Ji Yuanxi also replied seriously: "I didn't come to report the case, I surrendered myself."

"Surrender yourself?" The police officer was stunned, and looked at Ji Yuanxi in disbelief, looking at him like an alien.

"About the case of Lin's pharmaceutical manufacturing and trafficking seven or eight years ago."

The young police officer obviously didn't know what case he was talking about, another police officer quickly turned on the phone on the side and entered the public security system to inquire.

When the warning sign popped up on the computer, several police officers froze again, looking at each other in blank dismay, speechless for a long time.

Immediately a police officer hurried out of the office.

Another police officer signaled to Ji Yuanxi: "Sir, please follow me."

Ji Yuanxi followed him into a small room alone, which was different from the ordinary interrogation room, but absolutely no one disturbed him.

"Please wait here patiently for a while."

After saying this, the police officer who brought him left, and no one came in after that, and no one asked questions, as if he had forgotten him here.

Is it so troublesome to be your own head?Ji Yuanxi frowned.

About an hour later, when Ji Yuanxi was getting impatient, a person who surprised him walked in.

Xiao Yuan!

Xiao Yuan was dressed in a military uniform, tall and tough, he looked at Ji Yuanxi with cold eyes as always.

"Long time no see, Director Ji." It was Xiao Yuan who spoke first, pulled the chair opposite him and sat down.

Ji Yuanxi recovered from the initial surprise: "Why are you here?"

"Accident? I am also very surprised. Didn't you want to surrender to the Lin case? This case belongs to our Dragon Blade." Xiao Yuan took out a pack of cigarettes, took out two from it, and threw one of them to Ji Yuanxi.

"Wei Ziyang never said that the case of his adoptive parents is under your control."

Xiao Yuan put the cigarette in his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it, and then threw the lighter to Ji Yuanxi.

"There are many secrets about Dragon Blade that Wei Ziyang doesn't know."

Ji Yuanxi held the cigarette and the lighter in his hands, and did not rush to light the cigarette: "Didn't the police close the case back then? Why did they come to your side again?"

"The closure of the case by the police does not mean that we have closed the case with Dragon Blade." Xiao Yuan took a puff of cigarette, and the white smoke curled up, "You can say what you want to say."

Ji Yuanxi couldn't help thinking of Wei Ziyang again, his eyes darkened, unable to hide the pain.He put the cigarette in his mouth, lit the lighter, and protected the flame with one hand to burn the cigarette end. A little red light came out, and the dark light jumped. He took a deep breath and exhaled white smoke.

These two people, in a small room, sat facing each other smoking a cigarette, the atmosphere was heavy, this situation was indescribably weird.