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I warned Zong Tianming to keep this matter secret, not to mention it to the second person, and told him to tell Zong Xian to leave here and seek refuge abroad.

In principle, if no one reports the case, we will not take the initiative to investigate.But this matter is related to a major general, and no one will investigate. If someone really finds any clues and insists on avenging the dead Yan Cong'an, Zong Xian must be doomed.

But Zong Xian's two hundred and five, not only did not go away, but instead came to the police station to find his presence.

I really wanted to shoot him dead.

Filled with anger, I went to the military area to fight with the four battalion commanders, and when I returned to the police station, I found that Zong Xian was still there.

He was sitting on the steps in front of the gate, and when he saw me getting off the car, he stood up immediately.

"Little Shadow..."

I glanced at the fine bloodstains on his face, and my calm heart was surrounded by raging anger again.

But I know it's useless to get angry with him. If it was useful, he wouldn't still choose to wait for me here after being thrown blood all over the face by me.

I had no choice but to ignore him, walked straight into the bureau, and ordered two police officers to drive Zong Xian away.

Zong Xian was dragged out. Through the glass door, I saw Zong Xian standing on the opposite side of the road, staring at this side with bewilderment.

Get out, get out, don't look there, none of us can go back!

I rubbed my painfully swollen temples, went into my office and closed the door.

In order to prevent Zong Xian from going to the police station to look for presence again, I took a few days off and took my son to Hainan, to the place where his biological parents were buried.

Probably because I fulfilled his wish and accompanied him on a long trip in person, the little guy was in high spirits all the way, staring at me non-stop with a pair of shining eyes.

I pinched his face amusedly and asked him why he was always staring at me.

The little guy said to me with reverence: "Dad is so handsome, even more handsome than the fathers of the kindergarten children. They all envy me."

I frowned, worried about the little guy's education, I was really afraid that he would be confused by his appearance in the future, and look crooked like Zong Tianyao.

When I was thinking about how to correct his three views, he suddenly became depressed, and he slipped into my arms and said softly: "It would be better if Dad would spend more time with Tianyu."

I rubbed his little head, and I swallowed those great principles back into my stomach.

I took him to visit his parents' grave and asked him to kowtow three times in front of his parents' grave.

The little guy is very obedient, but he didn't ask why, probably in his consciousness, as long as I don't neglect him, whatever I ask him to do is right.

After kowtowing, the little guy happily picked flowers and chased butterflies between the tombstones, completely unaware that his dearest relatives were buried at his feet.

I stood in front of Zhao Qingyun's tombstone, looking at the happy figure of the little guy, I couldn't help but sigh, maybe ignorance is the greatest happiness.

We stayed in Hainan for almost a week before returning to Nanyang.

I thought that Zong Xian would calm down a little while I was away, but when I got home, my parents told me that Zong Xian came here every day, and every time he sent a large bouquet of roses, seeing that I was not here, he put down the flowers and left up.

"It's all in your room, you can see what to do with it." My mother said while washing the vegetables.

I took my son's hand and went upstairs quickly. When I opened the door of the room, I was stunned.

The ground, bed, desk, sofa, and even the window sills are covered with a thick layer of petals, and the room is filled with a strong aroma of roses.

On the ground not far from the door, there was a piece of white cardboard with a few lines written on it. I picked it up and saw that it was Xi Murong's poem "A Flowering Tree":

How to make you meet me

At my most beautiful moment

For this

I have prayed to the Buddha for 500 years

Pray for the buddha to let us form a bond

Buddha turned me into a tree

Grow by the road you must pass by

in the sun

Cautiously full of flowers

Blossoming is the hope of my past life

When you approach

Please listen carefully

That trembling leaf

Is the enthusiasm I am waiting for

And when you finally pass by ignoring

landed behind you

Oh my friend

That's not petals

That's my withered heart

I looked at the petals all over the room, and thinking of the roses I threw on Zong Xian's face that day, I couldn't help but get red eyes.

This fool!

I stood there for a moment, closed the door and went downstairs.

I decided to clarify with Zong Xian.

However, before clarifying with Zong Xian, I have to go to the bureau to see the progress of those cases.

After lunch, I drove to the bureau.Except for a few police officers who went out to investigate the case, almost everyone in the bureau was there. When they saw me coming back, they all showed strange expressions and looked at me in unison.

"What? What the hell?" I glared at them angrily.

Seeing that I seemed to get angry, they all shrank their necks in fright, lowered their heads hurriedly, and concentrated on their work.

I withdrew my gaze and walked towards my office, but a bold female police officer stood up suddenly, grabbed my sleeve, and pointed to my office quietly:

"Sir, so who is here again, you can't drive away even if you rush, sir, take it easy, don't cause trouble."

I looked at the female police officer, then at the office door, retracted my sleeves, and pushed the door open.

Zong Xian was sitting on the chair in front of my desk looking at the roses in his hand in a daze.

I twitched the corner of my mouth and closed the door with a bang.

Zong Xian was startled, and looked over suddenly, seeing that it was me, he immediately beamed with joy, put down the flowers and greeted me.

"Xiaoying, you are back"

I avoided his hand, sat on my seat, and asked coldly, "Are you here to report the crime, or did you surrender yourself?"

Zong Xian was stunned: "Xiaoying, I'm here to find you to go home."

"Then you can go, I have nothing to tell you."

"Xiaoying!" Zong Xian finally couldn't calm down anymore. He put his hands on my shoulders and stared into my eyes, "Did you forget the three words I told you? Yan Qingyao won't Come to trouble us again, why don't you go home with me?"

Naturally, I haven't forgotten those three words of Zong Xian. Those three words brought me hope, but also brought me despair. Sometimes, when I look back after a while, I find that I have fallen into a lie. Since I met Yan Qingchen, these lies have been looped around like a spider's thread, binding me who was struggling in it tightly into one. Cannot emerge into butterfly cocoons.

Of course, that was before I became a criminal police officer.

Now, after six years of blood and fire, I have broken through countless gates of hell, and I am confident that I can see through all this and break free from the shackles of the spider web.

I didn't want to make our conversation any more ambiguous, so I lowered my voice and said to him: "Zong Xian, the most important thing for you now is not to find me home, but to leave Nanyang quickly and fly far away. As for us——"

I shook my head regretfully: "It's impossible for us to be together."

"Why? Why should I go far away? Why can't we be together?" Zong Xian anxiously clenched my shoulders, his anxious eyes cast on my face, which made me feel like my heart was burning.

I'm a little surprised that Zong Xian would actually ask such a question: "Didn't Zong Tianming tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Zong Xian asked back.

Suddenly, his expression froze, as if he remembered, let go of his hand, and took a step back: "Xiaoying, do you doubt me? Do you suspect that I did it?"

I gritted my teeth and nodded: "Tianming told me. You should be glad that only I know now. I won't expose you. You should go now."

"Xiaoying, so you don't want to go home with me because you doubt me?"

"I don't want you to die!" Hearing that he thought of me like this, I couldn't help being a little angry. If it wasn't for the fact that he has endured humiliation for so many years, he would have punched someone again.

Zong Xian was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoying, if I really did it, would you come to see me for the last time before I was shot?"

My heart sank, fearing that Zong Xian would do something stupid again, I quickly frightened him: "I will wait for you on Huangquan Road!"

After listening to Zong Xian, he stared at me for a while, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Xiaoying, I really didn't do it. Tianming probably wanted to help me gain some favor in front of you by saying that. I'm just like you. , my every move is being watched, I have never been out of Nanyang, Yan Qingyao knows this best. I am not a god, I can't silently separate Yan Qingchen and Yan Qingfeng from several provinces. Killed, besides, I can't help but watch you being taken away, Yan Qingchen recruits prostitutes, can the eruption of the volcano be controlled by me?"

"What about Yan Cong'an's car accident? Could it be that Tianyao was instructed by you?" Yan Cong'an is the most important thing, as long as Zong Xian can't get rid of the suspicion, this incident will kill him.

"When Yan Cong'an got into a car accident, I hadn't been rescued yet." Zong Xian felt helpless, "Xiaoying, it's fine if you don't care about my life or death, why do you have to blame me for these crimes?"

Seeing Zong Xian's innocent look, I hesitated, but my intuition told me that I still couldn't trust him. Before Yan Qingyao came to us, the Yan family was on the rise. How could it be possible that within a year, the main force of the family lost seven Seven or eight, even Yan Cong'an, who was in the limelight, was not spared?

This is definitely not a coincidence, and certainly not some kind of karma.Although the matter of Yan Qingchen and Yan Qingfeng couldn't be explained for a while, Zong Xian still couldn't get rid of his involvement in Yan Cong'an's death.

Yan Cong'an's brake was broken by Zong Tianyao, who knows if Zong Xian abetted Zong Tianyao before the accident, and then simply jumped off the mountain in order to cover up his crime.

After listening to my analysis, Zong Xian put on a tearless expression: "Jumping off the mountain was indeed my plan from the beginning, I am very familiar with Dongling Mountain, I know where to fall and I won't fall to my death. But my plan is to go missing after falling, and then run to Hainan to find you, then create a fake death scene, and fly away with you, who knows that Yan Qingyao has been staring at me, and I will leave in a panic In the wrong place, I actually fell down and became a fool after being rescued. If you don’t believe me, you can check my case, and there are several psychiatrists who can testify for me.”