"Yo? What is this?"
A gift box with a delicate bow tied with pink ribbons is placed on the front crystal table, palm-sized, very light, and has no signature or card. Jiang Ting took off the ribbon, and Yan Yan leaned drunkenly on the sofa beside him. While drinking ice-water hydrolyzed wine, he asked the Chinese staff at the front desk of the hotel: "Who brought it? Not on the guest list?"
"Yes, Mr. Yan," replied politely at the front desk, "we didn't notice when that person came in. He gave us the gift box, saying it was an item that was urgently needed at your wedding, and asked us to hand it in by hand. in your hands."
Yan Yan asked casually, "Who?"
Jiang Ting put the ribbon aside, opened the gift box, and the smooth and thick wrapping paper exuded a fragrance.
"It's a gentleman, probably so tall." The front desk gestured: "Gentle and gentle, wearing glasses, no name left..."
Yan Yan suddenly caught a certain sensitive word: "Glasses?"
Before he finished speaking, the wrapping paper was scattered, and an old silver mobile phone lay quietly in the gift box.
Jiang Ting raised his brows and was about to reach for it when he suddenly stopped. Immediately, he took off his tie bag and started, and clicked on the screen. No fingerprints or passwords are required, the screen unlocks smoothly with a touch, but instead of the main interface - it's a video.
"Yes," smiled the front desk, "about thirty years old, very handsome, very polite, smile before speaking..."
The newlyweds' eyes fell on the friendly face on the homepage of the video and stopped at the same time.
"...The person you're talking about," Yan Yan raised her phone, her forehead twitching: "Is that him?"
A slightly smiling man sat with his arms folded. He wore gold-rimmed glasses on his handsome face. His reserved and reliable temperament made people feel good at first sight. The front desk did not hesitate: "Yes, it's him!"
Yan Yan: "…"
Jiang Ting: "..."
The two jumped up at the same time, and Jiang Ting shouted: "Notify your local police station, save the surveillance video, where is the security? How long has this person been gone?!"
Yan Yan's head was full of drunkenness, and he strode towards the wedding scene with a big stride. He snatched Lu Ju who didn't know what was going on: "Come on! Qin Chuan is here!!"
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At three o'clock in the afternoon local time, Qinchuan, who was dressed in leather shoes and had a good demeanor, walked into the door of the hotel and came to the front desk. After expressing his intention with a smile, he declined the suggestion from the front desk attendant, "Do you want to leave your name on the gift?" Then leave the gift box and turn around to go out.
Ten minutes later, Yan Yan came to the front desk, and the old mobile phone covered with Qinchuan's fingerprints was exposed in broad daylight.
Half an hour later, the local police station sent a car to the hotel to assist in retrieving surveillance video. However, the shark Qinchuan had already been integrated into the vast sea of people in a foreign country. The unclear hotel surveillance could only show that he was turning around and leaving. After a slight pause, he turned his head and looked into the distance - through the empty hall, the wedding music was resounding on the vast lawn in the backyard, and the lively voices passed through the enamel glass door, faintly shaking the quiet air.
Qin Chuan's lips moved slightly, as if he was muttering something to himself, and the front desk cast a curious gaze.
Immediately, he shook his head and smiled, turned and strode down the steps, facing the noisy street into the distance.
"I didn't hear clearly," the front desk was sitting in the temporary investigation room, feeling a little flustered: "He said... He seemed to say... 'I was supposed to be the best man at this wedding'... "
Yan Yan buried her face in her palm and sighed inaudibly.
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It was getting dark, the wedding had already dispersed, and the drunk team members had been dragged back to their rooms to sober up. Yan Yan crossed the lawn and climbed to the suite floor from the observation elevator. Director Lu, Deputy Director Wei, Team Yu and others were already sitting in the small flower hall waiting for him. Jiang Ting was wearing gloves and was playing with the old silver mobile phone.
"Come here?" Lu Bureau greeted.
Jiang Ting waved, Yan Yan adjusted the collar of his suit, crossed the sofa with his long legs and sat down, Jiang Ting pressed the play button.
This video was obviously recorded today, and Qin Chuan's clothes in the video are exactly the same as in the surveillance. The camera lens of the mobile phone should be fixed on a bracket. He sat in the armchair in the center of the camera, sitting upright and relaxed, with his hands naturally folded, smiling at the room full of people, and saying, "Hello everyone."
"A copy has been copied and sent back to Jianning, but the technical investigation has not been able to analyze valuable geographic clues from the video footage." Deputy Director Wei frowned and said, "The local police also copied a copy in friendship, but I hope that Their forensic lab…”
"It's better to watch American dramas faster," Team Yu said helplessly.
Qin Chuan's timely answer came from the phone's speaker: "Yes, watching American dramas is faster."
Team Yu & Deputy Director Wei: "..."
Qin Chuan said with a smile: "Happy wedding, Yan Xun, I wish you a hundred years of friendship with Team Jiang."
Before Yan Yan could react, Jiang Ting said coldly, "I will remember how you ruined my wedding."
Obviously, the number of Jiang stops is relatively high, this time Qin Chuan failed to accurately predict the reaction outside the camera.
"You must be wondering how I left the country. Maybe when you saw this video, my images have been sent to the customs ports in the southwest. But that is no longer important to me. As early as the Jianning Municipal Bureau During the ten years of work, I have woven a network of relationships large enough in the dark world. If I can replace the king of spades one day, this network will become the first cornerstone of my future path; if I Unfortunately, it was enough to cover my entire body—albeit just my body.”
"When I was young, for several years, my persistent desire for revenge occupied most of my emotions. Later, this feeling became so complicated that I couldn't tell the difference between the one who stood in your team and swore to the police badge. Is the loyal self just acting on the scene, or the real soul after filtering out all impurities." Qin Chuan looked at the camera and didn't speak for a few seconds, then he sighed: "I still don't know what I did in Yaoshan that day. The dumbest decision of my life, or the smartest. Maybe both? But there is no doubt that it was the moment that changed the fate of many people, including me."
There was silence in the room, and everyone knew that he was talking about giving up running away before the second explosion that day, and instead desperately stopping the killer Ginger's behavior.
After a long while, Deputy Director Wei snorted angrily and awkwardly: "The answer is obvious! You'd better stop having such doubts!"
"After leaving Jianning, I went to Myanmar, and then went to Thailand and Laos. Compared with Jianning, the life of more than half a year can be described as a turbulent life, but fortunately, the best days are the hardest. I'm ready, so it's more troublesome to hide, but it's still okay. As for where to go next? Let alone the police, I don't even know that as a wanted criminal. Although I also hope One day I can make a dramatic appearance in front of my old friends, talk about it in a friendly and friendly way, and then float away, but you probably prefer me to come back obediently and be captured."
Qin Chuan joked again with a slightly wry smile, and spread his hands in front of the camera.
"Unfortunately I can't. I can only swear that before this life is over, I will never set foot on the southwest again. Today's celebration across the crowd is the last time we will meet."
In the quiet room, it took a long time for a ding sound to sound.
It was Yan Yan who gently placed the teacup on the table, and the light collision covered his ethereal sigh.
"However, your work has to continue—" Qin Chuan's tone suddenly changed.
"King of Spades was killed, and many core internal affairs of the organization that Jiang Ting did not know have since become secrets, including his contact nodes and trading methods with several major buyers. 'Blue Gold' is available in North America, Mexico The proliferation of the network is inseparable from an online virtual trading platform. Compared with the old-fashioned Wu Tun, Spades K trusts the trading channels that are protected layer by layer by countless data transfer nodes around the world. In the second year of entering the North American market, he quickly accumulated electronic currency worth 100 million US dollars through this transaction method."
“I was fortunate enough to obtain—or steal the login key, but when I first logged in and checked after escaping from Jianning, I found that the trading channel of Spades K had been forcibly offline by the platform, and then moved to another The hands of an anonymous supplier. What makes me shudder even more is that the offline time displayed by the system is the second day of the Yaoshan operation, more precisely, within five hours after the K of Spades was killed.”
In an instant, Director Lu understood what he meant, and the expression on his fat face changed drastically.
Yan Yun and Jiang Ting glanced at each other at the same time.
"There are huge, unimaginable, and unimaginable criminal groups lurking in the deep sea. The K of Spades is just one of them. The trenches of sin are far deeper than we imagined," Qin Chuan paused. Said: "This journey is still very long, and I am no longer a member of the public security team. Goodbye, my former brothers, I will always miss each of you from the bottom of my heart, just as I did to Lu Bureau, Wei Ju, Yan Yan, and especially Fang Que have a deep apology; just as I miss the loyal years of life and death under the sun."
He smiled one last time, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses penetrating a hint of unrecognizable sadness.
"goodbye."
The screen gradually turned black, and silence enveloped every inch of space.
Fang Zhenghong turned his face away, forcing himself to swallow a mouthful of miscellaneous words: "This kid..."
As soon as the voice fell, the screen suddenly turned bright: "PS."
Everyone was startled at the same time, only to see Qin Chuan expressionless: "I suddenly remembered that I still hate Team Jiang, so everyone I said just now does not include him, I hope you know."
"..." Jiang Ting stared at the screen of the mobile phone that quickly turned black, and the corners of his mouth twitched for a while in front of everyone's eyes. He finally couldn't help but ask, "Is he a Drama Queen?!"
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The bridal chamber night that Yan Yan was looking forward to was eventually mixed into an emergency transnational meeting within the provincial government. In the middle of the night, the police car of the local police station finally dispersed, and Bureau Lv and the others also ended the video conversation with Liu Ting. Yan Yan returned to the hotel suite with a forehead lawsuit. As soon as he opened the door, he heard subtle snoring coming from the direction of the sofa.
His hand to turn on the light paused and stepped forward gently.
The moonlight shone slightly from the floor-to-ceiling curtains, reflected on the armrest of the sofa, and outlined the familiar profile of the lover. Jiang Ting fell asleep with one hand on his forehead, the gauze-like shimmer down from the corners of the jet-black eyebrows, the graceful lines of his cheeks, and even the slightly open lips; perhaps because of the insufficient heating in the room, those lips The character is bright red and soft, as if kissing well.
Yan Yan reached out and touched it in a trance, his fingertips just touched the gap between his lips, but before he went deep in, Jiang Ting suddenly moved and woke up.
Snapped!
Jiang Ting turned on the lamp beside the sofa, stood up wrapped in a warm and soft beige cashmere blanket, and said sleepily, "You're back?"
With such a homely tone, it's not like the newlywed couple who just exchanged their wedding rings today, but it's like living a life. Yan Yan couldn't help but smile in his eyes. He squeezed him tightly and sat down. Jiang Ting divided half of the blanket and covered it with Yan Yan, and asked in a low voice, "How's it going?"
"As for Spade K's use of anonymous networks to establish trading channels and the emergence of more cybercrime platforms, the provincial department has reported the matter to the Ministry of Public Security, and it is estimated that the joint Internet police and intelligence departments will file a case for investigation. As for Qinchuan himself, We can only investigate the major customs ferries and take a slow look, Liu Ting also has nothing to do."
"Can you still find it?"
"Who knows."
Jiang Ting hummed softly, but didn't say anything. Yan Yan knew what he wanted to say but didn't say: "No problem, after catching Qin Chuan, I'll tie him up and send you to torture for a week..."
Jiang Ting couldn't help laughing and said with a smile, "Yes, we can't let the bastard who ruined our wedding go."
Yan Yan also laughed, got up and went to the bar in the suite to talk about it. After a while, he came back with a tray and put down two wine cups: "Come on, try this."
"what?"
Yan Yan smiled but didn't answer, poured a light crystal clear liquid into two cups, rippling with broken light, and then handed it to Jiang Ting.
Jiang Ting put his hands behind his back: "What the hell are you—"
"If you haven't had a glass of wine, you can't count as a marriage. Come on, let's have a taste of what our family has treasured for more than 30 years..." Yan Yan sighed: "... My daughter is red..."
"what?"
Ms. Zeng Cuicui loved spicy food when she was pregnant, and the whole family thought she was pregnant with a daughter. On the day Yan Yan was born, the family heard that the deeper her daughter was buried in red, the deeper her granddaughter's blessings would be after she got married, so Yan Yan's grandfather—really a sincere man—move the whole family to dig a three-meter shovel with a shovel. Shenkeng, preparing to take out the guests for the grand banquet when his granddaughter gets married twenty years later; who would have expected him to be buried in the soil with sweat on his face, and a phone call from the hospital: "Congratulations! Ling Ai has given birth to a child!"
When Grandpa heard the words, he almost lost his breath, and no one had the strength to dig out the wine jar in the three-meter-deep pit. Therefore, the daughter of the criminal investigation detachment Yan Yan was buried in the Yan family's old house for more than 30 years. It was not until today that he was finally successfully married that he was hired by Zeng Cuicui to finally get out of the soil and bring it here.
"Don't be embarrassed, come come..." Yan Yan forced Jiang Ting, whose smile softened, to hold up the wine glass, put on a pose with himself for a drink, and said solemnly: "For the first cup, let's congratulate Teacher Jiang for marrying into a wealthy family, Happy to have your son-in-law, hold two for three years, give birth to a son early... A daughter is also fine, no matter how rich or powerful you are, as long as it is Mr. Jiang's own, he likes it very much."
Jiang Ting smiled and gestured to squeeze Yan Yan's stomach, but how could Yan Yan be squeezed out by him, he immediately held his breath, stretched his abdominal muscles hard, and held Jiang Ting to drink a glass of wine together.
Next second: "Pff-"
Jiang Ting almost sprayed a goddess scattered flowers, but Yan Xun covered it and held it back. He grinned and said, "You are a layman at first sight. This is how wine has been buried in the soil for more than 30 years... Come here, don't hide. One cup, one wish!"
Jiang Tingxin said, then you waste your first wish on such a boring thing, and then Yan Yan grabbed his hand and poured the second cup of daughter... Man Hong.
"Second wish," Yan Yan held Jiang Ting's arm and said sternly: "Mr. Jiang can't slack off after marrying into a wealthy family. He must work hard to stabilize his position and improve himself. Drink the soup obediently, even if we don’t want to stay young forever, we should at least maintain our weight. Teacher Jiang once boasted that Haikou would live to ninety-nine years, two years longer than me. I don’t know what he pretended to be. b is still not planning to realize..."
Jiang Ting couldn't listen anymore, he suffocated the second glass of wine in one gulp, and then forced Yan Yan's chin to pour the wine in, interrupting his behavior of turning over old accounts.
"No wonder the little girls used to get married at the age of fifteen." The two of them were busy looking for water at the same time, and Yan Yan couldn't help laughing and crying: "If you are married in your thirties, the wine at the wedding banquet must not poison your parents and relatives to death. ?"
Jiang Ting said in his heart that he would die sooner than he would live, so he bravely poured out the third cup with the mentality of sacrifice: "The so-called burying wine in the soil is an act without scientific reason, and I will explain it to you in detail later. Don't be long-winded now. Well, anyway, tourist visas have medical insurance... What's your third wish?"
Yan Yan looked at the wine glass, took a deep breath after a long time, and swallowed: "The third wish is for myself."
Detachment Yan was able to express the most beautiful and warm vision in the most awkward way. Based on this urgency, Jiang Ting had absolutely no doubt that his third wish was to survive until he was eighty years old, or four years old. Before the age of ten, all criminals in Jianning City collectively knelt down and called Big Brother.
But he guessed wrong.
Yan Yan stared at the sparkling wine cup under the light, smiled after a while, and said, "I hope..."
He lowered his eyes, and Jiang Zing only saw the corners of his eyes slowly curling up, revealing an unstoppable smile:
"I hope Jiang Ting will love me forever."
Jiang Ting was stunned for a moment, Yan Xun raised his head and drank the third glass of wine, and was immediately choked and thumped on the pillow.
"You..." Jiang Ting couldn't help laughing, his eyes closed and his heart turned, and he drank his own wine. He was completely defeated by the alcohol bomb planted by Zeng's grandfather more than 30 years ago. On the sofa, they held each other's hands while coughing and laughing.
dong dong dong! Coincidentally, Han Xiaomei woke up drunk and went out for food. She heard the sound and patted the door curiously: "Brother Yan? Brother Yan, have you caught a cold? What are you doing?"
Jiang Ting didn't stop laughing, and hoarsely rushed out the door with a laugh and scolded: "Go back to your sleep!"
Han Xiaomei immediately made up a 10,000-character mosaic from her brother Jiang's hoarse voice, reluctantly for a long time, before squirming away three steps.
"My grandfather must have been deceived by fake wine sellers back then, or he buried Lee Kum Kee soy sauce..." Yan Yan was about to get up and take out the remaining half pot of wine to frame his parents when he was suddenly stopped by Jiang Ting Raised his arm: "Hey."
Yan Yan turned around casually: "What?"
"I love you forever."
Jiang Ting had never said such a straightforward love story in his life, and Yan Yan thought that he had heard it wrong: "What?"
"I will always love you," Jiang Ting's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were bright, staring at those handsome and familiar eyes that were just a short distance away, he paused and said seriously, "I have never loved anyone so much, as I love them. you."
The full moon reflects the tide of the ocean, and the wedding charms fly over the clouds to the familiar night scene of Jianning and the lights of thousands of homes, covering thousands of stars with a gentle veil.
Behind the floor-to-ceiling curtains, two crayon-painted red wedding invitations spread out on the coffee table, vivid in the flickering candle shadows, and the matchstick villain gestures in the V-sign of victory.
The young couple were entangled on the sofa, their foreheads against their foreheads, their hands and feet wrapped around their hands and feet, half of the blanket fell on the ground, and the sofa creaked with the movement.
"Happy newlyweds," Yan Yan lowered her head and kissed Jiang Ting's temple, then pressed close to her ear and said with a smile, "Me too, my forever lover."
The author has something to say:
This is the last chapter of the online version for now~ Sahua, bow!
I'm afraid that there will be another inspiration for the show in the future, so I won't hang up the final bid~
Dreams have to have, what if they come true =w=
"Broken Cloud" Huaishang