He Chusan stood at the dock and watched Lord Qiao's car go away. Kevin stepped out of the shadows and stood behind him.
"Mr. He, does Master Qiao believe it?"
"I'm not sure," He Chusan looked at the street corner with a solemn expression, "Mr. Qiao and the old shopkeeper are very suspicious, and they won't really believe me if they don't act to the limit."
He suddenly turned his head and sneezed, and his unfathomable image was broken. Kevin quickly put on a trench coat for him. He tucked his collar, got into the car quickly, sneezed again and again on the back seat, wrapped in a windbreaker and shrunk into a ball, feeling more and more exhausted recently.
"Am I really getting worse?" He couldn't help but mutter to himself, feeling very aggrieved: He has worked hard to eat well and exercise! The abs are already looking great!
Kevin in the driver's seat comforted, "Mr. He is working too hard. Mr. He hasn't had a good rest for a long time, right?"
"Yeah," He Chusan sighed wearily, "I can't sleep when I think about him hating me."
"How long is Mr. He going to hide from Mr. Xia?"
He Chusan thought for a while and let out another sigh.
…
The car drove in the direction of the city, and gradually drove into the colorful neon light and shadow. The stars are full of stars and the moon is already hanging high, but for this city that never sleeps, all the hustle and bustle has just begun. He Chusan leaned against the window of the car, resting his forehead against the window glass like a child, staring at the street scene passing by the window.
He stepped onto the stage and sang a budding play, everything under his control. But in the interval between the intermissions, he did not have the excitement and joy of doing things according to people's wishes and gaining the upper hand, nor did he have the lofty ambitions of strategizing and confident. His state of mind at this moment is so simple and pure: he is tired and sleepy with a sea breeze blowing, and he quite wants to get into the arms of his brother Liuyi and act coquettishly.
…
He Chusan returned home late at night and returned to Xia Liuyi's village house in Kowloon City. Since the head office had an accident, he openly moved to the village house of the boss under the pretext of taking care of the affairs on his behalf, euphemistically calling him "waiting for the boss to come back". After entering from the main entrance of the village house, not long after, he sneaked out from the back door and climbed over the wall. Passing through a secluded and deserted alley, I turned into the backyard of another village house next door.
Several bodyguards patrolled under the wall, accustomed to his sudden intrusion, and greeted him respectfully. He walked into the guarded house, passed through the living room, walked to the corner, and opened the side door leading to the stairs to the basement.
- Xia Liuyi, who was locked in it, never expected that he was locked in next door to his own house; and his personal bodyguards, Anan and A Mao, were also locked in this building.
He Chusan walked down the stairs lightly, nodded to the bodyguard guarding the door of the basement, and then stuck to the door and carefully listened to the movement inside, but did not hear any sound.
"Sleep?" He lip-mouthed to the bodyguard. The bodyguard nodded. He Chusan motioned him to open the door and entered quietly. The bodyguard quickly locked the door from the outside.
There was only a dim light in the room. Xia Liu curled up on the bed, without the quilt. The iron chain was still cuffed to his ankle, and the handcuff chain on his hand was also slightly reflective.
He Chusan gently walked to the bedside, bent over to pick up the quilt that fell to the ground, and was about to cover him when he was hit hard on the abdomen!
He didn't have time to make a sound, and the world was spinning for a while, and he was pushed down on the bed in the blink of an eye! The neck was firmly restrained by the handcuffs and chains, and I couldn't breathe for a while! He whimpered uncomfortably, his face flushed red, and he wriggled and struggled subconsciously, but seeing that Xia Liuyi was pressing down on him with murderous intent, he stopped and closed his eyes resignedly.
Xia Liuyi loosened the chains at the last moment. He Chusan let out a heavy, tearing gasp and coughed hard. Before he could recover, his wrist was cold, and only two soft clicks were heard. His right hand was handcuffed to the bedpost. superior.
Xia Liu rolled over and got out of bed expressionlessly, kicked off the shackles around his ankles, and walked to the door without looking at him.
"You can't get out," He Chusan said hoarsely from behind, "They won't open the door."
Xia Liuyi rushed back to the bed and grabbed his throat, "I'll kill you right here, you said they can't open the door?"
"Cough cough... no... no..." He Chusan said with difficulty, "I explained... I have... no matter what happens... even if I die inside... uh!" He closed his eyes and could no longer speak, because he was so angry Xia Liuyi suddenly increased his strength!
After a while, Xia Liuyi let go of him again with a cold face. He rolled over and curled up, choking, lying on the edge of the bed, spitting out a few mouthfuls of champagne-smelling gastric bile and a tiny bit of food scraps—other than that, his stomach was empty.
Xia Liuyi listened to his choking and retching, and his heart felt so uncomfortable that it was about to be torn in half. "What the hell are you doing? Do you really want to force me to kill you?"
He Chusan gasped, got up and picked up the water cup by the bedside to rinse his mouth, then opened the bedside drawer, pulled a tissue, and secretly put a small thing in the drawer into the palm of his hand.
He wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "Are you willing?"
"What do you say?!"
He Chusan laughed in a low voice, a little happy and a little sad. He was so tired and in pain that he was about to be unable to support him, so he simply climbed to the head of the bed and sat down, put two pillows behind his waist, and put the quilt over his lap, finally feeling a little more comfortable. Xu Xu sighed and asked Xia Liuyi nonchalantly, "How did you untie the handcuffs?"
Xia Liuyi kicked the dismantled TV out from under the bed, and took out a hard copper wire from his trouser pocket.
He Chusan laughed again, "It's amazing, as expected of Brother Liuyi."
When he loosened Xia Liuyi's limbs and left room for movement before, he also thought that this would not lock Xia Liuyi, but there was no other way - how could he be willing to keep Xia Liuyi twenty-four hours a day? Handcuffed to the bed
Xia Liuyi asked again, "What the hell are you doing?"
He Chusan shook his head, "I can't say."
"Is Dongdong still alive?"
"… "
Xia Liuyi couldn't get his answer for a long time, knelt on the bed angrily and anxiously, rode on him and pressed his shoulders, staring at his eyes, "You said! What did you mean last time? Is Dongdong still alive?!"
He Chu looked at him three times, the light in his eyes was as deep as the sea, "If I say no, will you kill me to avenge her?"
"He Chusan, don't force me!" Xia Liuyi said angrily, "You can do anything to me, but you can't touch her!"
He was full of grief and anger, and he was almost speechless for a while. After a while, he spoke with difficulty, "Silly boy, how can I forgive you if you touched her?"
His pain and suffering were written on his face so bluntly, cutting He Chusan's heart like a sharp blade. He Chusan was like a masochist, feeling both pain and happiness. The pain was because he felt Xia Liuyi's pain with empathy, and the happiness was because even at this point, Xia Liuyi still tried his best to find a reason to forgive him.
He wanted to tell Xia Liuyi everything right now, but he couldn't. Before the next big play, he can't let Xia Liuyi know the content of the script - Xia Liuyi will definitely stop him, and maybe even give up revenge for him. But if he doesn't do this for Xia Liuyi, he will never be able to free Xia Liuyi from the shadow of Qinglong and Xiaoman's death.
He was angry because of Xia Liuyi's recklessness, ignorance and deceit, and wanted to let Xia Liuyi reflect on the situation. But he knew very clearly in his heart that he was deceiving Xia Liuyi, and that he was carrying the danger on himself with Xia Liuyi's back. If he was hurt, wouldn't Xia Liuyi be worried and sad? These days, isn't he tormented by contradictions and guilt
He dragged the handcuffs and raised his hands, wiped the wet corners of Xia Liu's eyes, then leaned in and kissed Xia Liuyi deeply.
Xia Liuyi was so upset by his kiss that he seemed to taste the bitterness in He Chusan's mouth that couldn't be expressed, and his heart became more and more distressed. He let He Chusan kiss without moving, without resisting or responding.
He Chusan kissed him for a long time, finally sighed contentedly, and leaned back on the pillow with no strength.
"Tell me something happy," He Chusan said, "Brother Xiao Ma is still alive."
Xia Liuyi was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.
"Really, he came back alive. He guessed that you were under house arrest and wanted to oust me."
Xia Liuyi was surprised and delighted. For a while, he forgot that the door was locked. He turned over and wanted to get out of bed, but as soon as he stepped out, he felt his head sink and his consciousness began to blur.
"What did you feed me?!" He held his head and said angrily. No wonder this kid has a bitter taste in his mouth!
"The tranquilizer, I just took it from the drawer," He Chusan said. He also began to feel drowsy, so he took the time to talk, took off his coat and got under the quilt, put the two pillows in place, and patted the bed invitingly, "Come on, it's been a long time since we slept together."
Xia Liuyi stood there angrily and refused to move. He Chusan smiled and closed his eyes to himself. At the same time, he shouted to the bodyguards outside, "When we fall asleep, come in and put him back on the bed and cuff him again!"
"..." Xia Liuyi was so angry that he was almost out of breath.
…
Xie Jiahua sat on the chair outside the door of the ward, looking dazed, thinking deeply.
He had previously applied to the Thailand branch through the Hong Kong branch of Interpol to share the information of Jin Maitreya, and combined with Qin Hao's experience in Thailand, he discovered an old incident: Hao Wei, the first leader of Xiaoqitang, and Xiaoqitang's later drugs On-line Jin Maitreya, it is likely that they have known each other as early as twenty years. When Kim Mi Lok was young, he claimed to have been to Hong Kong, robbed banks, and killed people. This experience was used as a ruthless talk of his, and was widely circulated among Kim Mi Lok's old acquaintances. And Hao Wei suddenly got a windfall 20 years ago and started to establish Xiaoqitang, lending usury and opening gambling stalls. Twenty years ago, there was a blockbuster bank robbery in Hong Kong. Two masked robbers have not yet been caught. Now it seems that it may be Kim Maitreya and Hao Wei. At that time, a police officer named Lu Yong was also sacrificed in the robbery. Another police officer present was his father Xie Yingjie...
Qin Hao finished the discharge procedures for him, hurried over and called him, "Brother Jiahua?"
Xie Jiahua's reaction was a bit slow, and after a while he raised his head, his usual cold and calm appearance, "Done?"
"Yes. Come on, I'll take you home."
Qin Hao had driven Xie Jiahua's private car to pick him up before, so he took Xie Jiahua to the elevator. Xie Jiahua asked him about his recent situation while walking, and learned that the Political Department had completed its review of him and was waiting for a formal notice of handling. His police status will be restored, but he may face demotion.
"I'm fine, Brother Jiahua, I deserve it." Qin Hao said, "I'm just worried that they will transfer me to the logistics department. I want to stay with you at O's."
Xie Jiahua stroked his lowered head, "Don't worry, I will communicate with my superiors about this matter. How is Jiabao's situation?"
Qin Hao hesitated, "I don't know. He was suspended after the review that day. I heard that he has never left the house, and I don't know the result of his treatment."
Xie Jiahua guessed that his aunt, who is Jiabao's mother and his father's sister, would ask her brother, who is the deputy police chief, to intervene to help press the matter down, but his own self-proclaimed fair and honest father would never agree. Jiabao is in a dire situation this time.
Qin Hao followed him into the elevator, leaned into his ear and continued to report in a low voice, "Before you asked us to send the two female corpses to the forensic department, use 'genetic identification technology' for testing, and follow the corpses found in Cui Dongdong's house. The hair is compared. The identification results came out this morning, and the two corpses are not those of Cui Dongdong and Fang Xiaoluo."
Xie Jiahua frowned, he had already guessed this possibility.
Qin Hao continued, "We found out that the day before the villa explosion, the Kowloon Funeral Home reported that two female corpses had been lost. Now we are contacting the families of the corpses for genetic identification."
Xie Jiahua still didn't speak, he frowned and looked forward - the elevator door opened on the ground floor, and he saw Lu Guangming standing at the door, holding a bouquet of flowers, waiting for the elevator.
Lu Guangming saw him too, and smiled brightly with his eyes rolled up, "Thanks Sir, what a coincidence."
Xie Jiahua quickly pressed the close button. Lu Guangming kicked his long legs, jammed the elevator door, squeezed in and shoved the bouquet into Xie Jiahua's arms, "I made a special trip to congratulate you on your discharge, Sir Xie. Where are you going? go home?"
Xie Jiahua ignored him with a cold face. He didn't care either, turned his head and greeted Qin Hao cheerfully, "Hi, little brother, we meet again."
Qin Hao glanced at Xie Jiahua, but did not speak with interest.
Lu Guangming smiled and said, "This little brother is really serious. You must have been brought out by Sir Xie himself. You have the demeanor of his old man!"
Xie Jiahua, known as the "Old Man", turned his head and glared at him. Lu Guangming winked at Xie Jiahua slyly. And Qin Hao saw the two people looking at each other, and he felt strange and uneasy in his heart. He had known Xie Jiahua for many years, and he had never seen Xie Jiahua so angry and angry with others.
The elevator doors were now open on the level of the underground parking lot. Xie Jiahua shoved the flower back into Lu Guangming's arms and rushed out. Qin Hao followed closely. Lu Guangming chased after the flower with the flower in his arms, and rambled, "Where are you going? Give me a ride. My car was sent for repair yesterday, and it took an hour to squeeze in the bus just now."
Xie Jiahua took the car key from Qin Hao's hand, held it tightly in his hand, and said unceremoniously to Lu Guangming who was standing in front of the car, "Go away."
"I'm really in a hurry," Lu Guangming said. "I have a meeting at the ICAC this morning. It's going to start at ten o'clock. I wanted to visit you earlier and go back earlier, but the traffic jams on the road."
"Take a taxi yourself." Xie Jiahua said coldly.
"Don't, you all dropped by anyway. I remember passing the ICAC on the way to your house," Lu Guangming blinked, "Could it be that you moved after our last 'that'..." He Xie Jiahua, who was rushed up with a black face, covered his mouth.
"..." Qin Hao seemed to have found something.
Lu Guangming was pressed by Xie Jiahua with one hand on his shoulder and the other over his mouth, so he threw himself into his arms and shoved the bunch of flowers into his chest. Xie Jiahua quickly pushed him away. He opened his mouth to shout again. Xie Jiahua hugged him back again and continued to cover his mouth. Qin Hao froze aside, watching helplessly as Xie Jiahua and Lu Guangming tangled up. At this moment, there was an angry shout: "Ahua! What are you doing?!"
Xie Jiahua immediately pushed Lu Guangming away and turned around.
Standing opposite them was a dignified middle-aged man with white temples and a sharp-edged face very similar to Xie Jiahua. He was tall and burly, and dressed neatly and elegantly. He had just stepped out of a commercial car, and when he looked up, he saw Xie Jiahua and a young man pulling into a ball, and the two of them were holding a bunch of flowers at the same time!
After he finished drinking, his face was ashen, he strode towards Xie Jiahua, raised his hand and slapped him hard!
Xie Jiahua suffered without dodging, half of his cheeks suddenly flushed slightly, and he looked back at him expressionlessly.
"Hug and hug a man in public?! This is what the police should do?!" The middle-aged man said angrily.
Xie Jiahua said with a blank expression, "You misunderstood. This is Sir Lu from Lianji, because there is a little conflict with me about the case, not a 'hug man' with me."
His father, the current deputy police commissioner Xie Yingjie, turned his scrutiny on Lu Guangming. The strange and hard to hide hatred in Lu Guangming's eyes made Xie Yingjie suspicious. The atmosphere was deadlocked for a moment, Lu Guangming suddenly held his lips and smiled slightly, as if nothing happened, he took out a business card from his arms and offered it with both hands, "Hello, my surname is Lu, and I am working in the ICAC. There was a little misunderstanding with Sir Xie just now. , the posture is indecent, and it makes you laugh."
Xie Yingjie glanced at the business card, but instead of answering it, he waved back - several entourages were rushing over from the rear parking lot while they were talking. One of them hurriedly stepped forward to Xie Yingjie to take the business card, and returned to Lu Guangming a card of his own, which indicated that he was the secretary of the deputy police chief's office.
Lu Guangming looked surprised, "It turned out to be Deputy Director Xie, I laughed, I laughed."
"What are you looking for Inspector Xie for?" Xie Yingjie asked, "What case needs to go to the hospital to disturb a policeman who was injured on duty? Are you Lianji doing things like this now?"
"Don't dare..." Before Lu Guangming finished his polite words, he was blocked by Xie Jiahua. Xie Jiahua said, "These little things don't bother you. If you have anything to do with me, please tell me directly."
"I came to the hospital to see my son, what can I do?"
"Really? I was admitted to the hospital three days ago, and you haven't even had a phone call to greet you in the past few days. I thought you came here today for official business."
"Xie Jiahua! I'm your father, pay attention to your attitude!"
Xie Jiahua said respectfully but without emotion, "Father, don't get excited, the matter between our father and son is a family affair, and it's public, please don't let others see the joke. Or, you want to find an excuse to send me to the United States for further study. '?"
He stepped forward and approached Xie Yingjie, whispering, "What are you afraid I'll find out?"
Xie Yingjie's face became extremely ugly in an instant. Xie Jiahua took a step back and said calmly, "Thank you for visiting me. I'm in good health and I've been discharged from the hospital, so I don't have to worry about it. Go slowly and don't send me off."
Without waiting for Xie Yingjie to say anything, he turned around and opened the door of his car and got into the driver's seat. At the same time, he signaled to Qin Hao and Lu Guangming, "Get in the car."
Qin Hao immediately opened the door and sat in the back seat. Lu Guangming hesitantly pointed at Xie Jiahua and pointed to himself, Xie Jiahua's eyes widened, Lu Guangming hurriedly seized the opportunity and trotted around to the other side and got into the passenger seat.
The car sped away. Xie Yingjie stood there, his face ashen.