Lantern: Behold the Bayonet

Chapter 24: Long Jiwei

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That day when Chu Ci got off work, she received a call from Han Qiang, who immediately asked, "Are you free tonight? Would you like to come out for dinner?"

Chu Ci glanced at his watch, "I'm sorry, but next time. Han Yue..."

He just said half a sentence, and swallowed the second half, the faint boredom in his tone made people feel very subtle.

Han Qiang was well aware of his brother's almost perverted desire for monopoly, so he laughed awkwardly: "Then you are busy with your work, you are busy with your work."

"It's the same if you say something on the phone. There is no one around me now. What's the matter? What happened to my sister-in-law?"

"Oh, you are a sensible person, and I won't hide it from you... Your sister-in-law is suspicious at home all day long, making it inconvenient for me to go out and do some things. Do you remember that A Ling last time? She has been pregnant for five months , it is said to be a boy... "

"Why, it's not easy to arrange?"

Han Qiang sighed: "I want to get a house outside the third ring road to house her, but I don't have much free time recently. You also heard what Han Yue said. Recently, the old man tried his best to keep us low-key, and your sister-in-law is good at spy work. It's really inconvenient for me to go out and do it myself. You know, among so many friends around me, none of them are as careful, strict-tongued, and safe in handling things as you. After much deliberation, only you can help me with this... "

Chu Ci frowned and said with a smile: "Isn't it just to buy a house secretly? It's just a matter of helping or not."

Han Qiangqiang was overjoyed, and praised him repeatedly: "Good buddy! Enough loyalty! Really enough loyalty! Han Yue really saw the right person!" He was so excited that he didn't think that Han Yue forced him to do it, and he hadn't reacted yet. The words were already out of my mouth, and when I came back to my senses, I couldn't help being embarrassed: "Well, don't worry too much, I will definitely thank you very much after it is done!"

"It's nothing. You can ask your future son's mother to see what her location and layout requirements are. Don't just find a house and you are not satisfied with it."

It was beyond Han Qiang's expectation that Chu Ci agreed so readily. After all, looking at a house is a physical labor, and showing a house to a woman is especially troublesome, and most people are reluctant to do it. What's more, this matter has to be extremely confidential. Although Han Qiang's wife can't make any big waves, if she finds out, it will inevitably lead to another family war.

Han Qiang urged Han Yue again, absolutely not to let Han Yue know about this, and never to reveal A Ling's existence to others, if he leaked the word, someone might want to harm his unborn son... It took a long time to hang up the phone.

Chu Ci slowly threw the mobile phone on the passenger seat, neither started the car nor stepped on the accelerator, and stared at a piece of dust floating in the air motionlessly, as if thinking about something silently. It wasn't until the people who got off work were all gone, and the last car in the garage was almost driven away, that he slowly closed his eyes, with a cold smile on his face.

At this time, it was close to the end of August, and Chu Ci's birthday was approaching.

In order to prepare for this birthday, Han Yue took great pains. Strictly speaking, this was the first time he celebrated Chu Ci's birthday with him. He happened to be in the army at this time two years ago, and he couldn't leave at all. Last year, he couldn't even make a phone call because of the secrecy regulations. In order to win Chu Ci's favor, and to wash away his bad performance of beating people into stomach bleeding at the birthday party, Han Yue decided to make this birthday grand and romantic, classic and unforgettable, and strive to make Chu Ci's heart more beautiful than that of Chu Ci. His heart, which was still hard to melt, was completely moved by him.

First, he built an ultra-luxury courtyard house in the Weichang Farmhouse, and asked people to bring large pots of colorful chrysanthemums, peonies, and camellias to the courtyard. He also temporarily dug a fountain, installed colored lights, colored strips, etc. When the night falls, let off the fireworks, with the brilliant lights and the gurgling water, it is definitely a fairyland on earth.

Han Yue's plan was to take Chu Ci to ride horses on the grassland during the day. For this reason, he specially picked two horses with pure coats and gentle tempers; at night, he returned to the courtyard to set off fireworks, and set up a bonfire in the yard to roast them sheep eat. The whole sheep is selected from the best Altay sheep. It is slaughtered and roasted from the ranch of the farmhouse. It is absolutely fresh and tender. The meat is moistened with oil until it is golden brown and tender. It is so delicious that people can swallow their tongues. . Han Yue also prepared two bottles of high-quality rice wine. After the picnic was over, it was time to go to bed late at night. Anyway, after drinking the wine the night before, he could sleep lazily until the afternoon before going back the next day.

Han Yue felt that this plan was perfect. The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He couldn't help but went to Cartier to order a pair of LOVE screw platinum rings for men a few days before Chu Ci's birthday. What a smart way, you see that wearing the ring on the ring finger clearly shows that you have a family, who else dares to move Chu Ci's mind

In the early morning of the day before Chu Ci's birthday, before dawn, Han Yue got up excitedly to prepare things. It wasn't until everything was ready to leave that he sat on the edge of the bed and patted Chu Ci's face: "Get up, we are going to leave, we have driven a long way."

Chu Ci sat up restlessly, rubbed the space between her eyebrows for a long time, and then lazily got up to wash up.

His attitude towards this celebration is that there is nothing wrong with it. It is of course good to go out for a day, but it would be even better if the companion is not Han Yue. If it is necessary to stay with Han Yue on his birthday, he would rather stay at home and read books, watch movies, or even play games... This way he can at least immerse himself in his own world without talking to Han Yue, Do not communicate with him.

Han Yue turned a blind eye to Chu Ci's resistance. Chu Ci had the habit of drinking soy milk in the morning. When he was washing his face, Han Yue couldn't wait to heat up the soy milk, and waited by the side with a cup in his hand. He drove away as soon as he finished drinking.

It was still dark when we boarded the car, and there was no light at all. Chu Ci started to feel sleepy as soon as he got in the car, Han Yue asked attentively, "Eat something first? The steamed stuffed bun is in the thermos, do you want it?"

Chu Ci shook her head sleepily.

"Take a nap when you're sleepy, and I'll call you when you arrive."

In the past, when they went out together, Han Yue drove the car. He had a habit of driving, that is, he had to talk to Chu Ci while driving, and Chu Ci had to answer from time to time to show that he was listening, otherwise Han Yue would feel ignored by him. Now, when he is in a bad mood, he will use this way of getting angry to attract Chu Ci's attention.

Chu Ci gasped inwardly, thinking why this person is so easy to talk today, can't it be a fake

After thinking it over and over again, he still decided not to take the risk, shook his head and said, "I'm not sleepy."

Han Yue glanced at him, "I'm not sleepy yet, I can't even open my eyes. Go to sleep, put on your coat, it's a bit cold in the morning."

Chu Ci remained silent, turning her head to look at the sidewalk passing by outside the car window. After watching it for a few minutes, I couldn't hold it anymore, my eyelids gradually became heavy, and my head twitched little by little.

In the dimness, he heard Han Yue sigh, but with a slight smile: "Look, my temper is much better now than before..."

... Good is temporary, bad is eternal.

Chu Ci thought so in his heart, but didn't say it out, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

It is easier to fall asleep when the vehicle is shaking, and Chu Ci slept very soundly until he was woken up by the rising temperature.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the air in the car is getting hotter and hotter, even if Han Yue has opened all the windows, it's useless. Small particles like a tiny electric current seem to flow in the air, making people's skin itchy and disturbing.

Chu Ci tried to sleep for a while, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, and called out in a low voice: "Han Yue..."

"Do you feel a little hot?" Han Yue has already taken off a thin coat over his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, exposing his bronze-colored strong arms. "I can't help it. I've already turned on the air conditioner. Even You can’t even open the windows, all the hot air blows from outside.”

Chu Ci glanced out of the car window, the sky was not bright yet, and the sky was gray and pale. This is a winding mountain road with a steep hillside. There is no car on the road except their Mercedes-Benz.

"Did you go wrong?"

"No, this is the road." After Han Yue said this, he hesitated for a moment, "...how about you find out my GPS and have a look."

Chu Ci found the GPS from the small suitcase, glanced at it and said, "It's broken."

Han Yue's expression changed, he grabbed the GPS with his hands, and then slammed on the brakes.

Chu Ci was strangled by the inertia and rushed forward, suddenly a severe cramping pain surged in his stomach. He couldn't describe that feeling at all, as if the pain was like a poisonous snake, piercing through his body in an instant. Every muscle and every inch of skin, from the top of the head to the tip of the toes, is full of pain and burns everywhere, as if being thrown into a raging fire and roasted...

Before Chu Ci could even make a sound, he suddenly fell down on the car seat, pinching the leather seat with his fingers convulsively, in a trance, he only felt that someone was hugging him tightly, and it took him several seconds to realize that it was Han Yue.

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see anything clearly. It was actually cold sweat soaking his forehead and streaming into his eyes. In a daze, he saw that Han Yue's appearance was not much better. Because of the severe pain, Han Yue's expression was a little distorted, and his muscles were severely convulsed, but he gritted his teeth and barely endured it. The white coat was wrapped around Chu Ci's body.

"Get out of the car!" Han Yue pushed Chu Ci, and shouted sharply: "Get out of the car and run back, don't turn your head when you hear anything, hurry up!"

Chu Ci couldn't even stand up, and couldn't even support her body while sitting. He wanted to ask what was going on, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood!

When the blood came out, Chu Ci didn't feel it himself. In fact, because of the severe pain and dizziness, his senses had been paralyzed, and his body softened all of a sudden, and Han Yue held him in his arms: " Chu Ci!"

That sound was so heartbreaking.

Han Yue was born in a family of soldiers and horses. He had guarded borders, stationed abroad, killed people on the battlefield, and played with a gun without batting an eyelid. His hands and feet were so frightened by this mouthful of blood that his mind went blank. It wasn't until Chu Ci fell into his arms that he shivered violently, resisting the severe pain and pinching himself fiercely, forcing himself to calm down.

At some point on the road in front of the car window, three red flag cars drove slowly and stopped about 50 meters away from Han Yue and the others. The window of one of them was half open, but it was so dark inside that it was impossible to see who was sitting inside. As soon as the two cars on the left and right stopped, the doors opened, and several people in radiation protection suits rushed out, confronting Han Yue and the others from afar.

Han Yue didn't even look at them, just stared at the red flag car in the middle, and shouted sharply: "Long Jiwei, I'm fucking at your disposal! But there are still people in my car, You must let him go!"

One of them seemed to be the leader, and he stood between Han Yue and the Hongqi car and said loudly: "I'm sorry Han Ershao, Director Long's order is a secret operation, no matter who is in your car, you must deal with it. Make a little noise. The 'Old Dragon' will wake up soon, just to be on the safe side, you'd better get out of that car as soon as possible."

Han Yue's complexion changed, and he gritted his teeth: "Gou Ri's surname is Long, even the old dragon was brought out, and he was killed to such an extent! This beast..."

The leader's tone changed, and he threatened clearly: "Second Young Master Han, please don't act rashly! Your father's court is still in Beijing!"

"Fuck you, my parents have been revolutionaries all their lives, what else can you do to me?!" Han Yue touched Chu Ci's pulse, and seeing that the situation was not good, he suddenly felt a rage in his heart: "Fuck! Long Jiwei, I Today is really the last time, if you have the ability, you can kill us both!"

Seeing Han Yue's delay in arresting Han Yue, the leader also felt very troublesome. Controlling Han Yue is the deadliest blow to the Han family. In order to defeat the entire Han family, Han Yue must be captured alive today, and enough evidence can be obtained from him to destroy the entire Han family.

But Han Yue was unwilling to leave that car, so it was a bit difficult. Is it really impossible to kill Han Yue and the people in the car? Political struggles usually end with the downfall of the entire family, and killing only one surnamed Han doesn't have much influence on the downfall of those few like-minded families.

The leader was about to ask for instructions, when Han Yue's car suddenly started, and he stepped on the accelerator to turn around in an instant. How is this possible? With such high-energy particle radiation, a person should be so shocked that he can't survive or die. If he doesn't roll all over the floor, he is considered strong-willed. How can he still have the strength to drive

"Dragon Department! The target is about to escape, are we..."

In the red flag car in the middle, which had been motionless all this time, there was only a deep command: "Chasing."

The car on the left started immediately, chasing Han Yue and the others and rushed out.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and on the gloomy winding mountain road, two cars were almost connected end to end, rushing down the mountain at a fast speed. This distance is far from the point where he can avoid the impact of radiation. Han Yue's internal organs are painful and tight, and the muscles of his whole body are like countless knives. Swallowed it back.

He couldn't concentrate at all, and his mind was so distracted that he couldn't even hold the steering wheel with his hands. If he stopped at this time, he would definitely be caught, but he would not die if he was caught. After all, Long Jiwei's goal was the entire Han family, not just him alone.

However, if he was caught, according to Long Jiwei's usual method of cutting grass and roots, Chu Ci would most likely not survive.

There was a sharp hairpin turn in front of the downhill road, and Han Yue had lost consciousness at this time, he could only watch helplessly as the front of the car turned outward. Because of the terrible high speed, the front of the car bent towards an uncontrollable direction of centrifugal force, and rushed straight down the cliff!

Even if Han Yue stepped on the brakes at this time, it was useless. At that moment, his mind was extremely clear, and there was only one thought in his mind.

— Fuck, if Chu Ci dies, I will not live alone.

Suddenly there was a loud noise on the quiet highway in the early morning, and it sounded like it was going down the cliff. All of a sudden, a crowd of birds was startled, and there was a rustling in the woods.

The leading man hurried to the Hongqi car, and whispered to the half-open window: "Longchu, the target car overturned and rolled down the cliff. Shall we salvage it?"

Long Jiwei was wrapped in a black windbreaker, and rested with his eyes closed on the large rear seat. His face still looks very young, a little gender-confusing, and he can't tell his age at all; because his hair is too long, it is tied in a bunch behind his head and hangs down on the back of the chair. His skin is slightly darker than ordinary people, and his outline is more sharp and deep. At first glance, he looks a bit like a minority in the remote southwest.

Long Jiwei was silent for a moment, and asked, "Is there any life reaction in the car?"

His subordinates immediately said: "Yes, both of them are still alive."

"Go down and salvage."

"yes!"

The subordinate just turned his head and walked out when suddenly the driver of the red flag car picked up a phone call, and after listening to a few words, he forwarded it to Long Jiwei: "Chu Long, Vice Minister Yu wants to talk to you."

Long Jiwei frowned, and answered the phone in a bad tone: "Hello?"

I don't know what was said there, his face darkened: "What, Commander Han has been controlled in Taijiang? Who else is there in Beijing, Han Qiang?... Don't care where I am now... Even if I didn't report How about it, when I go back, I will explain to the people above..."

He paused, his jaw seemed to be clenched, "—Okay, I get it. See you in the institute in an hour."

He hung up the phone heavily, his face was as cold as ice: "Let's go."

The driver asked in a low voice: "Are you still going to salvage the target?"

"Forget it." Long Jiwei closed his eyes, and then snorted coldly after a while: "It's about control, but actually I want to protect the Han family. These aristocratic families..."

As if feeling Long Jiwei's unhappiness, his cuff suddenly moved by itself.

That was by no means a normal swing, the driver happened to see it from the rearview mirror, and his face suddenly changed: "Long Chu! The old dragon—"

Long Jiwei reached out and patted his cuff, and yelled something in a low voice in Miao language. The thing burrowed into his clothes a few times, then fell silent and didn't move.