Chen Yuan's expression is very... interesting.
He smiled slightly and said softly, "Ms. Wen Han, there are no ghosts in the Moscow action team. The former team leader Cheng Muyun and the current team leader Fu Yiming have promised everyone that there are no ghosts."
Wen Han looked directly at Chen Yuan: "No, he is looking for a ghost."
Wen Han was breathing heavily because of his emotional ups and downs. She stared at Cheng Jiayi desperately.
No one can escape.
Chen Yuan smiled: "Really? Are you sure you were not deceived by your imagination? You love him, so you hope Cheng Muyun is a hero. So, you have established a hero image in your heart?"
"No, it's not..."
"Do you imagine that he came to Nepal and India with a bloody feud, and searched for undercover for his brother's ten years in ambush?"
"No! Not my fantasy!"
"You were kidnapped by him, but you treat him as a hero?" Chen Yuan took off his glasses and shook his head amusedly, "Miss Wen Han, have you heard of Stockholm Syndrome? You are the most successful case of domestication."
"It's not my imagination! Cheng Muyun said it himself!" Wen Han got up excitedly.
Everyone here knows that Chen Yuan was punished by his superiors for accusing Cheng Muyun of using lynching to find undercover agents. In the past ten years, Cheng Muyun didn't get any achievements, but he was punished in the end. Anyone who changed it would have emotions...
However, the words are still too mean.
The official couldn't listen anymore and coughed: "Chen Yuan, let me ask the Lord. You are too sensitive to this topic." Chen Yuan sneered, shrugged, and stopped talking.
The official cleared his throat: "Miss Wen Han, maybe you don't know, not only did Cheng Muyun deny the insider's claim, but even Fu Yiming made a note to assure everyone that the Moscow action group had no insider. I think , you may have really misunderstood."
Wen Han was choked: "You...you believe me, I won't lie to you!"
The other interrogator was not so amiable, and replied coldly: "Do you think we will deny the confessions of the two team leaders and the confession of this detective Meng Liangchuan, and choose to believe you alone?"
Wen Han could only go to see Meng Liangchuan: "You know, right? Meng Liangchuan, you must know? Right?"
"..." Wen Han looked at everyone helplessly.
Cheng Jiayi still looked innocent and smiled apologetically to Wen Han.
Isolated.
Cheng Muyun, did you feel this way when you left Moscow
Nobody can believe it? Nobody to talk to
Wen Han's legs were weak, his whole body was trembling, he clenched his fists, closed his eyes under the pale light and tried to calm himself down again.
The interrogation ends soon.
Wen Han could only cooperate with them to answer dozens of questions under the polygraph, all of which were related to the information of the members of the Moscow Action Group.
In the process of answering, she finally understood that Cheng Muyun had been hiding everything from herself, and she was well-intentioned. A world that must be kept clean, must be sequestered from these secrets, in order to return safely to that old world...
"Very well, Miss Wen Han," the official patted her on the shoulder kindly, "our people will take you back to where you want to go, because you entered India with a fake passport, so we need a few days. Prepare to send you back. Please rest assured, with your relationship with Cheng Muyun, even if he has... We will guarantee your personal safety in Moscow. "
Wen Han said nothing, she still stared at Cheng Jiayi outside the window.
Up to now, to this day, everyone who should be excluded has been excluded, only she...
"What else do you ask for? We will try our best to satisfy you. After all," the official smiled awkwardly, "If you are really kidnapped by Cheng Muyun, we are willing to make some compensation..."
"No, no, I'm his girlfriend, I came here voluntarily with him," Wen Han replied softly, "No kidnapping."
The official nodded with a smile: "That's the best."
"But I have two conditions," Wen Han continued, "First, your criminal police officer Chen Yuan insulted me openly and mentioned that I was a fantasy after being kidnapped. Stockholm, I hope you will punish him, something like this The quality of the criminal police makes me feel very untrustworthy and safe in your system. Although I am only a Russian citizen, I am also the person you want to protect, right?"
The official was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Okay, I will report the truth to the superior. As for the punishment, it depends on the superior's decision."
"Second, I need the company of Criminal Police Meng Liangchuan in India these few days. After all, I don't have any relatives or friends here, and it's still Cheng Muyun's... Can I be called a widow?"
"As long as you want, I have no problem at all."
Wen Han nodded and said softly, "As the widow of the former leader of the Moscow Action Group, I need someone to accompany me through these most difficult days. You people, I only trust him."
The official coughed awkwardly: "This, I need to ask Meng Liangchuan's opinion."
"Can't you force an order? Are you not his superior?"
"...Although it is not directly under the superior, but in principle, it can be ordered."
"Then please force the order." Her voice became more and more light, as if she would faint at any time.
so poor...
Looking at Yu Xin, the official couldn't bear it, and ordered someone to call Meng Liangchuan and give an order.
Just a minute later, the official received a call for the autopsy report. Among those corpses were indeed Cheng Muyun and Fu Yiming... The official looked at Wen Han's pale face and hung up the phone silently. This message was not conveyed.
When this ordinary girl returns to Moscow, she will have no contact with this organization at all, and she will have no chance to contact them...
Regarding Cheng Muyun's death... just keep it as a secret and cover it up forever.
Wen Han was stunned when he saw the official's eyes: "Is there any more questions to ask?"
The official smiled more and more amiably: "No, you are free again, Miss Wen Han."
Wen Han's tense nerves finally loosened, and the back of his shirt was completely soaked...
God knows how scared she was just now, every word was challenging her limit. Talking to this unfamiliar official, being interrogated, interrogated, and making so many demands... Even when she recalled this minute, she couldn't believe it, these were all her own words.
It was his name that held him up.
I don't want to just wait, waiting to be sent back to Moscow, completely separated from his living environment... I don't want to, I don't want to go back to a world where there is no Cheng Muyun at all.
When Wen Han left, he was not only accompanied by Meng Liangchuan, but also the car.
This car will accompany her to play in this part of India these days. Wen Han sat in the driver's seat, and without the black cloth covering her arrival, she was always looking at the night scene outside.
Until the driver's door was opened.
Meng Liangchuan sat up and glanced at Wen Han: "You really surprised me, you can pull back a game and let me stay by your side."
"Why... don't you admit that he's looking for a ghost?" Wen Han asked directly. Although she didn't know the intersection between Cheng Muyun and Meng Liangchuan, she always felt that Meng Liangchuan must know about it, "Why? Do you know? You know, it's hard for him to exclude everyone, and finally there's only one left..."
Meng Liangchuan stepped on the accelerator of the car, released the handbrake, and left the place where he was tried twice.
Not long after, I saw the sunflower field I saw when I came.
The car stopped suddenly.
Meng Liangchuan motioned for Wen Han to get off.
The two abandoned the car and walked along the sunflower fields towards the manor. Meng Liangchuan took out a half-day cigarette from his pocket, took out half of the cigarette he had not finished smoking, lit it and took a breath: "It is illegal to track down the ghosts privately, and so many people have died one after another, it is even more impossible to say it, otherwise Cheng Muyun will If he is tried and sentenced, he will pay for his life. Whether he lives or dies, I don't want him to bear these charges."
"But only Cheng Jiayi is left! She is very likely, right?"
"I don't know, I don't know, I can't judge. Only Cheng Muyun knows his exclusion method and the final judgment standard. No one knows."
Wen Han stopped.
"What's wrong?" Meng Liangchuan shrugged, "I'm telling the truth. Cheng Muyun himself told me, don't believe it. He's not sure, how could I, an outsider, know."
"But..." Wen Han took a deep breath, forcing himself to say it, "What if he died... Just let that inner ghost go?"
If he died? Not if...
He is dead.
Meng Liangchuan thought of the autopsy report that came just now, and was silent, not knowing what to say. The official who was very familiar with him just now asked him to keep it a secret. Anyway, if he died or not, Wen Han would never find someone to confirm it. But wouldn't it be too cruel not to tell this girl
Wen Han shook his head again, denying himself: "He's not dead, right?"
Meng Liangchuan remained silent.
"It doesn't matter... It doesn't matter if you don't say it," Wen Han took a deep breath, "Even if you said he was dead, I wouldn't believe it."
Under the moonlight, those sunflowers were not as dazzling as they were when they were seen during the day.
The leaves of the sunflowers trembled slightly in the wind, and hundreds of sunflower disks were drooping in the same direction, as if they were looking down at something...
Some weird beauty.