It was late at night, and people in the combat conference room lay down on the table to take a nap one after another.
A tall figure pushed the door out, and the police officers nodded to him. He waved his hand and walked quickly into the bathroom, locked the door of the cubicle, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call.
Not long after, several strange eyeliners appeared near Lin's house.
The butler raised the curtain and looked at it, and put it down gently. These people probably never thought that the seemingly lax guards near the forest house had installed far-infrared thermal imaging cameras long ago. Any disturbances could not escape the machine and his eyes.
"Master, here they come."
Lin Youyuan opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine he handed to his lips.
"To see if I'm dead or not."
"Master, who does it belong to?" Lin Butler carefully handed over the medicine in the spoon.
Lin Youyuan coughed twice, and the butler wiped off the medicine stains from the corners of his lips for him.
"At this juncture, it's strange not to come."
"Then shall we..." Lin Butler's eyes flashed with meaning.
Lin Youyuan waved his hand, indicating that he would stop drinking.
"No, everyone wants me to die, so I'll let them die."
"Master..." There was a trace of unbearable in the housekeeper's eyes.
On the contrary, it was Lin Youyuan who looked normal and interrupted him.
"What is that woman Jin Xia doing recently?"
"Staying in my own villa, holding parties from time to time, and talking with a few popular actors all night long."
Lin Butler didn't shy away from speaking, because he knew that Lin Youyuan had no feelings for Jin Xia at all.
Jin Xia got money from him, and Lin Youyuan coveted her young body. A successful entrepreneur with no stains in her private life, wouldn't she be too high-spirited and virtuous
Still the same sentence: When the water is clear, there will be no fish.
There was a smile on the corner of Lin Youyuan's lips: "She is happy."
The housekeeper put the bowl on the bedside table: "Before she provoked Miss, the matter of poisoning..."
Lin Youyuan understood what he meant.
"No, let her live happily for a few more days, just wait and see, it will come sooner or later, and we will clean it up at that time."
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"Does the young master really plan to join forces with Ding Ye and the others?"
When the entourage asked this question, Lin Ge was wiping his scalpels. He treated these instruments with more care than others. He dipped some cold water to wash off the blood on them, and did not forget to disinfect them with alcohol swabs. Wipe it clean and put it on the tray with a careless expression.
"Not interested in."
"Then..." The follower was a little puzzled.
"Let them bite the dog, I have the right to watch it. Of course, it would be the best to help me kill that woman."
Lin Ge may have been tired when he said this, he closed his eyes a little, and put his hands on the experimental table.
The entourage understood: "Master, do you want to bring you 'Drunk Dream'?"
Lin Ge gave a faint "hmm", the door of the laboratory opened, and when the entourage ran in again, he held a tray in his hand, on which were placed needles and blue medicine.
In this way, direct injection is much more exciting than oral administration, and of course it is much more harmful.
Lin Ge waved his hand, with a tired look on his face.
"Go down."
In the early morning of the next day, the body of the gangster whose throat was cut by Lin Yan was found, and Master Ding invited her to take a look.
Lin Yan's complexion appeared in front of everyone as usual, if there was anything special, it would be that there was a circle of bruises under the eye sockets, the whole person was sleepy, and he looked like he had lacked sleep.
"Yo, what's the matter?" She was surprised, looking at the corpse lying on the ground, which had been slightly stiff after a night and exuded a rancid smell, she stood a little further away in disgust.
Master Ding looked around at the people in the room, and kept buttoning the rattan chair with his fingers.
"Who did it? Stand up for yourself."
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their expressions were a little ugly.
Lin Yan yawned: "Didn't there be patrols last night? It's not easy to kill people in front of so many of us."
The tiger squinted at her with a strange look.
"Yeah, maybe there is a hidden master among us."
"A master?" Lin Yan burst out laughing.
"Aren't they Brother Hu and Second Master? The people in the Huange Nightclub don't have the ability."
During the surprise inspection last night, there was so much noise in her room that almost half of the people in the corridor heard it.
Lin Yan didn't have the time to commit the crime, and Kuba was injured again, isn't he the only one left with such skills
The tiger shot himself in the foot with a rock, and was so choked by Lin Yan that he couldn't speak, and his face turned red.
"you… "
Ding Ye glanced at him and frowned impatiently.
"After something like this happened, it seems that I can't stay here anymore. Let's pack up and go to the next place."
"Yes." Several little bosses responded one after another.
When Lin Yan turned to leave, he was stopped again.
"Aunt Hong, wait a moment, let the people below get busy, and you can talk to me, a bad old man."
Master Ding nodded, and the tiger locked the door from the outside.
Lin Yanan felt that something was wrong, but he still smiled and Yan Yan turned around: "Jin Hong just listen to what Master Ding wants to say."
"Sit." There was another chair beside him, Lin Yan walked over from Shan Ruliu and sat down.
The room was not big, with a bed on one side and some sundries piled up on the other. What she didn't know was that a gun was pointed at her quietly behind a floor-to-ceiling mirror.
The top man greeted her with his usual expression, even in such a situation where he was exhausted like a bereaved dog, he still had a plate of melon seeds and oranges which were rarely seen in this season.
Lin Yan picked up one and peeled it off. His nails cut through the peel, and the fresh juice overflowed.
The top man smiled: "Is your mother a Burmese?"
Lin Yan fought against the orange without raising his head.
"Yes, the Kachin people in northern Myanmar died early. I was sold to China when I was six years old."
Ding Ye sighed: "It's a poor man."
Lin Yan peeled the orange and handed him a piece.
"Master, try one?"
"No, I'm getting old and my teeth are not good enough. This food is sour. It's still suitable for you young people to eat."
Master Ding has seen many beauties over the years, each with their own advantages and disadvantages, but Lin Yan is the only natural woman who combines sophistication and innocence, just like now, she is sitting here with her legs crossed, contented , as if he didn't care about the police's pursuit at all, and he didn't even know that a gun was aimed at her head. As long as he gave an order, no matter how smart and beautiful a woman was, she would die.
Ding Ye gently tapped his knees with his fingers, asking like a kind and kind elder.
"Where's your father?"
"I haven't seen it, I don't know if it's dead or alive."
Lin Yan shook his head and stuffed a piece of orange into his mouth.
On the contrary, Pei Jinhong and Pei Jinhong's life match, Dingye thought to himself.
"I heard that you suffered a lot with Wang Qiang before."
When Lin Yan heard him say this, he appropriately showed a little sadness.
"He shouldn't have just gone to another woman."
Master Ding's hand hitting his knee slowed down.
"Man, it's inevitable."
Lin Yan showed a trace of disdain, threw the orange peel on the table, and pulled out a silk handkerchief from his cuff to wipe his hands.
A cold light flashed by, and she took a gun.
Master Ding's hands on his knees froze.
"You're right, but women are always wishful thinking, wanting a little more love from men. When things come to an end, it's just a waste of time. I also see through it. Only things like money are eternal. With Money, what kind of man you want is not just come and go when you call it."
When she said this, there was a hint of resentment and viciousness in her expression, she looked like an infatuated woman who was hurt by her feelings, repented and finally hated men.
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Master Ding's lips.
"Although there is a huge age difference between you and me, our opinions are surprisingly consistent. Maybe we can still be friends."
"Jin Hong does not dare to show love to the Lord."
He said he didn't dare, but he didn't move his buttocks. This psychological quality is admirable.
"Okay, let's stop gossip, I've come to talk to you about something serious." Ding Ye picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
Lin Yan pricked up his ears, alert all over.
"You say."
"You must know about the deal in five days' time. It will be in..."
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"Middle Scene Industrial Port."
Lin Yan typed this line, hesitated for a while, and pressed the send button.
After she left, Kuba turned out from behind the mirror. In just a few days, he was able to walk freely, and his strong body endowed him with amazing resilience.
"Why did the Lord tell her?"
"There is no need to doubt the person, and there is no doubt about the employing person."
"What if..." Kuba was still a little annoyed. Although he didn't understand, his intuition told him that this woman was very dangerous. I feel apprehensive from the bottom of my heart.
Master Ding took a sip of the already cold tea cup, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his lips.
"Waiting for this just in case."
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"Good evening, audience friends, now is the weather forecast. The Central Meteorological Observatory issued a typhoon red warning at 6 pm today. This year's eighth typhoon 'Korowang' is moving to the southeast at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour. Big. It is expected to land in the southeast coastal areas of my country tomorrow. Affected by the typhoon, from today night to tomorrow, most areas of Binhai Province will continue to blow 8-9 strong winds, accompanied by heavy rain. I hope that relevant departments will do a good job in preventing mudslides Preparations for geological disasters such as landslides, landslides... ”
The female announcer on the TV had a perfect accent, and Ji Jingxing put the packed lunch box into an insulated bag, picked up his umbrella and prepared to go out.
"Mom, Xiaowei, I'm going to deliver food to Yuhang." She said, looking at the gloomy sky outside.
"Typhoon days, when I come back, I will buy something at the convenience store downstairs. Let's not go out these few days."
Song's mother sent her to the door: "how about... I'd better go with you."
Ji Jingxing glanced at Xiao Wei who was sitting on the sofa building blocks, and smiled.
"I'll go by myself. I don't feel relieved when Xiao Weiwei is alone at home."
"Okay, go early and come back early, make a call when you get downstairs, mom will pick you up."
Perhaps because of an accident, the Song family is now more cautious.
Ji Jingxing nodded: "Okay, after I leave, you all lock the door, and don't open the door until I come back."
"Okay." Song's mother watched her leave, watched the person go downstairs until she could no longer see her, and then locked the door.
There is a tiny camera at the door with a flashing red dot, and the line is connected to the house, so you can call the police directly with one button. The phone number Song Yuhang set is the nearest police station.
There is also an extra door in the house, an ordinary anti-theft door with a B-level lock on the outside, and a special door made by Song Yuhang on the inside. It is not a problem to prevent ordinary bullets, let alone petty theft.
But even so, for some reason, Mother Song still felt a little uneasy sitting in the house that was like an iron wall.
At that time, she didn't know that the anxiety did not come from Ji Jingxing, but from Song Yuhang.
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Jiangcheng Central Hospital.
ICU.
After registering, the nurse took her in and glanced at the food box in her hand.
"Don't take anything with you, the patient can't eat it yet."
"Liquid food doesn't work either?"
The nurse shook her head: "No, the gastrointestinal function has not recovered, and I have been receiving nutritional injections for the past few days."
"Okay." Ji Jingxing had no choice but to put the thermos bag on the triage table, changed his clothes and went in with her.
"Yuhang, Yuhang, wake up." As soon as Ji Jingxing entered, he saw her lying on the bed, covered tightly with the quilt, only one arm was exposed for infusion, and an oxygen mask was still on her nose. It's hot.
Under her calling, Song Yuhang slowly opened his eyes, and it took him a long time to find the focal length.
"sister… "
Song Yuhang was wearing an oxygen mask, so it was difficult for him to speak, and his voice was still hoarse.
Ji Jingxing held her hand tightly: "Mom asked me to come and see you."
Song Yuhang shook his head slightly, but accidentally pulled the wound, and grinned.
"I'm fine..."
The two chatted about Song's mother's body and Xiao Wei's recovery, and the visiting time was coming soon.
Song Yuhang was performing a confidential mission, so it was only said that she was injured during her daily duty.
Seeing her family worrying about her, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and took the initiative to hold her hand when she left.
"sorry… "
Ji Jingxing turned around and held her down, and tucked in the quilt for her.
"The family doesn't talk about this."
Without Lin Yan, apart from their identities, Ji Jing Xingzu could be called a gentle woman.
But no if.
Song Yuhang let go of his hand and smiled slightly.
"Sister, Mom is not in good health. You should take care of it. I'm tired. I still have some money in my salary card. The password is my birthday. If it's not enough, take it out. Don't work so hard alone. If you have a good man, just...cough Cough..."
"Seize the opportunity."
Since the two broke up because of Lin Yan, she kept her at a respectful distance and rarely said such personal words.
Ji Jingxing was taken aback, a sensitive person felt that she still had something to hide from them.
"you… "
Before she could finish speaking, the nurse knocked on the door outside.
"Fifteen family members, it's time to visit."
Song Yuhang slightly raised his hand and waved at her.
"Sister, let's go, go home, goodbye."
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Things in the world pass by like a flash, it has been half a year since Lin Yan left her, and it is the eve of the deal.
Song Yuhang closed his notebook and left today's diary blank.
This will be the last time Feng Jianguo will see her. Once the battle breaks out after 12 o'clock tonight, he will have to stay in the command center of the Municipal Bureau and will not come out.
"Why didn't you write it?"
When I saw her a few times occasionally, she always carried this notebook with her.
Song Yuhang got up and got out of bed. He had already changed into his uniform before he came. It was just that the bandages wrapped around his wounds during the past few days had not been untied, so she said as she untied them.
"I'll pick her up, there's no need for that."
Feng Jianguo looked at the swaying trees outside. The typhoon left, but the rainstorm stayed.
"Tomorrow, the Provincial Narcotics Control Bureau and the special police will join the battle. The Municipal Criminal Investigation Detachment is only responsible for the peripheral work. The armed police are on standby at any time. They will only take action when the situation is out of control. But, I suggest you, don't wait until then."
Feng Jianguo turned around and looked at her.
"There are still people from me in the city bureau, and everyone in the criminal investigation team knows Lin Yan. I don't control the armed police. I don't know whether they have been infiltrated, so..."
Song Yuhang untied the bandage on his arm, began to wrap the bandage around his hand, and tied it tightly with his teeth.
"Understood, I will kill Dingye and Kuba before then, and save Lin Yan."
When she said this, she was very calm. Others may say that she was overthinking her own strength, but she had a bit of confidence after fighting Kuba once.
Feng Jianguo patted her on the shoulder, turned and left.
"Waiting for your good news."
After he left, Song Yuhang tied a sandbag to each of his legs, put on his combat boots, tied the shoelaces, grabbed the saber on the bedside table with his right hand, twirled it in his palm, and hung it on the Leggings.
Everything was ready, she sat down on the bed, took out a pocket watch from the tactical vest, opened the dial, put Lin Yan's big head photo in it, flattened the corners, then closed the dial, and put it next to her body. it is good.
Lin Yan, wait for me, wait for me to take you home, my fiancée.