With the sound of rain, Lu Huai's voice fell into Ye Chu's ears, still very clear.
She knew that she couldn't hide anything from Lu Huai.
So many things happened today, but she never thought of hiding it from him.
Ye Chu raised his eyes and looked at Lu Huai: "Go ahead and talk about it later."
Lu Huai hugged Ye Chu tightly, leaning her umbrella to her side, making sure that she would not be exposed to the rain.
The two walked side by side into the hotel, Ye Chu seemed to remember something, and glanced at it.
Behind him was an empty space. He Xun's car had already left, and only the sound of falling rain was left.
The sky is getting dark, the rain is torrential, and it seems that it won't stop.
Lu Huai and Ye Chu turned around and entered the hotel.
When he came to Peking this time, Lu Huai used a fake identity. In order to prevent others from discovering the anomaly, Adjutant Zhou will return to Shanghai first.
If something goes wrong at the Peace Hotel, Adjutant Zhou will handle it on his behalf. Everyone would think that Lu Huai was still in Nanjing and would not doubt it.
After returning to the room, Ye Chu took a shower and changed into clean clothes.
After everything was cleaned up, it was late at night.
When Lu Huai sat in Ye Chu's room, she had time to talk to him about the past few days.
Ye Chu mentioned the train that day: "I met Mo Qinghan on the dining car, and he didn't do any disguise."
Lu Huai frowned, "I have checked the train you took, and there is no Mo Qinghan on the passenger list."
Ye Chu knew it, "He came here under a pseudonym."
Lu Huai affirmed: "But he can't come to Peking for no reason."
They knew in their hearts that Mo Qinghan acted cautiously, and when he suddenly arrived in Beiping, he must have something important.
What can make Mo Qinghan leave Hanyang
He didn't make any changes this time, and why
"Yesterday, when I followed Jiang Xun, I was dumped by him." Ye Chu said, "He didn't want me to know about the client."
Lu Huai added: "Perhaps it was the idea of the client."
As long as Jiang Xun didn't want to disclose the news, they would never know, and the clues would be cut off.
After a few seconds, Lu Huai's gaze fell to Ye Chu's. He asked, "What happened today?"
"Why did you shoot?"
Just when he hugged Ye Chu, Lu Huai noticed the smell of gunpowder smoke on her body. He was confused, but soon calmed down.
Ye Chu was unscathed and returned safely. Even though she is in danger today, she has been resolved well.
Although Lu Huai knew that she could protect herself, he still worried about her all the time.
Ye Chu told him about the Dezhong Hotel.
Lu Huai frowned: "Reactionaries?"
Lu Huai heard the news from Shang Sidao that there were criminal activities in Peking recently.
Shang Sidao is the son of the Deputy Prime Minister. His actions represent the direction of the government.
But at the moment, they are more concerned about another matter.
Ye Chu pursed his lips: "When I was in the Dezhong Hotel, I found someone observing me."
In the building opposite, the situation on Ye Chu's side could indeed be seen clearly.
Lu Huai suddenly said, "Do you think that person might be Jiang Xun's client?"
Ye Chu was stunned for a few seconds and nodded: "The scene was caught in a gunfight, and that person helped us."
who's that person
What is his purpose
If it's a bad intention, why would you help
The night is getting deeper and deeper, but there are so many questions that can't be answered.
The heavy rain is still falling, and those secrets seem to have been thrown into the dark night.
…
On the other side, Mo Qinghan was also in Peking.
After getting off the train that day, Mo Qinghan first checked into a hotel.
Mo Qinghan was extremely vigilant. After staying there for a few days, he left quietly when he confirmed that no one was following him.
He came to find someone in Peking this time.
Mo Qinghan left the hotel straight away.
He was wearing a black suit and a black hat, and his whole temperament was so cold that he seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
Mo Qinghan lowered his hat, lowered his head slightly, and walked to the street.
The streets are very noisy, and pedestrians come and go. Mo Qinghan walked quickly, ignoring everything around him.
Crossing a quiet path, at the end of the road is a house.
Mo Qinghan stopped.
He glanced around, it was extremely quiet, there were no people, and it was very deserted.
The cold wind blew over, and the air was extremely cold, making it even more lonely here.
Mo Qinghan looked up.
The house looks extremely unremarkable. In Beiping, there are many such houses, which are extremely common.
And there is a person imprisoned in this house.
It is the purpose of his coming here today.
At this time, the door was closed tightly. Mo Qinghan stepped forward and knocked on the door with a dull sound.
The guard inside heard it, raised his vigilance, and looked serious: "Who?"
If it is an irrelevant person, he will do it immediately.
Mo Qinghan's voice was a little muffled: "It's me."
The guard was startled, and the master hadn't come for a long time. He didn't think much, and immediately opened the door.
Opening the door, the cold air came. There was a man standing at the door, his breath was colder than winter.
The guard was extremely respectful and bowed his head: "Master."
Mo Qinghan walked in.
Mo Qinghan asked casually: "How is his situation?"
Guard: "It's still the same."
Mo Qinghan stopped talking, and walked forward.
After crossing a quiet corridor and turning a few turns, he stopped in front of a room.
The black door was closed tightly, like a cold shackle, with a depressed breath.
Mo Qinghan stepped forward, reaching out and pushing the door open.
The door was opened, and light from outside poured in quickly, cutting through the darkness.
Mo Qinghan walked in and stepped into the heavy shadow.
With a creak, the door was closed, and the bright light and shadow were heavily blocked outside the door, and darkness struck again.
Mo Qinghan raised his foot and walked into the house.
It is clear that it is daytime and the weather is fine, but here, the cold and gloomy breath is everywhere.
The real Rong Mu was imprisoned here.
At this time, Rong Mu turned his back to the door, looking down at the medical book.
His back is thin and straight, looking extremely elegant.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Rong Mu didn't look back, his eyes still fell on the book.
He is imprisoned here, someone is monitoring his behavior, and people often come in to see what he is doing.
Rong Mu has long been accustomed to this.
After a few seconds, he slowly turned over the page, with a hint of sarcasm floating in the corner of his mouth.
Rong Mu said, "I am at peace today. You don't need to monitor me like this."
Rong Mu thought that the people who came in now were the same people who had been watching him.
Hearing Rong Mu's words, Mo Qinghan chuckled softly.
In the silent room, it was very clear.
The extremely shallow voice fell into Rong Mu's ears, but it was like a dull drum sound that struck Rong Mu's heart hard.
Rong Mu felt tight.
This voice...
It's him.
Mo Qinghan.
Rong Mu will never forget that it was Mo Qinghan who made him imprisoned, and it was Mo Qinghan who deprived him of his freedom.
Rong Mu's body became stiff, and his fingers trembled slightly.
He tried his best to maintain his composure: "Why are you here?"
Mo Qinghan took a few steps forward, his voice was extremely dark: "Come and see you."
He has one thing he wants Rong Mu to do.
Rong Mu laughed at himself: "What are you here for this time?"
"My identity was taken away by you, and my face was taken away by you. What else do you want from me?"
He has nothing, and lives in this room in a muddle-headed manner.
Mo Qinghan's cold voice sounded, concealed intimidation: "Rong Mu, I keep your life, not for you to talk back."
No matter who blocked Mo Qinghan's path, he would not show mercy.
To him, Rong Mu still has some usefulness. If this is not the case, he will not save his life.
Hearing this, anger surged to Rong Mu's heart.
Rong Mu originally lived in Tianjin and was a doctor. One day, a group of people broke into his house and took him away.
Since then, he has been locked up.
At first he fought and struggled, but it didn't help. He was still imprisoned here.
The house was silent on all sides, and his every move was under the surveillance of others.
There is no light here, nor can I see the outside world, as if the light will never be seen.
Rong Mu's previous life was simple but fulfilling.
Rather than living tormented like this is now, maybe his long life has been consumed here.
Endless despair and pain invaded Rong Mu, and the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time finally broke out.
Rong Mu turned around, looked at Mo Qinghan, and said angrily: "Although I have feet, I can never get out of this four-way cage."
"I am imprisoned here, all this is thanks to you!"
It is clear that he is still alive, but he seems to be in hell.
This is a prison, hard and strong, and there is no way to escape.
He will never get out of the darkness and will live under heavy shackles in this life.
Rong Mu was unwilling to live like this again.
Mo Qinghan glanced at Rong Mu contemptuously: "Rong Mu, don't say yourself so noble."
"I just restricted your freedom and prevented you from leaving this room. You are a doctor. If you want to commit suicide, there are thousands of ways to choose."
Mo Qinghan glanced at Rong Mu, his eyes were cold.
Mo Qinghan continued: "But, you still chose to survive."
Rong Mu's medical skills are brilliant, if he had a mortal heart, he would have ended his life long ago.
The reason why he is still alive is nothing but hope, thinking that someone will come to save him.
However, this idea of Rong Mu was destined to fall through.
He entered this room and didn't want to go out again.
Mo Qinghan's eyes became colder again, even if Rong Mu still has use value, it does not mean that Mo Qinghan will tolerate his presumption.
He doesn't need a disobedient pawn.
Mo Qinghan would give Rong Mu a warning and let Rong Mu know what a stupid decision it would be if he tried to resist.
Mo Qinghan's voice was cold and cold: "Rong Mu, since you want to die so, then I will give you a chance."
Rong Mu was startled and looked at Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan picked up the gun and aimed his black muzzle at Rong Mu.
His voice was cold and cold: "The gun is in my hand. If you don't want to live anymore, I will shoot immediately and end your life."
Mo Qinghan said word by word: "Rong Mu, there is only one chance. It is up to you to decide whether you live or die."
Dark clouds swept over, and dark clouds layered on top of each other, covering the entire sky.
The sky is no longer clear, and there is no sunlight. The dim light poured down, and the room was filled with cold chill.
Rong Mu clenched his fist tightly, and tolerated it to the utmost.
He never expected that Mo Qinghan would let him make this choice.
One step forward is the way of life, one step backward is death.
Whether it is life or death is only between his thoughts.
Rong Mu hadn't spoken for a long time, and there was silence in the room.
Mo Qing laughed coldly, "What? It's coming, now I know I'm afraid?"
He had known Rong Mu's thoughts a long time ago, and Rong Mu was greedy for life and fear of death, but on the surface he pretended to be noble.
Rong Mu looked at the gun, his nerves tense.
The cold gun was facing him, with an icy breath.
Rong Mu always knew that if he wanted to die, he would have ended his life long ago.
But he didn't do that.
He was afraid of death, he was not as calm as on the surface, he seemed to care nothing about it.
Thousands of thoughts are intertwined, struggling, hesitating, afraid...
Soon, Rong Mu made a decision.
He slowly let go of his clenched hands, and hung weakly on his side.
Rong Mu's expression was extremely dull, like a calm lake, even if the wind passed by, there was no more waves.
He closed his eyes and said, "I don't want to die."
Mo Qinghan put down his gun, and his voice was dim: "Rong Mu, this is your own path."
He had expected that Rong Mu would do this.
Rong Mu did not speak.
The dark clouds dispersed a little, but the sky was still gray.
The bitter wind has blown, and this winter is extremely cold, and the bone-chilling chill seems to never stop.
Mo Qinghan said, "I am looking for you today to ask you to do something."
Rong Mu's mood calmed down. He noticed that Mo Qinghan had come this time and used his true face.
Rong Mu was taken aback: "Your face..."
Mo Qing said in a cold voice: "The human skin mask is gone, we need to make another one."
The human skin mask was accidentally damaged when he was in Hanyang, and he could no longer stand against Rong Mu's face and act in Shanghai.
Mo Qinghan kept Rong Mu, only to continue to use his face as a human skin mask.
Rong Mu responded.
Rong Mu seemed to have confessed his fate, and said no more.
Mo Qinghan turned around and walked outside the door.
The door was closed, and the secret continued to be kept in this room, no one knew.
Mo Qinghan walked straight out, and Sunlight stretched his figure.
…
In a hotel in Peiping.
Lu Huai and Ye Chu have changed their faces and are preparing to go out.
They had an idea about investigating the identity of the client.
Ye Chu did not succeed in following up. Jiang Xun kept the client's identity completely confidential, but Ye Chu found someone secretly observing her yesterday.
This proves that the person already knew about Ye Chu's coming to Peking.
Since that person is interested in the Ye family, as long as Ye Chu remains in Peking, that person will follow her.
Lu Huai and Ye Chu went downstairs and got in the car one after another.
The vicinity of the hotel is now peaceful and peaceful, and nothing is abnormal for the time being.
The two of them looked at each other and Lu Huai started the car.
The speed of the car is not rushed or slow, Lu Huai's hand is leaning on the steering wheel, and at the same time, he is also paying attention to the surrounding situation.
The car gradually stopped, and happened to stop in front of a restaurant.
Lu Huai's expression was faint, and he swept around inadvertently.
He knew that there was a pair of eyes staring at them nearby.
Poppy has received professional training and his whereabouts are hidden from others.
Not to mention that Lu Huai and Ye Chu are protected by secret guards, and Poppy will be more vigilant when he detects them.
Although Lu Huai had discovered the existence of poppy, her figure was so well hidden, and he was not sure where she was now.
Lu Huai's eyes fell on Ye Chu.
She lowered her head, the cold wind was bitter, and her ears were a little red.
His gaze slowly moved down, watching closely.
Her profile is delicate and tight.
Lu Huai suddenly said, with a deep voice: "I have a way."
Ye Chu looked up at him.
The corner of Lu Huai's lips lifted. He didn't want to do anything excessive, but just test the person's intentions.
Lu Huai's face was calm: "This matter still needs your cooperation."
Ye Chu asked: "What should I do?"
Lu Huai was not sure whether his method would succeed in eliciting that person, but he still made this decision.
After all, he is selfish.
Under the sunny sunshine in Beiping, Lu Huai leaned slightly and gradually approached Ye Chu.
His eyes gradually deepened, and the emotions in his eyes gradually became clear.
Lu Huai turned sideways, his lips close to her ears.
His breath was warm and distinct, and it stuck to her ear.
His voice sounded extremely serious.
Molested her solemnly.
"In front of everyone."
"Kiss me."