Human ladder

There was a sudden silence in the office.

The people from the investigation team originally just asked this question, but when they came in and saw Lu Congqi holding up the phone, they suddenly shouted nervously: "Who are you talking on the phone?"

"..."

Really caught him right?

Lu Congqi's cell phone was hung up by Ming Xun the moment the door was opened.

He raised his head and looked at Meng Shi, who gave him a cheeky smile and waved at him.

The two didn't need to say much at that moment, Meng Shi could naturally think of what Lu Congqi could think of.

Ming Xun doesn't necessarily want to give way to Lu Congqi to be discovered, but he doesn't want to see that Lu Congqi is safe at the moment, and Ming Xun's suspicion is aroused by the operation with heavy thunder and little rain.

With the operation hinted by Meng Shi, coupled with the monitoring and the testimony of multiple witnesses, Lu Congqi did change all the water in the office on Wednesday, including Zhao Feng's.

Lu Congqi was suspended for investigation, but suffered from the fact that there was no evidence and it was impossible to convict him.

Because the office is free to enter and exit, anyone can attack, and anyone can be planted.

This is the end of the days of Lu Congqi, a cute new salaryman. Since Meng Shi gave him a booster after that day, Lu Congqi was grounded at home, and he didn't feel anything wrong with being under 24-hour surveillance.

It's just that he began to carefully and conscientiously buy some necessary furniture for sofas and coffee tables in the empty home, and began to think about the position of each decoration, down to the fragrance of the shower gel.

It's as if he can't wait for one's return.

Lu Congqi went to the supermarket, and even when he saw Okamoto and Durex, he would stop and think carefully about which one would be better to use. Thinking of his own dry throat in the end, he unnaturally skipped it.

If it wasn't for the plainclothes behind him staring too closely, he really wanted to take a box...

But Lu Congqi went to the supermarket this time because he wanted to buy good food to watch Sun Yi.

He was busy for a while and couldn't find time to see Sun Yi. In this rare free time, Lu Congqi went over and sent Sun Yi a text message. After receiving a confirmed reply, he took a taxi to Wenyan's house.

At that moment, Lu Congqi realized that life still needs something to look forward to. He escaped and looked forward to it day and night, but he didn't dare to implement this expectation, and stubbornly maintained his own life. He thought to himself.

But Sun Yi is different.

She still kept Wen Yan's room clean, and still kept the three chairs, as if they were always a neat family.

Thinking of this, Lu Congqi's hand that was about to ring the doorbell suddenly couldn't press it anymore.

Just as he was hesitating, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and Sun Yi stood in the room and asked, "Why don't you use the key? If I hadn't gone to take out the trash, when are you going to wait?"

Lu Congqi smiled, hiding the unnatural look on his face.

He is the key to Wen Yan's house, which was given by Sun Yi himself, but he has never used it without authorization. He rings the doorbell when it should be ringing, behaved properly.

Sun Yi's hair grew a little longer, probably because he was busy studying periodicals and editing textbooks at home. At the moment, he still had gold-framed reading glasses on his nose, making him look much softer.

But Lu Congqi knew that it wasn't that she wasn't strong anymore, but that there was nothing for her to defend.

"Have you bought any fish?"

Sun Yi didn't notice that something was wrong with Lu Congqi, and while taking the plastic bag and flipping through the dishes inside, he said, "The only fish soup is missing, sit at the dining table and wait for a while, it will be ready soon."

Lu Congqi responded, washed his hands, and took a shortcut to the restaurant.

When Lu Congqi usually came to visit Sun Yi, he always sat in the same seat that Wen Yan usually sat in.

As soon as I entered the restaurant today, I realized that at some point Sun Yi had bought a new chair—a family of three became a family of four.

Because the son has grown up, the son has started a family and started a business.

The son has a new partner, and there is another person in the family.

At that moment, for some unknown reason, Lu Congqi suddenly felt his nose sore, and sat on the chair that belonged to him, but his eyes suddenly became wet after a while.

As a stubborn mother, she accepted everything about her son, except that she would never accept the fact that his son would not come back.

Even if the endless waiting.

"Did you see the chair? I've been asking you to come over and take a look a while ago, but I also read the news, so I know you must be busy."

There is a bar counter and a sliding door between the kitchen and the dining room. Lu Congqi heard the sound of water inside, and it should be that Sun Yi was washing dishes.

Lu Congqi sniffled and said, "I was busy for a while, and I worked overtime for a week."

"How is Lao Zhao?"

"Still lying in the intensive care unit, Auntie, shall I help you?"

Sun Yi didn't know the specific situation in the bureau, but Zhao Feng's accident was after all a former colleague who couldn't hide it from her.

She put food on the table and said, "No, just wait and eat. I think you've lost weight."

Lu Congqi smiled brightly, rubbed his head, and watched the exhaustion of the table full of meals dissipate for days.

After dinner, Sun Yi continued to work on her affairs in the study downstairs.

After Lu Congqi washed the dishes, he went upstairs to Wen Yan's room to sit for a while, as if he had unconsciously followed Wen Yan's growth path from childhood to adulthood.

He was lying on the bed and flipping through the comics on Wen Yan's desk, when he suddenly heard a rush of car horns downstairs.

At first, Lu Congqi thought it was another household going the wrong way, but he didn't expect that the honking of the whistle continued, and even Sun Yi was disturbed and opened the door to check outside.

There was a commotion downstairs, when Lu Congqi walked out of the house, he saw his grandson Ang was anxiously gesticulating and explaining nonsense to Sun Zhong, when he saw Lu Congqi, he jumped up and shouted: "Quick, quick! Follow me! Director Meng said you must be there for this operation!"

Lu Cong was unknown, so he put on his coat and slowly went downstairs and asked, "Action? But I have already been suspended?"

Sun Yi was about to ask him what was going on, but Lu Congqi took the lead in explaining, "Auntie is fine, just cooperating with the investigation."

Sun Ziang crossed Sun Yi and rushed to the road, dancing and said: "Mirage and Mingxun are going to meet in China, and we have already made an appointment. Mirage means that we can close the net!"

Lu Congqi had already forgotten how he got out of Wen Yan's house and sat in Sun Ziang's car.

Sun Ziang saw Lu Congqi in the co-pilot's seat looking dumbfounded, and sighed sadly: "Meng Bureau asked me to tell you slowly, but who dares to be slow in this matter? The Mirage Project has the highest priority in command and action." Quan, with such a high authority, Bureau Meng will directly give you the quota!"

Lu Congqi still didn't respond for a while: "What do you mean?"

Sun Ziang drove the car quickly in a hurry, and quickly merged into the traffic flow while honking the siren, and said: "Meng Bureau reserved a quota for the Mirage Project four years ago, saying it was for waiting for someone."

The red and blue police lights made Sun Ziang's profile look mysterious. He glanced at the rearview mirror and swung past the plainclothes policeman who was following him.

The skillful driver gave way and couldn't help but look sideways.

"Ju Meng said it was just to wait for this day." He solemnly glanced at Lu Congqi, stretched out his hand and said, "Let me introduce formally. I am Sun Ziang, a member of the Phantom Project team. I am very glad that you joined."

Lu Congqi didn't respond to the hand that was stretched out, his eyes lit up with a certain kind of hope rising in his heart: "The so-called mirage plan is..."

"The undercover agent is code-named Mirage, and went deep into the Golden Crescent Sea to inquire about information in order to annihilate the sea in one fell swoop. Led by Director Meng himself, Mirage was abducted by the sea drug lord Fu Yousi four years ago, and has never been heard from since. .”

Lu Congqi's heart tightened, and he clutched the car seat nervously.

Sun Ziang swung past their vehicle that had been following them, and continued: "Until two years ago, a drug lord named Mirage caught the attention of the international police, this was internal information, and no one was sure who this Mirage was. "

two years ago?

What was he doing two years ago?

He was sitting in the classroom, trying to prove himself, trying to get rid of Lu Qicong, and then prove his plasticity to Mingxun.

"Then there was the website we discovered that day, and then the situation became turbulent. Let's talk about the specific situation when we arrive...Hello? I've been stretching out my hand for a long time, okay?"

It was only then that Lu Congqi realized that he shook Sun Ziang's hand in a perfunctory manner. Then he supported his head and smiled wryly for a while: "Have I passed the test?"

"Hey—closer to home, a gun and a police ID will be used during the suspension period." Sun Ziang threw a gun to Lu Congqi, glanced at his mouth: "Don't worry, if you miss a bullet, you have to report the specific process to me .”

Lu Congqi took the hand|gun and nodded.

My heart surged, and the blood that I haven't had for a long time rushed to me, and I almost burst into tears.

He sat up straight, looked ahead, and tried to breathe steadily.

The cold texture of the gun in his hand brought back his sanity a little bit.

Lu Congqi opened the car window and looked at the passing vehicles around him.

Their speed was already extremely fast, but Lu Congqi suddenly saw a black locomotive getting closer and closer to them through the rearview mirror.

Lu Congqi opened his mouth: "Hello..."

Then his voice suddenly dissipated in the wind, unable to condense again.

Lu Congqi opened his mouth and slowly opened his eyes.

Lu Congqi could recognize that figure even if it turned into ashes.

It just turns to ashes...

However, when such a similar figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Congqi, he didn't dare to be so sure.

The person, all in black and wearing a black helmet, drove their car side by side on the road.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of traffic, Lu Congqi saw the man open his goggles—unexpectedly, Lu Congqi saw the familiar pair of eyebrows and eyes, but only for a moment.

Then he saw Wen Yan raised his hand to kiss his lips, and pressed it on Lu Congqi's astonished, pale and dry lips blown by the wind.

He heard Wen Yan say: "Go back and leave it to me."

Then Wen Yan stepped up the accelerator to pass Lu Congqi, and Wen Yan finally just turned around and looked at him one more time.

It was the moment when their eyes met, but Lu Congqi still read out what Wen Yan wanted to say.

——I have been entangled with the darkness for a long time, and I am covered with dirt. I hope you are upright and worthy of yourself.

Lu Congqi patted the car window, watching Wen Yan disappear at the end of the road again.

Nearly going crazy, he shouted, "Follow that motorcycle! Quick!"

The grandson Ang who was driving took a look at it for unknown reasons: "Where?"

He was sure that he was right, that person was Wen Yan!

Lu Congqi couldn't care less about joy, looked at the direction Wen Yan was leaving, and suddenly realized what was going on.

All of this happened so fast, Wen Yan's fingertips felt cool, and Lu Congqi subconsciously touched his lips, so unreal that he didn't dare to confirm it.

But that was Wen Yan.

There is no one like him anymore.

No one can make way for a crumbling demand for forgiveness with just one move like this.

Lu Congqi's voice was trembling, messed up by the wind: "I saw him...I saw him."

Even though he was already mentally prepared, even though he had imagined that scene countless times.

When we meet again, how should we greet each other?

Is a smile, or tears.

Lu Congqi covered his face and suddenly grinned.

It's real, it's not an illusion or something imposed, he hugged himself with tears all over his face, held back the sadness and longing, and smiled ugly but real.