The river is about to burn the mountain

Ji Qiuhan parked the car on the side of the road, let Ba Qingping down, "If the higher-ups ask, you can say that the search is my decision, and you are just following my order."

Ba Qingping has not recovered from the performance of "Infernal Affairs" just now, but Ji Qiuhan has already been regarded as an existence of faith in the third serious case group of the criminal investigation department. He omitted all doubts and said firmly: "Brother Ji, don't worry , I will help you keep an eye on tonight’s movements, and I will notify you as soon as the situation arises!”

"Okay, call me if you need something."

Ji Qiuhan nodded, almost all of these children have been brought up by him since he joined the police, so it is natural to believe that there is no need to say anything.

It was nearly nine o'clock in the evening, and the city, where the political and financial center gathered, had already kicked off the prelude to singing and dancing under the night. The bustling and bright orange traffic flowed like hot magma that cracked from the center of the earth and flowed slowly under the city's volcano.

Ji Qiuhan drove the car thinking in his mind that what happened tonight was indeed too sudden and abnormal.

Since Yueshan is Jiang Zhan's territory, it means that no matter whether it is really involved in drugs or not, it is absolutely impossible for an anti-drug captain to suddenly lead a team to investigate.

Is someone from above instructed...?

Ji Qiuhan glanced at his watch at the corner. According to the time, Jiang Zhan should have arrived by now anyway, but there was no movement on the cell phone thrown on the passenger seat.

This was impossible to happen after he and Jiang Zhan had a dispute a long time ago because they couldn't contact each other.

Just as he was about to call the hotel where the ribbon was cut to inquire, the end of his eyes slightly drifted out of the car window, and a girl in a white jacket suddenly came into his sight by the side of the road.

Holding the heated rice balls from the convenience store in her hand, the girl was walking along the side of the road, her black hair falling from the shawl was held up in a curved arc by the scarf.Ji Qiuhan's car drove past her, and at the moment when it was parallel to the girl,

He clearly felt,

In a crack in the abyss deep in his mind, a face suddenly flashed across.

No, that's not right..., that's not Ji Xia...

That face was not Ji Xia's.

Girls in the real world have ordinary looks, but the girl's face that flashed across his mind just now was blurred like a fragmented butterfly under the white fog. He could only rely on the strangeness in his heart to judge that it was not Ji Xia. Outline.

Ji Qiuhan felt a... very strange feeling in his heart in vain.

It was as if... that face should have belonged to someone else, another girl who had actually existed 16 years ago and had suddenly started reappearing in his dreams recently.

Ji Qiuhan covered his forehead in confusion, and the fragment flashed before his eyes was a girl running barefoot on the road in panic, she was holding a boy tightly, looking back in fear...

she pulls me...

Ji Qiuhan's head suddenly hurt, as if the stumped limbs deep in his memory began to swell restlessly in the cramped black box.

He can't see clearly, he really can't remember...!

But if that girl wasn't Ji Xia, who would she be? Did I know her when I was 16 years old?What the hell is she pulling herself to avoid on that highway...? !

Too many questions were like a flood hitting a dam, and at this moment, the phone ringing suddenly in the car woke up his nearly out-of-control thoughts.

"Hello.. Hello, I am from the third detachment of the traffic police. Is Mr. Jiang your friend? ... It is like this. The car they were driving had a serious accident on the Guangshan Elevated Road. The cause of the accident is now The investigation is underway, the accident resulted in one death and two injuries, and now the injured have been rushed to..."

The sound of police cars surrounded by the noisy and chaotic background on the other end of the phone was a sound he was not familiar with. There was a rumble in Ji Qiuhan's mind. The car didn't even bother to stop, and the Audi S8 worth millions was just thrown on the side of the road by the National People's Congress with the door open.

The hospital is the closest high-end private hospital to the exit of Guangshan Expressway. A dozen bodyguards in black in the corridor have sealed off the entire floor. Perhaps there are more stationed downstairs outside the hospital. As soon as Ji Qiuhan got out of the elevator, he saw the bodyguards in white. Wei Wei in a lab coat.

Wei Wei and the three men were standing at the door of the ward, when he saw Ji Qiuhan, he hurriedly waved his hands to let the bodyguards not stop him.

"Where's Jiang Zhan?!"

"Brother Jiang is fine...! Don't worry about Brother Ji, Brother Jiang just had a mild concussion, and he woke up just now...!"

Ji Qiuhan hurriedly asked again: "What about Yi Qian?"

Wei Wei said: "Ah Qian is still in a coma, but after rescue, he is out of danger. He lost the protection of his seat belt. He has multiple injuries to his abdominal organs and a fractured forearm. He is still under observation in the intensive care unit. Brother Ji, don't worry, the doctor They're all there."

Ji Qiuhan held onto the handle and was about to push the door in, but he heard Wei Wei shouting hesitantly: "Brother Ji!, that...!"

At this time, only faintly heard a man screaming in extreme pain from the door of the ward. Ji Qiuhan's intuition was wrong, and he saw a puddle of dark red blood oozing from the ward under the door at his feet.

As soon as he pushed the door open, the smell of blood filled the air.

On the floor in front of them, there were two kneeling men who were bound behind their hands. They curled up on the ground in embarrassment, with dirty blood dripping from their heads and faces and dripping down their chins. Holding four bloody fingers that had been severed by forceps.

These two men were obviously the drivers of the accident truck just now.

There were a total of seven people standing in this ill-lit ward, five men and two women, one of whom was the closest, a young man with a wrench in his hands, Ji Qiuhan, who had seen him in Lijiang, Secretary Xu, one of Jiang Zhan's secretaries. One Xu Lang.

So the identities of the elite men and women in this room are naturally clear.

And Jiang Zhan was sitting on the hospital bed in front of him. His forehead on the left side and his wrist covered by his sleeve were covered with white gauze. , like an extremely dangerous and dizzy beast.

He only raised his head when he heard the door knock, as if he didn't expect that the subordinates outside didn't stop Ji Qiuhan, his eyes were full of murderous scarlet.

Just 15 minutes ago, when the doctor reported to him that Yi Qian was unconscious and Sun Zheng was dead, Jiang Zhan was so angry that he picked up a wrench and broke the shoulder blade of the man on the ground.

Jiang Zhan saw Ji Qiuhan standing at the door, he was at a loss for a moment in his pupils,

Now it can be said that the boundaries are clear,

With the two blood men on the ground as the boundary, Jiang Zhan stood in the back of the ward with his men in front, and it was self-evident what he had done and what he was going to do.Behind him was Ji Qiuhan who was alone, and the police officer card he had just shown in public was still in his coat.

Ji Qiuhan saw Jiang Zhan sitting there, intact, and he seemed to be able to count the re-pulsation of his heart one by one. Perhaps those principles and bottom lines that he once thought were uncompromising were all at the second when he received the call from the traffic police. Total disintegration becomes irrelevant.

He stepped on the splashed blood and walked over,

He never showed intimacy in front of outsiders, but at this moment, he couldn't help but leaned over and hugged Jiang Zhan.

"Why didn't you answer my call? Are you going to scare me to death?"

Jiang Zhan was taken aback by his accusation. After the man realized, the corner of his pale mouth seemed to open slightly. Jiang Zhan raised his hand and patted Ji Qiuhan's waist reassuringly.

"Blame me..., my fault, it's not all right..."

Ji Qiuhan didn't say a word, he slowly squatted down in front of Jiang Zhan, and buried his forehead on the back of his hands against Jiang Zhan's knee.

His fingers were still trembling, Jiang Zhan's heart moved, he raised his hand to stroke the hair on the back of Ji Qiuhan's white neck, and then pulled him up: "You go there and wait for me for a while, I'll take care of something and then follow up Can you explain it well?"

On such an occasion, his tone was soft as if to coax people, but after the two men on the ground had undergone another round of inhuman torture, when they heard the word "handling" from this man's mouth, they were already terrified and trembling. Like sifting chaff.