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After Xu's father and Xu's mother returned in the evening, Xu Lin was alone in the study with Han Qi's things that Lin Miaoxia gave him.

In a dark green sandalwood box, there were dozens of photos, and Xu Lin took out the photos with trembling hands and looked through them one by one.

Among them, there are more than a dozen photos of him and Han Qi in police uniforms. They were taken with the help of others, and some were taken by Xu Lin himself with his mobile phone.

It's just that Han Qi in the photos only shows his side face every time, with a high nose bridge and perfect forehead line, his lips are tightly pursed, and he doesn't like taking pictures.

The dates on the back of these photos were all five or six years ago, and it was when they were in the police academy.

The other photos looked like home photos of couples. Most of them were Xu Lin standing in front with his mobile phone. He always found casual moments and ambiguous angles to take pictures of the two of them at certain stages.

The photos are presented one by one, as if a lost time in the past is going back. Xu Lin recalled the past time with a sense of strangeness. For a moment, he felt like a fish stranded on the beach, and the water in his body was being drained little by little. I was being pushed into an unknown abyss by something while I was breathing.

Xu Lin doesn't smoke. The last time he smoked was drinking with Dr. Zhong in the research institute. Dr. Zhong told him about Han Qi's past when he got drunk... Xu Lin found a pack of cigarettes from the drawer in the study, lit a After smoking a cigarette, he only took a puff, and then quietly watched the smoke ring burn round and round.

When he put out the cigarette butt and looked through the photos again, he found an envelope at the bottom of the sandalwood box. He took out the old envelope, but it was empty inside.

There are only a few words on the outside of the envelope: my son Han Qi.

At the end is Han Yumei.

Xu Lin was taken aback, knowing that this was a letter from Han Qi's mother, Han Yumei.

But as for the letter inside, Xu Lin silently thought that it was probably taken away by Han Qi.

Xu Lin calmly put the photo and envelope back into the sandalwood box, and locked the sandalwood box in the drawer under the desk.

What is the content of the letter?He thought, probably very important to Han Qi.

Facing the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the study, looking out, the night is thin and cool, and the lights of every household weave the night of the whole city.

Xu Lin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his tall and thin figure shrouded in darkness, he was motionless, like a meditating statue.

Early the next morning, Xu Lin called Lin Jiale as soon as he woke up.

Lin Jiale was probably outside, the other end of the phone was quite noisy, and his voice was a little hoarse as he asked, "What's wrong, little nephew?"

Xu Lin rolled his eyes and asked him, "Where are you? Why are you so noisy?"

"Harmful," Lin Jiale said, "I'm in Qing'an Town. Some time ago, a homeless man died in Qing'an Village. The forensic doctor detected the drug content in his body. Later, He Bo of the Criminal Investigation Detachment traced the traces of Bu Daoming. Now that Bu Daoming has fled, we can only come to Qing'an Village to look for clues."

"Oh", Xu Lin asked, "What happened?"

"It didn't work out. There is only a simple drug manufacturing site here in Qing'an Village, which was sealed up by He Bo long ago. When I interviewed the nearby villagers, no one knew what was going on, and naturally they couldn't provide too many clues."

"Okay," Xu Linhui said, "tell me if you need me to go over."

"No need for the time being," Lin Jiale replied: "Take care of your body, and don't forget to go to the hospital regularly for hyperbaric oxygen therapy every week."

Xu Lin hummed as an answer.

"Why, why did you call me?" Lin Jiale asked him.

"I need your help with something," Xu Lin said, "Do you know Xie Jianguo's contact information?"

"Thank you? I know, what's wrong?"

"Not much, you give me his contact information, I can use it," Xu Lin said.

"Okay, wait for me to find it and send it to you."

Xu Lin replied hello.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Lin went downstairs to get a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, Lin Jiale was extremely efficient and already passed Xie Jianguo's phone number to him.

Xu Lin copied the number and dialed the number.

On the first call, there was a beeping busy tone.

Xie Jianguo answered the second call, but he was probably still in the mountains, the signal was very poor, and there was a crackling sound from time to time.

Xu Lin said, "Xie Chu, I'm Xu Lin."

The other side replied: "Who are you? I can't hear you louder."

Xu Lin: ...

"I'm Xu Lin!"

Xie Jianguo finally heard it and smiled back: "Oh Xu Lin, is your injury healed?"

"Well, it's almost there," Xu Linhui said.

Xie Jianguo smiled happily and said, "You kid actually forgot about me, you should call me. Think about how much I, Old Xie, helped you when you were undercover. If you really forget about me, Old Xie, I really have to tell you Make sense."

Xu Lin was taken aback and asked, "You mean what happened to Han Qi when I went undercover a year ago? You were my informant at that time?"

"It's not a big deal," Xie Jianguo replied arrogantly, "And I'm your only informant. If it weren't for my old Xie as the middleman to deliver the information, you really wouldn't be able to get things done by yourself."

"Then I thank you," Xu Lin said, "Xie Chu, when are you going back to Hehai?"

"I can't go back for the time being," Xie Jianguo asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Lin hesitated before saying, "I have something to ask for your help."

"Tell me, I will definitely help."

Xu Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "I have a son who is fostered by a farmer's family in Tianheng Mountain. Please take him to the plane."

"Son? Where did you get your son?" Xie Jianguo asked.

"A golden retriever, please send it to the pet consignment company, and send it back to Hehai by air, and I will pay for it."

Xie Jianguo: ...

Xie Jianguo was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time, until Xu Lin had lost the signal and wanted to hang up and call again, Xie Jianguo finally spoke.

Xie Jianguo was so stimulated that he stuttered: "Damn...I'll give you another chance, tell me well, what do you want me to pick up?"

Xu Lin twitched his lips helplessly and repeated: "I want you to pick up a golden retriever for me and send it back to my home in Hehai!"

On the other end of the phone, Xie Jianguo cursed something in a low voice, and started to hate people: "Take your conscience and think about it, you little bastard actually asked someone from the National Intelligence Bureau to pick up a dog for you? I am also from the Intelligence Bureau after all. Director, you let me pick up a dog, excuse me?"

Xu Lin nodded solemnly and said, "Well, I'm quite embarrassed."

Xie Jianguo wished he could bump his head against the evergreen tree on Tianheng Mountain.

Xu Lin spoke kindly to him patiently: "Just do me this favor, and I'll treat you to dinner later."

Xie Jianguo resolutely refused: "I won't help."

Xu Lin: ...

Xu Lin said again: "You can help me, I can't go to Linzhou for the time being due to my injury, my furry child is still living under the fence, and I don't know what kind of miserable life it is..."

"It's not my business?"

Xu Lin: ...

Xu Lin added a condition: "As long as you do me this favor, I will offer you good cigarettes and wine later."

Xie Jianguo was silent for a while, and then he said with a final word: "That's it, you wait to pick up the dog."

Xu Lin heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you!"