kiss goodnight

In the ward directly opposite the doctor's desk, a circle of people surrounded Duan Yang airtightly. Jiang Yi'an was waiting on the seat at the door. When Wen Ke walked in, he heard Duan Yang muttering unconsciously outside.

A few strands of drooping brown curly hair were stained with sweat, sticking wetly to the forehead, and there was no trace of blood on his small face. Duan Yang breathed out intermittently. The top is whitish.After a long time, the first thing he said with difficulty was: "Am I still alive?"

Han Xiaojun said: "Hmm, God has a quiet ear, so I won't accept you as a chatterbox."

People around laughed together.

Duan Yang managed to balance his breath, turned his face to see Wen Ke, and using his right wrist as a fulcrum, raised his palm and waved: "Boss."

Wen Ke sighed, his expression was gloomy, he couldn't bear to look more, wishing he could suffer for Duan Yang, he stretched out his hand and lightly flicked the brain on his forehead: "Stop talking, recharge your energy, and recover your body as soon as possible."

Duan Yang asked palely, "Where did the bullet... hit?"

Han Xiaojun answered: "The right abdomen." He comforted, "It's all right, it will be cured after a night's sleep."

After regaining consciousness for a short time, Duan Yang closed his eyes weakly and fell into a deep sleep. He needs to rest these few days to avoid crowds and noise. Han Xiaojun decided to stay first, and the others took turns to take over.The doctor asked: "Do you need to hire a nurse for the evening?"

Wen Ke said, "No, I'll be here at night."

Carrying the unfinished breakfast, he took the elevator to the underground parking lot, the Mercedes-Benz turned on the headlights, Wen Ke walked towards the driver's seat, and was stopped by Jiang Yi'an on the way: "Give me the key."

Wen Ke was surprised: "Can you drive?"

Jiang Yi'an lightly hooked the car key in Wen Ke's palm with his index finger: "I got my driver's license at the age of 20."

"Okay." Wen Ke walked around the front of the car and entered the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt, and confessed, "My car is covered by a compulsory traffic insurance."

Jiang Yi'an started the engine and hadn't touched the steering wheel for a long time. He tried the feel first: "So?"

Wen Ke adjusted the seat back: "My salary is not high, you pay attention to safety, drive slowly."

"Don't worry." Jiang Yi'an stepped on the gas pedal lightly, and after finding the feeling, he asked: "Did all the money I saved in the past few years of work be used to buy a car?"

Wen Ke said, "No, I keep it for other uses."

Jiang Yi'an turned his face sideways: "Buy a house?"

Wen Ke didn't answer, just reminded: "Yi'an, watch the way."

The Mercedes-Benz was driving at a constant speed on the outer ring road, Jiang Yi'an drove very steadily, Wen Ke kept guarding him distractedly, never daring to close his eyes.After about half an hour, back in the Moli community, Wen Ke went to 303 to change into clean clothes, Jiang Yian unlocked the door of 403, put down the key, took breakfast to the kitchen, and heated it up in the microwave.

Wen Ke went up to the fourth floor in a neat shirt and straight-leg trousers, walked into the living room, sat at the coffee table and looked up at the time, took out his mobile phone and called Xie Rong, who answered quickly: "Brother."

Wen Ke was straightforward: "Progress."

Xie Rong cursed: "I want to cut off the surveillance in the interrogation room and give this grandson a good beating."

Wen Ke lit a cigarette and took a sip of nicotine to relieve his fatigue: "I want him to die even more. Say something useful."

Xie Rong: "Except for his personal information, this is the file we transferred. I can't ask anything else. He doesn't cooperate at all."

"How's your mental state?" Wen Ke asked.

Xie Rong replied: "It looks like a drug/addiction, crazy, difficult to communicate."

Jiang Yi'an walked up to Wen Ke and handed over the hot purple rice porridge. Seeing him with a cigarette in one hand and a phone in his hand, he sat aside and waited quietly.Wen Ke stroked his eyebrows irritably with his thumb, and continued to ask: "What's this man's name?"

Xie Rong: "Shi Mingyi."

The hand holding the cigarette paused, Wen Ke frowned: "Shi Mingyi?"

Jiang Yi'an looked at Wen Ke in surprise when he heard the sound, then hung his head and clutched the bowl wall in a daze.

Wen Ke suddenly remembered that this person had raced with Qu Xingzhou at the karting track, his appearance was very vague, and he only remembered that he knew the other party's name through the member information registered with "Ruiwan", and it was Shi Mingyi.Because Wei Feng once said that he had been to Mansion No. [-], Linda caught him doing an unknown transaction, and with Jiang Yian's flustered expression at this moment, Wen Ke said in a low voice, "I'll go there."

Xie Rong: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Putting down the phone, the room was too quiet, Jiang Yi'an was holding the porridge bowl in his hand, scratching the edge with his fingertips.After a while, Wen Ke called him with a smile: "Leader Jiang."

Jiang Yi'an regained his senses and raised his eyes, and heard him say again: "Feed me porridge, I'm starving to death."

Jiang Yi'an held the bowl in his left hand, scooped up a spoonful of hot air, held the handle of the spoon and brought it to Wen Ke's lips: "You... caught Shi Mingyi?"

Wen Ke looked at him, seized the opportunity and asked, "Would you like to tell me?"

Jiang Yi'an nodded, and said while recalling: "I met him several times at the company's annual meeting. He is a senior manager of Huafeng Entertainment. He has very bad conduct. He always likes to play tricks with female stars, and he is doing it behind his back. Something unclean."

Wen Ke: "How do you know?"

Jiang Yi'an: "Qi Xuan once went back to the company early in the morning to get a demo tape, and found that he was secretly using an injection/injection/device with a female artist in the office."

Wen Ke was concise: "Did he put the things in your suitcase?"

Jiang Yi'an lowered his eyes: "I don't know."

Wen Ke: "Then let me change the question."

Jiang Yi'an had expected it, he frowned and tilted his head, unwilling to make more memories, and began to reject and resist communication.Knowing that he was reckless, Wen Ke asked earnestly, "Did he frame you?"

Jiang Yi'an didn't answer, let go of the handle of the spoon with his right hand, grasped the two Adam's apples hard, sweating slightly on his forehead.Seeing this, Wen Ke felt a little regretful, and was about to change the subject, but Jiang Yi'an said, "No."

Wen Ke stopped rushing in, took the bowl, swallowed the porridge in two or three mouthfuls, and said softly, "Wait for me at home."

He rushed to the Criminal Investigation Detachment as fast as he could, walked through the dark corridor, and the narrow and closed interrogation room. The scribe and Xie Rong sat behind the wooden table. Wen Ke knew from the expressions on their faces that they were helpless.

Shi Mingyi was imprisoned in the interrogation chair, frantic and screaming, his facial features distorted uncontrollably. When he saw someone coming, he grinned and said, "Tell me everything you want to know, I won't say a word to you."

Body shape, appearance, demeanor, Wen Ke frowned in thought, squinted his eyes and looked carefully. Although he couldn't remember the other person's appearance clearly, he was still sure that Shi Mingyi was not the one who appeared in the karting track.

Xie Rong clenched his fists and roared, "What the fuck."

Wen Ke signaled him to dismiss the scribe, leaned back and leaned against the edge of the table, picked up the scribe, glanced quickly, and asked, "Do you want to make a deal?"

When Shi Mingyi heard it, he stopped, bared his teeth and arched his eyebrows: "Oh? Interesting, you are more interesting than them."

Wen Ke rolled his eyelids and looked at him: "Huafeng Entertainment's HR manager and shareholder, right, why are you taking drugs?"

Shi Mingyi licked his lips: "Because money and flesh/body are boring."

Wen Ke snorted through his nasal cavity: "When was the first time you took drugs, voluntary or forced?"

"Police officer." Shi Mingyi waved his hand, "What do you want in exchange?"

Wen Ke threw a pack of cigarettes over.

Shi Mingyi caught it, immediately tore it open with his mouth, bit out three of them, and shouted with red eyes: "Where's Huoer?"

Wen Ke: "Answer the question."

Shi Mingyi said impatiently: "Three years ago, voluntary voluntary voluntary."

Wen Ke: "Who else was caught taking drugs with you?"

Shi Mingyi curled his lips, pressed down three fingers one by one, said the names of the three people at the same time, and shouted: "Huo'er!"

Wen Ke threw the lighter to his hand: "Who is your last family?"

Thick smoke filled the interrogation room, and in the blurred vision, Shi Mingyi smiled treacherously: "I can't tell you this."

Xie Rong sighed and said, "Brother, you gave the lighter too early."

Wen Ke said: "He won't tell if he doesn't give it to him. If he is really willing to confess and is really addicted, he will use this clue to exchange a pack of cigarettes before."

The trick was seen through, the trick was exposed, Shi Mingyi listened, and opened his eyes wide: "Interesting, you are very interesting." He stopped acting, greedily sucked on the end of his cigarette, and scratched his greasy hairline, "Anyway, I am Death, anyone who can sell offends me, I have made a lot of money in this circle, and I won't confide a word I shouldn't say."

Xie Rong jokingly said: "Is there anyone who cares about your loyalty?"

Wen Ke was not in a hurry, he stood upright with his arms folded, his posture was leisurely, and his tone was firm: "As long as you are with us, those people will show their feet sooner or later."

Shi Mingyi bared out a row of yellow teeth, with an expression like a cunning old fox: "Don't be optimistic." He bent his eyes, "I didn't follow their rules, I touched their cheese, and I was kicked out a long time ago. Nobody cares about my life now."

Xie Rong took the opportunity to provoke him: "Then you should cooperate with us and vent your anger for yourself."

Shi Mingyi: "Rather than causing them trouble, I'd rather see you 'buzzing' around like headless chickens. How interesting that would be."

Xie Rong slapped the table with a slap: "Shi, are you really not afraid of death?"

Shi Mingyi waved his hand: "Brother, if I was afraid of death, would I still touch drugs?"

Inadvertently, Wen Ke's gaze shifted a few degrees, and he glanced at the skin on the side of Shi Mingyi's left ear, where a mole the size of a fingernail was embedded. In the memory that suddenly flashed, there was a picture of passing by a racing opponent. There is a striking scar on the side of the human ear, as if injured by some kind of sharp object.

Wen Ke frowned, and blurted out a sentence: "You know this place." He pointed to the position a little below his left ear, "Is it someone with a scar?"

Shi Mingyi's expression finally changed subtly: "Have you seen him?"

Xie Rong was confused when he heard this, and Wen Ke replied honestly, "Yes, at the 'Ruiwan' karting track."

Shi Mingyi said "Oh": "He used my card once, you are lucky."

After that, no matter what Wen Ke asked, Shi Mingyi stopped talking and just smoked.Time passed by and the scene was at a stalemate. Wen Ke knew that there was no need to continue. Before ending the conversation, he took one last look at Shi Mingyi: "Do you know why you were kicked out by them?"

Shi Mingyi raised his head without knowing why: "All ears."

Wen Ke: "You only think about how to abide by the rules in the circle. You never thought about being the one who made the rules. Under the rules, the weak are prey to the strong. It will be a matter of time before you will be excluded."

Shi Mingyi remained motionless, his eyes were like a beast lurking in the dark.

Wen Ke: "But above the rules, there is the law." He said word by word, "Whether it is the rule-abiding person or the person who made the rules, if the law is underestimated, it will not end well."

After the interrogation, Wen Ke nodded to Xie Rong: "Thank you, if you have any news, please let me know in time."

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, Shi Mingyi said slowly, "Officer, what you said is very interesting. As a deal, I'll tell you something more interesting."

Wen Ke raised his jaw and stared at him with downcast eyes, his expression cold and hard.

Shi Mingyi raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "Do you know the person you want to arrest, who made the scar on the side of the ear?"

Wen Ke slightly closed his eyelids and remained calm, but his heart beat inexplicably faster. In the quiet space, Shi Mingyi suddenly burst into wild laughter, and he said a name in a hoarse voice: "It's Jiang Yi'an."

Xie Rong was shocked: "What did you say?"

"Yes, you all know each other." Shi Mingyi chewed the cigarette into his mouth, and the metal handcuffs hit the seat viciously. He shouted excitedly amidst the messy and harsh noise, "It's a big star, Jiang Yi'an."

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