Kidney master

The next day Song Chu got up, went to the bathroom to wash his face, then put on a thin cardigan and went out.

Ji Yi'an stood in front of the living room window with a cigarette in his hand, the ash fell on the window sill, and a gust of wind blew up the ashes.

Song Chu stood at the door watching him, and after a while he called out: "Ji Yi'an."

He looked back, and then gave a low "hmm".

The tail tone is raised, it is a question sentence.

Song Chu understood instantly, if this was just a reciprocal "um", it seemed that he hadn't forgotten the inexplicable kiss last night, but if it was a question, it was that Ji Yi'an wanted to mention last night.

Song Chu breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't know whether he was taking care of her face, or was too cool.

But that's fine.

Song Chu just wanted to play an irresponsible hooligan.

She told Cen Han earlier that she would not be with Ji Yi'an. She didn't just say it casually. Whether it is her character or mental state, she is not suitable for a relationship like an ordinary person.

What's more, Ji Yi'an didn't do anything evil to make him so pitiful that he was entangled by her.

"Aren't you going to meet up with Cen Han and the others today?" Song Chu wrapped his cardigan tightly and folded his arms around his chest.

"I'll be gone in a while."

The superiors gave them half a month to catch Gaso, and now half of it has passed, if they don't speed up, their entire team will be criticized.

It's too unkind to be scolded even after working hard outside, unable to catch a cunning drug dealer, Song Chu glanced at the corner of his mouth, and went to pour himself a glass of water.

"Have you found Gaso's whereabouts?"

"Soon." Ji Yi'an finished smoking, and wiped the dirty window sill casually, "We looked for clues along the drug factory on the northern border of Thailand we discovered last time, and found ruts on the muddy road along the river. After investigation It's exactly the kind of car Gaso drove away last time."

"When are you going to catch him?"

"Still estimating the degree of danger of this operation, we may have to call the armed police brothers, and we should leave tomorrow."

Song Chu pursed his lips and fluttered his eyelashes: "Tell me before you leave."

"Yeah." Ji Yi'an put on his coat, opened the door neatly, "Let's go."

**

The grotesque lights of the bar split the boundless darkness, spreading a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the clamor and music percussion mixed together.

"Sister Chuchu, happy wedding, why did you come back so early?"

As soon as she walked in, someone greeted her with a smile.

"Just bring a friend over." Song Chu smiled, "Find us a seat."

"Hey, okay, you follow."

Shen Huan opened his eyes wide: "This is where you work, you can't tell."

Shen Huan followed Song Chu to a seat, and soon someone brought over wine. Song Chu picked up the bottle, and the bubbles rushed out, wetting her fingertips. She poured two glasses of wine, picked up a glass and knocked it in front of Shen Huan.

"I haven't heard you sing yet." Shen Huan said.

Song Chu smiled: "Come here if you have a chance."

"When will you continue to come to work here, I'll come and listen."

"I don't know, let's talk about it."

She suddenly had heart palpitations, thinking that Ji Yi'an would be on a mission to capture Jiasu tomorrow, and this trip would be extremely dangerous.

If Jiasu is really captured, she can continue to live here, otherwise she may not be able to settle down here.

Now that she has just had a rift with Jiasu, many drug dealers in this bar have changed their eyes towards her. No one dares to smile with her as usual, but they are even more jealous of her, for fear that if they offend this ancestor If you are unhappy, you will die under her knife.

Song Chu raised his head in the beam of light, and leaned on the sofa in a restrained posture, with the corners of his mouth raised, showing a narrow smile, and looked back one by one without changing his expression.

Those scrutinizing eyes in the dark suddenly withdrew.

"I'll be leaving in a few days. Call me when you're about to go on stage."

"Row."

Song Chu raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"But don't come here alone, it's no more dangerous than the east side."

**

The two of them came out soon after drinking, Song Chu was not interested in treating himself like a monkey in the zoo for others to stare at.

There are few pedestrians on the street, and in the dark alleys, people who have fallen to the ground and committed drug addiction can be seen everywhere, because they have no money to buy drugs and are accepting the pain of being eaten away by drug addiction.

Shen Huan took a few photos casually and followed behind Song Chu.

Song Chu wore a silver suspender dress with a beige sweater on the outside, pockets lazily held in his hands.

The wine she drank just now was strong, and she drank it quickly, her face was hot and smoky, but she was not drunk, but there was a slight blush on her face, which was very light, and disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

Shen Huan looked at Song Chu's back, from his angle, he could see the girl's straight back, her steps were loose, like a swan stepping into the mud.

He raised his arm, closed one eye, and took a picture of her back.

Song Chu heard the voice and looked back at him. Shen Huan scratched his head and looked at her embarrassedly. Song Chu shrugged helplessly: "Just don't take my photo when the exhibition is open."

"Certainly not."

Song Chu continued to walk forward, and his eyes fell on a small stall on the side of the street.

"Hey, little girl, let's see what to buy?"

Song Chu's fingertips landed on a golden talisman bag, with a red tassel hanging underneath.

The stall was set up by an old lady: "This is a safety talisman, and there is a piece of jade inside. This jade has spirituality, can protect and pray for the wearer, and can also ward off evil spirits and keep safe. Buy one, girl. "

Song Chu pulled off the tether and took out the jade, which was in the shape of a safety buckle. She put it under the light and turned it around.

"How much."

"Not expensive, just 100."

"Row."

Song Chu took out a banknote and handed it over.

"Real jade?" Shen Huan asked her after leaving the stall.

"Well, Afghan Jade."

"Is it so cheap to buy jade here?" Shen Huan was surprised.

"No, this is not a good jade, it is one of the cheapest jades."

She also bought it because it was in the shape of a safety buckle, which had a good meaning, and because of its roughness and quality of jade.

"You still know jade."

Song Chu smiled: "I've heard people talk about how to tell the difference before, but I haven't studied it carefully."

"You are such a mystery." Shen Huan said sincerely.

Song Chu looked behind him through the reflection of the stop sign at the intersection, and his eyes were sharp for a moment: "Mysteries are generally not easy to mess with. I'm home, you go back."

**

Song Chu watched Shen Huan go away from the bottom of the apartment building, and then he walked in lazily with his stiletto heels beating a regular drumbeat.

Suddenly, the street lamp that was on behind her was covered by a figure. If Song Chu turned his head to look at this moment, he would recognize that this man was Jiasu's subordinate - he had a black snake-like tattoo on the side of his neck.

As she walked up the steps, she turned on her phone, and the light from the screen cast a layer of blue pink light on her face.

She sent a message to Ji Yi'an: Are you home?I have a gift for you.

The man behind him had already taken out a sharp dagger, flashed a cold light for a moment, and approached Song Chu step by step.

Song Chu seemed to be extremely tired, her steps were limp, and the sensor light in the corridor was broken, so she hummed a song boredly.

"Who led me into the open fire."

"Who pushed me into the basket."

"Who cut off my ears."

"Who will tie me with a rope."

The man behind him was stunned by the lyrics, and was only confused for a moment. Song Chu had already turned and walked straight to the corridor.

He hurriedly followed, his leg kicked the railing in nervousness, and there was a "clang".

He looked up, and Song Chu was gone.

"Shh."

The soft hiss that suddenly sounded in his ears made the man burst into a cold sweat, and his back was soaked. The fear of Song Chu made him feel like a blade was already pressed against his throat.

Song Chu appeared behind him at some point, and took the dagger in his hand with almost no effort.

"come kill me?"

"No, no..."

"Gasu asked you to come?"

The man stopped talking.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, it was clear that Jiasu was too busy to take care of himself now, so there was no time to take care of her. It must be the subordinates with "big ambitions" who wanted to kill him and ask for reward in front of Jiasu.

Song Chu chuckled, his face turned pale in the darkness.

When the man brought the dagger close to his neck in the early Song Dynasty, he was so frightened that he lost control.

There was a ticking sound.

Song Chu glanced at the ground, and said "Ooh" in disgust: "Is it disgusting?"

The man was already shaking and speechless.

Song Chu threw the dagger to the ground and took a step back: "Forget it, you're lucky."

She sighed again, and said angrily and regretfully, "He won't let me hurt people."

"Go away, clean up these dirty things on the ground first."

**

The doorbell rang twice.

Ji Yian opened the door.

The little girl leaned against the wall, narrowed her eyes with a smile, and reached out to him mysteriously, making a fist.

"what?"

Song Chu let go, a jade safety talisman fell down, and a circle of red sling was wrapped around her index finger.

"Captain Season."

"Bon voyage, safe return."