Kidney master

Song Chu was dazed for a while, and subconsciously looked outside at Ji Yi'an, who had just answered a phone call and was standing against the wall with his head bowed.

Song Chu looked away and pinched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment: "Ah, yes, Song Cheng is my father, do you know him?"

Although Zheng Guoli thought she looked very much like Song Cheng's daughter when he saw Song Chu for the first time, but after all, it's hard to confirm hastily after not seeing her for many years-Song Chu and her didn't change much when they were young, and they were the embryos of beauties since childhood.

"Your father and I used to be comrades in the same team." Zheng Guoli sighed, "I saw you when I was young, and you were only this tall then."

He said, comparing his hands on his waist and abdomen.

"We've met before." Song Chu was surprised.

"Yeah, at that time..." Zheng Guoli looked far away, "You are only seven years old, I remember you are one year older than my daughter."

Song Chu remembered what Ji Yi'an had mentioned to her before, that his wife died because of revenge from drug dealers, and she was eight months pregnant at the time, but in fact the child was not born, so where did he have a daughter, but it has always lived in his heart.

She didn't know what to comfort her, she was silent for a while, and finally Zheng Guoli spoke first.

"Why are you here as an informant? Your father asked you to come?"

Song Chu pursed his lower lip imperceptibly, put his hands on the table behind him, and leaned halfway on it: "Brother Guoli, no, now I have to call you Uncle Guoli, actually...my dad doesn't know I'm here. "

Zheng Guoli suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Your father doesn't know?!"

Song Chu put his index finger to his lips and let out a "hush", and simply smashed the jar, pointing at Ji Yi'an at the door: "Be gentle, that captain doesn't even know that my father is Song Cheng."

Zheng Guoli was stunned for a long time. He was old and he was considered a person who had experienced big storms, but he really couldn't figure out what Song Chu was doing.

"Hey, girl." Zheng Guoli lowered his voice, "Do you know how dangerous this Golden Triangle is, go home quickly."

"Is it dangerous? I've been here for almost five years now." Song Chu curled his lips into a smile.

"Then you should tell your father too!"

"Uncle, you are the only one who knows my real identity now, don't tell me." Song Chu squinted his eyes and smiled at him, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Zheng Guoli, an old bone in his 50s, was even more worried by this laugh.

How can a little girl stay in this place.

Song Chu stretched his waist slowly, put the back of his hand on his lips and yawned: "Uncle Guoli, I have my own reasons for coming here, I am also 26 years old, and I know how to behave, besides, my dad But Song Cheng, doesn't this mean that a tiger father has no dog daughter?"

Because of these words, Zheng Guoli's original excitement quickly calmed down like a miracle.

The tiger father has no dog daughter.

He patted Song Chu on the shoulder twice, and said earnestly: "Be careful, you can come to me for help if you have anything."

Song Chu smiled: "Understood, thank you uncle."

***

Ji Yi'an and Cen Han communicated relevant information with Zheng Guoli, and made arrangements for the planning for the period of time to come. They didn't want to draw attention from others, so they left before lunch time.

The three said goodbye to Zheng Guoli and went downstairs.

Cen Han didn't go with them, and drove away by himself. Song Chu got into the car with a large bag of common Chinese snacks that he took from Zheng Guoli.

"It's good for you. In an hour, when I left, I called my uncle and took a bag of gifts." Ji Yi'an glanced at her.

Song Chu nestled into the seat, tore open a pack of biscuits neatly, and stuffed a piece into his mouth.

She was careless, and she didn't even blush when she made jokes: "Didn't it take me less than a month to call your 'husband'?"

Ji Yi'an: "..."

Song Chu didn't tell Ji Yi'an that his father was a minister. There was actually no reason. It was just that he didn't mention it at the beginning. It would be awkward to mention it now. Besides, her father probably trained Ji Yi'an a lot.

She remembered the day the two got married in a fake way, because of letting Gaso run away, her father sent a video call from Beijing, and she heard the voice of admonishing people when she passed the door.

***

"I mentioned before that after the Chinese New Year, I will mention you again. Is this how you lead the team?! Even if you have appeared in front of you, you can still lose the opportunity for me."

"Arrested in that situation, my teammates and informants will all be in danger!"

"Gasu killed twelve innocent people in our country, you forgot!? Do you want me to remind you!"

"Gasu, I will definitely catch you back. I can't lose any of my people!"

***

Song Chu still clearly remembers Ji Yi'an's hard voice at that time, with a vague and undisguised anger at the end.

stimulate.

Ji Yi'an glanced at Song Chu from the corner of his eye, and saw that the little girl didn't know what to think of, and she chuckled with her lips curled up.

Laughing so that he was a little distracted.

Ji Yi'an stretched out his hand and put it on the back of Song Chu's hand: "What are you thinking about?"

Think of you being scolded by my dad.

Song Chu laughed even more happily, intertwined his fingers with Ji Yi'an with a slight twist of his wrist, and stared at him with all his peach blossom eyes: "I miss you."

Ji Yi'an hooked his lips lazily: "What do you miss me?"

Song Chu's red lips parted slightly, and he uttered three words lightly.

Especially the verb in the middle, with twists and turns, seems to carry the sweet perfume smell of Song Chu's body when it floats to the ears.

Ji Yi'an was slapped on the head by "Jiao" in the face, resting his arm on the window edge, he glanced up and down Song Chu's body with a half-smile, but finally he didn't provoke him, and turned his head to laugh.

"Honey, do you really think I'm some kind of old monk with clean ears?"

"If you were an old monk, I wouldn't have come to hook you up."

Ji Yi'an smiled, and coughed with an itchy throat.

His voice was lazy, his words were clear and lingering, as if he was deliberately seducing: "When you can really accept me someday, I will give you those sweet things."

Song Chu was so hooked by his voice that he wanted to go up to him and give him a good kiss, and he also wanted to simply agree with him.

But he still didn't say it, just smiled, and put his fingers lazily on his lips, staining his fingertips with a dazzling red.

She wants to give Ji Yian the best of herself.

From body to mind, it is the best.

He deserves the best.

***

In the next few days, Ji Yi'an and his team were looking for information about "Blue Sun". This new type of hidden and profitable drug is not so easy to find clues, so they can only search carefully bit by bit without letting go of any clues.

Although Song Chu was counted as a police informant, Ji Yi'an did not assign her any new tasks.

She understood Ji Yian's concerns in her heart.

He was afraid that she would be injured in an accident, and that she would lose control of her emotions again. What's more, even the transportation route has not been found out yet, and it is not time to really use her.

So she pretended to be good every day, and let Ji Yian not have to worry about her when he was running around worrying about her.

Song Chu felt that he had really changed a bit.

She was sitting in the dressing room at the backstage of the bar. She had just finished singing a song, and the next performer had already stepped onto the stage. She was the only one in the dressing room at the moment.

Song Chu sat in front of the mirror, played two games with his mobile phone, and suddenly a WeChat dialog box popped up.

The game is stuck directly.

Song Chu frowned, "tsk", closed the game and clicked on WeChat.

Shen Huan sent a picture.

It is the location and time of the various exhibitions of his photography exhibitions.

He sent another sentence: Song Chu, when you are free, come and play.

The theme of this exhibition is the Golden Triangle, and she is quite interested. Although she has seen some photos from Shen Huan's camera before, it is a completely different experience from a photography exhibition on a small screen.

Song Chu: All right.

Shen Huan: The one closest to you is the Chengdu Exhibition, can I leave you a ticket for the Chengdu Exhibition?

Song Chu: Good.

Song Chu glanced at the time in the corner of the picture again. The time of the photography exhibition is after the year. Now it is January, and the Spring Festival will be in less than a month.

It's New Years Eve again.

The most important festival in China, the early Song Dynasty has not been celebrated for several years. She has no feelings for this festival, and she has no interest in going home. She has always stayed abroad with the excuse that she is too busy with studies.

But at this moment, for some reason, her father's words suddenly came to her mind.

——Is it possible to get your postgraduate certificate next year? Will you go back to China?

Song Chu pursed his lower lip and picked up his phone again to reply.

Song Chu: Forget it, leave me a ticket to Beijing. I should be in Beijing at that time.

***

At ten o'clock at night, Song Chu staggered out of the bar.

After 5 minutes, Ji Yi'an came. These days he would come to pick up Song Chu after he was busy these days. In everyone's eyes, it was the stickiness of newlyweds.

"Go home directly?" Ji Yi'an asked.

"En." Song Chu responded, "Why are you here so late today, did you find anything?

Ji Yi'an wrapped her arms around her shoulders, and his lips could just cover her ears: "Brother Guoli, that drug dealer who probably knows about 'Blue Sun' appeared, so he went to find out about the situation."

"Learned what?"

"Our cracking experts cracked the digital code in their call." Ji Yian settled down and glanced at Song Chu, "Tomorrow at 8 o'clock in the evening, Southwest Jade Store."

Song Chu raised his eyebrows: "Southwest jade shop? Is it here, not in Shan State?"

"Ah."

"Tomorrow... are you going to let me go?" Song Chu asked.

Ji Yi'an laughed: "If I don't let you go, won't you go?"

Song Chu curled his lips: "Go."

"Tomorrow we are going to find out the bottom line. We have to wait until the situation is fully grasped for specific arrests. Otherwise, we will just give them time to hide." Ji Yi'an said.

Song Chu shrugged indifferently: "I know."

***

Seven fifty the next night.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Ji Yi'an pushed open the door of the Southwest Jade Store, and Song Chu followed behind him.

The staff of the jade store was about to shout "Currently closed", but when they saw the two people in front of them, they quickly put on a smile: "Hey, aren't these sisters Chuchu and Brother Ji, who are here to buy jade?"

Song Chu turned the mysterious jade bracelet on his wrist, but looked very beautiful on the surface: "Well, just take a look."

The clerk smiled: "You are a connoisseur of jade, so I won't be playing tricks in front of you, you can see for yourself?"

Song Chu raised his eyes to look at him, and said "hmm".

The clerk went to work on his own.

Song Chu pointed to a piece of white jade in the cabinet and pulled his finger ring: "This one should suit you."

As she said, she glanced back at the safety buckle on Ji Yi'an's neck sideways. There was a crack on it, printed on the wheat-colored skin, which was even more attractive.

Ji Yi'an kept paying attention to his surroundings from the corner of his eye. There were not many people in the jade shop, so there was no one in the shop except them at this moment.

"I have dark skin and it doesn't look good in this."

"Who said that you have to have fair skin to wear it, and you can only wear it with your skin color."

They were chatting sentence by sentence, when the door suddenly opened from the outside, Ji Yian glanced at his watch, it was exactly eight o'clock.

Both Song Chu and Ji Yi'an turned their heads, and two people came in. One of them was seen by Song Chu, and the other was the man with the birthmark on the temple in Zheng Guoli's photo. Everyone often called him "earthworm", a Burmese, and he couldn't speak Chinese. .

The other person was also completely stunned when he saw Song Chu, and greeted him for a while: "Isn't this Miss Song Er, what a coincidence."

Now that the relationship between Song Chu and their drug dealers was at a freezing point, this greeting was extremely insincere, and Song Chu only nodded, which was even more insincere.

She turned her head and whispered in Ji Yi'an's ear: "If I remember correctly, this person's name is Zhazhuo, not under Jiasu's subordinates, but also under Brother Water Wolf."

The voices of Zhazhuo and Earthworm talking with the clerk behind them were so low that Song Chu and Ji Yi'an couldn't hear them clearly.

Ji Yi'an stood there for a while, then walked forward.

"Help us get that white jade pendant over there." He said to the clerk.

"Hey, okay, which one?"

The conversation was interrupted, Earthworm glared at Ji Yi'an with a sullen expression, and Ji Yi'an looked at each other calmly.

Over there, Song Chu pointed to one of the pendants: "Just this one, wrap it up."

"You have a good eye. This is a product we just shipped." The clerk said, taking out the pendant and wrapping it in a box.

Song Chu couldn't help curling his lips, the clerk's coaxing tricks were really just a few tricks, she knew the actual quality of this pendant very well, if it wasn't for cooperating with Ji Yi'an, it wouldn't have caught her eyes at all.

Ji Yian swiped his card to pay.

Song Chu took it with a smile, and said, "It's really costing you."

Song Chu leaned his back on the counter, his eyes fixed on the "earthworm" every inch of it.

He also had a peace talisman hanging around his neck, and Song Chu frowned slightly. Although the quality and purity of that piece of jade looked very good, it seemed...

Song Chu stepped forward: "Brother, I think the jade on your neck is not bad, can you show me?"

As she said that, she raised her hand to take it, and the earthworm pulled back, and raised her hand to wave Song Chu's hand away.

But she didn't know when the knife light had appeared between her fingers.

There was still a smile on Song Chu's face, Zhazhuo looked at her expression from the side, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart for some reason, before he could say "be careful".

A long blood mark had already been stabbed on the back of the earthworm's hand!

He had a red complexion and an unshaven beard, and he muttered a few words in Burmese, which Song Chu didn't need to guess to know that it was not a good thing.

Earthworm saw the injury on the back of his hand, raised his eyebrows, and was about to punch him.

"Early Song!"

Ji Yi'an roared, pulled Song Chu over to protect her in his arms, pressed the back of her head with his palm, and kicked away the fist that hit her with a kick.

The earthworm was kicked so that he couldn't stand still and fell to the side. The counter made a sharp sound when it rubbed against the ground.

He completely darkened his face, got up and pushed the counter out, and the jade inside fell to the ground with a crackling sound.