Kidney master

"But why did he do that?" Xiao Yan was surprised.

How could he come to the Golden Triangle suddenly when he was in Beijing?Where is he hiding now?

How did he know Zheng Guoli's true identity, and why did he kill those drug dealers?

Song Chu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I have an idea now, I still insist that Gu Cinian is the leader of a drug lord in the Golden Triangle that you haven't found, and the purpose of killing those drug dealers in that way is to let I lost your trust, I was left alone, and then he came to me again, as a savior, just like before."

Ji Yi'an twirled his brows, then lightly put his arm on Song Chu's shoulder, and touched her ear.

Then he said, "I have a more terrifying idea."

Xiao Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then a bad premonition arose in his heart: "What?"

"We don't have any information about Nu Gu's identity. Now I suspect that this Gu Cinian is Nu Gu."

Song Chu's pupils shrank instantly, and he looked at Ji Yi'an in disbelief: "What..."

"I went to investigate later that the 108 people who died under Gu Cinian's hands were all drug dealers. At that time, there was a big drug lord in the Golden Triangle, and they were wiped out by the cooperation of China and Myanmar. Those drug dealers were all under the drug lord. Probably At that time, it blocked Gu Cinian's way, and the Nugu Group developed rapidly after that, occupying the dominant force here."

"In addition, the time difference between Gu Cinian's escape from China and the establishment of the Golden Triangle Nugu Group also coincides."

Xiao Yan: "Nagasu?"

"Gu Cinian is a typical anti-social personality, and many of his behaviors cannot be considered with common sense. But after killing Jiasu, everyone thought Song Chu stabbed it to the police, but no one except a few gangsters Nugu, who is the upper echelon of Jiasu, did not have any troubles in the early Song Dynasty. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for drug dealers not to retaliate. They would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go, unless..."

Song Chu took over the conversation: "Unless Gu Cinian is Nu Gu, he won't kill me."

Xiao Yan felt that his soul must have been out of his body these few days, otherwise why he couldn't keep up with their rhythm, so he asked after a while: "Why didn't he kill you."

Song Chu raised the corners of his lips, showing a half-smile, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Why? Because he loves me."

Xiao Yan was shocked: "...Huh??"

Ji Yi'an was also helpless, the one who coveted his girlfriend turned out to be this person, he sighed, and explained to Xiao Yan: "Gu Cinian's feelings towards Song Chu are very complicated, and a criminal psychologist needs to give an exact explanation for this. In short, Gu Cinian will not allow anyone to hurt Song Chu."

It took a while for Xiao Yan to reluctantly accept this statement: "If Gu Ci Nian is really Nu Gu, then don't we already have a lot of information about Nu Gu?"

"Yes, this is the only good news among the bad news." Ji Yi'an said.

Seizing Nugu is also seizing Gu Cinian, eradicating the most powerful Nugu drug cartel in this land, it can be regarded as finally gaining a moment of peace.

Song Chu sighed, took a step towards Ji Yian, and leaned his head against his chest.

She was really tired, but there was also a sense of relief that it was finally coming to an end.

For so many years, she has been completely bound by hatred. She used to think, what would she do if she could kill Nugu one day and she was lucky enough to survive? At that time, Song Chu felt that she had already With no interest in life, the only hatred that supported her to live was cut off from the source, she was like a weed floating on the surface of the water, without roots, maybe she would die too.

But it's different now, she just wants to solve these things as soon as possible, so that Ji Yi'an can breathe a sigh of relief, so that he will not be in such a dangerous situation.

After the hatred is cut off, she can live a good life with Ji Yi'an, and with her father.

Ji Yi'an understood what she was thinking, felt distressed, put his arms around her shoulders, and leaned his head to kiss her forehead.

Xiao Yan, who was carefully observing the photos, did not see the dog slaughter.

The person who just opened the door behind him happened to have a panoramic view.

"Early Song Dynasty!!" An angry voice sounded from behind.

The two of them paused almost at the same time, and looked back - Song Cheng looked sullenly at Song Chu, and then glared at Ji Yi'an.

Pang Ju also ran over, stood behind Song Bu and silently made a movement that he could not do anything about.

Song Chu blinked blankly, but the people around him were the first to call out: "Song Department."

It's a pity that Song Cheng was so angry that he didn't intend to pay attention to it. He strode forward directly, grabbed Song Chu's wrist and pulled him out of the door.

"Come out and explain it to me!"

Song Chu's wrist hurt from being pulled, he frowned and said, "Dad, don't pull me..."

Xiao Yan felt that what happened that day was simply magical realism, and poked Ji Yi'an's back with his index finger: "Ji team, what did Song Chu call the minister just now?"

Ji Yi'an had no time to distract himself, so he stood there for two seconds and had no choice but to lift his heels and go out.

When I passed by Pangju, I received a considerate reminder: "Take care of your temper, maybe it's really your future father-in-law."

"..."

Ji Yi'an has always been unafraid of the position of the Minister of Public Security, sometimes he would directly bring up his dissatisfaction with the deployment of tasks, and Song Cheng also has a big temper, so the two of them inevitably argued several times in the past.

Sunlight streamed down the window, spreading a patch of light on the ground. Song Chu's hair, which he had cut with scissors just now, was not very neat, and his hair color was dyed a lighter brown. Standing at that time, he looked like a tall and straight tree. The vigorously growing seedlings.

Ji Yi'an originally walked in a hurry, but seeing this scene felt inexplicably at ease, and even took steps that were more secure and firm.

He walked to Song Chu's back, stood still, put his legs together tightly, and saluted a standard military salute: "Song Department!"

Song Cheng frowned. He originally came here for his former teammate Zheng Guoli, but he didn't want to see his daughter's signature and photo in the suspects column when he was flipping through the case report.

Forget it, as soon as he entered the room, he saw his daughter hugging the captain of the anti-narcotics team, as if they were a couple.

"Tell me! What's going on!" Song Bu pointed at Ji Yi'an.

"The man was not killed by Song Chu, it should have been clearly recorded in the case report." Ji Yi'an answered neither humble nor overbearing.

"What about you?" Song Cheng asked.

Song Chu frowned slightly behind him: "Dad..."

Ji Yi'an replied with firm eyes: "We are together, I am Song Chu's boyfriend."

Song Chu couldn't help showing a little smile, and the old rogue demeanor returned instantly: "Dad, it's the season team I'm chasing. It took a lot of effort. Don't scare people away."

"I'll clean you up later!" Song Cheng turned his head and glared at his daughter, "Didn't you say that your boyfriend is your classmate at the same school in England?!"

Song Chu was already broken, she shrugged her shoulders, and said casually: "I took a leave of absence a long time ago, and the voice you heard at that time was Yi'an's."

"Why didn't you tell me when you suspended school?!"

For a long time, Song Chu hated the feeling of being preached and questioned very much. She was really used to being alone since she was a child. She was a little inexplicably thinking, when you sent me to study in other cities, you sent me to study in a foreign country. Have you discussed it with me?Now they want me to give an advance notice to suspend school, why?

Her heart was always leaking, and then Ji Yi'an used her own flesh and blood to fill that piece up, but now she felt the restlessness that she could not get rid of again, and it set off waves little by little.

"Why should I tell you?" Song Chu smiled.

Song Cheng was furious: "You!"

"Ministry Song, the report you read is incomplete, and the interrogation records about early Song Dynasty are not on it."

Ji Yi'an glanced at Song Chu, but she suddenly fell silent at that glance.

"You may not be very clear about many things that Song Chu experienced. If you want to know, I will get them."

Song Chu didn't want to talk too much, firstly because he felt tired and troublesome, and secondly, he really felt that this matter could not be said, his past was linked with such a pervert, so there was nothing worth mentioning.

Ji Yi'an took down the interrogation records from the archive room, and Song Cheng's fingertips trembled when he read the information about Gu Cinian that Song Chu explained last time.

Unbelievable and deeply regretful.

The way he thought to protect his daughter actually pushed her into an abyss where no one could save her.

"Chuchu...why haven't you told me for so many years?" Song Cheng sighed, feeling his temples throbbing and his eye sockets very dry.

Song Chu was sitting on the side, with slightly cool hands resting on Ji Yi'an's forearm, crossing his legs seemingly leisurely.

"It's useless to say it, it's all happened."

"But you...you should tell me something, Dad will definitely take you home, and he will never let you go through these things."

There was a tremor in the man's voice, and he was unfamiliar to Song Chu, so she looked up at her father suspiciously.

This father, who has always been in a high position and can often be seen on TV, is always dressed in a suit and his hair is well-groomed. Song Chu inexplicably thought of a lonely old dog. This association might not be appropriate, but it made Song Chu shrink back suddenly.

"Dad." Song Chu called him softly.

"Don't blame yourself. I never thought of blaming you. These things probably happened to me because I was different from normal kids since I was a child."

Song Cheng buried his face in his palms, only then did Song Chu notice that his face and hands were already full of dimples, when did they start getting old?

While Song Cheng was divorced from his daughter's growth, Song Chu was also divorced from his father's age.

When he opened his eyes again, Song Chu saw something soft from the bottom of his eyes, it was really rare for such a thing to appear on a tough and iron-blooded person all his life.

Ji Yi'an got up and quietly walked out of the file room without saying a word.

Some things still need to be communicated by the father and daughter themselves, and it is true that they communicate too little.

Ji Yi'an pushed the door and went out, Xiao Yan was outside, Xiao Yan had already come out of the daze just now, so he entered a bigger daze.

"Ji team, Song Chu is Song Bu's daughter...?"

Ji Yi'an glanced at him, expressionless: "Yes."

"Then what's the situation now, the Ministry of Song is going to break up you two hard-working mandarin ducks?"

Ji Yian glanced at him: "What are you talking about, is the report finished?"

"Go and find out what's going on with Gu Cinian for me, don't miss any details." Ji Yi'an casually ordered to beat the annoying Xiao Yan.

Pang Ju raised his chin and motioned to the room: "What's going on?"

"Let's chat."

Ji Yi'an leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and just stood there.

Pang Ju sighed: "Bu Song is also this old, and he and Team Zheng used to be the best comrades in arms. This kind of thing happened overnight, and when I came here, I found that my daughter is still in this situation."

"Yes." Ji Yi'an lowered his eyes, knocking out the soot.

After a while, the door of the archive room was opened again.

Song Cheng walked out first, and Song Chu followed behind.

"Song Department." Ji Yi'an immediately pinched his cigarette, stood up straight, and pressed his middle finger tightly to the seam of his trousers.

"Chu Song has already told me about your suspicions. The first task now is to find the cause of Zheng Guoli's death. You can start with Gu Cinian's clues and pay attention to protecting your undercover identity. Everything is about safety, so don't let Guoli happen again. irreparable."

Ji Yi'an performed a military salute, clasped his five fingers together, his arms were straight and stiff, looked ahead, and answered firmly: "Yes!"

Song Cheng didn't say anything, just patted Ji Yi'an on the shoulder, and walked out together with Pang Ju.

Only then did Song Chu take a step forward, put his arms around Ji Yian's waist and threw himself into her arms, the alienation and indifference just now disappeared without a trace, the little girl's untrimmed hair was a little messy, Ji Yian went along with her Hair, hold the person in his arms.

Ask softly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Song Chu replied.

"What did your father say?"

"He asked me to go back to Beijing." Song Chu raised his head, put his chin against his collarbone, and kissed his earlobe, "see a doctor."

Ji Yi'an smiled, hugged her and pressed her back against the wall, rubbed her ears together, pressed her lips and tongue together, and then let go of her after a while: "Okay, treat the illness well, I'll go find you when I'm done."

He said it easily, but Song Chu knew what this separation meant.

Not sure if there will even be a chance to meet next time.

What Ji Yian will face is the extremely difficult Nugu Group, if his guess is correct, then it will be Gu Cinian.

He knew that Zheng Guoli was a policeman, but whether he also knew Ji Yian's true identity, all of this was uncertain.

Song Chu relaxed his body, like a cat that only recognizes its owner, rubbing against Ji Yi'an's chest: "Ji team..."

"Huh?" Ji Yian's voice was also soft.

"My flight tomorrow."

She will go back to Beijing tomorrow.

"Okay." Ji Yi'an said, "Go home and take care of your illness, stay healthy, early Song Dynasty."

"Yeah." She nodded, exerting more force on her hands, as if she wanted to crush herself into Ji Yi'an's body, "Live to see me, Captain."

Ji Yi'an smiled and rubbed her hair: "Don't worry, I won't die."

***

In the evening, Song Chu and Ji Yi'an went back to the residence together.

Originally, he planned to let Song Bu come over, anyway, there was still a vacant guest room, but Song Cheng was reluctant anyway, probably because he was afraid of embarrassment.

These days are too busy, the wedding photo painted by Song Chu is still hanging on the wall beside the bed, and there is no time to appreciate it for so many days.

Song Chu came out of the shower, wearing a white bathrobe, with a rope tied loosely around his waist, outlining a slender waist, his hair was wet, and the water kept falling.

"Come here." Ji Yi'an beckoned to her.

Song Chu sat down in front of him, with a large square scarf wrapped around her neck, covering her upper body.

Ji Yi'an took a pair of scissors in his hand, and combed Song Chu's wet hair smooth: "If it's broken, you can't blame me."

Song Chu laughed: "It's okay, you can cut whatever you want, and I have my face to support it."

Having said that, Ji Yi'an was still very serious when cutting, carefully trimming Song Chu's shoulder-length hair neatly, and also cutting a slight arc on both sides.

Song Chu's face shape is actually very suitable for this hairstyle. When she has no makeup, all the sharpness of her facial features will fade away. Her pupils are very bright and very beautiful, like a pair of clear deer eyes.

Ji Yian has seen many people whose eyes are still so clean after experiencing so much darkness, Song Chu is the first one.

This hairstyle makes Song Chu look younger.

Ji Yi'an put down the scissors, and took off the square scarf on Song Chu's body with a lot of stubble: "It's done."

Song Chu turned to look in the mirror: "Captain Ji, I don't know how many skills you have."

"It's my first haircut too." Ji Yi'an laughed, jokingly, "I'm retiring and teaching people to cut their hair."

He also swept the hair off the ground, and then put his arms around the little girl on the bed, and kissed her on the lips: "It's like hugging a minor."

Song Chu sneered lightly, bit down a row of tooth marks on Ji Yian's chin, and called out obediently: "Brother."

The voice was clear and crisp, and Ji Yian's heart itched like a hook.

"Hey, then your sister is really a tosser."

Song Chu opened his mouth lightly: "Ji team, I'm going back to Beijing tomorrow."

"Ah."

"I'll go back tomorrow." Song Chu repeated.

Hearing the meaning, Ji Yi'an propped his body up with his arms, and imprisoned Song Chu in his arms. He looked at her bluntly and nakedly, and Song Chu also looked back.

Ji Yi'an laughed softly, his voice was low: "Baby?"

"Let's do it." Song Chu said.

In the next second, the tether around her waist was untied, and the palms that were different from the delicate skin around her waist were closely attached to her skin. The body temperature was pressed against the heart through the flesh, and every beat made Song Chu feel satisfied.

"Yi'an..."

Unconsciously floating in desire, Song Chu called his name in a hoarse voice.

***

Before dawn, Song Chu woke up, and as soon as he moved his body, the hands on his waist followed closely.

She didn't know if Ji Yi'an had woken up, but she only noticed a warm kiss on the back of her neck.

Today is the time to go.

Song Chu couldn't let go of this place, not just Ji Yi'an, she couldn't let go of many people, everyone in the police force who went to life and death, she couldn't let go.

But she also knew that it was better not to stay here, she would distract Ji Yian.

And Ji Yi'an needs to devote himself to this vicious battle without any worries.

And Song Chu also needs to deal with himself, he needs to make himself better, and then wait for Ji Yian to come back.

Song Chu held Ji Yi'an's hand on his waist, interlocking his fingers.

The person behind woke up, but his voice was still hoarse: "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Can't sleep."

Ji Yi'an turned Song Chu over and hugged him face to face: "Don't worry about me."

"Well, I believe you."

"Good boy." Ji Yian kissed her forehead.

"I want to smoke a cigarette." Song Chu said.

Ji Yi'an smiled, and flicked her forehead with his fingers: "Smoking just after you praised you for being good?"

"Just one, the last one." Song Chu said with a smile, "I will quit smoking after I go back to see the doctor."

"it is good."

Ji Yi'an didn't stop her, sat up and picked out Song Chu's from the clothes that fell by the bed, took out a long and slender lady's cigarette for her, and lit the fire for her himself.

Song Chu was leaning on the head of the bed with no clothes on, the quilt was only covering his waist, his skin was dazzlingly white, he was holding a cigarette with his fingertips, smoking quietly.

"Ji team, I want to get married."

Ji Yi'an was stunned for a moment, but when he raised his eyes, he realized that Song Chu's eye sockets were already red.

He kissed her eyes, and tears trickled down his lips, salty.

"When I come back, I will marry you when I come back."

"Okay, it's a deal."

"It's a word."