investigative chronicle

Chapter 160 The sweetness that has not yet begun

The reason why Ji Si'an woke up that day was not because she figured it out, but because of the severe pain in her heart...

During that time, she had been trying to find out the reason for the inexplicable pain in her heart.Until I heard their conversation when I pretended to be asleep again.

"I heard that the anti-narcotics side destroyed a drug gang and implicated the city's largest logistics company... Should Liu Dong also be arrested?" Luo Li asked.

"How do you know?" Yuan Mu asked in surprise.

"It's all on the trending searches, how can I not know? Please, you usually go online too." Luo Li pouted.

"There are often fake news out of context on the Internet, and there are too many people who are malicious to the police. I am angry when I see it." Yuan Mu looked very lonely.

"This should be true. The Public Security Bureau of Chenghuang City has issued a notice. At least some news should be disclosed... I have no other intentions. I just don't like Liu Dong, and I always feel that Yu Na was killed by him."

"Liu Dong is very courageous... Helping a drug gang to transport drugs should be punished by death?" Meilin also wanted to know the details.

"Anyway, they are quite courageous. They have been in the city for many years. This time, they will definitely not let them go." Yuan Mu's words answered their questions in disguise.

"Has the murderer of Yu Na been found? Is it Liu Dong?" Meilin asked.

"It's not Liu Dong."

Yuan Mu's answer surprised Meilin and Luo Li.

"Liu Dong's logistics company helps drug cartels deliver drugs, and Luo You is their middleman. Because of the bug, Liu Dong wanted to send Yu Na abroad to avoid the limelight, but he didn't expect the other party to be worried. They tricked Yu Na into taking her away and imprisoning her." , trying to find the video. Unexpectedly, during this period, Yu Na died unexpectedly due to allergies..."

Yu Na's case is consistent with their previous reasoning, but the link of the murderer is somewhat different from what they thought.

"Chenghuang City Public Security Bureau has made such a great contribution, why are you not happy at all?" Luo Li asked seeing Yuan Mu's depression.

It occurred to me that the murderer who killed Sister Yuan Mu also escaped capture by hiding in this criminal group.Meilin lightly touched Luo Li to signal her to stop talking.

Seeing that they were silent, Yuan Mu knew that they had misunderstood.She looked at Ji Si'an, then at them, hesitated for a long time, and then said with a sob: "Chen Sen died."

"Who? Chen Sen?"

"The little bastard?"

Luo Li was the first to realize that Meilin didn't know much about this paragraph, but she understood something from the expressions of Luo Li and Yuan Mu.

"You said he was a sacrifice... Could it be that he was an undercover agent?"

After finishing their words, they all turned their gazes to Ji Si'an on the bed.

Xiao An's life was too bitter.

……

That's how it is...that's how it is...

It's not that he doesn't like me, but that he can't express his feelings openly...

Ji Si'an's heart seemed bitter yet sweet, after this thought passed, it was heart-piercing pain.

Recalling all kinds of past, the "scenery" of the container, the neat way when installing the bug, the keen feeling when she was followed, the embrace when she was kidnapped, and the illusion of being followed countless times...

How slow she is to not realize that she is protected and liked by others.

If...she was a little braver, just a little bit, would she be able to discover those hidden loves...would the ending be different...

In the days that followed, she was troubled by these thoughts... unable to speak... and unable to let go.

And Yuan Mu and the others also worked very hard to pretend in front of her.

For the sake of her eyes, she hid her mobile phone until the heat of the case passed.They carefully returned the phone to her.

Even so, they still pay attention to the pages she browses all the time, for fear that she will find something...

This was the first time that Ji Si'an was cared about so much.The company of her friends gave her some courage to live again.

……

It was late autumn when they came to the slope where they watched the stars again.After the vigorous spring and summer, everything began to decline...

The withered and yellow leaves crumbled crisply under her feet, and the birds singing cheerfully in the forest suddenly shut up because of her intrusion, and the surroundings fell into silence.

Ji Si'an stood on the soil slope, the distant mountains were like a daisy, and the nearby mountains were like a screen. The beautiful scenery was the same as when he first saw it.

She sat by the rock that she often came to, and the grass seeds burst in all directions because of her actions, and when the next spring came, it would be a new life.

This is what he told her...

They didn't know each other for a long time, and they spent even less time together, but these pasts seemed to be engraved in her mind, popping out inadvertently.Everywhere is his shadow.

When she was young, she didn't like to read "Book with Wife".Since you have already decided to die, why do you leave such an article... It is so touching, how can you let that woman live...

But now she hopes that Chen Sen can leave her a few words.

At least she should know his real name.

Does he really like her...

……

Ji Si'an lacked a sense of security since she was a child. Without his own confession, no matter what he did, she would not dare to confirm his intentions.

Sitting until the chill was everywhere, she wanted to get up and leave, and when she held on to the rock, she felt a tingling pain in her palm.She looked down, and a card was embedded in it.

She sat down again, not knowing whether it was the cold or other reasons, her hands were shaking badly, and it took a lot of effort to take out the card from the crack in the stone.

There are a few lines of small characters on the page printed with rose flowers, and it looks like the handwriting is Chen Sen's.

Xiaoan, I don't know if I should tell you.

I'm not afraid of being rejected, but I'm afraid that when you know, I'm gone.Rather than that, it's better not to know...

But I can't help it, and I'm not reconciled. I leave the book here. If you find it, it will be God's will.

I was one of the "many people who love you" that I said last time.

You have to believe that you are loved.

If I am safe this time, I hope I can tell you personally.

Ji Si'an's tears fell on the paper, blurring the roses on it.She held the card and cried uncontrollably.

This fool, the confession should be so cryptic.If she didn't know that the flower language of Qiangwei is also love, she would have to guess and guess.

……

After returning from the outside, Luo Li and Yuan Mu were anxiously waiting for her at home. It seemed that if she didn't come back, they were going to go out to find her.

Looking at his friend, Ji Si'an felt warm in his heart.After stepping forward to give them a hug, he said softly, "Take me to see Chen Sen."

The two froze for an instant, looking at each other, not knowing how to explain it to her.

"I just wanted to send him flowers. I know he sacrificed..."

Ji Si'an said this in a calm tone.

"When did you know?" Yuan Mu and the others couldn't be calm.

"At the beginning...in order not to worry you, I pretended to be asleep." She thought she had calmed down, but no matter how hard she tried to control when she said these words, tears kept falling.

Yuan Mu really didn't know how to comfort Ji Si'an, so he stepped forward and hugged her.

Chen Sen's tomb is very simple, with a blue and white stone tablet and a small stone seat. Except for the unique old apricot tree next to it, it is no different from other cemeteries.

"Can't you even have a name?" Ji Si'an asked while touching the blank space above.

"Well. For a job like his, his photos and names are kept secret, both during his lifetime and after his death."

Yuan Mu put the flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone.

"Why are yours roses?" Luo Li looked at the flowers in Ji Si'an's hands.

"Because the flower language of roses is beautiful love."

Ji Si'an bent down and placed the flowers in front of the grave.

……

The first snow of the city god came very early, Ji Si'an tightened his coat and hurried across the overpass.After surviving the harsh winter, it will be a warm spring. She wants to wait a little longer.

Before his real name is engraved on the tombstone, she is willing to wait a little longer...

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