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Chapter 54 Who the hell is he! (4)
Ye Jia looked at him deeply, and suddenly felt that this man, apart from his similar voice, had nothing in common in appearance or expression.

She suddenly became a little angry.

"Fu Zhiyan..." She called out his name word by word, "Don't...too much."

Thinking about it day and night, tossing and turning, she was going crazy, and he didn't recognize her.

"Fu Zhiyan..." He whispered the name with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly said, "Ah, I remembered, it was the policeman who died in Luoyan River a year ago."

"I remember... At that time, I also participated in a carnival party. You didn't even know it. During that time, it was like Chinese New Year. The whole world celebrated together!"

The teacup in Ye Jia's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and the corners of her mouth began to tremble...

"Celebrate... What are you celebrating?" Her voice was terribly low.

Qin Jin sneered: "Of course it's... an eyesore, he's finally going to hell!"

He said, I will not go to hell.

Who goes to hell?

Ye Jiateng stood up, pointed at the door and shouted at him, "Get lost!"

He's not Fu Zhiyan...it can't be!
Tang Bao didn't understand her mother's sudden madness, so Qin Jin put his hands on her back, comforted her gently, and then picked her up and put her on the sofa: "Uncle is gone, remember in the future, you can't arrest anyone Call Dad!"

Tang Bao blinked and blinked, with a look of nostalgia, and pulled his sleeve, his face drooped, and he was about to cry again.

"Fu Xiang, let go." Ye Jia scolded.

Tang Bao gritted his teeth and finally let go.

"Dad." She called again tremblingly, crying out.

Qin Jin paused, but finally made up his mind and walked out of the gate.

Looking back at Ye Jia: "By the way, since you are also interested in me, then things will be easy to handle. We will keep in touch in the future. Remember, my name is Qin Jin."

Ye Jia closed the door forcefully, panting heavily with her back to the door, Tang Bao was still crying, which disturbed her, and reprimanded: "Don't cry! You idiot!"

You idiot, talk about her, talk about yourself too!

How could she treat such a hooligan as him and invite him into the house? Is she crazy?
Tang Bao cried even louder. Fu Shi came down the stairs, ran to Tang Bao, and pulled her up from the ground: "Stop crying, go upstairs and play games with brother."

Fu Shi took the soup bag upstairs and looked back at Ye Jia. Ye Jia was sitting on the ground along the wall, his eyes were empty...

The feeling of losing hope is very uncomfortable.

She must have missed him so much.

definitely is.

Fu Zhiyan clutched his chest, that kind of pain was not landslides and ground cracks, but lingering, entangled repeatedly. He loved his daughter, and she loved her even more.

By the way, there is also a son who is said to be a genius.

The genius didn't see it, but it's a little annoying!

But it doesn't matter, the son can protect his mother and be obedient enough, so that's good, he is very happy, so happy that he is about to cry.God knows how much he wanted to hug her and their little daughter all these years.

As soon as he walked out of the block, he saw Ji Nanqing coming out of the coffee shop from a distance.

"There is telepathy between father and daughter." She walked with him for a while and came to the river, "No wonder she recognized you at a glance."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence..." His eyes were full of tenderness, "My daughter...she's not smart."

The setting sun dyed his skin a honey color.

Ji Nanqing had never seen him show such an expression, a man who was harder than iron, his face was cracked and his bones were seen, but he could still walk more than ten kilometers of mountain roads, and he gave himself medicine without even groaning. , there will be such tender moments.

Ji Nanqing suppressed the faint pain in his heart, and asked, "Since you don't dare to recognize each other, why do you want to provoke me?"

"Brother Hui and the others saw what happened that night. They must know that this woman is under my control now, otherwise...they will help me."

This explanation is reasonable.

Ji Nanqing understood that if he had no other choice, he would never...appear in front of her in his current form.

How much he loves his wife, Ji Nanqing can't imagine, but how much self-discipline a man can have, every time Ji Nanqing thinks about it, his face burns.

She felt that she was not so ugly that people complained, and she also knew that Qin Jin was not a monk who had no desires.

But no matter how she hints or seduces, she can't succeed, not just her, any woman, whether she is dressed or not, is nothing in his eyes.

It wasn't until later that she saw Tang Baohua's father and guessed that the woman who cooked delicious food was probably the proprietress of Zhiweixuan that he often said in his mouth, she gradually understood.

What is... a lifetime of a pair.

Fu Zhiyan is dead!

She is still so young, what she has to do now is not to find a man quickly and marry again?
But she still came, a young and beautiful single woman with two children, like a warrior rushing to the battlefield...

What is she doing here?court death?

The whole world thinks that Fu Zhiyan is dead, but she still firmly believes that she is still alive... With this obsession, she has the courage to live with difficulty in this world.

Like a miracle, no?

Ji Nanqing suddenly felt that the love hidden deep in his heart was nothing compared to her, so he asked himself, if she were Ye Jia, would she dare to leave everything behind and come to such a dangerous Nancheng, looking for a love that is even more distant than a mirage? Hopefully, the answer is hard to say.

"If I get dumped like this, I will lose face." Ji Nanqing smiled wryly.

"Xiao Nan, thank you for this year." Qin Jin pulled down the brim of his hat, "But the next actions may become more and more dangerous. Now is just an opportunity, and you should quit."

A man who is affectionate to a woman is bound to be unfeeling to all women.

Ji Nanqing had already made up his mind about this, from the moment he fell in love with him.

"Okay, I see." She turned around gracefully, and waved her hand with her back to him, "Good luck, Captain Fu."

Unbelievable tears, forget it...

It was late at night, and Qin Jin got into a narrow and dark alley, and entered a small three-story building, hidden in the darkness. Not long after, there were steady footsteps and humming in the corridor. In good spirits.

When Mu Chen saw Qin Jin, he was so frightened that he almost threw out the appetizers in his hands. He trembled unexpectedly, opened his mouth and cursed: "You son of a bitch, hide here to scare me! Tired of work, aren't you! "

In the dim light of the corridor, the scar on Qin Jin's face looked ferocious like a ghost.

"Mu Chen, it's me." As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Chen was caught off guard and took several steps back, almost avoiding falling down the stairs.

In the cramped and aggrieved single dormitory, a single lamp lit up into the night.

Mu Chen knelt in front of him like this, no matter how hard he pulled, he didn't get up, he arched his back and cried like a big boy.

This is a bit embarrassing.

"Captain Fu...I didn't expect you...to be alive...I'm so...so happy!"

"Can you get up first, what about your quality?"

Men don't cry easily, let alone in their line of work, they can't have too much emotion, and they have to be bearish when dealing with life and death, otherwise they can't do a good job if they hold back all their energy.

Mu Chen was still crying, his body was twitching, and he couldn't calm down.

"Captain Fu...I'm so blind that I didn't recognize you, and I handcuffed you...as if...as if I beat you!"

There is such a thing, the last time they raided the bar, several of Brother Nine's subordinates were brought back to the bureau, and they suffered a lot.

"Captain Fu... If you come back, for the sake of my hard work and dedication to my post for so many years, don't you give me little shoes? Woooooo—"

Qin Jin raised his forehead, so he was worried about this.

"Okay." Qin Jin kicked Mu Chen, "Get up quickly, don't make me say it a second time."

Mu Chen stood up and still hugged him vigorously: "I'm so happy that you are still alive!"

"Pay attention to quality." Qin Jin patted him on the back in disgust.

Mu Chen warmed a bottle of wine, made a few side dishes, and served them to Qin Jinman. The two chatted for a while, and told about what happened in the past year.

"Qin Jian died in the Yanjiang River to save me." He picked up his glass and drank it down. "It rained a lot that night. I climbed up from the river covered in blood. I wanted to go home and miss her." ..."

"But, no." He lowered his head and smiled helplessly, his eyes were very drunk and foggy, "I haven't finished my work, I can't go back..."

"Captain Fu." Mu Chen tightened his grip on the cup, "Captain Fu, you have done...enough in these years. Even if you retire at this time, no one will dare to say anything!"

"I, Fu Zhiyan, have never cared about other people's opinions."

"Then... what about Ye Jia?" Mu Chen looked at his face, "Does she know what you look like now?"

Qin Jin slowly closed his eyes. After a long time, he murmured: "I've seen her before. She recognized my voice, but not my face. It's my daughter..." There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth .

"Did the wound on your face also come from that time?" Mu Chen looked at him, heartbroken. The former Fu Zhiyan was so handsome and energetic, yet he was so ferocious and terrifying...

Qin Jin touched his cheeks: "Some of them were scratched by glass shards when the car rolled off the cliff. This big scar was cut by myself."

As soon as these words came out, the wine glass in Mu Chen's hand fell to the ground inadvertently.

The scar that spanned the entire face was actually... made by him!
He felt like his heart was about to twitch...

After a long time, I only choked out a few words: "Captain Fu...why bother!"

"So many times, my closest teammates have not recognized me, and others... are even less likely to recognize me."

including drug dealers.

Mu Chen stared at Fu Zhiyan for a long time, and finally said: "Undercover work, no one is better than you, Captain Fu."

"What I'm going to say next, you have to memorize every word clearly. This is the track of the recent activities of Brother Jiu's drug trafficking group. I feel that there will be a big operation in a short time."

Mu Chen quickly brought a pen and paper, and meticulously recorded everything Qin Jin said.

He didn't even have time to be amazed, so many details, including the appearance, characteristics, division of labor, and personality of everyone in the group, he could clearly feel and remember them firmly.

He is indeed the best undercover agent!
"I will contact you directly in the future. Similarly, there are people in the police station that I can't trust, so don't tell anyone about me, including Ye Jia." Before leaving, he said to him.

Mu Chen was puzzled: "Captain Fu, what do you mean, there are...?"

"Ninth brother seems to know a lot of situations well, so I have doubts, but I didn't catch the evidence. In short, it's better to be careful."

(End of this chapter)