Breaking Through The Clouds

Chapter 119

"Criminal investigation, anti-drug, anti-smuggling, anti-terrorism, and even the entire public security department, all battlefields are a contest between faith and oneself in the end."

"It'll be best for you not to leave Jianning for a while; please cooperate with our investigation as much as possible, and we will also pay attention to protect your safety. Needless to say, I'm really sorry Vice-captain Yan, you know that all this is part of the procedure... "

The iron door slammed shut behind him, and the sound echoed in the empty corridor for a long time.

Yan Xie slowly walked to the end of the corridor. By the window sill in front of the corridor, the backlit figure of Chief Lu with his hands behind his back could be seen, overlooking the boundless sea of ​​gray clouds at the end of the sky.

"You came out," Chief Lu said casually when he heard the footsteps, "Look at your wretched appearance; go home and take a pomelo-leaf water bath!"

Yan Xie was still wearing the attire of the day he was arrested; a black slim-fit jacket and shirt, with jeans of the same color and high-ankle boots. His shirt was already wrinkled, but he didn't look sluggish; on the contrary, his dark eyebrows and eyes were somewhat in line with the vicissitudes and seriousness of his age.

"Is Old Fang awake?" he asked.

Chief Lu did not answer.

"......" Yan Xie sighed and said, "I want to see Qin Chuan."

Chief Lu raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Okay, I'll arrange for you to meet in the interrogation room in half an hour. During this half hour, you can take a shower, change clothes, smoke a cigarette, have a meal, or..." He pointed across the road through the glass window and said meaningfully, "Look at how your favorite car is repaired."

Outside the city bureau gate, a brand-new shiny silver-gray G65 was parked quietly on the side of the street, attracting the attention of pedestrians.

A slight smile finally appeared in Yan Xie's eyes.

.........

The lights in the G65 were opened, and Jiang Ting was leaning on the back seat wearing a mask and playing online chess while drinking tea comfortably. He raised his head, only to see Yan Xie, wrapped in the cold wind, get into the car and slam the door shut.

"Hey, you came out." Jiang Ting quit the chess game: "I bought you pomelo leaves... um!"

Yan Xie reached out and took him into his arms, pulled off his mask, and lowered his head to kiss him.

It was like his heart finally fell back into his chest, and the treasure that was once lost was finally found-the pearl shining in the dim light. Yan Xie pressed Jiang Ting onto the spacious and soft back seat, kissing from the lips and tongue to the tip of the nose, from the delicate and cold skin to the unhealed scars. The hot breath penetrated the blood vessels, making him shiver in the cold weather.

"Thank you." Yan Xie buried his face in Jiang Ting's neck and muttered, "Thank you."

Jiang Ting seemed a little amused: "Thank you?"

-Thank you for being here, at least until the end, and standing by my side.

"It's nothing. Thank you for the bowl of pork and leek dumplings that someone sent to me last night; the has now become a ." Yan Xie indiscriminately pressed Jiang Ting in front of the one-sided window and said arrogantly and unreasonably: "Don't move and let me do it to comfort my injured body and the broken heart..."

"It was me who was physically injured, and those were just boiled vegetables!"

"Where are you injured, wasn't it just your face? It doesn't matter, I am responsible for it. Even if you are out of shape, I will not dislike you. The diamond ring, the wedding, and the honeymoon-there will be everything. You can ask for the betrothal gift at will..."