Chapter 128: Extra 9

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  Since then, Son Dongyun has never received any information from Du Lin.

  Liang Ruikun hid the young police officer in a single-family garden built by himself. In an extremely harsh way, he sealed the news about Du Lin so tightly that he could only recover from the divided memories when he dreamed back at midnight. Among them, I saw the confused and painful eyes of the young man

  , which seemed like a bird that had been plucked of its feathers and locked in a high building.

  The black-haired young man who fell on Liang Ruikun's knees let out rapid breathing sounds one after another in the darkness,

  "Help me, Son Dongyun, help me, find me quickly."

  "I am here"

  Outside the nightmare, Son Dongyun suddenly woke up.

  He was in a somewhat shabby hotel.

  There is a rough document bag placed on the reddish-brown bedside table.

  The detective captain pursed his lips and his forehead was a little sweaty. He subconsciously put his hand on the document bag and breathed a sigh of relief after feeling the touch of parchment on his fingertips.

  This contains information about Du Lin's past and the news he has traveled to many cities one after another to find out.

  Liang Ruikun completely won the game.

  As a reward, all of Du Lin's identity information was erased in the image of a tough state machine

  . As a result, the young police officer became Liang Ruikun's property in terms of identity.

  No, there is actually another person.

  There is another person who can remember Du Lin, who can remember that handsome and flawless face, and who can remember the little moments he spent with him as if he were masochistically abusing himself.

  That is the criminal investigation captain Sun Dongyun.

  Before all the information in the police station was eliminated, Sun Dongyun used the special relationship of the Sun family to copy part of the content about Du Lin.

  "The people have been deceived, but I have not."

  "Even if everyone in the world gives up on you, I will stand on the opposite side of the world."

  "Whether it's a mantis blocking a car or walking at night with a candle, I knew it from the beginning. What is my promise to you?"

  The curtains were opened sharply, and in this old motel, the scattered dust in the air kept moving, choking the tip of the nose and throat as if there was a layer of sticky matter stuck in it. Glue-like membrane.

  Son Dongyun stood by the window without changing his expression.

  A little bit of sweeping.

  The man frowned, looking at the rising sunlight outside, the exotic domed buildings, and the even hotter wind.

  This is a small country in Northern Europe.

  After that referendum game, Liang Ruikun was very smart.

  He knew that always being high-profile would only attract the Interpol police from various countries to unite and point the finger at him.

  Therefore, he chose to lie dormant in the dark and moved the organization's base from China to other countries to slowly expand his power.

  It seemed to be silent.

  But Son Dongyun knew that the turmoil in Northern Europe during this period and the changes in power in those gray areas were inseparable from Liang Ruikun.

  Many people say that this is a demon from the east.

  The methods are cruel and sophisticated, almost firmly holding the brand of new European drugs in his own hands.

  "But I don't actually care about those things anymore. Whether it's rights or reputation, I don't care anymore. I just want to know where you are, Du Lin."

  Under the light yellow light, Sun Dongyun squeezed the document bag tightly with his fingers. Use your strength.

  So big that it almost pokes a hole there.

  After opening the document bag, there was a somewhat blurry photo inside.

  It was a landscape photo taken by a famous artist on Twitter.

  A very simple picture of a sunset, with a white-haired fisherman wearing a wide hat on the beach.

  In the lower left corner of the photo, in the open-air cafe across the street, a young man is wearing a clean and simple white shirt, holding a drink in his hand.

  He is smiling casually at the doting man next to him.

  It reminds me of a white butterfly that is unwilling to leave and flaps its wings slowly in the flowers nearby.

  Perhaps the smiling photographer's eyes were a little dizzy, making the photo blurry.

  Son Dongyun couldn't fully see this man's face. After checking, I found that the location of this photo is in this small country.

  But that keen intuition convinced him that this person must be Dulin.

  Who was that person sitting next to him?

  Is it Liang Ruikun who is holding his shoulder?

  Why do they suddenly have such an intimate atmosphere

  ? There is no sign of the coercer and the forced person at all.

  Sun Dongyun shook his head and suddenly expelled those messy thoughts from his mind.

  That's not the point now.

  He wanted to find Dulin as soon as possible.

  Sun Dongying cannot leave his post for too long, and the old man only gives him two months of grace.

  Two months later, he could only return to China alone, watching Du Lin sailing into the distance on a floating raft in the dark.

  "I must hurry up."

  Press the photo , Sun Dongyun's eyes darkened.

  The man cleaned up all the identifying information and hair he might have left in the hotel, put on his coat and walked downstairs.

  The white wind chimes outside the hotel rattled when the door was pushed open.

  "Du Lin" was actually a little skeptical about the identity of his lover given by Liang Ruikun.

  But the image Liang Ruikun has created now is really too good.

  Like a personable scholar.

  Liang Ruikun's identity when he came to this small Nordic country was because the country's customs force academy invited him to give lectures, which indirectly helped the man shape his positive image.

  This terrible criminal consultant told Du Lin with a smile that he planned to clear his name.

  In addition to the business of smuggling pharmaceuticals and some intertwined gray forces, part of the industry has shifted to a more transparent zone.

  When asked about the reason, Liang Ruikun just smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to gently scratch Du Lin's cheek.

  A very ordinary and a bit doting gesture

  "Because I have almost grasped everything that should be grasped. I have never thought about walking in the light. I only want to be a night walker in the dark, playing with human nature."

  "I don't care about my life or death, but Dulin, I care about you."

  "I don't want you to watch you being shot and wounded by the detective captain in front of me like you did before. Dulin, I almost thought I I can't see you anymore."

  Yes, I almost thought I would never see you after that death on the high seas.

  Liang Ruikun looked at Du Lin with deep pupils. He didn't know what he was thinking of. It was like a heavy fog that had been buried for a long time and refused to dissipate. He

  rubbed Du Lin's hair vigorously. Men,

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