The Shadow of the Wind

The nose and the tip of the nose are full of sweet and rich flour flavor, as if they want to taste it, the two slowly approach each other's lips at the same time, touching at that moment.

"The smell of flour is so strong..." Zuoqiu Yang muttered, then he seemed to think of something, and then slowly left the man's lips: "Father, it's time for us to eat dumplings!"

Zuo Qiujie couldn't laugh or cry when he heard that: "Yang Yang, do you still remember that there are dumplings?"

"Of course, Yang Yang still remembers that Dad likes to put vinegar in his dumplings." Zuoqiu Yang went to the pot and opened it to have a look. After confirming that it was ready to eat, he skillfully turned off the fire and served.Zuoqiu Jie then put a small amount of vinegar in the condiment plate, and the two of them came to the dining table and began to enjoy it.

Chewing delicious food tacitly, the warm taste warmed the stomach, and with the slightly sour vinegar, the right taste made both of them smile from the bottom of their hearts.

This made Zuoqiu Yang feel that it would be nice for the two of them to spend the holidays at home.

****

Chu House is also full of New Year's atmosphere, but it is the first time to celebrate the New Year in such a serious manner. This is also thanks to the leadership of Fu Shui and Song Yanchu. Originally, only Fu Shui made a fuss, and it was just a meal with the family. Now, with the efforts of Song Yanchu He actually started to get some bright red things and posted them all over the house, and the solemn room instantly became beaming.

Chu Cheng couldn't find Song Yanchu since the afternoon. He asked everywhere and found the kitchen all the way.

The chef dedicated to the Chu family was skillfully preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. Everyone stopped their work when they saw the second young master in casual attire.

"You keep busy." Chu Cheng nodded lightly.

Everyone got orders and continued to work. Chu Cheng searched for Song Yanchu's whereabouts everywhere in the huge kitchen, and suddenly found the figure of the man in a corner, walked over helplessly and hugged him: "Go back."

"But I want to cook." Song Yanchu turned his head and looked at Chu Chengyan pitifully.

"It's dirty all over, go back to the room to take a shower and change clothes, it's time to eat." Chu Cheng patted Song Yanchu's head and coaxed softly.

"I want to cook something delicious for you." Song Yanchu still said with a troubled expression on his face.

"I'll do it tomorrow, I'm too tired today." Chu Cheng continued to coax, and suddenly a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he continued, "I remember you said that you like to cook for the people you like."

"Yes, so I will cook for you." Song Yanchu nodded and said seriously.

"But there are so many people eating tonight, are they all people you like?" Chu Cheng stared at Song Yanchu with burning eyes.

Song Yanchu tilted his head thinking about Chu Cheng's question, he suddenly laughed and said, "Oh~ Xiao Su is jealous?"

"Well, I'm jealous." Chu Cheng didn't hide it, and took it for granted, "You can only cook for me."

"Okay." Song Yanchu was simple-minded, and was easily persuaded by Chu Cheng. He happily put down the work in hand and jumped into Chu Cheng's arms, "Xiao Su Hug."

"No hug." Chu Cheng curled his mouth lightly, put his hands on his chest, and teased the kid in front of him.

"Why?" Song Yanchu tilted his head and asked curiously like a baby.

"It's all dirty, what should I do if I get my clothes dirty?"

"Then I'll wash your clothes for you." Song Yanchu happily didn't know what he had promised, and still happily rubbed against Chu Cheng, "Xiao Su, come and hug~"

"Okay, I'll wait for you to help me with the laundry." Chu Cheng laughed triumphantly, and held the little friend in his arms with one hand, and left the kitchen with the baby who was grinning from ear to ear.

The rest of the group of chefs who were ashamed were cooking in a state of silence.

☆、Chapter 36

Besides, Chu Xi and Zuo Qiuyan here came to Chu's house hand in hand, and what they saw was a happy New Year's Eve scene.

Chu Xi swallowed, poked Zuo Qiuyan beside him and said, "It's just New Year's Day, do you need to be so serious?"

Zuo Qiuyan shrugged: "There are so many people, it's lively."

"Ya Butterfly, I thought...uh, Dad, haha, happy new year." Chu Xi was just about to say, when he saw Chu Ning coming, he immediately showed his Oscar-winning actor skills and put on an equally enthusiastic appearance.

Both he and Zuo Qiuyan are lazy people who don't care about festivals. For several years at home, Zuoqiu Yan dragged the holidays around. Tet phobia stuff.So the two looked at each other, Chu Xi blinked, Zuo Qiuyan shrugged, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and then they approached tacitly, one put his arms around the waist of the other, and the other hooked the shoulders of the other, and then walked to the dining table, everyone was also to start.

"The young couple are very affectionate." Fu Shui smiled and brought the dishes cooked by himself, "Xi'er, come and taste this."

Chu Xi took a piece of fish-flavored eggplant and ate it happily, and he didn't forget to feed Zuoqiu Yan who was beside him.Since it was a year-end meal and a family reunion, everyone was not as silent as usual, and they all let go of their voices and talked loudly.

"Who is Xiao Zuo?" Chu Kong asked.

"Local." Zuoqiu Yan smiled.

"Where do you live in Jingzhou?" Chu You continued.

"Shangyuan Apartment, Xiguo District."

There was indeed a flat there, which was originally Gu Zhen's property. It was an ordinary three-bedroom and one-living room gifted to Zuoqiu's family back then, and it was euphemistically called a shelter from the wind.

"Where are the parents?"

"It's gone." Zuo Qiuyan said calmly, he had repeated such words many times, and he was as proficient as the truth.It was a bit uncomfortable and weird at first, but that's how it goes over time.

The temporarily cooled atmosphere on the table was immediately warmed up by Chu Xi's eyes. He took a piece of braised pork and handed it to Zuo Qiuyan's mouth and said softly: "My wife, ah—" By the way, he gave the other party a gloomy wink: He kept talking about this guy's incomprehensible style, and it was at this time that he remembered that the other party was only 20 years old, and he was still his cousin.

Zuo Qiuyan bit it down with a chuckle, and did not forget to praise the chef's cooking skills, which quickly warmed up the atmosphere.

The family dinner ended lively, and under the supervision of Zuo Qiuyan and Chu Ning, Chu Xi rarely drank too much alcohol.

As a father, Chu Ning looked at his son hanging on his lover like a child, and showed a helpless smile: "Xi'er, can you rest when you are tired?"

Chu Xi's eyeballs rolled and rolled, and he didn't know what kind of idea he said: "I want to go out for a drive and play with the ten-level car shock."

"Uh." Chu Ning shook his head while holding his forehead, and smiled at Zuo Qiuyan with a calm expression.

"En." Zuo Qiuyan nodded calmly, put his arms around Chu Xi's waist and walked towards the door with a half hug, and at the same time said to the people in the room: "Come back later."

The two drove the Bentley towards the Yongjie River in Jingzhou—the Yongjie River, which was ridiculed by the citizens as the Yongjie River, is the river of life that has traversed the city for thousands of years.The cold wind on the river just woke up Chu Xi, who was sluggish on the car seat. He slightly opened his eyes and looked at the scenery in front of him: "It's unlucky to come to the Yongjie River just for a drive. I heard that many people were flooded. Humans and water ghosts all sank to the ground, and they went down to eat one by one, but now that it's frozen, it's okay."

"If you talk too much nonsense, it will become nonsense." Zuoqiu Yan said.

"But I'm afraid of talking about it once." Chu Xi said sonorously and forcefully, as if he remembered that he used this plot to tease Zuoqiu repeatedly in the past, and tried it repeatedly.

The car stopped by the bridge, from here you can see Jingzhou EYE in the distance and the towering buildings in the urban area. Although this kind of uniform urban pattern is not aesthetically pleasing, it is not important at the moment, and all the scenery is better than that. But the car happy together.

*****

After Chu Xi and Zuo Qiuyan left, Song Yanchu's cell phone rang suddenly, he looked down at the call, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, he said hello and left the restaurant to answer the phone.

"dad....."

"Chu Chu, today is the holiday, don't you plan to come back to spend the holiday with your parents?" The other party was Song Changxin with a somewhat reproachful tone.

"I...I won't go back..." Song Yanchu lowered his head, although he felt guilty, since he decided to be with Xiao Su, he naturally had to give up some things.

"What did you say?!" Song Changxin's astonished tone shocked Song Yanchu.

"Father, I'm sorry, I'm eating at Xiaosu's house." It was the first time that Song Yanchu went against his father's words, and replied firmly.

"Chuchu, you don't want your parents, you have your brother?"

"No, I just... I want to be with Xiao Su." Song Yanchu also became anxious and quickly explained.

"But today is the holiday, you don't go home, what is that?"

"But..." Song Yanchu retorted weakly, he had never tried to talk to his father so rebelliously.

"Okay, I see." Song Changxin said coldly and hung up the phone suddenly.

Song Yanchu stared blankly at the phone. This was the first time his family members hung up on him like this. He hurriedly called back, but the person who had just connected hung up the phone.

"Hello, the phone you dialed is currently on the phone..."

"Yanchu..." Chu Chengcheng's worried voice came from behind him.

Song Yanchu turned around in shock, still smiling and said, "What's wrong?"

"I heard everything." Chu Cheng walked slowly to Song Yanchu's side.

"It's okay, let's go eat." Song Yanchu shrugged, and then pulled Chu Cheng to go to the restaurant.

"I'll accompany you home." Chu Cheng said suddenly.

"No, Xiao Su definitely wants to stay at home with his parents." Song Yanchu shook his head and said.

"Don't do this." Chu Cheng hugged Song Yanchu distressedly, the other party always put him Chu Cheng first, no matter how he corrected him, Yanchu was still like this.

"It's okay." Song Yanchu laughed stiffly, and patted Chu Cheng's back to comfort him.

"Love is not a matter of one person, nor is it a person's contribution. I will not make it difficult for you."

"No embarrassment..."

"Nonsense, are you disobedient?" Chu Cheng interrupted solemnly, his eyes filled with distress.

An interruption made Song Yanchu stunned, and then the long suppressed emotions found a place to vent, and the voice came out of Chu Cheng's arms weakly: "My father is angry... what should I do..."

"I'll go back with you, and I'll explain to your father that nothing will happen." Chu Cheng frowned, with a bit of imperceptible panic and worry in his expression.

【Song Family】

The car stopped directly at the entrance of Song Family's courtyard, and the security guards immediately surrounded the car, and Song Yanchu got out of the car in a panic and hurriedly said, "Xiao Zhao, it's me."

"Ah? Young Master?" With a startled voice, more than a dozen security guards retreated one after another.

"Yanchu, don't worry, I'm here." Chu Cheng held Song Yanchu's hand tightly, and just like that pulled him into the door of Song's house.

Song Yanchu seemed a little excited after not going home for a long time, this is the place where he grew up, every place has his childhood memories, full of laughter.During this time, he could only see his parents and brother in the hospital.

"Young master?" The maid was surprised when she saw Song Yanchu. The young master had been away from home for a long time, but he came back today.

"A Ling, where is my father?" Song Yanchu asked awkwardly.

"Master and Mrs. are eating in the restaurant."

"Okay, thank you." Song Yanchu nodded his thanks.

After the maid left, Song Yanchu looked at Chu Cheng in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Chu Cheng smiled comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, just explain clearly."

"En." Song Yanchu nodded and led Chu Cheng all the way to the restaurant.

Turning left and right finally came to the restaurant, and the two of them felt a sense of oppression when they walked in, and the low-pressure air flow was from Song Changxin.

"Uncle Song, Aunt Song." Chu Cheng first nodded politely and greeted him.

Song Changxin raised his head, looked at Chu Cheng for a few seconds, and then lowered his head.

"Chuchu is back, and there is Xiaocheng." Lin Yunlu happily walked in front of Song Yanchu, missing her little son very much.

"Mom, Happy New Year's Day." Song Yanchu happily embraced Lin Yunlu.

"Chu Cheng." Song Yanmo also came over with a friendly smile, followed by his wife Situ Wu.

"Song Yanmo." Chu Cheng also nodded politely, showing a faint smile.

"Brother! Sister-in-law!" Song Yanchu looked up at Song Yanmo and Situ Wu.

"Cough, cough, cough..." A very uncomfortable fake cough drew the attention of the crowd.

Everyone turned their attention to the head of the family in unison.

"Father..." Song Yanchu hesitantly called out.

"Aren't you not coming back? Why, are you here to take pity on me, an old man?" Song Changxin said sourly while eating vegetables in his hands.

"No!" Song Yanchu was anxious to run over, but Chu Cheng quickly grabbed Song Yanchu's wrist and led him to Song Changxin.

"Uncle Song, please don't blame Yan Chu, this time I didn't think carefully, please forgive me." Chu Cheng apologized.

"Ahem..." Song Changxin glanced at Chu Cheng, and still fake coughed a few times.

"I can stay with Yanchu in Song's house in the future, but please don't stop me from being with Yanchu." Chu Cheng's expression was firm, and he spoke cleanly without any hesitation.

"Xiao Cheng, are you going to be the visiting son of our Song family?" Song Changxin said slowly.

"It's okay, no matter what, Song Yanchu is mine anyway, and this will not change." Chu Cheng's expression was serious, without a hint of joke, "It's my fault that I didn't come back with Yanchu in time for today's holiday, and I will definitely not do it in the future." That's what happens."

"I see..." Song Changxin still had a half-smile expression.

"Dad, stop pretending." Song Yan couldn't stand it any longer, and a deep voice knocked Song Changxin down.

"Mo, don't talk." Song Changxin said awkwardly.

"Dad, aren't you just unhappy that Yanchu didn't go home for the holidays? Yanchu is also home now, what are you still struggling with?" Song Yanmo pierced Song Changxin's disguise, and he walked towards Chu Chengdao, "Chu Cheng, I Dad doesn't want to stop you and Yan Chu, it's just that the old urchin lost his temper."

"Who's an old urchin, don't talk nonsense at the end."

"Mo, don't treat your father like this." Lin Yunlu also tugged at the corner of Song Yanmo's clothes nervously.

"Dad, don't scare Yanchu and Chu Cheng." Song Yanmo said again.

"Okay, it's like I did something heinous." Song Changxin rolled his eyes. He stared at Chu Cheng for a long time, and walked around Chu Cheng a few times as if he was looking at a commodity. , "It really is Chu You's son, really good."

Chu Cheng was not angry either, and let Song Changxin look at him calmly.

"Xiao Cheng, my Chuchu family is a man, so I can't help your family give birth to a son." Song Changxin's eyes became clear.

"I know, but I love him, that's enough." Chu Cheng replied.

"It's been a long time, love is actually very cheap, and you'll get tired of it in a few years, plus your outstanding appearance and family background, as long as you talk, people who are willing to come in and be your wife can probably make a circle around Jingzhou. "Song Changxin pressed on step by step, and finally added, "Even if you want a man, you won't be short of it."

"Even if I promise to only love Yanchu now, you won't believe it." Chu Cheng looked at Song Yanchu and continued with a gentle smile, "But time will tell."

"Also, you know that Chuchu had an illness when she was a child..." Song Chang pointed out.

"I know, I don't mind." Chu Cheng said calmly.

Song Changxin stared at this man with a strong and oppressive aura. Although he did not discriminate against homosexuals, he was really worried that his innocent young son would follow Chu Cheng like this. Although this Chu Cheng in front of him looked undoubtedly an excellent person, the two Between two men, without the shackles of marriage, can it really last for a long time?

"I know what Uncle Song is worried about. You can rest assured that I will protect Yan Chu very well." Chu Cheng explained Song Changxin's worries in one word.

"Sit down and eat something. Even if you ate just now, you can drink some soup." Song Changxin changed the subject and calmly asked Chu Cheng and Song Yanchu to sit down.

"Father?" Song Yanchu finally found his voice and called out uncertainly.

"Chuchu, do you know that you have to go home often in the future?" Song Changxin said to Song Yanchu with a soft tone.

"Huh? Does Dad agree with me and Xiao Su?" Song Yanchu asked suspiciously.

"Silly boy, I'm just worried that you will be cheated by those dandies, now it seems that Xiao Cheng should be a good person." Song Changxin looked at Song Yanchu lovingly and said.

"Xiao Su is very good. He never speaks to me loudly, doesn't hit me and doesn't scold me." Song Yanchu happily began to count Chu Cheng's good.

"In the future, remember to go home often, and don't forget your parents when you have a sweetheart." Song Changxin blamed.

"I'm sorry...I swear I will never do it again!" Song Yanchu seriously swore.

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, let's eat." Song Changxin sighed and greeted his family to eat.

The dining table in the Song family returned to its usual relaxed and happy atmosphere. With Song Yanchu's occasional joyous laughter, and the occasional bickering between Song Yanmo and Song Changxin, the atmosphere became warm and harmonious.

【Zuoqiu House】

An exquisite silver dragon necklace was held in the palm of the hand, and the lifelike sculpture was like a real dragon leaping, glowing with the color of the noble royal family under the light.

When Zuoqiu Yang saw this thing, he felt unusually familiar, like an old thing he had known for a long time, without any discomfort at all, and immediately liked it very much: "Dad, is this?"

"My father brought this necklace when I was a child, but I didn't take it out because I went to the military school." Zuo Qiujie rubbed it with some nostalgia—this necklace is not perfect, and some mottled traces tell the truth about it. Experienced wind, frost, rain and snow, thunderbolt and thunder.

"Is Dad going to give it to me?" Zuoqiu Yang blinked expectantly.

Zuo Qiujie untied it, and stepped forward to tie it on for the young man himself. The silver necklace hung on the wheat-colored skin, and the scales on the silver dragon between the collarbones were somewhat worn away, just like the historical relics that no one knows. , No matter how archaeologists polish and speculate, they still cannot understand the true meaning.

"Bai Yang is very nice to wear." Zuo Qiujie stared blankly at the young man in front of him, with a joyful smile on his handsome and innocent face, and focused on the silver chain around his neck.This scene seemed very familiar, in his somewhat chaotic thoughts at the moment it was dimly lit up like a bright light, and some unreal scenes suddenly emerged.

"I really like it." Zuoqiu Yang stroked the silver chain with his hand, and then muttered with some self-blame: "But I didn't even have time to prepare a New Year's gift for Dad."

"Yang Yang has prepared dumplings, a very good gift." Zuo Qiujie comforted him by gently pinching his face.

"No, this needs to be made up." Zuoqiu Yang said seriously, and began to think about what to give: "I will give Dad a present on New Year's Eve."

"it is good."

In about half an hour now, the New Year's bell is about to ring.The two of them no longer paid attention to the time, Zuoqiujie was attacked by Xiao Mianyang as soon as he came out of the bathroom, picked him up and stepped into the room.

At such a time, Xiao Mian looks more like a wolf cub.

To some extent, Zuoqiu Yang is indeed a wolf cub.

There are dark factors of the former mafia leader and female spy in the blood. Even though some things have disappeared under the care of more than 20 years, the possessiveness and domineering engraved in the bones seem to still exist.

At this moment, the mobile phone suddenly remembered, and the piercing ringtone caught him off guard.

Zuoqiu Yang was interrupted, turned his head and looked at the mobile phone on the bedside table with some dissatisfaction: "Dad, your..."

Zuo Qiujie wanted to get up a little shyly, but was grabbed by the young man and turned down, maintaining the inserted position and placed him on the side of the bedside table.

Zuo Qiujie picked up the phone and looked at the call, then immediately picked it up: "Deputy Cheng...what's wrong?"

"Director, there was an explosion in the Metropolitan Police Department!! Come quickly!!"

【Chu House】

The night of the festival is naturally a warm time for couples. Chu Cheng and Song Yanchu just returned home after taking a shower, and then hugged each other warmly and watched a movie on the bed.

"By the way, Xiao Su, I have prepared a New Year's gift for you." Song Yanchu blinked mysteriously.

"Oh?" Chu Cheng raised his eyebrows, and his tone was a little brisk.

"I'll get it." As Song Yanchu said, he lifted the quilt like a gust of wind, took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from the cabinet, and returned to Chu Cheng.Just like that day on the top of Mount Tai, he felt a little uneasy, and carefully handed the gift box to Chu Cheng, full of nervousness.

Chu Cheng smiled softly. He unwrapped the beautifully packaged gift. It was unexpectedly a glass bottle, and the bottle was filled with colorful paper stars and a few rolled up notes. It was a very simple gift. .This is the most ordinary object, but at this moment in Chu Cheng's hands, it is invaluable, even more precious than the cultural relics in the museum.

"I can only fold stars." Song Yanchu looked at Chu Cheng guiltily, "And you don't lack anything, I don't know what to give."

"Have the stars been given to others?" Chu Cheng smiled and held Song Yanchu's hand tightly.

Song Yanchu shook his head nervously, his dark deer-like eyes were full of earnestness: "Only for you."

"Okay, the stars can only be given to me." Chu Cheng hugged the person in his arms tightly, and Song Yanchu's domineering words made Song Yanchu stay in his arms obediently.

"You are so overbearing." Song Yanchu suddenly murmured.

Chu Cheng laughed out loud, and he pinched Song Yanchu's chin: "Doesn't Doctor Song like it? Don't you want to?"

"No, no, I like it, I am willing!" Song Yanchu hurriedly kissed Chu Cheng's cheek.

"I like it very much, thank you." Chu Cheng looked tenderly at the person in his arms.

"You're welcome." Song Yanchu also politely replied.

Chu Cheng was taken aback, hugged the person in his arms and laughed heartily. The laughter echoed in this quiet room, seeming so illusory and unreal.

At this time, the phone vibrated slightly abruptly, and Chu Cheng glanced at Huang Taoyue.

As soon as he picked up the phone, he heard the other party's nervous and incredible voice: "Chu Cheng! There was an explosion in the police station!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are the colorful fireworks that must be seen in the New Year. They are gorgeous and psychedelic, and they are even more dreamy and beautiful under the snowy night. Under the fireworks is the most real world at this moment.

"Cheng, that phone call just now...was there something important?" Mu Yin asked lightly, panting.

"Stupid beauty, what can compare to celebrating the New Year with you." Chu Cheng nodded his nose and smiled softly. He moved his waist, and it was already handed over; the place that had been together for a long time suddenly separated.

"Well... I don't want you to delay work because of me." Mu Yin nestled quietly in Chu Cheng's arms, her slender and smooth legs were comfortably opened for the other party to play with.

"There was an explosion at the Metropolitan Police Department. People from the Metropolitan Police Department took care of it. I don't need it." Chu Cheng shook his head, and he turned over to let Mu Yin lie on his chest. "Don't think about it, it's just us tonight."

Mu Yin smiled lightly, and waved away these cumbersome things: "Okay."

"Honey, it's time to count down to the New Year's Eve." Chu Cheng covered the quilt, took the remote control and opened the 180-degree floor-to-ceiling window curtains in the room. He could clearly see fireworks everywhere, and the dark night was gorgeous and boundless.

"How long?" Mu Yin smiled lightly.

"Half a minute." Chu Cheng hugged Mu Yin comfortably in his arms, and looked at the time with his watch in the other hand.

Tick-tick-tick..... The big pendulum clock in Chu's house advances time and space bit by bit in the dark, telling the mysterious reincarnation.

"Fives"

"Four"

"three"

"two"

"One"

"Happy New Year~"

"Happy New Year."

The two spoke in unison, affectionate and gentle, followed by passionate and greedy kisses, lingering and sweet sex; love is the best expression, until the two bodies meet and collide perfectly, one after another, the fireworks outside Fired to the most brilliant appearance, recording the most emotional moment.

☆、Chapter 37

Billowing gunpowder smoke poured out continuously from the solemn building, and the fire light illuminated the sky on New Year's Eve, setting off the fireworks in the distance, creating an extremely strange scene.The exclamation of the people around filled the scene of the explosion, and the innocent people who were accidentally injured screamed in horror, and crackling sparks continued to burst out of the window.

It was an old building on the far side of the Metropolitan Police Department that was detonated. Because it was the old site, there was no security. Perhaps this gave criminals an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Cheng Ao's forehead was covered with sweat, and the usually calm and calm man showed rare anxiety. While arranging for the safe retreat of the onlookers, he watched the firefighters and ambulances approaching constantly, clutching his phone nervously.

The green Bentley came galloping, and Zuo Qiuyan and Chu Xi got out of the car, looking at the flames in front of them in astonishment, as if they remembered the fire of death lit by the circus clown in Qitan Valley, and wanted to destroy this place. The bustling city burned to the ground.

"Deputy Cheng, when will the relevant police officers arrive?" Zuo Qiuyan walked up and said to Cheng Ao.

"Little Zuo? The Prosecutor's Office will come soon." Cheng Ao saw that his colleague's mood eased a bit, so he asked Zuo Qiuyan to coordinate and transfer the crowd away.

Zuo Qiuyan took Chu Xi's hand and pulled him aside: "Yiqing stand still, don't go up."

Chu Xi broke off the young man's hands holding him one by one, put his arms around the other's waist and stubbornly stepped forward and said, "When I am a three-year-old child? I will be with you."

Zuo Qiuyan remained silent, instead clasping his hand to protect the man behind her, blocking the pungent gunpowder smoke.

At this time, the black figure of the car stopped in front of the two at a high speed, and saw the father and son quickly get out of the car door.

"Director, Xiao Yang." Deputy Cheng rushed over, and both of them could see each other's strange expressions through the flames, "The explosion happened at exactly twelve o'clock, and it was the old site that exploded. The specific detonation point is still under investigation."

Zuo Qiujie watched the fire on the old building being extinguished by strands of silver, and then continued to ignite persistently. He asked in a trembling voice, "Are there any casualties? Have the rescuers from all departments arrived?"

"The officers on duty at the Metropolitan Police Department are retreating tonight, and the firefighters are on the rescue." Cheng Ao said, with a sad look in his eyes: "Old Tie and Xiao Wang from the Public Security Section are afraid..."

"...I see." Zuoqiu Jie clenched his fists, panic flashed in his eyes.Seeing this, Zuo Qiuyang held the man's hand worriedly.

Immediately afterwards, people from the procuratorate arrived, and Zuo Qiuyang immediately joined in the investigation.At this time, the fire caused by the explosion has been gradually extinguished, and the relevant investigations by the Metropolitan Police Department are also proceeding in an orderly manner.At the same time, a group of media reporters had already gathered at the scene, and the flashlights surrounded the building and kept lighting up. The uninterrupted live broadcast was also full of enthusiasm at this time, but these so-called follow-up lights at the throat of the society just added ridicule to the rescue workers. That's all.

On the New Year's Eve, the old site of the Metropolitan Police Department was attacked by terrorists. Such news is explosive no matter where it is placed.And under the media lens, which was so excited to the point of madness, what people saw was the mourning of the souls of those who had lost their lives.

When the body of Tie Yishan, the chief of the Public Security Section, was carried out, the senior officers of the Metropolitan Police Department were all red-eyed.

The flashing lights continued, and the reporter holding the camera seemed to be integrated with this cold-blooded device, eager to collect the highly expressive photos of the scene and publish tomorrow's headlines.

Wang Jingnan rushed forward angrily and said hoarsely: "Have you had enough filming?! Are you satisfied with the death?!"

"Old Wang, calm down..." Cheng Ao grabbed him.

"The search team can enter the scene." Zuoqiu Yan said indifferently, and the people around immediately reacted after hearing this, and began to arrange the investigation of the scene.He turned around to take Chu Xi's hand, but found that the other party looked a little dazed, and there seemed to be something flickering in his eyes, looking at the scene at a loss.

Thinking whether he was in a daze because of what happened just now, Zuo Qiuyan hugged him and leaned in his arms and said, "Yiqing tired?"

Chu Xi froze for a moment, shifted his gaze a little, and then said, "En."

His performance made the other party have a panoramic view, but he didn't say it directly, but just patted his face: "Go back first if you are tired, I will be late."

"No, I'll wait for you here." Chu Xi smiled.

"Okay." Zuoqiu Yan kissed his forehead, and then went to work.

Chu Xi watched the guards at the scene work in an orderly manner, and the reporters of the news media were also expelled unwillingly.He looked up at the floor that had been bombed beyond recognition, and suddenly took out his cell phone and started writing a text message.

[what's the situation]

After pressing the send button, he raised his eyes and stared at Zuo Qiujie who was inside the cordon. The other party took out his mobile phone and glanced at him, then glanced at him slightly sideways, and soon there was a reply.

[do not know]

[Is it the butcher stick? ]

[no, no reason]

Clenching the phone tightly, Chu Xi resisted the urge to rush up and grab Zuoqiujie's collar to question loudly, and finally supported his forehead with his hands, clenched his teeth tightly, and stomped his feet a little irritably.

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Besides, Zuo Qiuyan entered the explosion site with the high-level officers of the Metropolitan Police Department and the search department. After a simple arrangement, he found that the monitors in the old building were almost completely destroyed, and the lines connected to the alarm bell were also destroyed.

"Wait a minute," Ren Guisan, the leader of the search section, suddenly stopped and stopped everyone, "Director, let me go in first to see if there are any remaining thunders."

Zuoqiu Jie paused, looked at Ren Guisan but did not speak.

And Wang Jingnan on the side became excited: "Yu Lei's method? Isn't that something used by the Russians?!"

"That's not necessarily the case," Cheng Ao said, "That thing is also circulated in the black market in our country."

"Just in case, let me go in first, Director." Ren Guisan smiled.

"Third brother, it's too risky." Cheng Ao frowned, "Yu Lei may be right under your feet, if it's powerful enough..."

"I'll go in." Zuo Qiujie said suddenly, with anger in his eyes: "Although Yu Lei's methods are insidious, they are not completely seamless, and there are ways to break them."

"Director, you..."

"I used to practice this when I was in Russia." Zuoqiujie said indifferently, "I'll go in first, and you all retreat to the side of the corridor. We'll talk about it later." After speaking, he took a deep look at the still busy downstairs. Everyone in the procuratorate stayed on the familiar young man for a while, and then walked inside without looking back.

Ren Guisan was startled and wanted to follow, but was stopped suddenly—Zuo Qiuyan stood in front of him expressionlessly, gesticulating to the crowd: "I'll go."

"It's too messy..." Cheng Ao was dumbfounded.

At this time, Zuo Qiujie was slowly approaching the place that had been bombed beyond recognition. The ruined walls were crumbling, and he could feel the impulse of the prefabricated panels to collapse when he stepped on it.

Generally, Yu Lei is placed on the way from the door to the source of the bomb, and the best way to crack it is to use the minions of the climbing rope to simulate the pressure of human feet to test, and the response must be fast enough, otherwise it will be futile.He took out the climbing rope that he carried with him, and began to focus on aiming, and believed that Yu Lei appeared in less than five attempts.

But in fact it didn't. He didn't believe it, and cautiously tried it several times, and radiated it in different directions.After confirming that it is correct, take the first step carefully and start to determine the specific source of the bomb.He turned on the infrared detection device, and just as he was about to scan, a violent force grabbed him.

"Shut it off!" Zuoqiu Yan's face was still indifferent, but there was a rare look of panic in his eyes, and he pulled Zuo Qiujie back very quickly.

The infrared waves shot violently as his body swayed. Only at this moment, Zuoqiu Yan struggled to pull the man out of the door, and then the red flame suddenly appeared, and a powerful momentum struck——when the two were running Knocked to the ground by the huge airflow, Zuoqiu Jie subconsciously protected his son.

The two rolled a few times with their strength, and evacuated to a safe place without any danger.

The warehouse that Yu Lei blasted was completely destroyed this time, and the fire ignited again, and the firefighters downstairs immediately extinguished it.

Zuo Qiuyan squinted his eyes and covered his mouth and nose, while looking at Zuo Qiujie whose arm was still protecting him complicatedly.Zuo Qiujie