The first mascot of the special department

chapter29

There seem to be countless cars in Shuobei, and the one driving today is a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The high beams illuminate the pitch-black mountain road, and the rain strings together in the void, weaving obliquely a curtain covering the sky and the earth.Jiang Yuan sat in the co-pilot, hesitated to speak several times, and finally chose to speak: "This is not appropriate, team leader. Since it is not considered a work-related injury, how can I ask you to reimburse me?"

"Why isn't it suitable?" Shuobei held the steering wheel with one hand, adjusted the air-conditioning speed with the other hand, glanced at Jiang Yuan, and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Yuan hugged his backpack and said seriously: "It's not your responsibility."

"Of course it's my responsibility that something happened to my people under my nose." Shuobei's tone was indifferent.

Jiang Yuan was a little embarrassed by his phrase "my people", but after thinking about it, he was his subordinate, as if he was indeed his.But Jiang Yuan still felt that this sounded a bit bad.

"You must have never been hospitalized before, or you have helped others go through the discharge procedures. If you are a serious hospitalist, how can you leave immediately after waking up?" Shuobei smiled, and slightly turned his hand to rub Jiang Yuan's hair. The action was intimate and natural, "From the very beginning, the hospital confiscated your fee."

Will there be such a charitable hospital?

Jiang Yuan suddenly had a great guess: "Team leader, you are also the one who opened this hospital, right?"

The mountain road twists and turns, the shadows of trees overlap and sway in the dark night, the brightly lit building has long since disappeared from the rearview mirror, the headlights cut straight through the rain, Shuobei looked straight ahead, and said slowly, "I bought this land 20 years ago. "

"Fuck" flashed across Jiang Yuan's mind.

In the next second, his sitting posture became correct, and there was a little desire in his solemn expression, "Team leader, I have a request."

"You said."

Jiang Yuan's eyes were bent, and his smile was very cute: "May I touch you? Just one touch, to get angry."

"No." Shuo Bei flatly refused.

The flattering look disappeared from Jiang Yuan's face in an instant, Xianyu resumed his proper posture, slowly slumped into the seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, fiddled with the backpack strap, and whispered: "You're too stingy Bar?"

Shuo Bei said "tsk", "If I'm considered stingy, what can I do to be called generous?"

Jiang Yuan wisely chose not to answer.

There were very few people going up and down the mountain at night, and along the way, except for the last bus, Jiang Yuan saw no other cars.It takes a long time to meet a street lamp, and the woods on both sides are silent in the darkness. Occasionally, a branch will come out or hang down, like a dead hand, scraping against the window and roof of the car.

The atmosphere is very suitable for telling horror stories, but Jiang Yuan didn't think that Shuo Bei would like to share these with him, so he made up things like wild corpses in deserted villages by himself.

When the plot was progressing excitingly, Shuobei asked him: "You said earlier that you had a dream during your coma, do you still remember the content of the dream?"

Jiang Yuan was so immersed in the story he made up that he didn't hear this question at all.

Shuobei asked again, seeing that the man still didn't answer, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hiss!" Jiang Yuan shuddered suddenly, he just imagined the scene where a person was accosted suddenly in the dark forest, and he was startled.

"What's wrong?" Shuobei frowned, stepped on the brakes, parked the car by the side of the road, turned on the dome light, reached out his hand to his forehead, and asked with concern.

Jiang Yuan recovered from the shock, and looked at Shuobei with a puzzled expression, "Huh?"

The faint light in the carriage was bright yellow and soft, and the sound of raindrops hitting the roof of the car was very clear. Shuobei lowered his eyes, staring at Jiang Yuan seriously and intently.

The uneasiness he had felt in the ward climbed up again, Jiang Yuan tilted his head, and moved his forehead away from Shuobei's palm.

Shuobei lowered his hands, slowly leaned back on the seat, and asked, "What happened just now?"

"It's nothing..." Jiang Yuan's voice was blank, he thought he was the one who should ask what happened just now.

"Then what are you thinking?" Shuobei took out a chocolate bar like a magic trick, opened it and handed it to Jiang Yuan beside him.

Jiang Yuan's foodie nature is obvious. As long as the food is within the range of his preferences, he will generally not refuse it. In addition, Shuobei often feeds him food, and he receives it very smoothly. Then he touched his nose embarrassedly and said in a low voice: "Make up ghost stories for your own entertainment."

Shuobei heaved a sigh of relief, and wanted to laugh, but he held back, "You can tell me the story next time."

Jiang Yuan took a bite of the chocolate, nodded, recalled the previous situation, and asked: "Team leader, did you ask me a question just now?"

"When you just woke up, you said you had a dream. I want to ask what it was in your dream." Shuobei said.

"I dreamed a story." Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes. He always forgets dreams when he wakes up, but this time the dream is very clear. Until now, he can recall every plant and tree in the dream. He couldn't help being a little surprised, " The protagonist of the story picked up a baby and wanted to adopt it, but someone wouldn't let him."

"Why not?" Shuobei asked, but his tone didn't sound like a question.

Jiang Yuan didn't judge the emotions of the people around him, he bit the chocolate bar, and said vaguely: "What do you say that you are born with a sinful bone, which will lead to disaster..."

Watching his movements, Shuobei narrowed his eyes slightly, and his Adam's apple slid slowly.

But Jiang Yuan didn't realize it, after licking it, he bit off the chocolate bar with a click.

Shuobei: "..."

"Tsk, it must be that the things I have been exposed to recently are relatively non-materialistic, and my brain nerves have started to spontaneously fabricate fantasy stories." Jiang Yuan was very emotional.

"Don't eat while talking." Shuo Bei withdrew his gaze, staring blankly at the windshield wipers working hard on the front glass of the car.

"Team leader, you are really strict." Jiang Yuan swallowed the piece in his mouth, shook the remaining half of the chocolate bar into the packaging bag, and whispered with downcast eyes.

Shuobei looked back, and asked with a slumped face, "Did you see that person clearly?"

"Who?"

"The one who won't let you have that baby."

Jiang Yuan recalled and shook his head: "No, he kept his back to me and didn't turn around. The only thing I remember is the baby's appearance, with a wrinkled face, monkey-like, and somewhat ugly."

Shuobei: "..."

"Babies are ugly." Shuobei turned his head, re-ignited the car, and said stiffly.

"But that one is rather ugly. I've seen photos of my nephew when he was just born. His hair is black and shiny, his nose is a nose, and his eyes are eyes. He is beautiful and three-dimensional." Jiang Yuan not only emphasized the word "ugly", but also used the method of comparison.

Shuobei: "..."

Come on, what you say is what you say.

The speed of the car began to increase. When turning, Shuobei obeyed the traffic rules very much and honked the horn in advance.

They were still the only car on the road. Jiang Yuan took out his chocolate, and after eating, he looked at the figure reflected on the glass and asked, "Group leader, why did you ask me this? Could it be that this dream is not an ordinary dream?" Dream?"

"This dream... should have something to do with Yuezhimu." Shuobei answered after deliberation.

Jiang Yuan tilted his head, his eyes shifted from the figure on the glass to Shuobei himself: "But I didn't see that kind of tree in my dream?"

Shuobei didn't turn off the overhead light, and the night, light, and rain blend together, making the lines of his face look unexpectedly soft.His eyes are light amber, illuminated by the hazy yellow light, like long rivers of rippling light.

For a moment, Jiang Yuan felt that his eyes were very similar to those of the baby in the dream.

"What are you looking at me for?" Shuobei raised his brows slightly, and then changed the subject, "Your dream should be a serial drama, and Moon Tree hasn't appeared yet."

His tone was low, with complex and profound emotions.

"Oh." Jiang Yuan withdrew his gaze and nodded thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, the Moon Tree is not owned by Charming Monster, and we met that kind of man-made monster once before Haicheng, so the task now is to Follow the clues and find out the real mastermind behind the scenes?"

"That's right." Shuo Bei said.

Jiang Yuan's bent long legs stretched forward, his five fingers pressed against each other, and his eyes drooped slightly: "Is the Moon Tree the key link?"

Shuo Bei nodded: "It's sort of."

"That's a pity. When I was dreaming, I couldn't see anything except that ugly little monkey... Hey, no!" Jiang Yuan looked at his fingertips, his tone gradually lowered, but he suddenly turned around as he spoke. Gao, his eyes lit up: "There is another person, a child with bells hanging on his wrists and ankles! I remember his appearance!"

But Shuo Bei said: "I was a child back then, but now that he has grown up, he definitely doesn't hang the bell anymore."

"You're right." The light in Jiang Yuan's eyes went out, he leaned back in his chair, raised his head and lowered his hands.After a while, I thought of a certain key point, and asked again: "Leader, you seem to know the mastermind behind the scenes? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yes, practice, improve combat power." Shuobei's answer was concise and clear.

But when Jiang Yuan heard this, he was like a desperate salted fish, not even struggling.

What awaits him in a bright tomorrow is yet another devilish training.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom drove out of the suburbs, and then encountered the evening rush hour traffic. The lights of the lights that never went out converged into a torrent rushing forward, and the horns sounded one after another. Except for the motorcycles that shuttled like fish, private cars, taxis, etc. , The bus, no one can move.

Shuobei once again demonstrated his superb overtaking skills. He slammed the steering wheel a few times and stepped on the accelerator. It took only 10 seconds to drive away from the soaring red section of the road.

Half an hour later, the car drove under the building where Jiang Yuan lived. Jiang Yuan thanked him, unbuckled his seat belt and planned to get out of the car, but Shuobei turned off the car directly.

A bad premonition came to my heart.

"Team leader." Jiang Yuan showed a very polite smile.

In the dark car, Shuobei pulled out the car key, crossed his hands on his lap, looked at the person in the co-pilot, and said quietly: "Jiang Yuan, I'll take you all the way here, why don't you invite me up for a cup of tea?"

The smile on the corners of Jiang Yuan's lips gradually froze. Although he was angry, he still had to be polite: "Of course, if it wasn't raining, I should treat you to a supper."

Shuobei's mood obviously became more cheerful, he grabbed an umbrella and handed it to Jiang Yuan, raised the corners of his lips and opened the car door.

Jiang Yuan also curled the corners of his lips, but very reluctantly.He opened the car door, glanced at the sign on it while holding the umbrella, and shook his hand suddenly.

This is the umbrella on the door of Rolls-Royce, a 10.

"The basic function of an umbrella is to cover the rain. When you have no other choice, would you run over in the rain just because this umbrella is worth 10?"

There are mirrors on all sides in the elevator, and Shuobei stood beside Jiang Yuan with a smile, holding the Rolls-Royce umbrella that was dripping water in the hand hanging by his side, looking at Jiang Yuan through the mirror in front of him, and said softly.

Jiang Yuan said in his heart that I would, this is the difference between us local turtles and your local tyrants, but he still nodded on the surface, expressing his agreement with the boss's words.

The elevator went all the way up to the destination floor, and no one got on or off the way.Jiang Yuan took out the key to open the door, and suddenly remembered that when he came here for the first time, the person walking in front was Shuo Bei, and he followed behind.

For no reason, his heart skipped a beat.

When the door opened, Jiang Yuan reached out to press the living room and porch lights, went in first, took out a pair of unworn slippers from the shoe cabinet, and said to Shuobei with some embarrassment: "The house is a bit messy."

"It's okay." Shuobei looked at the twisted hair on the top of his head with narrowed eyes, and laughed in a low voice.

Jiang Yuan put the keys and backpack on the shoe cabinet, walked quickly into the living room, tidied up the sofa and coffee table, raised his head and asked Shuo Bei, who was standing by the partition shelf and looking in, "Would you like black tea or oolong tea?"

After moving in for almost a month, Jiang Yuan did not change the layout of the living room, but added a lot of things.It wasn't the first time Shuobei came here, but it was the first time he looked at them when the lights were on.

A brown lazy sofa sleeps next to the floor-to-ceiling window that separates the living room from the balcony. Game disks are piled up in a mess on the TV cabinet. PS4 and switch are placed on the floor. There are many strange-shaped pillows in the sofa. There are not many fruits in the fruit basket on the coffee table. It's all nuts and crackers.He bought a new snack stand, but what was placed on it were potato chips and bags of melon seeds, as well as a few packs of chicken feet with pickled peppers.

The breath of life swept away the coldness that once filled the entire space. A row of green plants were planted on the balcony. Violet bloomed recently, and the petals were covered with raindrops. When illuminated by the indoor lights, it was clear and bright.

Jiang Yuan's feet were in a pair of beige slippers, he was wearing shorts and short sleeves, his calves and arms were exposed, showing the texture of jade under the light, in his narrow and beautiful eyes, there was nothing but the color of the light and the north .

Shuobei looked at him, his heart was filled.

"Group leader, should you drink oolong tea or black tea? I have Tieguanyin and Dahongpao for oolong tea, and Chuanhong, Dianhong and Jinjunmei for black tea."

Seeing that Shuobei didn't answer, Jiang Yuan thought his voice was too low, so he raised the volume and asked again.

Shuobei heard the cup of bitter and mellow Pu'er that Jiang Yuan blindly brewed when he was in G City, and couldn't help asking: "You bought so much tea?"

"My mother sent it." Jiang Yuan replied in a low voice.

Jiang Yuan himself doesn't like drinking tea, but prefers coffee in comparison. The small coffee beans in Yunnan are very suitable for his taste, so he bought a coffee machine as soon as he confirmed his residence.

All the tea leaves and even the tea sets in the house were personally selected and sent by Ms. Gu Shufen. The purpose was not for him to drink, but for hospitality.Shuobei is No.1 who is fortunate to enjoy this treatment.

Shuobei sat next to the salted fish pillow on the sofa that was very similar to Jiang Yuan at certain times, chuckled and said, "Drink whatever you want, you can choose."

Jiang Yuan: "Oh."

Then I'll pick you a cup of Niang Ji Ji's rose tea.When he turned around, he thought so.

But a few minutes later, what Jiang Yuan brought out was a cup of clear yellow Dahongpao soup.Dahongpao smells faintly of orchids, Jiang Yuan likes it better.

Shuobei took out a copy of "A Brief History of Humanity" from the partition shelf and read it. Jiang Yuan brought the tea to him, and he picked it up and took a sip.Although the taste is not very good, but it is not too bitter, Shuobei feels relieved.

"Is there anything you're not used to here?" He closed the book, raised his eyes and asked softly.

Jiang Yuan sat on the single sofa diagonally across from Shuobei and shook his head: "No."

Shuobei bent his eyes, pinched Xianyu's leg beside him, and said, "You did a good job in Haicheng's mission."

"Ah?" Jiang Yuan didn't know why, and even thought it was the prelude to the storm. He went shopping and eating all the time, not only failed to seduce people, but also got drugged by them. The only thing that performed well was firing a cannon at the Charm , where is it?

"Very obedient and obedient, neither arrogant nor impetuous, obeys the arrangement, and can decisively find an opportunity to make a move at a critical moment." Shuobei boasted, "So, the organization decided to give you a vacation."

Jiang Yuan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it: "Huh?"

Shuobei stretched out his hand and compared a number: "Including tomorrow and the next two weekends, you will be released for a total of five days."

Jiang Yuan opened his eyes even wider. After nearly a month of high-pressure training, he suddenly ushered in a small holiday. Even if Shuobei said it himself, he still felt that it was not true.

He blinked and asked for confirmation: "Team leader, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"What did I lie to you for?" Shuobei raised his eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Yuan groaned, and immediately fell down with excitement. Half a second later, he remembered that Shuo Bei was still on the opposite side, so he quickly stood up straight, coughed, and said seriously: "That is to say, I will go to work again next Thursday?"

"Yes."

Happiness came so suddenly, Jiang Yuan wished he could yell "Thank you Dad" to Shuobei, but his facial expression and emotion management in the past 20 years have not been practiced in vain, after all, he is reserved.

Shuobei, who was opposite, warned in a deep voice: "Although I have given you a short vacation, you still have to go to bed early tonight, and you are not allowed to stay up late and play games."

Jiang Yuan: "Yeah, yeah."

What you say is what you say, anyway, once the door is closed, he is at home alone, and no one can control him.

Shuobei took another sip of tea: "Don't miss out on basic physical training."

Jiang Yuan made an OK gesture: "Okay, okay."

Shuobei: "Eat on time."

Jiang Yuan replied sincerely: "Of course."

Shuobei knew what he was thinking when he saw his appearance, and couldn't help but hum softly.

The raindrops outside the window kept ticking, and the wind blew in through the half-open French windows, carrying a petal with it, making it slightly cool.Shuobei put down the teacup, and there was a crisp sound between the cup and the tray: "It's getting late, I'm leaving."

What Jiang Yuan did just now was to answer in the affirmative, almost blurting out "no problem", but fortunately he stopped in time, "Are you leaving now?"

"Why, do you want to keep me?" Shuobei raised his brows lightly, and the smile in his eyes became a little playful.

"It's too late, so I won't stay. Be careful when driving." Jiang Yuan accompanied Shuo Bei to get up, smiling very obediently.

Shuobei straightened his cufflinks and walked out, saying, "The skill of making tea has improved compared to before, but next time don't use boiling water directly, it will affect the taste."

Jiang Yuan has never studied the doorway here, and suddenly became curious: "What kind of water do you use?"

"Use water at 8 to 90 degrees for green tea and oolong tea, and boiling water for black tea. Also, don't keep the tea leaves in the cup." Just passing by the kitchen, Shuobei stopped, glanced at the open locker, and then turned his head to look Ding Jiangyuan, "I'll come see you tomorrow. I'm coming from Jiangping District. If you have anything to bring, tell me earlier."

What?Come over tomorrow?

Jiang Yuan was shocked, and accidentally expressed his inner thoughts.

Shuo Bei narrowed his eyes slightly: "What? You're not welcome? Or did you ask someone else?"

Jiang Yuan showed a cute smile: "I just came out of the hospital, and I was with you all the way, so I don't have time to ask other people. The team leader will come here, and I will be full of glory."

That's the idea of ​​dating someone else.

Shuobei snorted in his heart, stretched out his hand to ruffle Jiang Yuan's hair: "I'll come over in the morning."

Jiang Yuan said hello, and let Shuobei squeeze his natural curls without dodging, then followed Shuobei and sent him to the door.When the latter was about to cross the threshold, he turned around suddenly, lowered his long eyes, and said good night in Jiang Yuan's ear.

The voice was very low and light, like a lightly falling feather, which made it tickle when it passed by.

Night always makes people vent their emotions inadvertently, Jiang Yuan heard a little reluctance from Shuobei's farewell.

He froze in place, the roots of his ears gradually burning red.

The elevator stopped on this floor all the time, and Shuo Bei left very quickly.

Jiang Yuan heard the elevator going down, and heard a ding to reach the ground floor. A few seconds later, the car parked downstairs started the engine, turned around and drove away from the community.

He pulled the door back and locked it behind him, his long and beautiful eyes were lowered, and his expression was so complex that it was hard to describe.He maintained this posture and stood at the door for 5 minutes.

Five minutes later, he put his hands on his hips, turned his head to look at the backpack on the shoe cabinet, and asked viciously, "Do you think Shuobei's tone sounds like a motherfucker?"

"Why do you think so? Isn't this just an ordinary 'good night'? Just like you often said to me." A Chong stayed quietly in the backpack, his voice came through the fabric, It sounds a little excited, but also a little gloating.

"But is he and I saying good night to each other?" Jiang Yuan restrained his expression, with a paralyzed face, deliberately suppressed his voice.

Ah Chong laughed again: "Obviously not, you lived in a suite in Haicheng, but he never said good night to you."

"Then why did he say that just now?" Jiang Yuan's expression changed again, and he began to sneer.

After a lot of thinking and hesitation, Ah Chong gave an answer that he thought was very beautiful and romantic: "Probably... the night is so beautiful and I feel it?"

Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes, picked up the backpack with one hand, went back to the living room, took out the power bank, put it on the floor, and connected it to the power source for charging.

"Should I sleep here tonight?" A Chong was a little shocked, sniffed, and yelled aggrievedly, "Am I not worthy to sleep in bed?"

"Hey, sleep alone tonight." Jiang Yuan turned around to pack the teacups that Shuo Bei drank, then kicked on his slippers and walked into the bedroom, and slammed the door behind him, blocking A Chong's call from the outside.

He pinched his ear with his water-stained hand and found it was still a little hot.

Damn, does that pervert know that talking like that is very provocative!

Jiang Yuan roared in his heart.