The dazzling lights lit up from behind, and Yang Jie subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover it, and glanced at his head at the same time.

Yang Jie didn't pay attention to it before, but now that he takes a closer look, he finds that the private car with the lights on is very familiar, isn't it Suzuki, a beautiful boss?

"She's waiting for herself?"

When he didn't see it, Yang Jie could ignore the Suzuki and the person sitting in the car, and now the other party has 'said hello', if he walks forward with his head stuffed again, it will be very shameful for the leader.

At that moment, Yang Jie could only turn around and walk towards Suzuki.

Through the gradually lowering car window, the beautiful political commissar Shangguan Xuan appeared in front of him, but before he could speak, the one inside was the first to speak: "Come in." ”

There is an irresistible meaning in the words.

Frowning and pulling the car door, Yang Jie twisted his body and sat in the passenger seat, and immediately spoke: "It's so late, the political commissar is looking for me?" ”

Yang Jie was injured, Shangguan Xuan only looked at it when he looked through the car window, and now he took a closer look at Yang Jie's whole body, and Liu Mei couldn't help but condense slightly: "Take a day off, just to fight with people?" ”

Seeing that Shangguan Xuan had signs of questioning, Yang Jie hurriedly shook his head: "This is not a move with someone, it was I accidentally fell, it is really not a fight with someone, I will go back to work in the bureau tomorrow." ”

Yang Jie's injuries, as he said, are mostly caused by falling from a Honda car. But when he said this, it would only make Shangguan Xuan even more unbelievable, how could he have thought that Yang Jie really told the truth.

"You're like this, and you still want to go to work?" Shaking his head a little helplessly, Shangguan Xuan laughed angrily, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, approve your three-day vacation, it's better for me to stay at home obediently, don't run around!" ”

Give yourself a holiday? And there are three days?

Hearing this, Yang Jie couldn't help but be stunned, and at the same time felt a burst of joy in his heart. A three-day holiday is not a short time, and I believe that Lu Jifeng's side will have results in two days at the latest.

Either the black wolf directly told him Luo Yan's whereabouts, or he had to continue to help transport the goods. You must know that this morning's transaction has not been completed, and many of them have been brought back by the uncle.

"Then thank you political commissar, I fell quite badly, and I want to rest for two days."

"Okay, you kid really have to lie at home, go back."

After Shangguan Xuan finished speaking, Yang Jie stopped staying in the car, pushed the car door and walked out, and walked around Suzuki to the residential building in a few steps. And the beautiful political commissar was not in a hurry to leave, staring at Yang Jie's background until his figure disappeared, and then shook his head to start the car.

Yang Jie's skills, she has heard and seen with her own eyes.

can make Yang Jie hurt the virtue in front of him, I'm afraid it's not as simple as an ordinary fight. What is this kid hiding?

Not to mention Shangguan Xuan's thinking about this matter from the bottom of his heart, as soon as Yang Jie returned home, he couldn't wait to take off his clothes and pants with blood stains and dirty stains, picked up the basin and walked into the sanitary indirect water to wash his face. There is no way to do it, there are a lot of bandages on my body, and I can't take a shower at all, so I can only wipe it briefly, and then roll into bed and go to sleep.

Lying on the bed, Yang Jie was thinking about today's shootout over and over again, from the initial rocket explosion to being thrown off the roof of the car. And the most replayed among them is the first time I shot and killed someone today.

"Brother also has a day of insomnia?"

couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, Yang Jie couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't react much to the killing at that time, but now he still hasn't jumped out of the strange circle of discomfort after the first killing.

It's just that I don't have many negative emotions, and I can't sleep at all.

Since he can't sleep, then find something to do, Yang Jie got up from the bed, turned on the light and walked to the computer desk, next to the notebook, there was a small CD.

This was given to him by Su Wei, and it contained evidence of Wu Ming's involvement in the undersea tunnel. Yang Jie hadn't looked at it before, but now he opens it to see what the content is.

In the CD, there are many folders, and audio recordings, photos, and videos are listed separately.

opened the photo, and what appeared in front of Yang Jie was a series of pictures of illegal and criminal activities in the undersea tunnel, which were obviously taken by Su Wei when he was walking around.

After casually browsing the photos, Yang Jie opened the recording folder again, and there were more than a dozen recordings in it, among which there were several conversations mentioning Wu Ming, and the last one was even a recording of the call between Wu Ming and Shanzhuang.

These are very good evidences.

It's just that even so, the photos and audio recordings are not the biggest threat to the undersea tunnel and even Wu Ming. The most threatening evidence is the last video folder, which can be described as having pictures, sounds, and truths.

Su Wei filmed the whole process of walking into the undersea tunnel villa and entering the underground castle, including other edited clips, casinos, auctions, black fists, and even the video of leaving the villa at the end.

Looking at the video that lasted for several hours, Yang Jie couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise, at least he didn't know how Su Wei took pictures when he fled for his life that night.

It would be too late for the two of them to escape, how could she still have the energy to take pictures?

"It seems that what Su Wei sent out is only a small part of the information she has collected, if this whole disk is shaken out, I'm afraid Jiangnan City is really going to turn the sky upside down."

After staring at the computer for more than half an hour, Yang Jie rubbed his slightly sour eyes, and after closing the folder, he couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Wu Ming, Wu Zun, I hope your father and son don't mess with me, if you cause me trouble again, don't blame me for using this method to deal with you." ”

With this disk, Yang Jie was confident in his heart, he believed that as long as he handed over this thing, he didn't need to explain it himself, and someone would secretly start investigating Wu Ming.

And Wu Ming, a person who has been stained with gray, can find a lot of problems as long as he investigates carefully. At least the mobile phone call has exposed most of him.

There is no need to worry about the broken things of the Wu family father and son, Yang Jie, who climbed into bed again, only felt relaxed, and after closing his eyes, his brain no longer surfaced during the day, and Yang Jie could gradually sink into a state of sleep.

Early the next morning, Yang Jie got up at seven o'clock, but as soon as he got up, he thought that he didn't have to go to work today.

"Ha, I finally managed to rest for a few days and then lie down for a while."

In this way, Yang Jie lay upside down again, but at this time he didn't feel much sleep, but was sorting out a large amount of memory information stored in his mind.

"With such a monotonous practice method now, at most, I can only practice the rain and flower flying technique three or four times, and if I want to become a real master of hidden weapons, I have to start from other aspects."

Recalling the ruthless memory in his mind, Yang Jie had a new plan, according to the ruthless thinking, practicing calligraphy and painting, and slowly adjusting himself from the process of practicing pen and ink.

Thinking like this, Yang Jie had no idea of resting, washed up and went downstairs, ate breakfast and went straight to the nearby cultural and sports store, bought a set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones and went home to study slowly.

"Write something? It doesn't start with one, two, three, four, right? ”

Placing the pen and ink on the living room dining table, placing a few newspapers on the table, and then opening the rice paper used for writing, Yang Jie grinded it a little, and then thought about what to start practicing.

"Yes, Wang Xizhi's Lan Tingxu, I am familiar with this ancient text, and I have practiced it countless times when I was young, so let's try it first."

If you want to talk about calligraphy, Yang Jie also played it when he was a child, but it was just playing, and if you want to say that you want to practice seriously, I am afraid that you have not had it once in 20 years.

At present, according to the ruthless memory, I held the pen and dipped it in ink, and after recalling the beginning of Lan Tingxu, I immediately lifted the pen on the rice paper a little heavier, and wrote the first sentence:

Yonghe 9th year............

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