After processing the tracker, she immediately dialed out a new string of numbers.

"Hello?"

"Officer Jiao, if you want to make meritorious contributions, at about one o'clock in the afternoon, at Gate 3 of the airport, there is a person wearing black clothes and a black hat with a red rose in his hand, and he will have a drug and product deal with the people of the Green Gang."

"Who are you? How do you know? ”

Lan Qin smiled, cut off the call, and added the number to the blacklist, so that he couldn't call back and ask questions.

After a pause, she typed out a string of symbols that looked chaotic, and after entering the number in the recipient's column, her fingers stopped, thinking that she was not qualified to contact her face for a long time, so she should continue to be silent. Say goodbye, how pretentious?

Outside the car window, the sky was overcast, and large gray clouds were accumulating, brewing an impending heavy rain.

She shuddered, suddenly felt a little cold, shuddered and rolled up the window, hugged her arms tightly, and slowed down for a while, but she shivered more and more, feeling very tired, leaning her head crookedly on the back of the chair, yawning uncontrollably, and sniffing out.

She reacted that she was not cold or tired, but ...... Addicted again.

Addicted again......

The frequency is getting higher and higher......

With his lips hooked to laugh, Lan Qin took out the tools in his bag.

The rest of the powder was just enough for her once.

Dissolve the powder methodically, assemble the syringe, aspirate the liquid, roll up the sleeve, pinpoint the blood vessels, insert the needle, and slowly push the liquid.

Seeing that her movements were familiar with her, she was slightly stunned: Could it be that after a while, even if she closed her eyes, she would be able to successfully inject successfully?

Didn't think much about it. Because she felt her whole body float up.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, enjoying the freedom to the fullest.

Had a dream......

There was an accident during the filming, and she hurried to the appointment once a week, but fortunately she was not late in the end.

The young girl at the front desk smiled at her: "Miss Lan, are you here?" Dr. Ma is waiting for you in the consultation room. ”

"Thank you." She nodded faintly and walked straight inside.

Walking to the door, she took out the small mirror in her bag, combed her sideburns and loose hair, made sure that her makeup was perfect, and she didn't see any haggardness, and then relieved her breath before knocking politely three times.

Although she didn't have a deep contact, she already knew that he was a person who cared about details.

A very nice man's voice soon came from inside the door: "Please come in." ”

It is clear and warm, with an indescribable mellowness, like playing the piano in a hurry.

She instinctively had a string in her heart plucking the sound.

In the mood, she turned the doorknob, pushed the door open, and saw a quiet beam of sunshine.

The sunlight fell evenly like pine needles on the ground, on the table, on the man's body.

As always, the pure and flawless white coat has a deep and quiet temperament all around, like a windless autumn night. He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, intently not knowing what he was writing, and the pen in his hand seemed to be exactly the same every time he came back. And the fingers of his right hand holding the pen are white and slender.

She stood in the doorway, silently staring at him, serious.

Until he looked up.

The sunlight shone behind him, and because of the backlight, his facial contours looked deeper than ever, and the beams of light seemed to spread around him, creating a soft effect.

He habitually leaned his black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

His eyes weakened his alienated temperament, adding a touch of bookish air, which was very intellectual and noble.

Behind the lenses, his eyes seemed to be focused, deep, but clean, without revealing any emotion, and his expression was as unwavering.

"Miss Lan, don't you come in?" He asked, his tone and gaze light, passing over her, pointing to the clock at hand, reminding, "You only have an hour, and you've wasted two minutes just now." ”

Only two minutes? She thought she had been watching him for at least ten minutes.

With a faint smile, she walked in and greeted, "Doctor Ma, good afternoon." ”

He nodded slightly, pointed to the corner, and said, "Miss Lan, please take care of yourself, you still have fifty-seven minutes." ”

After saying that, he continued to bury his head and do his own thing.

She looked in the direction and saw the chaise longue in the corner, and on the small table beside the chaise longue, a glass of milk and a glass of warm water were prepared for her as usual.

The faint aroma of lavender essential oil wafts through the air.

She breathed deeply, remembering that he had told her that lavender essential oil would help with sleep.

Instead of going to the chaise longue, she walked up to him and sat down across from him.

He looked up again, his eyes revealing inquiring.

"I'm here today, I don't want to just sleep." She tilted her head slightly and pointed two-thirds of the right side of her face at him - her fans commented on Weibo that this angle of hers was the most beautiful.

Hearing this, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"I want to talk." She said.

After speaking, it was rare for her to see a fleeting surprise in his eyes.

After all, she has always spent an hour here every week, just sleeping on a recliner. To his surprise today, to see that his expression fluctuated slightly because of her, she was a little proud, a little happy, and she took the smile on her lips and met his gaze, guessing what kind of behavioral or psychological theory he was using to speculate about her at this moment.

In an instant, he put down the pen and put it flat on the table with his fingers interlocked, his face handsome and quiet: "What does Miss Lan want to talk about?" ”

She propped her hand on the table, supported her chin with her palm, stretched out the index finger of her other hand, and gently pointed at him: "Let's talk about you, Doctor Ma, okay?" ”

She narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly, reining in her charm and charm in front of the Lu family's father and son. As an excellent actor, it is easy for her to quickly put herself into the character setting she wants to present in front of him at this time - cheerful, confident, elegant, generous, but also playful.

She felt that he should like this type of woman. Or, this type of woman is difficult for men to hate.

She is glad that he is a person who doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, so she doesn't know what her personality as a star is.

She felt that she was a blank sheet of paper in front of him. What she paints for him, what he understands. But for so long, she had never grabbed a paintbrush, and it was only to this day that she wanted to start drawing to give him a perfect picture of her.

Without waiting for him to refuse, she threw out the first question: "Is Dr. Ma married?" ”

Of course, as she expected, he didn't answer, he lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "I answer Miss Lan a question, and Miss Lan will also answer me a question." ”

The sunlight shifted a little bit, spilling on the glass behind him, shining, like in the world of diamonds, transparent and clean. And his eyes were clear and deep on her, and she couldn't stand such a bewitchment, and promised: "Okay." ”

She immediately received an answer from him.

"Nope."

The tone is smooth and uneventful. The words are pronounced neatly without any procrastination.

The answer was unexpected, as she didn't smell any married men in his office. But she was relieved to hear his personal answer.

She was satisfied, and did not hesitate to smile contentedly, did not forget the rules of the game, and waited for his questions.

"Say something of your own." Behind the lenses, his eyes were very light, and every second, he added, "Anything will do." ”

She was stunned for a moment—such a broad question that she couldn't answer.

He didn't say anything more, and waited patiently for her.

She flashed her thoughts, was silent for a while, and spoke: "The first two companies I stayed in were both closed down after I left. In fact, I collected evidence and debunked the denunciation (corresponding to Chapter 206). ”

In fact, he just asked her to say one thing casually, but she confided in him the secret. She thought she might really be suffocating to treat him as a tree hole.

He looked at her quietly, his eyes behind the lenses were very light, and he bowed his head, picked up the pen, and wrote something in the medical record book.

She took advantage of this time to ask the second question: "Do you have a woman you like?" ”

Worried that he didn't understand, she immediately added: "The kind of liking that men like women." ”

He was still writing, and he didn't look up, and said, "No." ”

She was also satisfied with the answer, and a smile spread across her lips.

He put down his pen and asked her a second question: "Every time you sleep here, do you dream?" ”

Her heart pounded slightly, giving birth to a cramped feeling after the secret was spied on - how could she forget that he was a psychiatrist, and even if she didn't speak every time she came, he had his own way of reading her heart.

But she knew that he didn't have any ill intentions, he was just trying to communicate with his patients as a doctor.

She regained her relaxation and comfort, and confessed in a very clear voice: "I came here to sleep just to dream. ”

She said to him a little more with great desire: "Sleeping at Dr. Ma's place, even if you dream, you don't have to worry about talking in your dreams." ”

So she asked the third question: "When I sleep, do I grind my teeth and snore?" ”

"Nope." His tone was plain and low-alcohol, and he said a few more words than before, "Miss Lan is quiet when she sleeps. ”

"Thank you." She took it as a compliment.

He looked at her, "What's your favorite pastime?" ”

"Singing." She replied quickly.

He noticed, too, and then asked, "Why?" ”

Actually, it was her turn to ask questions, but she was more than happy to share the topic with him: "Singing reminds me of my childhood, and singing makes me feel real." ”

"Do you think that you are not real if you are not singing opera?" His gaze streamed over her face.

She smiled and reminded, "Doctor Ma, you have broken the rules of the game. ”

"I'm sorry." He tugged at his glasses and motioned for her to continue.

She glared at the pen in his hand: "Does this pen have any special significance to Dr. Ma?" It seems that you have never seen Dr. Ma. ”

He glanced at it: "You are all curious about this?" ”

"You guys?" She was suspicious, "Has anyone else asked Dr. Ma the same question?" ”

He nodded faintly and explained, "There is no special meaning. I'm just obsessive-compulsive and don't like to change things that I'm used to. ”

"Since it doesn't have a special meaning, can you give me this pen?" She asked.

He froze, noncommittal, but suddenly got up.

The figure was slender and straight, his white coat spotless, and his hem swayed slightly as he took a step.

In front of the cabinet, he stopped and pulled open the drawer.

From her point of view, she could see that an entire drawer was filled with the same pen, even the same color.

After taking one, he walked back and handed it to her.

She shook her head and pointed to the one he had used, "I want it." ”

He paused for a moment, didn't hesitate for long, and finally gave her the used one.

"Thank you." She clutched her pen and played with it as if she were looking at something new.

He didn't forget to ask the previous question again: "Miss Lan thinks that she is not real unless she sings?" ”

"I'm an actor by profession." She replied with what she thought was the prettiest smile, and it was plausible.

His dark eyes were deep, and he looked at her quietly for half a second, without asking.

Once again, it was her turn to ask: "Does Dr. Ma know what my name is?" ”

He looked at the name column in the medical record book, and after confirming it, he said, "Lan Qin." ”

"No, Lan Qin is my stage name." She raised her eyebrows slightly, revealing her not-so-deep dimples, and blinked, "My name is Chuxin." ”

“……”

With a shock to his body, Lan Qin slowly opened his eyes, slowed down for a few seconds, and his vision gradually became clearer.

She was sitting in the car, the needle still stuck in her arm.

It's getting cloudier outside.

She watched intently for a moment, and in a trance remembered the day of her graduation ceremony.

Because she was trained very early, for the sake of the secrecy of her identity, she couldn't appear in the open, so she could only hide in the corner.

I went late, and when I arrived, the old principal's speech was nearing the end. But even if it was only the end, she was glad she heard it.

"...... word 'hero' is particularly heavy. It represents a scarred responsibility, a sad faith. It means renunciation, it means enduring humiliation, it means bloodshed and sacrifice, it means pressure and pain that ordinary people cannot imagine. So from the bottom of my heart, I don't want anyone here today to be a hero. I would rather you just do your duty in your respective positions, and then come home as filial children, and later become qualified wives or husbands, and good mothers or fathers to your children. I believe that this is also the pursuit of the vast majority of people, to live a life of peace and happiness. ”

“…… However, at the same time, I don't want you to live simply for a salary and a position, and even lose your basic conscience and blood under the stimulation of interests and desires, and become cowards and black sheep! ”

“…… What I hope most is that you will never forget your original intention when you came in! As long as you wear this uniform for a day, you should carry the responsibility on your shoulders! Even if the whole society is reduced to only a piece of pure land, this pure land should still exist in the position we are holding! ”

She couldn't forget the deafening sensation of that moment, which made her blood boil. Looking around, she saw that every face present was filled with the same awe as she was.

But now?

There is water in the corners of the eyes that keeps overflowing.

Lan Qin didn't wipe it, and let them flow quietly and unscrupulously.

There was only one thought in her head: she never thought she would be a hero, but she definitely didn't want to be a black sheep!

Sitting up straight, she unplugged the syringe, packed everything into the box, and threw it into the river outside the car window — one last time, and she would never need them again......

When I turned my eyes back, I caught another glimpse of the pen.

In a trance, she picked it up, stared for a few seconds, took out her mobile phone, and dialed the number.

"Hey, hello, this is Dr. Ma's counseling room."

"Hello, I'm Lan Qin."

"Is it Miss Lan? Are you here to check your afternoon appointment? ”

"It's not. Is Dr. Ma here? It's a lunch break, and Dr. Ma shouldn't have any patients, right? Can you transfer him for me? I have something I want to talk to him. ”

The front desk lady was very sorry: "I'm sorry Miss Lan, it's right to take a lunch break, but Dr. Ma is out and not in the office." ”

Absence...... That's not a coincidence...... Lan Qin laughed self-deprecatingly. Providence. Then it's not reluctant......

"Are you in a hurry? Do you need me to give you Dr. Ma's private number? The front desk lady asked again.

"No thanks." Lan Qin smiled calmly, "I just want to say that I won't go to the doctor today." Also, I won't be going again. The money doesn't have to be returned, it doesn't matter. Please help me pass on to Dr. Ma and thank him for his patience with me during this time. It's a pity that I, a patient, is hopeless. ”

"Also, I bought a small potted plant in the morning and sent it to the consultation room to give to Dr. Ma. Please keep an eye on it and remember to sign for it. ”

The front desk was stunned for a while, and responded with "good" again and again.

"Thank you." Lan Qin finally said.

Hanging up the phone, she opened her Weibo account and wrote a paragraph.

After sending it, she closed her eyes and thought for a while, feeling that there was no more things that could be done at hand now.

There are still so many regrets in life, but she can't complete them one by one......

Fortunately...... Fortunately...... The biggest regret is that there are still people who continue to work hard......

Reopening her eyes and seeing that it was almost time, she started the car and drove in the direction of the airport.

……

Lu family, the result of the following people querying the tracker on Lan Qin's car is that after leaving the Lu house last night, except for a short period of time in between, they finally pointed to the western suburbs. The car stayed in the western suburbs until this morning before restarting.

Judging from this, Ruan Shu's location is very likely to be in the western suburbs.

Lu Shaocong immediately remembered: "That slut just sold a small bungalow recently, and it's in the western suburbs!" If she really took her sister-in-law to the western suburbs, it would probably be in that small bungalow! ”

Immediately he told the butler to prepare the car.

Fu Lingyuan thought about it more thoroughly: "Check it all out." Halfway through, she checked every place she parked. Also, where is she now? ”

The subordinate pressed the embedded Bluetooth headset in his ear, and after asking, he replied: "After that phone call just now, the tracker couldn't receive the signal, and it is estimated that it was discovered by Miss Lan." The last location I found was near the airport. So she should be on her way to the airport now. ”

She found out...... Fu Lingyuan's eyes darkened - she couldn't have just discovered the tracker......

Lu Zhenhua made the final decision: "Shaocong, you are responsible for going to Miss Ruan, here at the airport, I will solve it." ”

"Okay." Lu Shaocong has no opinion. Although I still want to catch Lan Qin with my own hands, it is more important to find my sister-in-law in comparison.

Lu Zhenhua nodded, left the room with his henchmen, walked out a short distance, and ordered: "Remember to arrange someone to follow Lu Shaocong's side to confirm Miss Ruan's situation." ”

The henchman naturally understood the meaning of the words: "Okay, Master Lu." ”

……

In the hospital, after Jiao Yang hung up the phone, he called back again, but he couldn't get through, so he called his colleagues instead, asking them to help check the number of Fang Cai.

Anonymous registration.

However, the signal showing that the last call had been made appeared near the airport.

After thinking about it again, he chose to believe in the reliability of the news, endured the pain and hurriedly discharged from the hospital, and hurriedly called back to the bureau to transfer personnel.

……

Half an hour later, Haicheng Airport.

Lan Qin sat in front of the glass window of Starbucks in a headscarf and a lace hat, his eyes behind his sunglasses staring closely at the No. 3 door not far away.

I spent some money and found a man in black clothes, a black hat, and a red rose in my hand.

She knew very well that Lu Shaocong would never appear.

But it doesn't matter. That's not what she's trying to do.

The Lu family's father and son would not let her go easily. They're going to find someone to get her. It should have even been ambushed around by now.

She had to play this last scene.

Jiao Yang...... As long as Jiao Yang can show up with the police......

It's going to be a little soon.

Lan Qin picked up his mobile phone, called up Jiao Yang's number from the blacklist, and dialed it out.

"Hey." The call was quickly picked up.

Hearing the sound of the airport's announcement in the background, Lan Qin breathed a long sigh of relief and asked with a smile: "Officer Jiao, it's me." ”

……

On the other side, the Lu family's black RV was speeding on the road in the western suburbs.

After paying attention to the latest news at the airport, Lu Shaocong heard that Lan Qin had not been caught yet, so he scolded a few words of "waste" and "rice bucket", and hung up the phone angrily.

Turning his head, he saw that Fu Lingyuan's face was still tense, and his face was more ugly than before, so he hurriedly asked Zhao Shisan to check his wounds, and found that there were indeed two traces of blood stains.

"Brother Ayuan, I said you shouldn't come, you obviously don't worry about leaving things to me!"

Fu Lingyuan pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Zhao 13 helped: "Master, it's impossible for our boss not to come to pick up Sister Ruan in person." ”

Li'er, Lu Shaocong naturally understood, but now that he saw that his wound was bleeding again, he was irritable, and his voice was gloomy and he counted the account on Lan Qin's head: "That slut, after she is caught, I must make her worse than dead!" ”

Fu Lingyuan's palm was covered on his left shoulder, and he looked out of the car window with a slight tilt, his eyes were as dark as thick ink, and he was bottomless.

After a while, the car stopped in front of the small bungalow.

Fu Lingyuan got out of the car with the support of Zhao Shisan, and walked in with Lu Shaocong, all the way by the Heixi Han to explore the way.

There were no other residents near the small bungalow, it was quiet, and there was not even a guard at the door.

Lu Shaocong couldn't help muttering: "You can't really find the wrong place, it's not here, right?" ”

As he was talking, several people walked into the hall, and Fu Lingyuan saw at a glance the bag belonging to Ruan Shu that was thrown on the shoe cabinet in the entrance.

Zhao Shisan hurriedly took it over.

Fu Lingyuan stared with black eyes and did not answer.

The uneasiness of the heart rises sharply.

In fact, when he first learned that she had fallen into Lan Qin's hands, he didn't worry too much.

But since he realized what Lan Qin was going to do, he didn't feel good.

"Search! Hurry up and search all the rooms! Lu Shaocong gave an order.

A few big men in the black west were about to act quickly.

Fu Lingyuan's dark eyes swept around, and finally settled on the room at the end of the corridor, and walked straight towards it.

Lu Shaocong followed behind him and reminded: "Brother Yuan, wait a minute!" Let your men go in and explore the way first! Beware of being greasy! ”

Before his words had completely fallen, Fu Lingyuan had already opened the door.

Soon, the door was quickly closed by Fu Lingyuan.

Although it was only a short two seconds, Lu Shaocong still saw it, and saw a person lying on the bed facing the door, covered with a blanket very casually, and women's clothes were thrown everywhere on the ground.

Most importantly, the smell that came out of the room......

Lu Shaocong's heart thumped, and he hurriedly appeased first: "Brother Yuan, don't worry, we haven't confirmed that the person inside is Sister-in-law, we-"

"You're all out there. I'll go in myself. Fu Lingyuan said.

The volume is not loud, and the tone is flat. But the voice was particularly deep and intimidating, and everyone was frozen all at once, and they didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

And Fu Lingyuan himself coughed twice after saying this, and the coughing sound was particularly abrupt in the silence.

"Brother Yuan—"

"I'm fine." Fu Lingyuan stopped coughing and waved his hand, interrupting him.

Because it was facing back, Lu Shaocong couldn't see Fu Lingyuan's expression at this time, and only felt that his back revealed a thick cold silence.

He didn't persuade again, and motioned for Zhao Shisan to get out of the way of him, and at the same time he also took a few steps back to leave him space.

"Brother Yuan, let's not go in. We're waiting for you outside. ”

Fu Lingyuan's response to them was silence, silently reopening the door, walking in by himself, and closing the door again.

He turned a deaf ear to the mess all over the ground, and his black pupils were only staring at the delicate figure on the bed.

He wanted to pass as fast as he could, but his feet were like lead, and he couldn't move away, step by step, with great difficulty. And every step he took closer, every time he saw her clearly, his heart sank a little, and his throat tightened a little bit.

In a short distance of three or four meters, he seemed to have walked for a century, and when he finally stood on the side of the bed, Fu Lingyuan felt that his breath was completely deprived.