When Tan Jing was seriously injured and hospitalized, Yu Fangfei had almost recovered. Her assassination case was gradually forgotten by the indifference of the consulate, and even Kim Hyun-jin, who was originally most concerned about investigating the truth, began to never mention it.

She glared at her own brother, but no matter how fierce her gaze was, it couldn't match half of her skill when she stared at the prisoner, which made Kim Hyun-jin move freely under her gaze, fearless, and would ask some questions such as "do you drink water" and "do you eat anything" that make people want to get angry.

The ward next door to her was bustling, with an almost daily stream of visitors, both Chinese and Japanese, and laughter often penetrated the thin walls into her ears. Every day, the nurse had to clean up the flowers that could not be put in the next ward, and Yu Fangfei sometimes received snacks from that ward.

This has made her ward even more deserted, and since her injury, the Political Security Bureau has only made a few phone calls, and no one has ever visited her. Jin Xianzhen originally found her a nurse, but Yu Fangfei didn't allow anyone to touch her body, so she had to give up. She was still angry, although she didn't know why she was angry, but she was angry, so most of the time she didn't say a word, and if Kim Hyun-jin didn't speak, then this ward was frighteningly quiet.

The laughter is someone else's, and she has nothing. In some trance-like times, Yu Fangfei lay in the ward with the curtains drawn, the dim light made her feel as if she was back in the capital mansion, the mother who gave birth to her was bent on taking care of her younger brother, and when she was sick, she was not even willing to mix a bowl of sugar water for her, so she lay on the bed groggily, dizzy and sore limbs.

Kim Hyun-jin walked over lightly, her eyes closed, so he thought she was asleep and gently tucked her under the quilt.

A warm, dry object reached under the tip of her nose and stayed for a few seconds. Before Yu Fangfei could judge what it was, it withdrew, and then a sigh pierced the silence in the ward, and after the gentle footsteps left from the bedside, Yu Fangfei reacted, it was Jin Xianzhen's hand, and he was judging whether he was still alive.

Kim Hyun-jin once did this to her when they were still in Japan, and she was ejected by an empty bag during a drill and fainted in the woods. No one cared about her, her teachers and classmates let her lie in the wild and suffer from the wind and sun, but when she woke up in a daze, she was already in the hospital with a bright window, Kim Hyun-jin withdrew her hand from under the tip of her nose, she closed her eyes, and heard him breathe a long sigh of relief.

Yu Fangfei didn't really understand the meaning of "relying on each other for life" until then, it turned out that this younger brother, who she had secretly envied and jealous since she was a child, would also be afraid of her death as if she was afraid of the end of the world.

She opened her eyes and looked at the figure napping in the dim light.

"Who's in the next room?"

The drowsy Jin Xianzhen was awakened, and subconsciously sat up straight and looked at Yu Fangfei: "Huh? ”

"The guy next door." She repeated, her tone had softened a lot, this was her usual way of apologizing, "It's a high-ranking official, people who come to visit him every day have to break the threshold of the hospital." ”

Kim Hyun-jin was silent for a few seconds, hesitating, not knowing whether to tell his sister the truth about the next door.

Yu Fangfei didn't notice his hesitation and scruples, and said to herself: "Should I go and see him?" He also gave me a gift and seemed to be a nice guy to get along with. ”

"It's a competition." Kim Hyun-jin said in a low voice.

Yu Fangfei was stunned for a moment: "What? ”

"The person next door is talking." Jin Xianzhen said, the light was too dim, Yu Fangfei couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, she could only hear his voice, a very steady voice, and her emotions were calm, "He killed Miangu Jino." ”

Yu Fangfei sat up suddenly, and Jin Xianzhen hurriedly went to help her, but in fact, her wounds had almost healed and would not be torn by violent movements.

"Next door is a competition?" Her tone sounded ridiculous and unbelievable, as if she had just learned some jaw-dropping news, "The people who are being watched by the endless stream of people are talking about competition?" He lived in a Japanese hospital and received condolences from Wang Paihai's dignitaries and the Japanese every day? He...... Isn't he a neutral journalist? He doesn't want this human skin? ”

"Sukawa Shun tore off his human skin." Kim Hyun-jin replied, "The killed Miangu Jinfu has a fake identity, he is the president of Chaosheng Daily, and the old leader of Tan Jing. ”

Yu Fangfei's reaction to the news was indifferent, she had seen Yue Shixing appear as Miangu Jinfu, and was amazed by the fake identity he chose.

"Tan Jing tore off his skin and killed him, so he was rewarded by Consul Sukawa and took over the newspaper," Kim Hyun-jin said, "He is also the president of the Sino-Japanese Co-prosperity Association established by the Koya Academy in Japan." ”

Although it has not yet officially taken office, the news of the imminent establishment of the China-Japan Co-Prosperity Association has spread all over the streets of the coast. The news was published on the front page of the Chaosheng Daily, touting the association's importance to Sino-Japanese peace. Under that message, the news that Yue Shixing, the president of Chaosheng Daily, is actually a Japanese fugitive Miangu Jinfu is eye-catching, and the photo of Miangu Jinfu himself and the modified Yue Shixing photo are printed side by side on the newspaper, although the appearance has changed, but when the two photos are put together, it can still be seen that they are one person.

A sample of the newspaper was sent to Tan Jing's ward by the printing house, and he personally signed for permission to print it. The news of the newspaper's name change and reorganization was still in the stage of secrecy, and everyone in the newspaper was kept in the dark, not understanding how Tan Jing, as a neutral reporter, could allow such news to be published in the "Chaosheng Daily".

No one in the newspaper office came to visit Tan Jing because they didn't know about Tan Jing's injuries or the hospital where he was recuperating. The entire Binhai media circles were full of rumors, but the president of the Binnan Evening News seemed to be triumphant, as if he had mastered some secret that no one knew, and he talked to him in public, saying that he was "just a hypocrite."

But this sentence did not appear a few times in total, because when he said it for the fourth time, the man died quietly in the muddy water of the riverside. His exquisite expensive suit was dirty and torn by foreign objects such as branches and stones in the river, and there were no scars on his body, and he was drowned alive.

The armed forces maintaining law and order did not waste a single police force on the news of his death, and directly announced that he had died by mistake and fell into the water. His body was recovered from the riverside, thrown in place, casually covered with a broken straw mat, and then notified the family to claim the body. His wife, a southerner with a sharp voice, sold her house and took her children back to her parents' house without showing up at all.

The news was brought to Tan Jing by Xie Liunian, the director of the political security bureau who had been in the office for a long time, still had a sickly face, looking pale and thin, and swaying in a suit that was out of his size, so he looked even thinner.

"This can be regarded as an inaugural gift from the Political Security Bureau to Chairman Tan." After a heart-rending cough, he said slowly.

Tan Jing sat on three pillows, his face gloomy. This bloody gift of inauguration reminded him of the big traitors who were accused by the Qianfu, so in his opinion, it was not a gift, but a trap.

"Director Xie still has to worry about my affairs during his recuperation, I am very grateful." He said coldly, "It's just that I want to know whose order you gave this gift, Consul Qichuan?" ”

"If you are acting on someone else's orders, can it still be called a gift?" Xie Liu smiled lightly and lightly, "It is the common idea of everyone in my Political Security Bureau, that person is too hateful, in order to gain fame and reputation, he dares to attack and slander our heroes." ”

He raised a pale finger and shook it, as if it had been soaked in water for a long time, and it was full of wrinkles: "We don't need orders from others, out of the respect of the chairman of the conversation, the Political Security Bureau thinks that we have a responsibility to deal with some trivial things for you." This little matter didn't have to be taken out to ask for credit, but I selfishly hope that you can see the intentions of our Political Security Bureau, so I brazenly put it in front of you and said it. ”

He used "you" instead of "you", making the disgusting remark sound less flattering. Xie Liunian was originally a high-level member of the consulate, second only to Qi Chuan Xun himself, and higher than the director of the consulate, but since the establishment of the police station, the importance of the political security bureau has gradually decreased, and this is all due to the negotiation competition.

"Oh, by the way, you might want to know the name of the person on the mission." Xie Liunian spoke again, with a subtle malice in his smile, "You should feel glad that before you married our Section Chief Yu, our Section Chief Jin was already working hard for you. ”

In another ward across the wall, Section Chief Jin was handing his sister a glass of honey water.