Everyone thought it was profitable for her to get close to him, but no one ever believed that it was love.

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Hu Qing mentioned Xu Jianguo's name again a year later, on the day Xu Yun went abroad for leg correction surgery.

The doctor said that the success rate of the operation was 50%, which is a lot higher than before.

But after all, there is still a 50 percent failure rate.

Xu Yun was afraid that if she didn't get off the operating table, she would never know the final truth.

"I know that you and Ji Luanchuan haven't told me because I'm afraid that I will remember bad memories again."

"But don't forget, I used to be a journalist, so I still have the capacity to do that."

"Don't you look at people in the cracks of the old door?"

Xu Yun squinted at Hu Qing with half-threatening and half-coaxed eyes.

At that time, Ji Luanchuan, as a family member, went to the office with the doctor to sign a preoperative agreement.

Hu Qing didn't want to say that he was killed, but he was really furious by her, and finally he had to surrender.

"Okok, tell you, tell you."

"But you promised me that no matter what your mood is, you will be steady and not affect the operation for a while."

"Promise yes, don't talk nonsense, okay?" Xu Yun nodded impatiently, leaned back on the seat behind him, and put on a deaf look.

Hu Qing organized the language, but he didn't know where to start for a while.

It took her a long time to pull a line out of her messy thoughts and talk in front of the quiet operating room.

The first time he knew the truth, it was the first time Django called to inquire about Xu Yun's physical condition.

When he received the call, Hu Qing was in the bathroom of the bar.

After asking about Xu Yun's condition, the phone was awkwardly silent, and Hu Qing asked casually, "Is the case you handled over?" ”

Django paused, as if wondering if he could say anything.

Hu Qing smiled, "I'm a journalist. ”

"And didn't you say a long time ago that the first-hand media reports should be handed over to Xu Yun?"

"Now that the case is closed, it's time for her to know the truth, right?"

"Yes." Django smiled, tugged at his tie, walked to the balcony, and said to Hu Qing, "It's over." ”

"The case was just closed yesterday."

"What about Qi Yue?"

As the main culprit in the case, as soon as the news came out, the media at home and abroad talked about it, and they were all speculating about what would happen to her in the end.

Hu Qing is no exception.

Django said, "Qi Yue may still be able to come out, but Qi Shengtian should not be able to come out." ”

Since Lu Chen found out that Qi Shengtian had faked his death, Django immediately set about cleaning up the temporary case handling point in the northwest, escorting Qi Yue and the others back to City A, and continuing to assist Lu Chen in finding someone.

But they searched for half a month, and Qi Shengtian seemed to have evaporated from the world, without any suspicious whereabouts, no consumption records, and no even showing up.

Now that mobile phone payment is so convenient and fast, it may be normal for people who are more homely to not go out for ten days and half a month.

But Django and his colleagues mobilized the city's surveillance footage and driving records for nearly a year, and the city's large and small street shops and even the garbage dumps in the corners were turned over.

Or not.

"Where do you think he can hide?"

The ID card that Qi Shengtian borrowed had no record of going abroad, nor did he have a record of leaving the province.

Prove that he must still be in City A.

Django and Lu Chen took a thick set of investigation materials and flipped through them for several days, and finally found clues on a page of hospitalization bills.

The hospitalization order was issued in the name of Qi Yue.

According to the hospitalization bill, she was discharged from the hospital on September 28 of the previous year.

However, the time of her discharge from the hospital did not coincide with the time of public activities.

Because on September 28 of the previous year, she attended the premiere of a movie all day.

Even now, you can find clues about the day's press release from the thousands of stories that have been covered.

interrogated Qi Yue, but she still didn't say anything.

Django and Lu Chen had already vaguely guessed something from this hospitalization sheet.

Later, they found Qi Shengtian, who was seriously ill in bed, in a palatial private hospital.

"Qi Shengtian has a rare terminal illness, and the medical community has not yet developed a solution."

Every pore of his body oozes bright red blood every few minutes, and he can't find the cause or stop the source.

Later, after multiple investigations and comprehensive sorting of the confessions of Kerr and others, Lu Chen, Django and others gradually restored the truth that was covered up back then.

It turned out that Qi Shengtian and Keerpu Xu Jianguo killed people and stole treasures together eight years ago, just to sell money to cure diseases.

He didn't want to die, so he desperately searched for every possible way to heal himself.

In Qi Yue's memory, after adopting her, Qi Shengtian has always been normal.

It wasn't until he returned from a business trip abroad eight years ago that his body began to gradually abnormal, from a small amount of blood oozing from pores, to finally every inch of skin that could be stained red with blood at every moment.

"So you're saying that Qi Yue took over the transnational smuggling syndicate in Qi Shengtian's hands in order to make more money to treat Qi Shengtian?"

Django shook his head, "Not exactly. ”

Because they also later discovered a secret base in an underground arsenal in Kathmandu.

A group of top medical research teams lived there, hired and bought by Qi Yue and Qi Shengtian, specializing in the solution to Qi Shengtian's strange disease.

He didn't want to die.

But he couldn't wait for the country's medical team to thoroughly study the treatment, so he had to do it himself.

"What about Xu Jianguo?"

Hu Qing unconsciously clenched his palm, "What is Xu Jianguo for?" ”

Xu Jianguo.

Django suddenly asked a question that didn't fit the horse's mouth.

"Do you know how Xu Jianguo and Qi Shengtian met?"

Hu Qing shook his head, and before he could say that he didn't know, Django said, "In the hospital." ”

Hu Qing suddenly remembered when she first met Xu Jianguo.

It's near the hospital.

It was the third day she had been away from home.

Originally, she wanted to go to school to pay tuition and continue her college studies with her hard-earned part-time fee.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got off the train, the money on his body was stolen by pickpockets.

She called the police, but the police had no clue and could only ask her to go back and wait for news.

In desperation, she could only wander around, trying to find a park that would not close at night, go in, lie on a chair and make do with it all night, and wait until dawn.

But the chair was not found, but it was blocked by the homeless people waiting for the opportunity nearby.

Hu Qing was blocked in the corner, scared and panicked.

The homeless man on the opposite side was obscene and embarrassed.

"Little girl, what are you running?"

"I see you're looking for a place to sleep, do you want to go to my place to sleep?"

"I've got a lot of room in there, so I'll make sure you sleep comfortably."

As he spoke, the homeless man let out a lewd laugh and leaned over step by step.

Hu Qing screamed and tried to avoid him, but was frightened and silenced by a dagger that flickered brightly.

It was Xu Jianguo, who was passing by to buy supper, who saved her.

He was thirty-eight that year, handsome and elegant, but he was not merciless in handling things.

The homeless man was quickly taken away by the police, and Hu Qing was finally relieved.

Thinking of this, she suddenly reached out and wiped her eyes, feeling that her eyes were a little moist.

"And then?"

Then Django didn't say anything more because his phone turned off automatically.

But Hu Qing later knew it from the clues of the patchwork of memory.

When Xu Jianguo was in the hospital, he was actually accompanying his wife.

Xu Yun had just entered college that year, but she didn't know that her mother had cancer due to overwork.

After his wife fell ill, Xu Jianguo traveled around seeking medical treatment, wanting to extend her life.

When he met Qi Shengtian, in order to help his wife with chemotherapy to prolong his life, he had already lost his family, so he chose to take a risk.

But in the end, Xu Yun's mother still left.

just lied to Xu Yun before leaving, saying that he had no relationship with Xu Jianguo and wanted to divorce.

For a period of time after that, Hu Qing was always by Xu Jianguo's side.

She accompanied him through the trough and cheered him back up.

Later, I accompanied him for a long, long journey.

It's just that Hu Qing didn't know if he thought of himself when he was threatened with Xu Yun's life and jumped off a tall building.

hung up the phone, and when she went out of the bathroom, Xu Yun staggered and accidentally fell to the ground.

Some passers-by kindly stretched out their hands to her.

She didn't answer, but suddenly remembered that night eight years ago, Xu Jianguo also stretched out his hand to herself.

He said, "Little girl, it's not safe here, do you want to come with me?"

She didn't answer at the time, and she didn't have a chance to say it to him later.

Now I regret it a little.

I regret that I didn't nod at the time, didn't look up at him and said, okay, I'll go with you.

So that he would not die, and he had not heard his mind once. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "Dear Mr. Tour Guide", pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~