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Zhen Yi clenched his hands into fists, biting his teeth hard, but there was still a painful whine in his teeth.

Just a moment ago, the dagger in Yang Zi's hand cut into her back and crossed it deeply. The gurgling blood flowed into her palm along the gleaming silver blade.

Zhen Yi felt dizzy in front of her eyes, cold sweat was coming out, and her broken hair in the temples was all wet with painful sweat.

Yang Zi posted to her ear: "Zhen Yi, I ask you, has anyone seen your sister besides you? Your grandpa, your cousin, have you seen her?"

Zhen Yi breathed heavily, but she was extremely stubborn and refused to succumb: "I was sent to an orphanage when I was a kid, and my sister was sent to the United States, so everyone will not mention her!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Zi's eyes, and with a little effort, Zhen Yi slammed into the wall, only to feel that the blade seemed to protrude into her spine, and her brain stem was twisted in pain, almost dying to death.

"I'll help you think about it. When did you see your sister, she saved you from a fire in high school? Where did she come out to save you? Where did she go after saving you?"

She gritted her teeth and inhaled: "She just came back to see me, and then she went back."

"Zhen Yi, I tell you, there is no one to save you at all. You ran out by yourself. If you don't believe me, I will ask you again, when Ai Xiaoying died, when Qi Qian lied to you, and there were a few days ago When killing Huairu ... "

"I didn't kill her ... ah!" Zhen Yi screamed, struggling painfully on the wall.

"You killed it! Where did your memories go these days? Zhen Yi, you are exactly the same as Song Yi. Because that part of the memory belongs to Zhen Xin, so you don't even know."

Zhen Yi stunned, and the body that had been trembling violently because of the pain suddenly stopped. She looked back slowly at her.

The white light above her head hit her face from top to bottom, illuminating her face almost transparently, her eyes carrying light, gloomy, staring at Yang Zi with twelve coldness.

Yang Zi inexplicably noticed a hint of coolness in her empty eye socket, but she was not too scared because Zhen Yi didn't seem to look at her.

Yes.

Zhen Yi didn't look at her. She kept the last minute posture when she woke up, but her mind exploded uncontrollably.

The high school fire disappeared after her sister rescued her.

The cousin said she helped throw the body and disposed of Ai Xiaoying ’s body. She remembered that she did n’t; the police said that in addition to the book town and the gravel in the mountain, she remembered that she had not taught Qi Xingyuan to repeat the attack;

Qi Mian later smiled and said thank you for her slap and kick kick, she was inexplicable;

Some witnesses said they saw her pushing Huai Ru downstairs, but she had no impression at all

Split personality?

No, Yan Zhi knew that there was a sister, he knew that Zhen Xin existed, he

A light and low-pitched voice echoed from the ear: "Zhen Yi, what's going on, don't look for Zhen Xin, find Yan Ge."

"Remember, find words."

It was the day of Ai Xiaoying's death. She returned from her cousin's house and ran unconsciously under the tree of HK University.

This sentence, she had no impression before, remembering that she was involuntarily crying.

I understand everything.

Only thought that the previous devotion to words was worth it, but now I know that he is far less than him, only to know that he made such a contract silently, inclusively, and without her knowledge.

Hold the hand, grow old with life. Sick and old, sick and dead.

She remembered his thin face after he was awake and the wounds everywhere on his body.

It was all she did.

He knew she was ill and very sick, but he was willing to protect him all her life; even if she had nightmares in her life and went mad and out of control, he was willing to spend all of his life and weave her beautiful time and time again Dreamland.

Words, how can you love me so much?

Zhen Yi's eyes were filled with tears, staring at the void, his lips moved, two words, but no voice: words

"Zhen Yi, after the Huai Ru incident, did you spend a lot of time in chaos and chaos? Isn't speech good for you and very active for you? He's a bit different from his character, and he offered to give up the relationship Go further and take the initiative to get closer to you. Do you know why this is? "

Yang Zi said mercilessly, "Because you are a lunatic and a psychiatric disorder with a split personality. He is afraid that one day you will get mad and go killing again."

Zhen Yi kept silent, and her tears flowed silently and violently.

Yang Zi said nothing and slowed down her voice: "Zhen Yi, is it very painful now? Listen to me and ask your sister to let your sister come out to save you. You have had this kind of experience and call your sister when you are in pain , There will be no more pain. "

Zhen Yi just shed tears.

Although she has been crying, she hasn't quarreled with her, and her eyes have faded from her indifference. Instead, she is softer and sadder than before, without any tendency to be crushed or oppressed to the limit.

Yang Zi gradually lost her patience in her eyes: "When I was a kid, I saw many kinds of abuses my father had imposed on my mother from the cracks in the door," she walked to the table, picked up a two-finger wide belt, and tried hard With a wave, a crackling crackle hit the air.

Zhen Yi stopped her tears abruptly, her back became cold and her bones tightened.

"Zhen Yi, give this body to your sister. Let her come out and you won't feel any pain."

But Zhen Yi burst into tears. Without saying a word, she just shook her head.

Yan Ge said that if something went wrong, he would think of his name; if something went wrong, look for Yan Ge, not her sister.

She promised to listen to him.

Therefore, she did not look for her sister when she died.

The lights were bright in the police station before dawn.

Ji Yang sat tired in his chair, rubbing his brow hard.

Looking up,

The words and expressions stood by the wall without saying a word. The eyes under the broken hair were as deep as the sea at night, calm and deep, without revealing any emotion.

Since he made the strange request to the police before, he has been like this, standing still and silent.

The police have searched for road surveillance everywhere and investigated Yang Zi's residence and interpersonal relationships, but failed to detect her whereabouts.

When everyone was busy, Yan made a request to Chen sir to check whether HK has recently purchased a large number of missing people and flammable and explosive chemicals.

Ji Yang easily guessed his motives. He suspected that the place where Zhen Yi was imprisoned was still holding other hostages, and there were homemade explosives.

Thinking about it, Si Gui came in through the door, his eyes were red and swollen, but his face was changed with the conscientiousness and perseverance of the job, and he went straight to the words:

"No one reported the disappearance, but a patrol officer found a lot of mobile people in Lanting District last week, like the beggars massaging women, much less. At that time, we thought that the law and order had improved.

As for the self-made bomb chemicals you mentioned, I have checked. Personal purchases such as ammonium sulfate, potassium chloride, aluminum foam, nitroglycerin, nitromethane, and potassium nitrate are abnormal. "

Words are not expressed, I do not know if I do not listen;

Chen sir is strange: "What does it mean that the personal purchase volume is abnormal?"

Si Guidao: "I ran through dozens of hazardous chemical stores in HK City last night and checked the records. Most of them were from schools and institutions. Only a small number of individuals bought in limited quantities. But I suspect that some people buy in all stores These things. Because those stores showed the same purchases of several types of chemicals on the same day last week. "

Several superintendents beside him cast their eyes in amazement, not expecting Si Gui to be so desperate and motivated.

The expression nodded: "Same as I thought."

Ji Yang got up and walked beside him: "Do you think the other party is so meticulous?"

His voice was very low: "It's not meticulous, it's their usual attitude of doing things. If it fails, the jade will burn all."

"Meaning that the police have not yet found their location, and even if they are found, we are facing a murderer hiding behind the dynamite depot and the hostages." Ji Yang asked.

"Yes." Yan said, "Even if the location is found, the siege of the police will only let them choose to die together, and there is no room for negotiation."

Ji Yang twisted his eyebrows for a moment and thought, "Aren't they asking Liyou?"

Before the words were answered, Chen sir said: "It is impossible to let go, and the exchange of hostages is absolutely impossible."

Words are silent.

Not to mention that Li You, the number one dangerous person, could not be exchanged, and even if they exchanged, they would not let go of Zhen Yi.

Is the confrontation deadlocked?

The white room was still bright and clean, except for the wall that bound the girl, the blood splashed like a little red plum.

Zhen Yi tilted her head weakly and weakly, her black hair scattered messyly behind her, stained with blood, and clumped together.

The huge lamp above the head dazzled like the sun.

She looked at the sky, her lips were chapped and blood stained, and her face was pale with no trace of blood. Only her eyes were clear and the lights were reflected in it.

The wrist has been violently struck, and it has been worn and bleeding, like a blood ring.

Yang Zi was exhausted, fell asleep on the lounge chair and woke up, looking at the broken blood-stained belt, and he didn't want to touch it in disgust. She stood up and looked at Zhen Yi. She knelt in a cigarette **** in a decadent state. She fell down weakly, but her hands were still fixed on the wall and pulled.

She looked sober, staring at the lights in the sky without blinking, wondering what she was thinking.

Yang Zi has no energy to torture anymore. She thought the lighter was too troublesome and used candles, but the candles used for lighting all burned out.

She thought that Zhen Yi would succumb to torture and make Zhen Xin appear.

However, two days later, the woman was painful and dizzy countless times, but every time she opened her eyes, she still woke up with Zhen Yi. It was weaker and weaker, but not every time.

Perhaps such a woman is not weak; such a woman is actually another kind of silent resistance and stubbornness.

Yang Zi used to release Zhen Yi's handcuffs, and Zhen Yi fell to the ground like a piece of paper, leaning on her side, her long hair covering her pale face, she couldn't see her expression clearly, like she was dead.

This time, she had no strength to crawl to the bathroom to clean herself or drink slobber.

Yang Zi was sitting against the wall. She was exhausted and exhausted. Looking at Zhen Yi's motionlessness, she suddenly felt something like, "Zhen Yi, what are you doing for this?"

no respond.

Yang Zi was too lazy, crawled over to touch the lighter, and lit a cigarette again. This time, she lost interest in piercing her and only smoked one by one.

After two days of fighting, she felt that she lost again.

She naturally hated Zhen Yi, but now, the woman whose bones are harder than steel grinds her to the point of hate. She took a deep breath and let the shreds run through her lungs and spit out again.

Behind the smoke, the face was cold and indifferent: "You have been like this since childhood and you hate people."

Zhen Yi didn't move, and after a long time, his chest breathed heavily: "You still have friends who have hated me for more than 10 years, aren't they the same hateful?"

Yang Zi chuckled and chuckled: "Not a friend. You are born to be happy, I am born to be miserable, not a nation at all. Ha ha, are those born to be happy who are more tolerant in the face of torture?"

Zhen Yiqi Ruo Yousi: "Whoever is born happy, happiness must be found by yourself. And your pain is also found by yourself."

Yang Zi froze for a second, poked the cigarette **** on the ground, extinguished it a little bit, and shook his head: "You are a person born with happiness. All the dark and evil side is given to Zhen Xin. You are the one who drew her. Vampire of life. Everything you have so far is based on her sins. "

At this time, the woman who fell to the ground stopped talking.

It seems that Yang Zi finally took the lead: "You are indeed lucky, even if you make people suffer humiliation, such crimes are also carried by Zhen Xin. You can forgive you for such crimes. You Why is it so good? "

The **** the ground lightly moved her finger and bit into the ground bit by bit: "You're talking nonsense again."

Yang Zi stared at her, calmed down, and suddenly laughed: "Zhen Yi, do you think those shameful things, do you deny that they really don't exist?"

The same thing Huai said as if it echoed in Zhen Yi's mind.

Yang Zi uttered a line exactly the same as Huai Ru: "Zhen Yi, after what you did to him, why did you still have a face in his life. He, enjoy his love without shame? "

Zhen Yi was sticking to the ground, her fingers clutching the floor fiercely, and her internal organs suddenly seemed to be filled with a subtle and deep pain, like being suppressed by some invisible and airless heavy object.

Yang Zi's words knocked into her head deeply: "He came to you one by one, you beat him, kick him, he didn't let go"

The pain around the body began to pile up and accumulate, Zhen Yi grabbed her head violently, but Huai Ru and Yang Zi, the voices of both of them got into her head and turned into two terrifying faces, twisting and chattering like, Wearing ears while reading the mantra:

"Do you know what happened to him later?"

"Why did he disappear from your life?"

Zhen Yi curled up on the ground, trembling, and she could not feel the pain in her body for a moment, because the pain in her heart was over ten million times, and the pain caused her to twitch.

But the voice echoed in her ears more empty:

"He is such a pretty boy!"

"He is such a pretty boy!"

"Zhen Yi," Suddenly, all the voices disappeared, leaving only my sister's voice? The world was quiet, Zhen Yi froze violently, holding his head, heard Zhen Xin's voice, very light and very cold, "These are true!"

In an instant, the memory of suppressing the dust seal swept Zhen Yi like a flood.

Huai Ru stimulated her cruelly, and she finally remembered that many years ago, she kicked away the words and crawled over to hold the hand of her ankle, and threw him into the garbage dump. He lay on the ground, motionless, like dead ... …

... There was a voice in her head saying "Kill her", and Huai Ru fell downstairs ...

... she ran in the autumn wind barefoot in thin clothes, she ran to kill Li You, she was brought back to Jiuxi by words ...

... She saw a black diary of the world, saw only a few words of intermittent words, and saw his only sentence "the rest of the story is so far, the liver and intestines are broken", seeing his 8 years of "the Zhen Yi did not return today."

... she made it ashes with a fire ...

... she hugged him in panic and hid under the bed and cried, "Words, they are coming to harm you." She hurt the guards of their house. She didn't know the words anymore. She cried and looked around for memories. Juvenile, she took a knife and hurt her words when she grew up ...

The tide of memory destroyed, her weak body and broken heart shattered into powder in a flash.

From the inside to the outside, it's cold.

Speech, her speech.

He never mentioned anything like that.

After that injury, he could still smile at her.

That night, he was lying on the grass in the bedroom, the moonlight was like water, the dandelion was flying, he held his back to cover his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was as light as gauze mist.

Zhen Yi opened her eyes stubbornly, and her tears rolled like beads off the thread, one by one from her pale cheeks.

The tide slowly faded, and her mind suddenly emptied. She was exhausted and exhausted, and only heard Zhen Xin's voice: "Kill her, Zhen Yi, kill her."

She was stunned, her eyes were empty, but there was a voice of words, very soft and slow, with the gentleness she had never heard, as if to melt her heart:

"Zhen Yi, seeing you like this, I am very distressed. So, I am sorry, I want you to forget the pain these days. But I am not permanently clearing your memory, and at some point in the future, you I will remember again under normal or irritated conditions.

At that time, maybe I will be by your side, holding your hand and spending time with you; maybe I am not, so you can only rely on yourself. I believe in your courage and strength, I believe you can.

Zhen Yi, don't listen to anyone's blame, this is not your fault. "

This is what he engraved into her mind after hypnotizing her that day, slowly, like a clear spring flowing through her heart,

"Zhen Yi, I think there is an opportunity for us to separate for 8 years, miss each other, re-know each other, and examine ourselves, which is very good.

I think you deserve to meet a better person, so I try to make myself a better person.

I seem to have done it, so Zhen Yi, don't be sad. This may be something happy.

As for your condition,

In the past, they said that I was sick, and you said it didn't matter; now, they said that you were sick, and I said, it didn't matter. "

Zhen Yi's tears were as violent as the opening of the gate, as if she saw the clean and distant ancient garden, she was lying on the soft collapse beside the bed, describing the withered, he stood beside her, holding her hand, staring at her eyes , Send these words from the heart to her heart word by word ... so patient, so quiet.

Words, how can you love me so much?

When the words went out, Huai Sheng sat in a chair and leaned his head against the wall to sleep.

Perhaps hearing a slight closing sound, Huai Sheng woke up, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "Is there any progress?"

Without speaking, he went to sit next to him.

Before, he said that Huaisheng should wait, and he had some questions about Yang Zi, so Huaisheng was also stationed in the police station unconsciously.

He yawned and sat straight up to see the speech, to see that his handsome face was no longer warm when he sat with Zhenyi a day ago. His voice was no longer elegant, but he was as heavy as water:

"How much do you know about Yang Zi?"

Huai Sheng replied: "Although I have known each other for a long time, but I didn't have much contact, but she and my sister are closer. Her messy medicines may have been obtained from my sister."

He talked about some of Yang Zi's trivia, nothing more than frivolous snobbery and careful thinking. Speaking of her demeanor, she once wanted to hook up the boss of her firm, and then later wanted to hook up with the prosecutor.

Listen to the words lightly, without speaking.

After Huaisheng finished, he asked, "I am curious how do you know the relationship between Yang Zi and Zheng Ying?"

The statement was short: "The blade and theatrical costume in the throat."

Huai Sheng frowned: "Mean?"

Yan Yan gave him a look: "Zheng Ying's outfit at the time of death, and the blade in her throat, are the pillows of Martin McDonough's classic Broadway show."

"Ah, I know, one story sets after another." Huai Sheng patted his head. "It's about pillow people letting children see the tragedy and pain they will encounter when they grow up, letting children choose freely. . If they grow up, they have to endure a tragic life; if they do n’t want to grow up, the pillow people help them die without pain in their childhood. "

"Oh, is it?" Said the words lightly. "The story that impressed me the most is not this."

"What is it?"

"There is a younger brother who is very imaginative and writes novels that have amazed many readers. In fact, his parents kept his brother in the cellar and abused him every night, so that he could hear his brother ’s scream in his dream Stimulate his imagination. "

"Between brothers or sisters, one person's happiness and success is based on another person's tragedy and sacrifice." Huai Sheng's face showed a bit of pain. "So you think that Yang Zi is the tragedy, and Zheng Ying is happiness. Ignorant another? "

The expression "huh" sounded.

Huaisheng had nothing more to say, lowering his head: "No wonder Yang Zi and my sister have such a good relationship because they all have the same hardship."

Words: "But I think that sometimes, the party who pays to see their brother and sister have a successful and happy life is also a kind of happiness with themselves."

"What do you mean?" Huai Sheng asked, but he didn't answer, and turned his head to look at another place.

The thin wheelchair rolling sound from the corridor, Huai Sheng looked at it soundly, and a man who looked exactly like his words sat in the wheelchair and came alone.

He parked the wheelchair next to Yan Ge, just like he didn't see Huai Sheng, looking straight at Yan Ge.

Yan Ge got up and left with Yan Xu.

After the corner, he looked down at him: "Is there something wrong?"

"An Yao has not been in good spirits recently, and there seems to be something wrong. I hope you go back and show her."

"I can't walk away now." Yan Ge said.

"I have come to you for the third time."

"Then I will tell you again, I can't walk away."

Yan Xu bowed his head.

Yange turned to go, but eventually backed away, leaning against the wall, gazing at his brother shallowly: "Are you sad?"

"No." Yan Xu's voice was very low, "I'm used to being responsive. The family is like this to me."

"Yan Xu, needless to say about the past."

"But that's the fact." Yan Xu breathed a little fast. "Originally I was sick, only me, my mother only took care of me, regardless of you, Ignore you, and you are also sick. My brother Yanyan also, my mother believes others Saying that autism can stimulate well, I talk to my brother every day. "

The more he said, the lower his voice, and he lowered his head deeper.

"I'm not good. But now, I am getting better. As long as she is good, I will be good. Words, please help me to see her."

Without saying a word, his short hair was sharp and his eyebrows were black and beautiful, and he only said, "I really can't walk away."

Yan Xu said: "As long as there is a phone at home, ten Liyou will also be released for exchange."

"But Li You can't let it go." Yange answered.

"As you like, I'll come again tomorrow." Yan Xu pushed the wheelchair and left.

The lights in the room were still white and bright, and the blood stains on the walls had dried up and blackened.

Yang Zi leaned back against the wall and stared at Zhen Yi at a distance, she was put on a collar and sat decayingly on the ground against the wall. But the expression on her face was too varied, even Yang Zi felt dazed and panicked.

She had never seen a person's personality split, and when it appeared alternately, it would be such a horror.

Just a moment ago, Zhen Yi, who was drowning in the blood on the ground, suddenly sat up, as if borrowing a corpse to return to his soul, looking back at Yang Zi, his lips suddenly evoked a strange smile, dark eyes, and dark eyes With bitter hatred, he said:

"Zhen Yi, kill her! Kill this woman named Yang Zi."

Yang Zi was sitting on the ground, still holding a decimated cigarette butt, watching her step by step towards herself, her hair long like a waterfall, her face pale, her clothes ruined like a female ghost, Yang Zi was stunned, just about to get up, no Want to Zhen Xin kicked over, hit her chest. Yang Zi pained his teeth and bit his tongue, and the **** smell filled his mouth. She hurriedly grabbed the only weapon in the room: the blade. But he lifted it up, and Zhen Xin's face was vicious, but he vigorously slammed it, and the tip of the knife broke off. Yang Zi was so distracted that he was so scared that he would only roll back and hide. The collar hugged her neck, and she roared to pull it apart, and Yang Zi was stunned.

Not thinking about the next second, the woman's complexion changed, and she was instantly weak and painful, and she could not bear the severe pain of the body and fell to the ground. She was lying on the ground, with tears in her eyes, and she couldn't stop crying: "You don't think about it! I won't listen to you, I don't want to kill!"

Soon, Zhen Xin sat up, his back straight, and his face was horrible: "You don't listen to me? Who protects you when you are suffering? She is a bitch, what hurts our body? You don't Kill her? You shit! "

Zhen Yi lay on the ground, whining and crying: "No, my sister is not like this. My sister will not kill, no."

Yang Zi clutched her chest that was kicked by Zhen Xin and glanced at the broken blade. She was so frightened that her feet were soft and she slowly squatted down and covered herself with the table.

Before, she wanted to watch Zhen Yi split and read jokes, but now she was too scared to approach. Who is that? She can stand up and attack her like that? She is like a beast, and she will break the collar every time she is crazy!

Yang Zi shook her hand and glanced at the door. She should go out immediately and lock the madman Zhen Yi inside. She had to go downstairs and leave the manor immediately.

Just about to get up and see Zhen Xin standing up, she immediately hid.

Zhen Xin's mouth twitched and refuted fiercely: "What do you think your sister is? Is it your savior? You just want the sister's benefits and care, and you don't want the side that is not what you want? When you were suffering in the past, yes Who is begging me to save ?!

Who do you think helped you deal with Ai Xiaoying's body, who helped you beat Qi Mian's bastard, and who helped you deal with Huai Ru's lunatic? "

Zhen Yi was stunned, and her imagination was completely broken. She didn't expect that her sister who cared about her at that moment in life was such an abominable person. She stopped her tears and gritted her teeth:

"Don't want to put the wrong things you do on my head, don't try to push me all the responsibility.

sister? You say you are an elder sister, why do you hurt words? I love him so much, I love him so much! Why are you hurting her? "

"Because you are too hateful, so useless. For a man who does not love you, suppress me three or four times." Italy, you have snatched my body for so long, and the good days are coming to an end. This time, you do not want to suppress me again. "

Zhen Yi covered her head with tears: "No, I won't let you out, don't try to knock me down."

She had a terrible pain in her head. It seemed like she was playing with someone with great energy. She was so tired and painful. But even if her words were not around, she couldn't let herself get lost.

No matter how irritating she is, she has to grind her teeth to survive.

Tears came down, she screamed: "You go!"

Yang Zi squatted under the table in shock, not knowing who said the fierce and fierce "you roll" just now, Zhen Xin or Zhen Yi?

But for a long time, nothing happened.

Yang Zi slowly protruded her head, suddenly horrified and covered with hair, Zhen Xin stood in front of her, her face was pale, red lips and black hair, and her eyes were stiff.

Yang Zi didn't move, but in the next moment, the stiffness on Zhen Yi's face melted away. She was very weak and wobbled like a piece of paper in the wind. It collapsed and fell to the ground. There was no movement.

Yang Zi was stunned and didn't dare to look at it. He hurriedly got up and ran to the door of the room. His hand hadn't touched yet. The door lock was automatically twisted and pushed away. A man appeared in front of him, looking at her coldly, with a woman on her back.

Yang Zi froze: "How did you catch her?"

The man walked in and threw the woman on the shoulder to the ground:

"Suspected by this policeman."

"It's all right."

"It's okay. She's the only one." The man looked at Zhen Yi, "What about Zhen Xin?"

"I just came out and I don't know what the situation is now."

"Very good. With this police officer in hand, it's easier to do things." The man turned around. "I'm going out again."

"What are you doing?"

"Catch a more important person."

Within the police station, policy makers gathered to convene another emergency meeting.

Si Gui lost contact and disappeared.

Although it is still uncertain, everyone thinks it may be related to Yang Zi who kidnapped Zhen Yi. Ji Yang once again proposed to take Li You out in exchange for hostages, and Chen sir insisted on the superior order to disagree.

Even so, Ji Yang they are ready to use fake hostage exchange to lure the suspect Yang Zi out of the combat strategy. The combat forces of all parties have begun to deploy in full preparation.

The heads of the special police communications logistics departments are urgently negotiating countermeasures.

Speaking of exceptional silence, she was silent in the corner. Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang, it was the phone. He picked it up and heard An Yao's panic voice:

"Speech, Yan Xu was arrested."

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