Hidden Assassin

The explosion in the hotel that night was not widely publicized. When Fang Yusi found Jiaming through various channels that day, it was already afternoon. At this time, Mu Qingqing and Ding Xiong were studying the case with people from Hong Kong at the Yau Ma Tei police station. , the new accommodation address had not yet been arranged, Fang Yusi suddenly came over, which shocked a group of people.

Given their status, it’s not that they don’t have the opportunity to get in touch with celebrities. Xiaopang often gets some precious celebrity peripherals because of his uncle’s relationship. But if you really want to have close contact with a big star like Fang Yusi, it’s not because of some unpleasant things. The relationship is really rare. The whole team was in a state of panic for a while. Only the team leader Mu Cha, who had always been serious, was unhappy. He was originally a bit slanderous about Mu Qingqing actually bringing a patient to Hong Kong to handle the case. , at this time, a big star was actually involved to influence the work, but he was serious, and he did not show anger at this time to dampen everyone's enthusiasm.

"If you haven't arranged a place to live yet, I have a villa here. You can move to my place temporarily. The conditions are not very good, but... it's okay..."

After the afternoon ended, Fang Yusi, who had been alone with Jiaming in the reception room for more than two hours, suggested this. She said it simply, but everyone also understood that such a big star's villa is definitely quite adequate. Mu Qingqing She declined a few words with Ding Xiong, but Fang Yusi seemed to be very firm in her attitude towards Jiaming. Mu Qingqing also wanted to ask her more about Jiaming’s previous affairs, and finally agreed. In addition, regarding the explosion last night , Fang Yusi also seems to think that she has some channels.

"I'm here... I know a few friends in the circle. They may have some connections. I've already called them and asked them to check. If it was done by some association in Hong Kong, they can usually do it. Find out..."

She spoke hesitantly about this. Mu Qingqing and Ding Xiong also probably understand that the entertainment industry in Hong Kong actually has an unclear relationship with the underworld, and most of them are directly controlled by a few gangsters. With Fang Yusi's current status in the entertainment industry, she naturally has access to this aspect. Although the police's sources of information are not necessarily worse than those of the gangs, it is always much better to have this kind of relationship.

Because of the explosion last night, it was impossible for the crime squad to exclude the two of them from the case investigation team, but in fact, the summary of clues throughout the afternoon did not have much effect. Because this incident is indeed a bit strange, although there was a case a long time ago where desperadoes sent bombs to blow up the police to seek revenge. But since Hong Kong's return, the local gangs have never been so arrogant as to dare to bomb the mainland criminal police who came to jointly investigate, no matter what. Throwing this bomb was equivalent to a slap in the face to the police, and the situation immediately escalated. It can only spread even more, and there is absolutely no possibility that it will be left unsolved. xjunxzixtangxfirstxissuex This kind of thing is not good for any local gang, and the clues currently investigated by the police are all within the scope of the gang. There are not many people who can escape with just one vote. Dude, then, who was it that dropped the bomb?

With such doubts, in the evening of that day, several people moved into Fang Yusi's villa in Taipingshan. It looks a bit unprepossessing from the outside, but the various facilities inside are really luxurious, except for Fang Yusi in the villa. There are also five or six people living there including her manager, driver, chef, and bodyguards. Although singers and movie stars seem to the outside world to be recognized as wealthy people, there are not many people who can achieve her level.

Fang Yusi had some entertainment that night, so she settled in with a few people and went out. Ding Xiong went out for a stroll. Mu Qingqing and Jia Ming were watching TV in the living room, looking at Jia Ming who was thinking about something. Mu Qingqing was so full of questions that she couldn't ask any questions. It was about ten o'clock in the evening. Jiaming looked at her for a while, frowning. Mu Qingqing looked at the thoughtful eyes and was stunned for a long time, then hesitantly asked: "Back to normal again? Say something."

This question was not answered, and Mu Qingqing was relieved. Anyway, he looked thoughtful all the time. After a while, she looked at the clock and was about to turn off the TV and go to sleep. Then she stood up and finally heard a slow voice beside her: "About... nine years ago..."

"What happened nine years ago?"

As if his thoughts were confused, Jia Ming shook his head: "In summer...in autumn, in the hospital...1995...no...in Pei Luojia, me and...them...5173 I was the one who killed It's not...I know you..."

In the past, when he suddenly returned to normal, he only spoke a few short sentences, which sounded completely like a normal person. At most, it made people feel a little withdrawn. However, what he said now showed a chaotic state, and he did not. Don't be in a hurry, think about one sentence, then shake your head lightly, and slowly finish the sentence "I know you." He frowned and stopped talking. Mu Qingqing tried hard to summarize the whole sentence, but couldn't figure it out. If she had any clues, at most she would be slightly startled by the words "I killed him on 5173".

"Of course we... have known each other, but... 5173? You... were never an agent before, haha..." Being sensitive to this sentence is just a professional habit. Mu Qingqing asked if it was When he got the answer, he stopped thinking about it and just turned around and sat down again, "Nine years ago, that's right. You at least know the time now. Nine years ago was indeed 1995. That year...I I just became a police officer not long ago. I am young, messy, and don’t understand anything. I am busy at the police station all day long..."

She patted Jiaming on the shoulder and recalled what happened nine years ago, but most of them could not be remembered clearly. These memories had long been mixed together in her mind, entangled with what happened ten and eight years ago. , no difference: "At that time... I remember that my sister always stole my police uniform, and I beat her several times for this... I have a sister, you know, just the photo in my wallet …I don’t know if you’ve seen it before, now, let me show it to you again…”

She took out her wallet and opened it to show Jiaming the photo: "I have been like a boy since I was a child, and I have an excessive sense of justice. At that time, I wanted to be a policeman all day long... But she is a little taller than me now..." She gestured, He talked about some previous things intermittently, and then said with a smile: "You have been thinking that one day you will definitely think about everything clearly. Don't worry, today is a big progress, but don't forget after thinking clearly. Just let me know.|| First hair...||".

That's what it says. However, that night, she couldn't sleep. First, it was the new environment, and then she was thinking about what Jia Ming said nine years ago. At that time, I didn't want to think too much about things like murder. However, after I fell asleep in bed, I couldn't help but think about Jiaming's great strength, the incident of knocking people out with a shovel, and the incident of Yinhu. He had never thought about it before. It could really be someone like a secret agent killer. The moonlight shone in from the window sill, and she lay on the bed tossing and turning. It was probably midnight. I heard the sound of the door opening from outside. It was Fang Yusi who had returned home.

After more than an hour, she was sure she couldn't sleep. Go to the balcony to enjoy the breeze. From here, you can see the charming night view of Victoria Harbor. It was by the swimming pool under the balcony. Fang Yusi, who was wearing a beige dress, was sitting there with her bare feet in the water, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, listening to music with headphones on, and shaking her head. She didn't know what kind of premonition she had, but she turned around, smiled slightly, and then swung her wine glass towards the balcony: "Can't you sleep? Come down and sit down for a while."

Two minutes later, Mu Qingqing walked downstairs and said, "This is my first time in Hong Kong. I'm not used to it these days."

"Sometimes I feel uncomfortable. You know, we travel around all year round and have no fixed place to live. We don't feel at home anywhere." Fang Yusi raised her glass and smiled, "Drinking?"

"No."

"A glass of red wine at night will help you sleep. I'll get you a glass."

She walked to the floor of the room not far away and took a glass, and then poured it for Mu Qingqing: "Being a police officer is very stressful? I always think that girls who can be criminal police officers are so handsome, but I'm sure It takes more effort than men.”

"It's the same everywhere."

"The entertainment industry is different. Well..." Fang Yu thought for a moment. "No, the things we pay are different. We..."

She closed her mouth when she said this. Mu Qingqing didn't know how to continue, but Fang Yusi was the first to raise her head and laugh: "But no matter what, the policewoman is really awesome. Here's to you."

"Oh, thank you."

Although Fang Yusi left a not very good first impression on Jiaming, after so many years of acting career, when she really wants to impress someone, it is still quite simple after all. Afterwards, she made a few casual jokes and some female entertainment circles. The incident with the police also eliminated the initial gap in Mu Qingqing's heart, and the two of them chatted by the swimming pool.

"...Since you have done so well and are so tired, why don't you find time to take a rest?" "There is no way, what we are eating is youth food. If you take a little rest, there may not be much after that." People know you. When I was filming the first few movies, I felt very good about myself. I felt that I had become famous overnight. I was praised for my acting and singing. I was so proud. Who knew that I would become famous all the time? , if it weren't for... Phew, anyway, I don't plan to rest until I really can't stand it anymore. While I'm young, I can do whatever I can..."

"When did you meet Jiaming?"

Fang Yusi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "You have been thinking about this all night, uh..." She clasped her hands together, as if begging, "I have a reason, there are many things about him that I can't say. It might be troublesome, but I knew him... He was still in high school at that time, and I remember him running on the stage to imitate "Only You" in Westward Journey and frightening a room full of people, haha... But that's okay We don’t really know each other. I was shocked when we did meet him. I guess he didn’t have a good impression of me. He was so embarrassed. It would be great if we could do it again..."

Mu Qingqing frowned and didn't understand. It was really difficult to relate the content to this man who thought about things all day long and said nothing: "Captain Ding said that Jiaming might have been a song writer before..."

"That's right." Fang Yusi smiled brightly, "He used to be the most powerful songwriter, but he didn't want to be famous, so he kept a lot of things secret. Mr. Huang and Zheng Zepei both admired him. He really helped me a lot. , if it weren’t for him, I think I would have stepped off the stage and bowed, so now I really hope that I can help him in some way... By the way, what about you? How did we meet? "

After finally confirming Jiaming's previous occupation, Mu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. Songwriting was a career that was a bit far away for her anyway, but at least she was an artist, which was far from a killer agent or anything like that. , she is really a bit neurotic... As she thought about it, she talked about how she met Jia Minghou. When she talked about him selling sugar and roasted chestnuts, Fang Yusi had a look of surprise on her face. When she talked about pushing a cart in the rainy night, she , then knocked out a criminal with a shovel, and she even patted her chest and laughed.

"It's so dangerous, it's even more dangerous than when we make a movie."

"Yes, he is very strong."

"I know he must have learned some kung fu before, the kind that strengthened his body. His current strength must have been developed in the past few years. Pushing such a heavy car every day and having headaches is really... It's so difficult for him... …”

The two women were talking like this by the swimming pool, feeling quite maternal. Fang Yusi did not dare to tell Mu Qingqing about the situation in Jiaming's family and relatives. She was already investigating these matters. But when such a high-level relationship was involved, who knew who Jiaming had offended before? If he sent it back, it would affect the people he cared about. She probably would have only done a disservice in the end. Her current plan was to arrange for Jiaming's treatment first, and then let him decide everything on his own after the treatment. This matter was not urgent. Even if he couldn't be cured, raising him would not be a big problem in the future. It was just a way of repaying her kindness. The more she did, the more comfortable she felt.

The next day, Mu Qingqing and Ding Xiong were going to the Crime Unit. Fang Yusi had nothing to do all day, so she suggested taking Jiaming out for a walk and maybe contacting some good brain experts to give him a look. Mu Qingqing naturally agreed. Come down: "If you want him to do something, keep dragging him there and nagging him in his ear, and he will agree. Although he doesn't speak, he has a very good personality."

"If only he had been so easy to talk to when we first met..." Fang Yusi couldn't help but sigh.

In this way, during the day, Fang Yusi drove a sports car and took Jiaming around the streets of Hong Kong. From time to time, she said a few words about what happened to her in the past few years, Ye Lingjing and Liu Huai in the past. Sha Ah and the like tried to stir up Jiaming's thoughts, but it seemed to have no effect throughout the morning. Just before noon, I received a phone call.

"Hey, Uncle Li, am I...do you have any clues about the bomb? Thank you for asking you to worry...Haha, now...I have a friend, the one I said was almost bombed...His words... Okay, okay, we’ll be right over…”

After hanging up the phone, the sports car turned around, and dozens of minutes later, they arrived at a villa near Kowloon. Several men wearing sunglasses, all of whom looked very kind, were waiting at the door. After getting out of the car, Fang Yusi took Jia Ming's hand and walked over with a smile.

"Don't be afraid of them, I'll be with you and it'll be fine."

Squeezing Jiaming's palm, the big star said happily...

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