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More than 200 meters away, on the roof of the power distribution house, a flame burst out, and the bullets dragged faint traces of light in the twilight, and disappeared in an instant.

Danto broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly threw the gun in his hand on the ground. After the incident, he suddenly came to his senses. He got up and looked over there, only to see that the glass of the pickup truck opposite was shattered, and there was a lot of blood on the body, and the ground was lying on the ground. With a dead body.

dead... dead?

He let out a sigh of relief, secretly glad that someone helped him out.

Woo~

Woo~

Woo~

Sirens sounded from the entrance of the car cemetery, and the Flying Tigers were surrounded by assault vehicles from all directions.

It's the police!

Before seeing the vehicle, Danto consciously ran to the clearing and raised his hands in surrender.

But there is one problem that he can't figure out. In order to exchange hostages safely, they traveled to many places in the afternoon, took the subway and made a big circle, and rented a car to come here. Lin Yue didn't contact HK during the process. Police, why did those people find such a remote place?

...

When Lin Yue returned to the parking spot with Ruan Wen in his arms, a police car drove up from the front door. While everyone was not paying attention, he kicked the gun under the car and put Ruan Wen on the back seat.

"how are you feeling?"

"It's okay, but the back is sore and the stomach is a little uncomfortable."

"Hold on, I'll find someone to call an ambulance."

While the two were talking, several armed men got out of the police car and pointed their guns at Lin Yue and Danto.

"Put down the gun, put down the gun..."

As a voice came, the members of the Flying Tigers closed their guns one after another and took a step back.

He Weilan walked over from the outside holding the walkie-talkie.

"How is Ruan Wen?"

Lin Yue said: "I bumped into it when I blocked the gun just now, and I feel a little uncomfortable, so call an ambulance immediately."

呲味~

At this time, the walkie-talkie in He Weilan's hand rang.

"Madam."

"How's the situation over there?"

"The gunman died, Wu Xiuqing was seriously injured, and the other man was slightly injured."

"Call an ambulance quickly."

"yes."

He Weilan put down the walkie-talkie, turned around and told the accompanying police officers to call an additional ambulance.

"Senior brother, you are too harsh."

She was referring to Wu Xiuqing.

Lin Yue pouted, without saying a word, he took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it over.

"What about mine?"

He Weilan's face changed: "You know everything?"

"You think the two lighters have the same shape, and I wouldn't know if I replaced them secretly? But I'm curious, how did you know what happened to me here?"

He Weilan looked around and saw that the people from the Flying Tigers were discussing the retreat after confirming that there was no danger at the scene, so she relaxed and said in a low voice: "When you asked me to protect Ruan Wen for a few days, she said that when you were in Qindao In order to protect a stray cat, I played marbles with a little fat man for several days, just to cultivate the love of the little guy. She also said that you are a very gentle person, but what you said to Ruan Wen yesterday..."

"It's too easy, isn't it?"

He Weilan nodded: "You look like you deliberately drove me away, and I noticed that you asked Barto to buy a new car, and you didn't use Ruan Wen's car. You should be worried that there is a tracker I arranged on it."

"So last night you borrowed my cigarette lighter to light a cigarette when you left, and exchanged it for Li Yongzhe's cigarette."

"Since you have seen through it all, you still carry it with you?"

"You have helped me so much, why should I give you a chance to set things right and prove yourself? This is the most valuable thing I can give you."

After speaking, he patted her on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the car.

He Weilan looked at his back with mixed emotions in her heart. Although it seemed that there was no possibility between them, for some reason, she didn't feel any complaints at all, let alone anger or hatred.

...

nine o'clock in the evening.

Wu Xiuqing was sent to the operating table to get the bullet. The doctor said that except for a little blood loss, her life was not in danger.

The situation of the "old painter" is much better, as long as he recuperates for a period of time, he can be transferred to the detention center after the wound heals.

Ruan Wen's mother Lu Xiulian was a little frightened, and she is resting in the ward now, while Lin Yue is still anxiously waiting for his girlfriend's examination report.

"Hi~"

Someone patted him on the back, and when he turned around, it was He Weilan.

"Is the matter over at the headquarters finished?"

"Almost." He Weilan said, "How is Ruan Wen?"

"The doctor said there is no serious problem, but it is recommended to do a more detailed examination."

"That's good. By the way, they're going to complain to Interpol about your crossing the border."

Lin Yue shrugged: "Whatever, at worst, take off this police uniform."

"Don't worry, my dad said, he will take care of it for you."

"So the box of cigars worked?"

He Weilan couldn't laugh or cry when he thought of his father's sour expression when he smoked for the first time.

"They also want to hold Danto accountable for illegal possession of weapons, but they didn't find the gun when they searched the scene, so don't worry, the punishment for Danto is deportation at most. Also, I'm curious, the gun "Where did you hide it?"

Lin Yue looked at her with a smile: "Secret."

He Weilan glared at him: "Playing tricks."

"What happened to the person at headquarters who called your attention?"

"Someone has been sent to watch."

"The hospital also cannot relax."

"Don't worry, I will stare at the 'painter' and Wu Xiuqing to death."

While the two were talking, a person came around the corner.

"Madam, you're here." Huang Ling said, before she went to the doctor to get the diagnosis materials of Wu Xiuqing and "painter".

"Officer Lin, I saw Miss Ruan's inspection report on the table, so I brought it here for you."

Huang Ling handed a file bag to Lin Yue while talking.

"Thanks."

Lin Yue opened the file bag and took out the materials inside and flipped through it, his face became very strange.

He Weilan was a little curious: "What's wrong?"

"No... nothing."

"Really nothing?"

"It's nothing!"

"I do not believe."

...

Two weeks later, in the evening.

On the deck of the Star Ferry.

Ruan Wen stood on the inside of the ship, his hair fluttering and his skirt fluttering in the humid sea breeze.

"Aren't you curious what my real name is?"

Lin Yue, who was hugging her from behind, shook his head: "The important thing is who you want to be."

Ruan Wen sighed: "But no matter what you say, it can't change the fact that I am her substitute."

Lin Yue held her cool hand from behind, and put his head on her side face: "Do you still remember the painting we finished together? From the beginning to the end, there is only one Ruan Wen in my eyes, and that is you."

Ruan Wen touched his still smooth belly, turned around and put his arms around his neck: "You're right, for the good memories between us, it doesn't matter what it's called."

Lin Yue looked into her eyes and smiled and said, "It's rich to be Ruan Wen. Even if I don't work, I don't have to worry about starving to death."

She was amused by him: "You really want to be a Ruan rice king."

Lin Yue kissed her: "Otherwise? I don't want to disappoint the person who called me a bad boy."

"Blind and poor."

When Ruan Wen saw the tourists looking at him, he gave him a symbolic push: "Speaking of which, we cannot decide on this matter."

Lin Yue knew what she meant. Now that the "old painter" and Wu Xiuqing have been arrested, a series of investigations into the "painter" case are being restarted. As Wu Xiuqing's puppet, it is impossible for her to continue to work and live as Ruan Wen .

"Don't worry, let me handle this problem."

Lin Yue held her hand and pulled it to his eyes: "I said you are Ruan Wen, and you are Ruan Wen."

After finishing speaking, he stroked her lower abdomen with his hand: "I want him to have an artist mother."