After the flas, the world returned to silence. Waiting for the next sudden ambush.
Luo Xiansheng walked over in high-top desert combat boots and kicked out the fire pit in front of Yan Jian, "The flas will expose our position, attracting shells."
Yan Jian was exhausted: "But we don’t belong to either side, why should they attack us?"
"In the dark, no one cares if you’re an enemy. As long as the fla isn’t on your own turf, it gets attacked. Besides, this is a battlefield; if they’re not your own, they’re the enemy."
Yan Jian irritably kicked away the extinguished wood: "What a damned life!"
It’s hard to imagine that in this era of peace she grew up in, there are still places in the world at war. In a daze, she always feels like she’s traveled through ti.
Mr. Luo bit a grass stalk and sat down: "Scared? Then hurry back."
When they first arrived in Asia, he wanted her to return the sa way, but didn’t expect that just after they got off the plane, before he could drag her to find a flight back, the airport was bombed. The airport couldn’t recover quickly, so he had to take her along.
They hired locals with guns as bodyguards. Every trip requires a dozen heavily ard bodyguards. Locals can buy an AK47 gun for 300 US Dollars, and residents have to carry guns when going out to buy groceries. The situation is chaotic, and no one can guarantee they’ll be alive tomorrow.
In such a tough environnt, the two relied on each other for survival.
Yan Jian sniffled: "Want to go back? Sure. But only if you can get a helicopter in, equipped with ground-to-air rocket launchers."
Luo Xiansheng felt a gloom: "Yes, what Huangfu Huazhang could do, I cannot."
Back then, Huangfu Huazhang used such hardware conditions to save Da Sheng’s life amidst the raging war.
Everything was dark; there was a mont without artillery flashes, and in this darkness, although Yan Jian couldn’t see Luo Xiansheng’s face, she could feel his mood.
She bit her tongue: "Sorry. I didn’t really an that. What I really wanted to say is: I don’t want to leave alone, I want to be here, supporting each other with you. Though I can’t help much, at least I can accompany you, preventing you from being lonely."
Luo Xiansheng’s heart trembled, couldn’t help but tilt his head, looking at her silhouette under the dim starlight.
He reached out, and gently ruffled her hair.
The little girl he watched grow up is grown now, already showing the sa courage as her older sister.
This sudden intimacy made Yan Jian’s cheeks flush, and she shook her head.
"Little Sound, you know, if romance novels depict scenarios like ours now, the male and female leads would have their relationships flourish. In such dangerous environnts, even strangers can fall for each other," Yan Jian said sadly.
Luo Xiansheng frowned and withdrew his hand: "Yan Jian, I’ve told you why I’m here."
Yan Jian looked at a lonely star in the sky and laughed forcefully, nodding hard: "Of course I rember, so I’m even sadder. In novels, even strangers begin to love each other. But just now, why did I suddenly feel that instead of bringing us closer, we seed even more distant?"
Just then, Little Sound ruffled her hair. But that intimacy wasn’t like lovers, more like a brother to a sister.
She clearly felt it, unable to deceive herself even briefly.
Luo Xiansheng also felt apologetic: "Yan Jian, you shouldn’t have co with in the first place."
Yan Jian laughed: "Don’t worry, I didn’t co for you; like you, I’m here for my sister. We just happen to be here for the sa person, stepping on the sa land, doing the sa thing."
Luo Xiansheng felt sothing was wrong, couldn’t help but reach out to examine. Sure enough, her chin was wet.
"You cried?" He felt deeply sympathetic.
Yan Jian laughed: "In such a dark night, you can pretend not to see. Really, don’t mind ."
Damn, she didn’t want to cry either. Why, had she forgotten what she ca to Asia for?
She didn’t co for him, truly. She reminded herself that she was here for her sister, to not watch helplessly as her sister ended up trapped, right?
But tonight it’s strange, can’t say why she felt so sad, couldn’t control her tears.
Maybe it’s facing this hellish side of the Kingdom, deeply feeling death so close, unable to bear it, right?
Luo Xiansheng grew increasingly suspicious: "Yan Jian... actually, I’ve been wanting to ask you these days, what happened?"
The previous Yan Jian was the most darling girl of the Tang Family, with the pride typical of the youngest in the family, straightforward and forceful. Even competing for Da Sheng, she never hid her intentions.
So before, if Yan Jian had a chance to be alone with him, she’d definitely try to stick close with him. But ever since the plane, even though he sat beside her, she seed to forget he existed, imrsed only in her own thoughts.
After years together, he could once read her thoughts instantly; but this journey, he found he couldn’t.
Clearly seeing her lost in thought, sighing inexplicably, yet unable to guess what she’s really thinking.
Yan Jian was greatly shocked, instinctively shivering, staring at him in astonishnt through the night.
"What are you saying? Wha-what’s wrong with ? I’ve done nothing wrong!"
Luo Xiansheng shook his head: "Fine, maybe I’m just oversensitive. Yan Jian, anyways, I hope you can be happy. If sothing’s troubling you, don’t bear it alone, talk to ."
"No!" Yan Jian imdiately denied: "I asked you, stop overthinking, okay? Little Sound, don’t forget you’re a man!"
The topic couldn’t continue, Yan Jian nervously scooted a bit away, switching to a safer conversation.
"... Tell what you’ve discovered these days. Is there a chance to clear my sister’s na?"
Luo Xiansheng sighed deeply: "From the investigation in these days, so local child institutions indeed have cases of missing girls. The missing ones are all good-looking, under 12 years old. Various descriptions match those girls from Yanwu Square."
"Moreover... those transport rchants who worked with Da Sheng also confird that indeed, there were children hidden in Da Sheng’s cargo containers."
Yan Jian angrily clenched her fists: "If that’s true, it has nothing to do with my sister. Since they appear in the transport containers, it must be Huangfu Huazhang’s doing! But this scoundrel actually refuses to testify for my sister, trying to fra her, taking revenge on my brother!"
"Then we absolutely cannot let him off." Luo Xiansheng’s eyes flashed with cruelty: "He can fra Da Sheng; now that we’re in Asia, I can drag him down too."
After years of battling in the entertainnt circle, learning the ins and outs of scheming, Luo Xiansheng also mastered them skillfully. Previously, he thought it unnecessary. But now, to help Da Sheng, he’d do anything!
Yan Jian looked up: "What’s your plan?"
"Witness." Luo Xiansheng clenched his fingertips in the darkness: "I can find witnesses to accuse him."
In such a wartorn place, money can buy tongues. He’s not shy to use up his last penny.
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Shi Nian visited Qi Xiuqi.
Actually, as a Chinese officer, Qi Xiuqi’s situation has already received special attention in the country. Through diplomacy between the two nations’ police, his real situation has been acknowledged by high-ranking officials.
So, as long as Qi Xiuqi wishes, he can lift the investigation at any ti and regain his freedom.
But he refused. He personally reported to the dostic police superior, applying to stay temporarily under a guise similar to an undercover agent, assisting the M Country police in solving the case; also in order to uncover the truth behind Shi Haoran’s death years ago.
Shi Haoran, as a pioneer in the dostic criminal psychology field, his martyrdom left police colleagues shocked and regretful. Although Gu Yong was found later, Qi Xiuqi reported many anomalies from those years, imploring the higher-ups for ti to uncover the truth for Teacher Shi.
Finally, through Tang Mingxiang’s personal diation, police from both nations reached an agreent, allowing Qi Xiuqi to stay.
During the eting, Qi Xiuqi quietly inford Shi Nian about this. Shi Nian listened, with tears in her eyes.
It turns out this matter isn’t sothing she alone rembers, not only her seeking the truth; it turns out her dad’s forr comrades and superiors haven’t forgotten him, haven’t rely wrapped it up quickly by catching Gu Yong and giving a simple explanation; they’ve been holding onto it, wanting to give her dad a final answer.
Seeing tears welling up in her eyes, Qi Xiuqi couldn’t help reaching over, grasping her wrist.
"Back then, the bureau defined Gu Yong as the perpetrator partly because he indeed was guilty, needing punishnt; and partly to deceive the opponent, making them think that our Chinese police would conclude there and not continue tracking him. But in truth, everyone in the bureau never forgot Teacher Shi; we’ve never truly given up tracking."
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