Hidden Assassin

In this situation, meeting Ye's parents, whether for Jia Ming, Jing Jing, or Sha Sha, is something that has not been thought of before, but now that something has happened, it may seem even more awkward and uncertain if you don't show your help. Anyway, it's a knife to stretch your head. With emotions you had a few days ago that you hadn't thought about, Jiaming walked out naturally.

At night, amidst the ambulance-specific flute, the light of the street lamp quickly crossed the window, drifting towards the street and the rear of the field of view. In the car, the nurses and doctors are skillfully attaching various instrument wires to the wounded with blood. The tranquillity in plain clothes is also helping. A little further behind the car, Jia Ming, Jing, Sha Sha are sitting on both sides, communicating with each other with their eyes, the look is delicate and strange. The two women sat together, holding hands together, and as the vehicles drove, they occasionally whispered to each other, quietly looking at the mother in front of them, Sha Sha shamefully lowered her head.

“What to do…”

“Dead...” Quietly mumbled his teeth, whispering.

The emergency rescue work had been done before the arrival of the ambulance. At this time, there was not much work to be done to the injured person. Two doctors and a nurse quickly did the work. Although it did not belong to the same hospital, Zhan Jingxian obviously knew the doctor as well. He spoke quietly when his hands were empty.

“Luckily, Director Duan, you were there. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you... How badly did you get hurt? Where's the driver?”

“The driver ran away, but saw the license plate, let's wait for the police to arrive...” Duan Jingxian frowned, “Obviously speeding, presumably drunk driving again. ”

“Don't worry about it. ”

“Just for the record, there were a lot of witnesses at the time, okay. ”

“Oh, the three of them...” The doctor smiled and gave a hint to the back. Zhang Jingxian was sitting next to Ming at this time, looking at him with his head, then sighed: "My child. ”

The doctor was stunned: “All of them? ”

“Almost.” She reached over Jiaming's head, touched some long hair and was blown a little confused by the night breeze. She opened her hair in front of her forehead. She only dropped her hand a moment later and swept her eyes through the other two women. “It didn't save anyone's mind...”

“I haven't heard of three children before, but I heard that you have a daughter who went to Vienna to further study......”

“Nah, that's it.” Duan Jing skilfully glanced at the spiritual quiet opposite and yang his chin, then began to introduce both sides: “Dr. Qin, Ling Jing, Huisha, Jiaming, you three, it's Aunt Qin. ”

“Hello Auntie Qin. ”

All three are now only twenty-two and three years old, and although they have reached the age of entry into society, it seems that the line between youth and adolescents is a little blurred on the outside. At this time, it seems a good idea to call people by the rules. After both sides greeted each other, quietly watching mother appeared to be pale and said frighteningly: “Mom...”

Unfinished, Duan Jingxian glanced at her: “Go back to your sufferings!” Sober and quiet never dare speak again.

At a time when there were outsiders themselves, and it was not a good time to narrate, Duan Jingxian held Jiaming's hand in his own hand and measured him. He asked: "Is my head not hurting?” Jia Ming nodded and said, “It's done.” Then he looked across the street at the sand and said: “The sand is much thinner too...” Sand just smiled quietly. I just don't have a good face for my own daughter. Then Dr. Qin was probably bored on the night shift. At this time, he spoke with Duan Jingxian unsuccessfully. When asked about Vienna, he could only say a few words of embarrassment. He also said that when the ambulance arrived, he saw that Jiaming's first aid technique was proficient. He deserved to be the child of Duan Director. Duan Jingxian nodded with a smile. Looking at Jiaming's smile was somewhat complicated, Jiaming could only keep a harmless smile from people and animals.

About ten minutes after the ambulance arrived at the destination, the hospital, which appeared quiet in the night, made a short noise. Since it was not a quiet hospital, the next surgery would naturally not be conducted by her. During a brief communication with several doctors, Jiaming and the other three people could only sit on the bench between the emergency outdoor corridors and whisper a few words.

“Dead...”

“What if I went back to see Papa Ye? ”

“Nothing to say, head down and get approved...”

“Ye Ma didn't yell at us just now, are you glad to see us back? ”

“Looking at me like I was going to beat me up on the spot, the days I just got back from Vienna were not like this... now her fire is on me... Jiaming, it's all your fault...”

“It is expected that they will be expelled...”

“He also said the wind was cold...”

Gently and vigorously twisted Jiaming Jiaming's arm, Jiaming pointed to the side, only to see the hallway, the doctors had stopped talking, part of them walked to the operating room, section Jingxian came this way, quietly bowed his head, rulesly lowered his head and sat down. Also at this time, several people like the patient's family ran around the corner, first rushed over to ask the doctor, then saw Zhang Jingxian and Jiaming three people sitting here in ordinary summer clothes, one of them came to ask if it was their fault.

Slightly explained, the doctor on duty testified, the person suddenly apologized, then two policemen have arrived, not only to understand the wounded, on the other hand, naturally also to interrogate and make a statement, in the room about the affairs, two policemen came out, the injured family asked the information of the perpetrator, and Duan Jingxian frowned this way: “Okay, let's go home. ”

“Mom, did you really see the license plate?” Speak quietly.

“Of course I saw it...” Duan Jingxian said a license plate number and then patted it on the back of his daughter's head, "It's none of your business, you'll see when you get home! ”

“Mom...” Ling Jing suddenly frowned and looked bitterly, then held up Sand's hand as if looking for a mountain. At this time, the two people did not dare to have too much intimacy with Jiaming, and went outside with him behind Duan Jingxian. However, the family in the rear slightly frowned and glanced at the operating room. One of the policemen was seriously following the instructions, even if it was far apart, he could understand what they were saying by reading their lips.

It's a military brand, someone who has something to do with it...

The thought just flashed in his mind, and then was replaced by the anguish in front of him, following the three people in front of him, he reached out and rubbed his forehead.

My head seems to be hurting again...

I don't know if I can get away with this.

Alas... forget it...

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The night is already late, the neighborhood is quiet and quiet, the street lights are distributed like silent guards on both sides of the road, between the floors, there are soft lights in the still unreleased families, in this quiet atmosphere, you can only hear the TV dialogues in silence when you are close. The taxi lights crossed the streets of the neighborhood and slowly stopped. Not far away, there are also lights in the small martial arts hall, with familiar scenery nearby.

The fare was paid by Zhan Jingxian. Jiaming in the passenger seat returned for only three or four days. He had no wallet, ID card or anything else on him. He walked out the door, took a deep breath and measured his surroundings. Some nostalgia, Sha Sha had more or less the same emotions. Only Jing bowed his head. Mama Ye pushed them and as the taxi drove away, she knocked on the door: “Ye Han! ”

The lights crossed the eyes of several people and the door opened: “This is the time to come back, I thought you would be sooner, I...”

The voice stopped in the light. The figure stood at the door and his eyes turned on several people. A moment later, Jia Ming smiled: “Ye Daddy, I'm back...” Sha Sha also grabbed his hair with some embarrassment: “Ye Daddy...” Duan Jingxian patted her husband's shoulder tirelessly: “We got into a car accident... go in first, anyway, just come back...”

This sentence woke Ye Han up. He heard the accident. He measured four people first, then nodded. He drove aside: “Oh... just come back, just come back...” When a few people walked in, he touched Sand's head as before, then patted Jia Ming's shoulder.

The door is closed.

Due to his professional and professional relationship, Duan Jingxian often works overtime or at night at the hospital. Whenever this happens, Ye Han always prepares a snack night at home for his wife. Today is no exception, a pot of porridge cooked at night, a salted egg, a plate of squeezed vegetables. At this time, the porridge was divided into four bowls in front of everyone. The sound of a series of dramas was ringing in the TV. Soon, Ye Han came out of the kitchen and took a small dish containing extruded vegetables and placed it on the table with a jar of white porcelain, which was filled with sugar.

“Sha Sha used to like sugar.” Pushing the can in front of the sand, the sand nodded quickly: "Oh. ”

Five people sat at the dining table, each caring, the sand added sugar to their bowl, stirred slowly with a spoon, Zhang Jingxian was drinking water, it didn't seem to be in the mood to drink porridge, Jing and Jiaming also had some trouble drinking, after a long time, it was Ye Han who opened his mouth: “Jiaming's headache... okay? ”

“It doesn't hurt anymore.” Jia Ming nodded with a smile, "already.” Acting this kind of thing is useless here.

“That's good. When did you get home? ”

“Four days ago. ”

“The day you went to the concert? ”

“Hmm.” Jia Ming nodded, “So is Sha Sha...”

“There was something wrong with quiet that day.” Ye Han smiled. “He hasn't come home for a few days. People seem to be very happy. I guess I've thought about it... I just need to come back, I just need to come back...”

Ye Han still looks fierce, but his personality has always been peaceful and elegant, asked Jiaming a few words, and asked about the situation of Sha Sha over the years. Sha Sha smiled and answered. Naturally, he could not say that he had been trained by agents or anything like that. In Europe in the last few years, he fabricated the lives of ordinary people, said some Venetian scenery, and soon, the atmosphere became hot.

Probably let go of the mood that just entered the door, the four of us drank porridge, Dong Jing Skin packed the dishes into the kitchen, Jing and Sha Sha rushed to grab the past to help, washed the dishes, Dong Jing Skin said: “I'll go clean up the attic and stay there today.” Jia Ming nodded, this time to help, there was only one quiet person.

Four years later, Ye Han, at this time, was only in his 40s. He worked out for a long time. He used to look young and energetic. At this time, he actually looked a little pale. Over the past four years, what happened to Jiaming and Sha Sha suddenly, the only daughter refused to come back in Vienna, and he preferred to understand the pain of his daughter, most of which would not be uncomfortable. He talked to Jiaming and Sha Sha for a while in the living room, and he was obviously happy that they were back. It's just a triangle between Jiaming, quiet, and sand. At this time, whoever it is, will naturally remain silent.

That night, they lived in the martial arts hall as many years ago. Two girls slept in quiet bedrooms. Jiaming lived in a small attic. When the stars came down, it was somewhat difficult to sleep...

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On the other hand, that side of the sea.

The night in Tokyo is an hour ahead of the night in the river sea, so when the river sea is late at night, Tokyo is already in a deeper night.

People with normal hours of operation have fallen asleep most of the time, but in the bustling area of this huge city, the city still maintains enormous vitality, running, flying cars, loud lights, runaway neons, people on the streets who are either obsolete or inactive, or who vent their remaining energies in a near-bragging way, because it is only natural to have energy during the day that the night becomes a better time to show vitality than during the day.

Shinjuku Street, crowd bustling, the lights lit up this street, blooming brighter than the day, all kinds of shopping malls, clubs, games halls, beverage shops are open, surrounded by characteristic commercial street, standing bridge crowd bustling, most people still wandering around this period of time, however, our field of view is located on a rooftop in the corner of the road, huge sign just blocks the light coming from around, next to the wall is an open cello box, supported by a tripod, camera with a long mirror pointed at the busy pedestrian below, the camera wandering indefinitely, press the shutter from time to time.

Standing behind the camera is a plain looking Tokyo girl in a simple summer outfit with a light black sun hat. On the outside, her jaw is slightly taller and her chin is a little wider. Only in the eyes of her tight lips and indifference can we see the shadow of the once named "Moon Pool Incense”. In the darkness, she doesn't need much cover. If she walks in the crowd, she may walk very vigorously, with a slightly thin and somewhat confused smile on her face, she will also stand in front of her favorite toy store and look at the dolls, and then turn around without any shame. But all in all, at this time, she didn't say a word, her fingers skillfully adjusted the camera's focal length, allowing the lens to constantly swim in the crowd, then capture the target and press the button.

A few minutes later, the camera eventually stopped on a man on the side of the road, a dead end area of nearby street surveillance cameras, who looked like he was waiting for someone, who answered a phone call and chatted on the side of the road, and I'm afraid no one would pay much attention to him, but it was in this situation that, silently, more than a dozen photographs had taken his appearance.

Yet another few minutes later, on the other side of the road, several small cars stopped in front of the door of a club, some men in suits guarded an elderly man in kimono. If it may be possible for the Japanese, who are often concerned with news and politics, to recognize this elderly man is a highly respected Senator Kiyokawa of the National Assembly of Japan. If anyone familiar with the patterns of Japanese power is also likely to know that this elderly man is one of the important mountain dependants of the Tokyo Tsukiki family. He would not normally have appeared in such a chaotic place, as is the case today.

On the other side of the road, the man hung up the phone, mixed up in the crowd and came this way, the look was no different from the various pedestrians around him. In front of the car, the bodyguards accidentally formed a human wall, greeting the elderly into the car while watching the surrounding conditions. On the roof of the corner, the camera followed the man in the crowd, the last time he pressed the shutter, then the girl bowed down, and when she stood up, the shots of the sniper gun crossed from the crowd...

Time flies quietly… (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)