The Dust Settles

The highway bombing was at the center of residents' conversations for the next half-decade--

"The Red Woman has been undercover for years, only to seek revenge."

"Uncovering the Dark Truth About Shillong Entertainment."

"High-speed explosions, witnesses dead, who's really behind it?"

Headlines such as these also occupy the most eye-catching positions in major online media.

It was discovered that the highway bombing was similar to the Italian Mafia's attack on Justice Falcone.

Jiang Liping and the police officers accompanying him were 12 dead, eight others seriously injured, and the safe disappeared.

The shock was undoubtedly a huge blow to many people.

Jiang Liping was captured, and although she explained a few things and solved a few mysteries, the time was too short, and she was killed before she could say anything more important. The massive explosion had left her in the dust, leaving little or nothing behind.

Huzhou had been under a rainy spell for half a month after the incident, and the mood of the police officers had become more and more depressed--

Informants die, roads explode, evidence goes missing, and even more poignant are the lives that are lost in an instant in the explosions.

Condolences, Condolence, Appeasement, Farewell, Righting the ship, Public press conference ......

The atmosphere at the police station was more somber than the sky.

They did their best to save the wounded and the clues that Jiang Liping had left behind - and in their brief and invaluable conversation with her, the police learned that the leader of the criminal organization was called Duan Wen.

But Duan Wen is not his real name, and he is one of those mafia bosses and Burmese drug lords who have long been suspected by the police, but who have never been arrested.

It is not easy to arrest a bigwig of a black organization with a few statements, a few witnesses, some circumstantial evidence, or even a backlash. This is especially true for Duan Wen, who is not a national and does not stay in the country often.

In the same way that when Falcone died in Italy, the Mafia capture and return to trial case, which was about to make a major breakthrough, quickly fell into indefinite postponement.

After this highway explosion, a large number of leads were also interrupted by the disappearing safe. The investigation, though directed, is stuck in a sticky quagmire.

Everyone was frustrated, but surprisingly, Xie Qingcheng was the one who reacted the coldest.

He was very calm, one might even say used to it.

He had waited nineteen years for his parents to die, harboring hope one at a time, only to have it break down in front of him again and again.

He wouldn't harbor much expectation until the dawn actually shone on him, and thus there was no strong sense of loss.

What's more, he didn't have much time to get frustrated; at Chi-Lung Entertainment, Jiang Liping had given them a sample of the new RN-13. With the samples, they'd be able to dose Xie Xue, Chen Man and the victims.

All of these people ingested small doses of the new drug and were able to achieve a cure after treatment. Xie Qingcheng has to keep an eye on the development of the antidote, and has to go to the lab often, with little free time.

But on the day of mourning, he took the time to go to the cemetery and lay flowers.

After laying a bouquet of flowers to the fallen policemen, Xie Qingcheng went to another cemetery. It was a cemetery belonging to the common people.

Jiang Liping's grave is located there.

Xie Qingcheng came to pay his respects by himself, he didn't want to get in touch with too many people. He did not expect that after coming to the cemetery, he saw a familiar back.

"Lao Zheng ......"

"...... Oh, Xiao Xie." Zheng Jingfeng stood in front of the tombstone and sighed and nodded as he turned around to see him.

Xie Qingcheng walked up to him, "Come to see your informant?"

"Yes." Despite not wanting to show any soft heart, Zheng Jingfeng still couldn't hide the sadness and regret in the wrinkles on his face, "I never thought ...... it was her ...... "

The pines and cypresses are as green as the waves in the wind.

"Before the Canton Tower case, this informant whom I had never met before provided me with a lot of valuable information, and because of her intelligence, we have avoided at least a dozen incidents over the years that could have resulted in serious human deaths." Zheng Jingfeng fell into reminiscence, closing his eyes and sighing longingly, "I really didn't expect it to be her ah ......"

Xie Qingcheng was quiet for a moment and said, "She told us before about the biggest umbrella in the city council. I've also already told you, when you investigate these cases again in the future, keep an eye on him, we don't have any evidence in our hands. This is all we can do for now."

Fallen leaves drifted down and perched in front of the stone steps.

Xie Qingcheng : "This is your informant, the last intelligence given to you."

Zheng Jingfeng looked miserable.

Xie Qingcheng : "Lao Zheng, protect yourself. Don't let him find out that you know these things."

He finished, gazing back at the words on the tombstone--

Jiang Liping's monument now bears her real name:

Sun Ping.

Next to her grave is the new mound of Jiang Lanpei, who, after twenty years of unlawful imprisonment and one year of death, finally gained her true identity when her student, Sun Ping, told her the truth about her life. Her grave, like Sun Ping's, is engraved with the true name that no longer belongs to the darkness:

"Tomb of Jin Xiuhe"

Zheng Jingfeng : "When she used to leave me letters, her signature was always JLP, but the last ...... time, which is the one you saw in Neverland, her signature changed to Jiang. Lan. Pei. We thought it was some kind of hint at that time, who knows ...... alas ......"

Xie Qingcheng was silent for a long time, "...... She wants to live like her teacher."

Lao Zheng sighed contently, "Then you say, she is considered to live as Jin Xiuhe?"

Xie Qingcheng did not reply.

He remembers the day at Chi-Lung Entertainment when Jiang Liping told them that she was the informant and spoke of the message signed by the notebook on Neverland.

It was an emergency, and without thinking, she used the name JLP, which she had been accustomed to, instead of "Jiang Lanpei", which was the only time she had ever signed her name.

Because of this, she was almost misunderstood by He Yu as trying to harm them, but she refused to explain the reason. Now that I think about it, perhaps in Jiang Liping's heart, Jiang Lanpei ......, also known as Jin Xiuhe, is always good and clean.

And she was covered in blood, and after she killed Wang Jiankang, she never tried to identify herself under the alias Jiang Lanpei.

"Or ...... is she sort of living as is Jin Xiuhe expected?" Lao Zheng was still murmuring his question.

Pine and cypress rustled in the distance.

The wind blew and took away Old Zheng's sighs.

Xie Qingcheng never answered Lao Zheng's words, perhaps this question could not be answered by anyone except the people in the cemetery.

He was so quiet, and looked at their long resting place for a while longer, and finally felt out a box of Marlboro he had with him, and a box of women's cigarettes he had specially bought, and placed them in front of Sun Ping and Jin Xiuhe's tombstones.

"Smoke whichever one you want, you two have worked hard and don't have to put up with it. ...... Rest in peace."

He said, closed his eyes, bowed three times deeply to the graves of these two women, turned, and departed.

Xie Qingcheng treats people not without compassion, but he must be very cold and calm, for him, all the weakness, sadness, regret, are in the internal consumption of his own, but also failed to live up to the time.

He has to go.

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Because the accident involved Chen Man, on the side of Wang Political Commissar, Xie Qingcheng also had to come up with some claims to hide the truth of the biological experiment, and also repeatedly pleaded with Wang Political Commissar to try to deal with this matter as a classified incident to minimize the number of people who knew about it.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Political Commissar Wang, but this kind of experiment was about cellular regeneration after all, and the fewer people who were fully aware of it, the better, or else it was guaranteed that there would be more people who would have crooked thoughts.

And once all the truth is told to the Wang political commissar, then He Yu as well, himself as well, as well as Qin Ciyan ...... all the living dead who have been involved in this experiment will be at great risk.

Mental patients are still classified as heretics by the society, let alone them, who are similar to experimental subjects with special abilities in sci-fi movies.

The consequences are unimaginable.

That is why Xie Qingcheng only said that Chen Man was injected with a special drug, and did not tell the real efficacy of the drug and the original invention of the drug to any uninformed person, including Chen Man himself. Anyway, they will definitely not be able to investigate clearly for a while, the root system of RN-13 is too thick, it has grown for more than twenty years, and many of the parties involved have already died, even if the Wang Political Commissar personally goes to investigate, it is very difficult to quickly have any results.

For the Wang family, they want to account for, in fact, is their grandson Chen Man safe and sound, Xie Qingcheng as long as the antidote as soon as possible stared to supervise out, to give them this account can be.

"Professor Xie, coming?"

Inside the Miyu Hospital, the reception nurse says hello to Xie Qingcheng.

The nurse was enthusiastic: "Are you visiting Xie Xue today? Or do you want to see Mr. Chen first ......"

Xie Qingcheng : "No time, don't even look."

Nurse: "......"

"So are you going to ......"

"Lab."

Nurse heart: how ruthless a big brother, those two can be every day thinking about seeing him.

Xie Qingcheng did not want to meet with Xie Xue or Chen Man much for this very reason.

Chen Man, needless to say, Xie Xue, since waking up and watching the news and realizing that her brother had actually encountered such terrible danger, cried at the sight of Xie Qingcheng, hugged him, and tugged at him to prevent him from leaving.

Xie Qingcheng had easily calmed her down a bit over the past few days, and really didn't want to deal with his sister's emotions anymore, so he chose to avoid her.

He was taken by the nurse to the staff corridor, swiped his card straight away and went up to the top floor.

Dean is helping keep an eye on progress in the lab.

Seeing Xie Qingcheng come out of the elevator, the dean's eyes widened, "...... Professor Xie? What are you doing here again? You're like this and you're still here?"

"......" Xie Qingcheng also didn't expect the dean to be there, and gave the old man a good catch, very slightly embarrassed, "I don't have much to do, just came over to take a look."

Dean didn't even know what to say.

Xie Qingcheng After the dust from the highway bombing case settled, she finally felt that her body couldn't hold out any longer and came to MeiYu for a simple checkup.

The test results, as he and Xie Qingcheng themselves knew, were not encouraging at all.

As an old friend of Qin Ciyan's, he naturally hoped that Xie Qingcheng would take care of himself, but it seemed that Xie Qingcheng was thinking the exact opposite of him, and he had practically given up on himself, not bothering to care about his current situation at all.

Dean pulled him aside and tried to organize his words several times, but didn't know what to say to him, and finally just said, "You go home early."

"I'm really fine today."

Dean insisted, "You go back."

Adding, "Xie Xue Their medicine is something I can keep an eye on for you, so don't waste any more energy on this."

Seeing Xie Qingcheng wanting to say something, he immediately added, "Think about Qin Rongbei's situation."

"......"

"Think about what she's going to do if you can't hold out."

Xie Qingcheng's eyes moved slightly.

The Dean knew he had played his card successfully as he patted him on the shoulder, "Go back. Take good care of yourself, and after a while you'll need to take the time to come over for a fine-tuned examination to see just what kind of condition the functioning of your organs has reached."

Xie Qingcheng hung his eyelashes at the words, "......"

Dean: "Go ahead."

Xie Qingcheng could only let out a dark curse and left the Meiyu Private Hospital, on the way back, he couldn't help but cough softly, and another bout of dizziness came before his eyes.

Dean is right, he's just had too much attrition lately ......

But what the fuck could he do?

He would have liked to stop and rest, to not have to worry about running out of time like a normal person, and preferably to recruit two assistants to get things done with him - could he?

He simply had no choice.

Xie Qingcheng caught his breath, pulled over, went down to the convenience store to buy a glass of water, took the medicine he kept in the car, and then leaned back for a while, waiting for his strength to slowly return.

And that's when his car stereo went off.

Contact: The Kid.

Xie Qingcheng suppressed his coughing and picked up He Yu's phone.

"Hello."

He Yu has already returned to school, his leave length is seriously over the limit, the counselor politely said, if you have another long period of leave of absence this semester, then even if you excel in the final exams, you still won't be able to get the daily points, not only delaying the selection of the next student council president, and may even have subjects that need to be retaken.

He Yu humbly and politely apologized to the counselor, promising that he wouldn't take a long leave in the future, and finally coaxed the counselor to be all red and deer in the headlights, but instead felt that he was being too strict with the child, and hurriedly admonished him with a few words and then ran away.

Going back to school is the best thing to do after the storm is over to avoid excessive cross-examination by parents.

And you can often run to the school next door to meet Xie Qingcheng.

He Yu clearly felt that Xie Qingcheng's attitude towards him seemed to have eased a lot after the fire in the basement.

Although his brows were still light and his speech simple, he felt that at least Xie Qingcheng would no longer deliberately avoid him.

He Yu sometimes got his way and went to Xie Qingcheng's dormitory after class to have lunch and talk about cases.

Today is no exception.

"Shea, where are you?"

Xie Qingcheng does not answer and asks, "What's wrong."

"I came looking for you, no one was in your dorm."

"I have something to do, so go back to your own dorm."

He Yu paused for a moment, "But I don't have the key. It's so late, my roommates are asleep, it's not good to disturb them."

"......" Xie Qingcheng sighed, "Wait for me for a while then. About half an hour."

He Yu hung up the phone, satisfied.

Xie Qingcheng wearily leaned back in his chair, resting his forehead in his hands, and the light from the traffic beside him swept in through the window, illuminating his cold, hard chin.

In this moment of physical weakness, he couldn't help but think of the conversation that had taken place between him and He Yu in the basement of Shidron's headquarters, of his own feelings at the time, of He Yu's eyes, and of the kiss that had not been thought through too much, and that perhaps even he himself hadn't quite been able to understand ......

He closed his eyes, his chest suffocating.

He felt that he had been really wrong about that kiss.

But why did you do it at the time when you knew it was wrong?

What kind of ...... impulse and emotion was that ......?

During this period of time, he constantly and calmly analyzed his relationship with this boy - now that he himself has confirmed that the deep love He Yu gave him is not a fallacy, the boy's feelings can not be changed, and will not turn back even if he dies. So what is it to be entangled with He Yu like this ......

If you don't stop the damage in time, won't you really become a dog scum who can't pull the strings with college students and can't be held responsible at the end of the day?

If this continues, not to mention sorry for He Yu, he is even sorry for He Jiwei ...... Although he and He Jiwei do not have any deep feelings, but after all, it was He Jiwei who gave him the opportunity to practice and made an exception for him to enter the laboratory to study.

As a result, he learned to be a genius, but hooked the feelings of Mr. He's son.

And He Yu still doesn't even realize that he's chasing after an unlikely ending ...... so stupid so stupidly chasing after him ...... a heart dug out to hold it to him ...... fuck , was! He knew he was handsome, but would he still be handsome if he died? He'll be burned to ashes in a few days! Who likes ashes? He Yu is just a fucking absolute fool!

The more Xie Qingcheng thought about it, the more annoyed he felt as he fastened his seatbelt and turned his head, looking away from the building of the Meiyu Private Hospital that could still be seen behind him.

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"Xie Qingcheng, doing something like this will cause you a lot of pain."

"Alas ...... if you insist, I can only help you."

"Don't worry, it's a secret between us, I won't let a third person know."

He looked at the gilded letters on the building of the Mayu Private Hospital, and it was as if the words that the dean had said to him in the past were ringing in his ears again.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, his sword brows knitted slightly, and he coughed gently, not knowing whether it was in the wind or in his throat, he smelled some blood.

The sweet flavor is so secretive that only Xie Qingcheng himself knows about it.

Just like the truth that he never told He Yu that has been hidden in Miyu for years.