Ji Xixiu paid attention to the news of Zuo Luohuan because of his son.

"I've never heard of her being injured." Ji Yuezhi lowered his eyes, but remembered the faint smell of blood mixed in the pheromones that she smelled on the day of the coming-of-age ceremony. She left the banquet halfway and went somewhere else, causing her injury.

"That is to go to the friend's place. She has a lot of messed up friends." Ji Xixiu snorted coldly. That Zuo Luohuan didn't get along with his peers very much. He liked to go out and meet all kinds of people since he was a child.

The father and son didn't chat for long before Ji Xixiu went to the Military Commission to deal with the affairs.

Ji Yue was at home alone, and began to check the abnormality of the Federation that night on the 28th, and it didn't take long to find the news of the Armament Depot Building.

——Stolen a sl-9 light gun, suspected black market personnel risk stealing it.

The time of the theft closely matches the time of Zuo Luohuan's departure. Ji Yuezhi also found out that among the guards who changed shifts that day, He Yue, she shot the thief, and then the thief used the sl-9 light gun to successfully escape the sniper.

Coupled with the blood he smelled that night, he could probably be sure that this person was Zuo Luohuan.

If Zuo Luohuan couldn't come to give him a coming-of-age gift, Ji Yuezhi would not have guessed that this person was her.

Stealing an sl-9 light gun in order to sell it for a high price on the black market? Ji Yuezhi didn't believe it, she was not short of money, she should have some purpose.

Ji Yuezhi didn't think deeply about Zuo Luohuan's purpose, but just wanted to know one thing: She went to the clinic several times, and she was seriously injured?

During the shooting class that day, he didn't notice anything unusual, but Ji Yuezhi showed the appearance of Zuo Luohuan walking out from behind the rockery that morning, his face was pale, and the fine strands of hair on his forehead were wet.

On this side, Ji Yuezhi was still guessing whether she was seriously injured or not. On the other side, Jiang Hong already knew exactly what examination Zuo Luohuan had done and what medicine he had taken, and rushed to Zuo's house to question her.

Chapter 19

After returning from Zuo Luohuan, Jiang Hong had noticed a difference. She had never smoked before, but after returning to the capital, she carried a pack of cigarettes in her pocket all day long, like an old smoking gun.

Jiang Hong never asked. Anyway, because of Zuo Luohuan's character, she had to try anything new. Smoking was probably on a whim, but he often couldn't get through to Zuo Luohuan's communication.

This is very strange.

The two have known each other since childhood, and with Zuo Luohuan's dog-like temper, either answering the communication or cutting it off, they won't wait until he gets an automatic reply, because she thinks others are annoying.

On Friday afternoon, Jiang Hong called Zuo Luohuan because he was shocked by the course that Ji Yuezhi had chosen, and found that she was not at school. It was a crossroads and crowded. The capital is huge, with countless similar intersections.

Normally Jiang Hong wouldn't find the clue, but it was a coincidence that there was a small restaurant behind Zuo Luohuan. He had only been there at the beginning of this year, and he knew immediately which area Zuo Luohuan was in.

There is nothing in that place, the only thing worth writing on the information network is that a doctor whose qualifications were almost revoked opened a private clinic in that area, and was also involved in the black market.

Jiang Hong hung up the communication. After returning on Saturday, he thought about the people who came in and out of the clinic and what transactions they were doing behind their backs. He couldn't rest assured. Finally, he used the Jiangjia Information Network to find out what Zuo Luohuan did in that clinic.

The next day, he rushed to Zuo's house and asked Zuo Luohuan, "What did you do in Fang Yong's clinic?"

"Keep your voice down." Zuo Luohuan leaned against the bay window with a cigarette between his fingertips and glanced at Jiang Hong, "My parents are still downstairs."

Jiang Hong looked at Zuo Luohuan's disheveled, lazy and depraved appearance, his face turned black and turned into the bottom of the pot: "Are you still afraid of being heard? Zuo Luohuan has been playing crazy outside for the past few years, and even dared to touch the drug! "

"I don't understand what you said." Zuo Luohuan got up slowly, put out the cigarette, and threw it away, "Staying for lunch at noon?"

"..."

Jiang Hong suddenly stepped forward, moved towards Zuo Luohuan, restrained her arms, and pushed her back against the wall, and instantly became even more angry: "You can't even hide from me in your current state!"

Thinking of the information he found, Jiang Hong even suspected that Zuo Luohuan's purpose in going to the armament database building before was not to steal the information and give it to other uneasy people.

Zuo Luohuan pressed her face against the wall, she said helplessly, "Let go first."

Jiang Hong didn't let go, and yelled, "You bastard!"

The louder the sound, the people downstairs could hear it clearly.

Zuo Luohuan pressed the tip of his tongue against one cheek and snorted, "I reminded you."

Then she turned around abruptly and broke free, swept Jiang Hong down with one foot, and bent over to hold him down with both hands. The situation of the two changed instantly.

"No matter how rubbish you are, you can still win if you fight." Zuo Luohuan let go and stood up. Seeing Jiang Hong lying still on the ground, he stretched out and kicked him, "Get up, don't touch the porcelain."

Jiang Hong simply spread out his limbs, lying motionless on the ground, ignoring her.

Zuo Luohuan looked at Jiang Hong covering his eyes with his arm and asked, "...Are you going to cry?"

"Go away!" Jiang Hong scolded in a low voice, "Don't talk to me."

Zuo Luohuan sat on the bay window again: "I went to the clinic to see a doctor, what are you doing with such a big reaction?"

Jiang Hong listened to it, and only felt that Zuo Luohuan was lying. People who are addicted to drugs like to lie. He rolled over and sat on the ground, his eyes red with anger: "You think I'm a fool? Fang Yong was sold on the black market last month. A batch of narcotics, and another batch last week. I checked it, and during this time, all the people in and out of his clinic are ordinary people, only you. Zuo Luohuan, look in the mirror, look at your face, white and ghosts Same."

...I can't really tell for a while.

Zuo Luohuan raised his hand and pressed his forehead hard, then directly picked up his shirt, revealing his bandaged abdomen: "It's really seeing a doctor."

Jiang Hong was stunned when he saw the bandage that had seeped a little blood, then got up and stood in front of Zuo Luohuan, frowned and asked, "Are you injured? Why don't you go to the hospital, go to Fang Yong's clinic?"

"Fang Yong's skills are good, and I don't want others to know." Zuo Luohuan put down his clothes.

"No, you went there for the first time in early September. It's already October. Why are you still bleeding from your injury?" Jiang Hong later realized that it was abnormal.