Zhou Luoyang opened the door. Besides Zhuang Li, Huang Ting also came back.

Sure enough, Huang Ting's first sentence was: "Du Jing, how do you know I'm tracking Kcr?"

Du Jing didn't answer, got up to take a bath, Zhou Luoyang motioned Huang Ting not to ask more. Huang Ting was full of doubts, and Zhuang Li glanced at Du Jing and saw the bite mark on Du Jing's shoulder.

Huang Ting frowned and looked at Zhou Luoyang again.

"Live with us?" Zhou Luoyang glanced at the sniper gun wrapped in black cloth on Huang Ting's back, and said, "Let's act together. We're connected with a colleague? What did you find out?"

Huang Ting glanced at the B&B environment and said, "Your treatment is so good, you can still stay in a hotel-style B&B on a business trip. I found this gun based on the information he left, but I still haven't seen it."

Zhou Luoyang knew that Du Jing was in a state that he could hardly think about today, so he simply entertained Huang Ting generously. He thought that if Huang Ting found an assistant, he might be able to relax in the future, but he did not expect Huang Ting to be alone. to.

Forget it, as Interpol, maybe they have their own way of doing things.

Huang Ting said: "That's the trouble, I'll just live in the same room with Xiaozhuang. Let's exchange news?"

When Du Jing came out of the shower, he changed into a white t-shirt and shorts. Zhou Luoyang and Huang Ting had already exchanged news from both sides.

"How did you get these clues?" Huang Ting said in disbelief.

"You don't need to ask." Zhou Luoyang said, "Where are your clues?"

Huang Ting spread out the map of Ho Chi Minh City, and several places were marked on it.

"The money laundering case has basically come to an end," Huang Ting said. "The one who replaced the Shiva sculpture was one of their own from the Cultural Relics Association. It's not clear who they are. The statue of the mother-in-law, hand it over to the transport driver under kcr, carry it out from the back door, and send it to a joint location, that is, the place where you deployed the bionic reconnaissance aircraft."

Du Jing irritably pressed Enter a few times and called up the surveillance video. Under the watchful eyes of the mechanical bird, the black car that was being tracked drove into the woods, took out the cargo in the suitcase, and exchanged it with the opponent who was guarding with guns.

"Hai|Luo|Yin, cultural relics, cash, contraband," Huang Ting said, "smuggling through this channel. In Ho Chi Minh City, there are a total of four similar channels... Boss Du?"

Huang Ting felt Du Jing's abnormality, and it was too late to speak. Zhou Luoyang clasped his fingers and flicked it with 70% of the strength on the back of Du Jing's hand.

Silently, the spot where Zhou Luoyang's bullet hit was a little red, and Du Jing realized it, retracted his hand, and stopped venting his irritability on the laptop keyboard.

Huang Ting marked several joint locations.

"The clues you found are more detailed than ours." Zhou Luoyang said instead of Du Jing.

Huang Ting said: "This is the result obtained by our colleagues undercover in Ho Chi Minh City for nearly three years. It took you only one day to track the vehicle."

Zhuang Li looked at Du Jing and noticed that something was wrong with him, but since he knew Du Jing and learned to handle cases with him, Du Jing has hardly ever been "right". As a subordinate, Du Jing also gave him a high degree of freedom - although he was unsmiling on the surface, he never minded him expressing his views on any occasion.

Even if Zhuang Li's qualifications are new and can't be renewed, Du Jing treats him as a colleague. Zhuang Li is never afraid of offending the leader by saying things he shouldn't say, and he doesn't need to flatter him.

"You can use this route to trade drugs, arms and antiques," Zhuang Li said with courage, "That means, you can trade..."

"People." Zhou Luoyang picked up the conversation.

"Yes," Huang Ting said, "I think the next situation is relatively clear. I need to find the buyer of the Shiva statue and other cultural relics. This person is the biggest money launderer behind the scenes."

Du Jing finally spoke up.

"You want to take him back?" Du Jing said coldly, "We can't help you."

"No," Huang Ting said, "I want to get from him a list of organizations located in China that assist him in money laundering activities. As long as someone is found, we will naturally have colleagues who will be responsible for approaching him."

The three looked at Huang Ting.

Huang Ting added: "Your goal is to rescue the one called 'Xiao Wu', and if possible, rescue the others, provided they are all still alive."

Zhou Luoyang almost forgot what their mission was this time, so he nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then next," Huang Ting said, "we can act together, do you agree?"

He looked at the crowd, and Zhou Luoyang said, "Are you also a leader in your organization?"

Huang Ting said: "Little leader, how is it?"

Of the three people on Du Jing's side, Du Jing was naturally the leader, but at this time, he obviously suppressed himself and did not speak. Zhou Luoyang pondered for a moment and said for him, "Agree."

So everyone agreed on the details of tomorrow's action, Zhuang Li ordered food to be delivered, and went back to their rooms to rest after dinner.

"Can you act tomorrow?" Zhou Luoyang said.

Du Jing replied: "I want to go bungee jumping, go bungee jumping with me."

Zhou Luoyang: "My God, where do you go bungee jumping this big night?"

Du Jing closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, the last ray of sunset sank down the mountains.

"The blood vessels in my whole body are about to explode," Du Jing said solemnly, "It's like a force is constantly rushing in my chest, trying to find an exit."

Zhou Luoyang said, "Have you taken your medicine?"

"Eat," Du Jing said, "it might be better tomorrow, but now I think...I think..."

He closed his eyes and said, "I want to break through this glass wall and jump off the cliff."

Their homestay is located in the middle of the mountain, and Du Jing looked out the window. This is also one of the treatments. When mania is difficult to suppress, imitating one's real behavior through imagination can allow the spirit to properly vent in another way, just like diverting attention during neuralgia.

But the physical pain could not be relieved, and Du Jing was indeed sicker.

Zhou Luoyang said, "Go out for a walk together? Can you parkour here?"

"I can't run," Du Jing said. "I'm running out of strength. Go and get a chair."

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

Zhou Luoyang didn't disobey him, he went out and took a cypress chair, his hands were shaking when he put it down.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Luoyang said.

Du Jing said, "Blindfold my eyes, tie my hands behind my back, and lock the door."

Zhou Luoyang found a black cloth and did as he was told, covering Du Jing's eyes.

Du Jing knelt down on his knees in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, kneeling on the wooden floor, facing the mountains shrouded in purple light.

"Hit me with a chair," Du Jing said in a deep voice, "I can't fight back until it breaks. My hands are tied, so don't worry."

Zhou Luoyang approached Du Jing and did not answer. Du Jing just knelt in silence, and then said, "Did you hear me?"

Zhou Luoyang knelt in front of Du Jing with red eyes, raised his hand and stroked his cheek, looking at the obvious scars under Du Jing's black clothed eyebrows.

"Quick." Du Jing moved his lips and said again.

Zhou Luoyang replied, "Don't move, I'll hold you."

Zhou Luoyang knew that Du Jing's discomfort at the moment was that he was in high spirits, unable to express himself, and was unconsciously aggressive.

"Hold on, you'll be fine." Zhou Luoyang whispered.

Du Jing buried his head on Zhou Luoyang's shoulder, pressed his nose and mouth, and let out a muffled cry of pain, but Zhou Luoyang hugged him tightly, Du Jing continued to shout, and Zhou Luoyang hugged him even harder.

The voice was intermittent, like a beast being tortured. With the shouting, Du Jing struggled restlessly. Zhou Luoyang put his hand behind him and untied the rope that bound him.

Du Jing's hands were trembling, he lifted up at a loss, and finally he gently hugged Zhou Luoyang.

The shouting stopped, Du Jing was covered in sweat, and even Zhou Luoyang's t-shirt was soaked.

It was only ten minutes, but it seemed like a century had passed.

There was a knock on the door, and Huang Ting's voice said, "What are you doing? Are you okay?"

Zhou Luoyang immediately said: "It's okay, we are fighting with pillows."

Huang Ting hummed. Exhausted, Du Jing put down his hands. After a few seconds, he lifted it up again and gently hugged Luoyang next week.

Zhou Luoyang immediately felt the signal he released, it was over, Du Jing's most painful moment was over.

"Go take a shower again," Zhou Luoyang said. "You need to drink more water."

Du Jing snorted, and Zhou Luoyang took off the blindfold for him. On this day, he felt that he was more tired than Du Jing. He went to the bathroom to pour water for Du Jing, and then went to the living room to pour water for Du Jing to drink. .

Huang Ting lay on the sofa, glanced at Zhou Luoyang, Zhou Luoyang asked casually, "Why did you come out to sleep?"

"The young man is making a video with his girlfriend," Huang Ting said. "I don't want to interfere with him, so as not to be misunderstood."

Zhou Luoyang said: "You are indeed quite gay, like the kind of big brother that little boys like."

Huang Ting said with a smile: "My brother is the one, I don't count."

Zhou Luoyang took a full liter of drinking water and poured it into a large glass. Huang Ting suddenly asked, "Does Boss Du have a mental disorder?"

Zhou Luoyang stopped and glanced at Huang Ting, knowing that he could not hide it.

"BP?" Huang Ting asked again, "I have a manic episode. Is my guess right?"

Zhou Luoyang said: "It will not affect work."

Huang Ting said solemnly: "To a certain extent, it has affected the work. You know that you can't go wrong in our line of work."

This is also what Zhou Luoyang has been thinking about. Du Jing can do other jobs, but why does he want to be a detective? Bipolar disorder doesn't have a big impact on other careers, but for an investigator, the consequences of changing stages while on a mission can be deadly.

"There will be no mistake." Zhou Luoyang said.

"With all due respect, he is not suitable for this job," Huang Ting said. "His illness is a bit serious, you should persuade him. This is not only responsible for him, but also for others."

Zhou Luoyang said: "I can't change him, and I don't want to change him. I respect his every choice."

Huang Ting: "Isn't it better to live than to die? What is more important than life?"

"Don't do this," Zhou Luoyang said, "Officer Huang, you don't know what happened to us before, although... I don't know why he chose this profession, but do you think he wouldn't know? Let's discuss now, He must know better than anyone, think better than anyone."

Huang Ting stopped talking.

Zhou Luoyang added: "He must have a reason for his insistence. As for the reason, since he didn't tell me, I won't ask more. I believe him and believe it without reservation."

Huang Ting was silent for a moment, and said, "I have offended you."

"No offense," said Zhou Luoyang, "thank you."

Those were indeed Zhou Luoyang's sincere words. In this world, besides himself, there was actually Huang Ting who would care about Du Jing, and under the premise that there were only a few connections.

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But Du Jing's condition is indeed more serious than before, and even taking medicine has not improved in the slightest.

This made Zhou Luoyang very scared. He was afraid that one day, even he could not control Du Jing, maybe Du Jing would really die.

Du Jing took a bath and lay on the bed in a daze.

"I'm much better." Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang checked his medicine box and confirmed that he had taken it. Du Jing said, "I will take it again."

"No," Zhou Luoyang said. "Since it's over, don't add medicine. Can you fall asleep at night?"

"It's hard to say," Du Jing replied, "it's a little... a little... hyperactive now."

Zhou Luoyang glanced at Du Jing, and Du Jing turned his head away immediately, avoiding Zhou Luoyang's gaze.

Zhou Luoyang suddenly laughed, holding the palm of one hand empty, making a "scratch up and down" gesture, raising his eyebrows with the intention of asking. Du Jing raised his hand and stopped him.

"Sleep," Du Jing took a deep breath, turned over, turned his back to Zhou Luoyang, and said, "There are still plans for tomorrow."

Zhou Luoyang turned off the lights. In the dark, Zhou Luoyang said, "I won't be afraid."

"I know," Du Jing replied, continuing the conversation in the afternoon, "You have never shown disgust or fear in front of me."

Zhou Luoyang said: "Because I have long been used to it."

"No," Du Jing rolled over, lay on his back, and said in a deep voice on the dark bed, "Since we first met, you don't mind, you accepted everything from me."

Zhou Luoyang didn't speak any more and looked sideways at Du Jing. He couldn't see him, but he knew that he was really sleeping beside him. Silence couldn't take his breath away, and darkness couldn't cover up his handsome appearance.

"Good night," Zhou Luoyang said softly, "Du Jing."

The next day was cloudy and rainy, and Zhou Luoyang rarely slept so much that he didn't want to get up. He was really sleepy.

"Hey," Zhou Luoyang pushed Du Jing and said, "Boss, get up."

Du Jing was still sound asleep, sleeping like a big child. After being woken up by Zhou Luoyang, he was a little dazed.

"What time is it?" Du Jing asked, "Why didn't you call me?"

Zhou Luoyang: "At half past ten, it's time to go out. It's eleven o'clock."

Du Jing immediately started to wash up like a gust of wind. Zhou Luoyang went to prepare breakfast, only to remember that this was a vacation outside and he didn't need to serve Du Jing for three meals.

Huang Ting was already awake, reading a Chinese newspaper in the living room, and said, "Zhuang Li is going to monitor first."

Zhou Luoyang hurriedly apologized to him. Du Jing put on his watch and came out. The weather in Vietnam was hot, and he only wore a short-sleeved T-shirt. The eyes of Versailles were especially conspicuous on his hands, so Huang Ting took a second look.

"Good stuff," Huang Ting said, "where did it come from?"

"My wife's dowry," Du Jing replied after one night passed and he had fully recovered. After drinking coffee, he began to read a French newspaper.

Zhou Luoyang said rudely: "Can you eat a little faster?"

"Don't eat then," Du Jing said, "Let's go now."

Zhou Luoyang immediately said: "No, please finish your meal quickly, you will be late."

Du Jing said, "Do you care so much that you want to save his life?"

Zhou Luoyang said in disbelief: "Otherwise? Am I still watching him die?"

Huang Ting generally understood the conversation between the two and said, "If you have time, eat slowly."

Zhou Luoyang smeared Du Jing's bread with butter and handed it to him. Du Jing took it, put his finger on the tiger, and ate it as he walked, saying, "Let's go."

Outside the Maliaman Temple, Zhuang Li is buying freshly squeezed pomegranate juice to drink. The off-road vehicle stopped, Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang got off, and Huang Ting drove the car away.

Zhuang Li, who was stalking not far away, sent Du Jing a photo of Lu Zhongyu and the little priest walking into the Mali Aman Temple.

Lu Zhongyu was deceived to Ho Chi Minh City by the abductors.

The two got to the front of the temple, looking at the back and holding hands.

Du Jing walked past the roadside stall and saw a small shop selling cigarettes. After thinking about it, he bought a bag of candy for Zhou Luoyang, just like yesterday.

"Go in and have a look," Du Jing said solemnly, "the result will be announced soon."

Zhou Luoyang was a little nervous for some reason. He always felt as if someone was staring at him around him.

Du Jing also took Zhou Luoyang's hand and held each other with him, holding the mobile phone in the other hand, preparing for taking pictures, looking around, looking like a tourist.

Unnoticed by them, Zhou Luoyang was led into the Maliaman Temple, and several Hindu monks walked through the atrium.

He saw the little priest, the little priest accidentally glanced at them, and found them at the same time, and immediately moved Lu Zhongyu, who was looking up at the temple building, turned his head suddenly, and showed a surprised smile.

"Hi!" Lu Zhongyu said in surprise, "So destined?"

"Hi," Zhou Luoyang also pretended to be surprised, "You are here too? What a coincidence!"

"Groot!" The little priest was also surprised.

Du Jing nodded politely and said, "Fate."

The four stood in the atrium and looked at each other. Lu Zhongyu couldn't help feeling that it was too coincidental, and Zhou Luoyang also pretended to be surprised and laughed, the difference was that one side was real surprise and the other side was fake surprise.

"Where are you going next?" Zhou Luoyang said.

"Go to Tianhou Temple, how about you?" Lu Zhongyu didn't expect them to come, but the moment he saw Zhou Luoyang, Lu Zhongyu made a small movement -

He let go of the little priest's hand.

"I don't know your name yet." Zhou Luoyang smiled at the little priest.

"My name is Ruan Song." The little priest replied.

He was obviously also a little nervous, and he couldn't hide it. He didn't seem to expect that he would meet someone he knew here, and he was starting to get a little scared.

"Let's take a photo together?" Lu Zhongyu said, "Have dinner together after shopping at night?"

"We're going to Nha Trang at night," Ruan Song reminded.

"Are you going?" Lu Zhongyu picked up the phone and took a picture. Ruan Song stared at Du Jing's mobile phone, but Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang didn't use their own mobile phones to take pictures, which made him relieved. He would not leave evidence, but there was still hope.

The four of them each made a gesture, Du Jing still had that silent expression, and took a group photo.

"I haven't made up my mind yet," said Zhou Luoyang, "the trip that you just want to leave, without any pre-planning."

Lu Zhongyu said, "We don't have it either. Where do you go, which hotel do you stay in?"

The four of them walked out of the Mali Aman Temple together. The tourists held up their umbrellas one after another. Du Jing held a big umbrella and turned towards Zhou Luoyang. Zhou Luoyang put down his prejudice against him from the moment he knew that Lu Zhongyu was not the abductor, but the victim.

"East." Du Jing said.

Ruan Song couldn't help looking at the two, with a puzzled expression, as if speculating on their relationship.

"Is it just the two of you coming together?" Lu Zhongyu said when he saw that it was raining outside, pulling up his hood.

"Yes," Du Jing said sternly, "it's just the two of us. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Lu Zhongyu smiled.

Zhou Luoyang was also a little puzzled when he heard this. He looked sideways at Du Jing and said, "What are you thanking him for?"

Du Jing held an umbrella with one hand and put his arm around Zhou Luoyang's shoulder with the other, bowed his head slightly, and kissed Zhou Luoyang's lips.

Zhou Luoyang: "!!!"

Zhou Luoyang froze instantly, and subconsciously grabbed Du Jing's hand holding the umbrella, but Du Jing didn't allow him to resist, he hugged him tightly, and in front of Ruan Song and Lu Zhongyu, unscrupulously gave Zhou Luoyang a wet hand. kiss.

Zhou Luoyang: "………………"

Zhou Luoyang did not dare to move, the noisy voices outside the Mariamman Temple disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the wet leaves fluttered and landed on the umbrella, making a soft sound.

His consciousness was completely blank, and he focused on Du Jing's wet lips and tongue. Du Jing's kiss was gentle, but continuous, without the slightest hint of provocation. It was natural and logical. In an instant, Zhou Luoyang's whole body was filled with a strange and gentle force.

It seemed like a century had passed, and it seemed like only three seconds had passed. Zhou Luoyang closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, he saw Du Jing's focused eyes and the scar under his eyebrows that was close to him.

The lips parted, and Du Jing kissed the corner of his mouth as if he didn't want to.

He turned to look at Lu Zhongyu, who quickly reacted and laughed.

"Congratulations!" Lu Zhongyu said.

"Thank you." Du Jing said.

Only then did Zhou Luoyang regain consciousness and looked at Du Jing in disbelief, but Du Jing nodded politely and said, "See you later, if it's fate."

Lu Zhongyu couldn't help laughing, he waved at them and said, "See you later! See you later!"

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

Du Jing held the black umbrella and crossed the road. Zhou Luoyang was going crazy and said, "What are you doing?"

"It's not like you haven't kissed me, so it's necessary to react like this?"

Du Jing replied casually, turned his head, crossed Zhou Luoyang, and glanced at the gate of Mali Aman Temple. Ruan Song negotiated a price with several black car drivers soliciting customers at the door. Lu Zhongyu put his hands in his pockets and waited in the rain while wearing the hood of his sportswear.

After negotiating the price, Ruan Song took Lu Zhongyu into the car.

Du Jing turned his gaze to Zhou Luoyang's face again.

The drizzle was blowing in Saigon, and the two of them at the moment had a little blush on their faces.

The two stood face to face, Zhou Luoyang wanted to say something, but he really didn't know how to evaluate the moment just now. What's worse, the longer the silence, the more strange the atmosphere became. Until half a minute later, no matter what he said, it would be the same.There is a lingering sense of embarrassment.

"Wipe the corners of your mouth." Finally, Zhou Luoyang said this.

Du Jing put his hand around Zhou Luoyang's shoulder, raised his thumb, and wiped the corner of his mouth casually.Before the two got to an off-road vehicle, Zhuang Li was sleeping in the driver's seat, and Du Jing kicked him.

"Get out of the car and work." Du Jing said expressionlessly.

With sleepy eyes, Zhuang Li got out of the car immediately.Du Jing pressed the car window and turned on the music.

Zhou Luoyang sat in the co-pilot, the music sounded, and the off-road vehicle drove off the roadside and drove towards the joint.

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