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    Zhao Yingjie, as Yan Jifeng's pure tool person, has always understood his position very well. He quickly got a suit of clothes and drove to find the position sent by Yan Jifeng. The first thing he saw was Yan Jifeng's car parked in roadside.

    Yan Jifeng opened the window, leaned on the back of the chair and stared at the rearview mirror outside the window without moving.

    Zhao Yingjie drove the car over to the window where Yan Jifeng was, and stopped. The faint light only traced Yan Jifeng's blurred outline. The clubhouse was even more terrifying. If wanted to ask a question, circled mouth several times without daring to ask it out.

    "He's by the sea."

    Yan Jifeng was like an NPC in the game, he said these four words without a tone and then fell silent. Zhao Yingjie suppressed all the curious questions and didn't dare to say anything. The car drove a little further, and finally Jiang Yue was found in the range of the headlights.

    There is no beach on this stretch of coast, Jiang Yue stood in the middle of a reef, holding a soaked coat stiffly and motionless, looking towards the direction of the sea, not knowing what he was looking at.

    Zhao Yingjie didn't know what happened to the two just now, and didn't try to guess. He twisted up the clothes he brought to Jiang Yue, got off the car, and walked to Jiang Yue.

    Jiang Yue didn't look at him as if he didn't notice him, and didn't even move his body, as if what he was in front of was just an overly simulated doll.

    "Jiang Yue?"

    Zhao Yingjie called softly, but Jiang Yue still didn't respond. He took advantage of the light from the car to look at it carefully. Jiang Yue's lips were pale with cold, and he asked tentatively: "Are you okay? I brought clothes, it's very cold here, I'll change them in the car first, so You'll get sick if you go down."

    Jiang Yue still didn't move, Zhao Yingjie thought that the task assigned by Boss Yan was about to fail, but Jiang Yue looked at him slowly, as if he just realized that he was here now, then glanced at the bag he twisted, and said politely "Thank you."

    The unwavering voice seemed to be at a set level, Zhao Yingjie watched him take the bag in surprise, and was about to let him get into the car after heaving a sigh of relief, but he immediately started to take off his clothes.

    "What are you doing undressing?"

    Zhao Yingjie was startled, and quickly stopped him. Jiang Yue stopped and looked at him, and said after a while, "Change clothes, if you don't want to look, turn around."

    Is it a question of whether he wants to see it or not? Although it's okay if it's all men stripped naked, but he can guarantee that if he wants to see what he shouldn't, Yan Jifeng can goug his eyes.

    In order to save his eyes, Zhao Yingjie stepped back 3 meters and turned his back to Jiang Yue. After a while, Jiang Yue said: "Okay. Let's go."

    Zhao Yingjie thought that Jiang Yue would tell him to go as far as he could because he came on behalf of Yan Jifeng, but he didn't expect Jiang Yue to cooperate so much. He turned around and looked, the clothes he found didn't fit that well, but Jiang Yue wore ordinary casual clothes like a male model on a catwalk, it's not surprising that Yan Jifeng couldn't put them down.

    Jiang Yue threw all the other clothes on the reef, picked up the soaked coat, and hugged it to his chest, making the clothes he just changed wet again.

    "This coat is like this, it must not be worn anymore, don't let it go."

    The woolen coat can't be soaked in water at all, and Zhao Yingjie feels that it is impossible to wear it again after taking it home.

    Jiang Yue didn't seem to hear what he said, and walked towards the car with his coat in his arms, opened the passenger door and sat in, hugging the soaked coat on his lap.

    Zhao Yingjie felt that Jiang Yue and Yan Jifeng were both abnormal. He couldn't understand, so he just shut up and went back to the car to take out the medicine box that Yan Jifeng had confessed to. He saw the half-exposed bandage on Jiang Yue's wrist being soaked in sea water. , dizzy all dirty.

    "Is your hand okay? Treat it first, don't get infected."

    "I will do it myself."

    Jiang Yue took the medicine box and took care of the wound by himself. He tore off the blood-adhered bandage, poured the potion on the wound, and finally tied the bandage again.

    Zhao Yingjie was in pain watching from the sidelines, Jiang Yue's way of dealing with the injury was the same as Yan Jifeng's, so rude that he didn't treat himself as a human being. Seeing Jiang Yue's treatment, he felt a phantom pain in his wrist, and hurriedly turned back and drove back.

    The car drove to the place where Yan Jifeng parked just now, and the car parked on the side of the road had already left. Zhao Yingjie asked Jiang Yue, "Where are you going? I'll take you there."

    Jiang Yue was stunned for a long time, Zhao Yingjie thought he would not answer, and was about to drive back to the hotel, but Jiang Yue suddenly gave an address.

    He navigated past, and it was a very dilapidated urban area, which could almost be described as a slum. He wondered if Jiang Yue lived in such a place, Jiang Yue suddenly called him.

    "parking."

    Zhao Yingjie hurriedly stopped the car and found that there was a newly built building in front of it. It was originally unremarkable, but compared with the dilapidated buildings around it, the building looked like a palace.

    "Thank you." Jiang Yue thanked Zhao Yingjie, opened the door and got out of the car. When he came back, he suddenly stopped and said to him, "Tell Yan Jifeng for me, this is not the place for him to stay, go back."

    After Jiang Yue finished speaking, he turned around and left, holding a coat that was quickly drained in his hand, and walked towards the palace-like small building in front.

    Zhao Yingjie thought that Jiang Yue lived in a small building, and he didn't leave in order to confirm the address for Boss Yan, but Jiang Yue turned to a small road halfway. There is a green space by the side of the road. It is not a park. There are only a few trees and a flower stand. In front of the flower stand, there is a dilapidated rest chair.

    Jiang Yue went straight to sit on the chair and put his coat aside, as if someone was sitting with him.

    The newly built building behind was built by Yan Yueqin and the house he lived in. At that time, he often sat here with Yan Yueqin to smoke.

    He touched his pocket, there was no cigarette, so he could only take out his hand and rub his fingertips lightly, leaning against the back of the chair and looking up at the dark sky.

    There was only one street light in the old city. The dim light could not illuminate anything, and it was dimly reflected on Jiang Yue, as if a layer of fog had formed around him, as if he would disappear into the fog if he was not careful. .

    Zhao Yingjie looked at Jiang Yue, he was not a sentimental person, but at this moment he understood Jiang Yue's loneliness, and did not dare to leave just like that, for fear that Jiang Yue would really disappear when he left.

    He parked the car on the side of the road and called Yan Jifeng, and just after saying where Jiang Yue was, Yan Jifeng hung up. He was too lazy to ignore Yan Jifeng's habit of beating, and sat in the car waiting for Yan Jifeng to come. He didn't know why he fell asleep. It had been almost 2 hours when he woke up suddenly, and he quickly looked out.

    The car that Yan Jifeng was driving stopped on the side of the road in front of him, and the man stood motionless in front of the car, facing where Jiang Yue was sitting. Jiang Yue was still sitting on a chair by the road, not even changing his posture, like two statues watching each other.

    There's something wrong with these two!

    Zhao Yingjie secretly slandered, closed his eyes and continued to sleep, anyway, Yan Jifeng came to watch Jiang Yue's task, so he was not needed.

    Yan Jifeng has been standing for more than half an hour. In fact, he has been following behind Zhao Yingjie's car, watching Jiang Yue sit for a long time in a daze, not knowing what he is missing, he can't bear it and drives the car over.

    But after standing for so long, Jiang Yue didn't look at him, and finally he walked over and stood in front of Jiang Yue, took out the cigarette case, smoked a cigarette and handed it to Jiang Yue.

    Jiang Yue first stared at Yan, then raised his head to look at him, his eyes overflowing with surprise.

    He didn't wait for Jiang Yue to pick up the cigarette, he simply took the cigarette back and put it in his mouth, and after lighting it, he took out another cigarette.

    Then, he lowered his head to support Jiang Yue's head, lit the cigarette with the cigarette in his mouth, and then squeezed to sit next to Jiang Yue, smoking a cigarette and saying nothing.

    Jiang Yue took off the cigarette after a while, and looked at it carefully for a long time. It was the cigarette he liked. He took a sip and suddenly opened his mouth while looking at the endless night in front of him.

    "My dad used to smoke this cigarette when I was young. Later, when I met Brother Ah and Ah Yan, I found that he also liked this kind of cigarette... Actually, I don't like smoking, I just miss the smell of the cigarette."

    It was the first time that Yan Jifeng officially heard him call Yan Yueqin so from Jiang Yue's mouth.

    He turned his head suddenly and turned over Jiang Yue's face, spitting out a mouthful of smoke on Jiang Yue's face, watching Jiang Yue's face blurred in the smoke, just like when Jiang Yue looked at him that day, his heart was ruthless. throbbing.

    Yan Jifeng suddenly took another breath of cigarette at Jiang Yue, hooked Jiang Yue's elbow, lowered his head and kissed Jiang Yue's lips, spit the smoke directly into Jiang Yue's mouth, and only released after entanglement. .

    "From now on you can only smell the smoke I exhale."

    Jiang Yue raised his eyelids to look at him, and he held Jiang Yue's waist with his hand holding the cigarette, pulled it closer, and kissed Jiang Yue's lips again.

    "Yan Jifeng."

    Jiang Yue suddenly raised his hand to block him, retreated in the direction away from him, turned to look at the dark night in the distance, and asked in a calm and emotionless tone, "Did you find something?"

    Yan Jifeng hadn't been personally in person, and the acid he had just heard Jiang Yue calling someone "Ayan brother" flooded his whole body, he glared at Jiang Yue without saying a word.

    Jiang Yue didn't feel his anger and continued: "Did you mean that Jiang Dongming was serious? When I first investigated the case, I suspected that the mother and son were not the ones who could make such a rigorous plan, and they must be behind the scenes. Someone, there was no clue at the time.

    But after knowing that Jiang Dongming was a serious one, I thought that the people who helped them poison Yan Dingping from behind must have something to do with Jiang Dongming. "

    Yan Jifeng's sourness was still dragged back by Jiang Yue's words. After looking at the information wall in Jiang Yue's house, he found traces of serious noises on it. Jiang Yue's father's affairs may have something to do with the Yan family's grievances, but he couldn't figure out the motives of Jiang Dongming, who should be called Jiang Dongming now.

    Everything in the Yan family was given up by Jiang Dongming himself, not even the surname "Yan". Jiang Dongming had no motivation to return to the Yan family to fight for something.

    Then why did Jiang Dongming help the mother and son to poison Yan Dingping?

    Jiang Yue continued: "If you want to investigate, I can cooperate with you. But you have no right to interfere with what I want to do."

    When Yan Jifeng heard this, he thought of the man who touched Jiang Yue, and gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do? To seduce other men, no."

    Jiang Yue looked at him for a long time and suddenly smiled, and said quite proudly, "I just found out now that I can still use beauty tricks, don't you think?"

    Yan Jifeng's inner shirt has not been changed, the jacket was taken from Zhao Yingjie's car and put directly on the outside, so stuffy that the shirt was half dry and not wet and stuck to the meat.

    Jiang Yue approached him deliberately as he spoke, and hooked a finger on the clothes in his abdomen, instantly as if Jiang Yue's hand was all over his waist. He suddenly felt crisp and numb, grabbed Jiang Yue's hand and pressed it down, then leaned in and said, "I think? Try to seduce me."

    Jiang Yue abruptly pulled his hand back, his expression instantly restored to the one he had just before, he picked up the coat beside him, got up and left.

    Yan Jifeng lost his mind for a moment. Seeing that Jiang Yue still didn't let go of the ragged clothes, he got up and chased after him, "Why are you holding this ragged clothes all the time? Throw it away."

    Jiang Yue stopped and looked back at him. After a long while, he obediently threw his coat on the grass by the side of the road, turned around and walked forward.

    Instead, he glanced at the clothes suspiciously, but Jiang Yue suddenly fell back and picked up the coat.

    "Jiang Yue, do you just like other people's clothes? Which wild man belongs to? Throw it away!"

    Yan Jifeng gritted his teeth, Jiang Yue ignored him completely, walked back to Zhao Yingjie's car, opened the passenger's door and sat in, waking Zhao Yingjie up.

    "drive."

    The pure tool man didn't wake up and looked at Jiang Yue inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

    "Back to the hotel."

    Zhao Yingjie wiped his face and finally woke up a little, understood what Jiang Yue meant and started the car, but the door was suddenly opened, Yan Jifeng stood outside like a ghost and said to him, "Get out of the car."

    "what?"

    Before he could figure out what was going on, Yan Jifeng had already dragged him out of the car, got into the driver's seat by himself, and drove away without telling him anything.

    Zhao Yingjie, a pure tool man, froze by the side of the road, watching the car drive away, completely sobered up, scolded the car with a swear word, and turned to drive the car driven by Yan Jifeng.

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