Chapter 51
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"What are you looking at?"
Yan Ji's voice was gentle, but as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xingye's expression changed, as if he had been caught stealing. He hurriedly looked away.
"No, no, I was wrong. Look at my eyes …"
"You were wrong?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Xingye held Yan Ji's hands tightly. "Did you just say that my niece was kidnapped? Why do I sound so confused? "
Yan Ji laughed and patted him on the shoulder. He exerted a little force, and the fat man had no choice but to follow him to the side door on the east side of the breakfast hall.
There weren't many guests in this deserted guesthouse. Separated by a small corner aisle was the kitchen that had been cleared by the police. Yan Ji pulled a chair and sat down. He motioned for Wang Xingye to sit down as well. Then, he took out a cigarette box and handed it over.
Wang Xingye was worried. "Commander Yan, what do you think about my niece …"
"What did you see wrong just now?"
Wang Xingye was stunned.
Under Yan Xun's straight and thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes stared at him with a smile that was not a smile. He slowly asked, "Who did you think our police consultant was?"
Wang Xingye's fat face couldn't help but tremble. His face suddenly turned green and then red. Large beads of sweat slid down his face again.
"It's okay. There's only you and me here." Yan Ji smiled slightly, but he enunciated every word very clearly. "Just say what you want to say. It's okay. The police can find out anything."
"…" Wang Xingye repeatedly rubbed the soft Chunghwa in his hand. He opened his mouth and then closed it. He opened his mouth and then closed it again. He repeated this several times before he finally forced a smile that was more awkward than crying. "Actually … it's nothing. It's just that … it's been a few years …"
Yan Ji's smile didn't change, but his eyes darkened.
"I'm a gallery agent. I used to have some money and connections. The female painters I know …" Wang Xingye's face was flushed red. He trembled and said, "I booked a room in the hotel for a long time. Who knew that during the crackdown on pornography and illegal activities, the police directly kicked down the door and rushed in …"
Yan Ji's expression stiffened.
"Detachment Yan, you are also a man. You know it. She was frightened at a critical moment. That scene is simply unforgettable … "Wang Xingye wanted to say something but stopped himself.
Yan Ji was silent for a long time before he suddenly asked, "Where were you caught?"
"Hi, Guangdong!" Wang Xingye slapped his thigh and said, "Of course they can't be the same police officer, but when I looked at them just now, they really did look similar. That's why I felt like I saw a ghost!"
How could there be such a coincidence?
Yan Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the fat man in front of him emotionlessly. Wang Xingye looked like he was still in a state of shock. He held the soft Chunghwa cigarette in his mouth. His hands trembled for a long time before he lit the cigarette. He couldn't wait to take a deep puff.
"…" Yan Ji suppressed his thoughts and lit a cigarette as well.
The photos of the first-line criminal police officers at the Vice Division of the Drug Enforcement Administration wouldn't be published anywhere, let alone show their faces in public. Even if they were sacrificed, not everyone could log into the intranet of the Public Security Bureau to check their photos and information. They had to have a certain level of authority.
In other words, the identity of Jiang Stops wouldn't be exposed so easily, not to mention the obvious changes in appearance, body shape, and aura after being in a coma for three years.
"Please don't mind us. We are the Criminal Investigation Detachment. We don't care about prostitution and illegal activities." Yan Ji suddenly smiled and changed the topic. "You know about your niece?"
The fat man breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes, yes, yes, I went to a gallery exhibition in the south yesterday …"
"Bu Wei is your niece?"
"Well, since you are a police officer, I'll be frank. She's not my niece. I'm just her guardian in name at her school."
Not her?
A beautiful young girl and a male "guardian" who was not related to her by blood. The space that caused one's imagination to run wild made Yan Xue raise his eyebrows involuntarily.
"No, no, it's not what you think." Wang Xingye held the cigarette and waved his hand. "I'll tell you the truth. Her father was my sworn brother when I was in the underworld in my early years. He died in an accident with his wife about three or four years ago. As for this girl, on the one hand, her father used to have some financial connections with me and gave me money when I was in trouble. On the other hand, I pitied her and was afraid that she would go astray, so I paid for her to go to school. Anyway, it's a nine-year compulsory education, so the tuition and living expenses aren't much. After graduation, she can go to a high school that doesn't cost a lot … "
"Oh," Yan Ji flicked the cigarette ash and said casually, "You are really a good person."
"Well, I'm not a good person, as long as I live up to my conscience."
"I just eavesdropped outside. Didn't you receive a ransom call from the kidnappers?"
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