Jiang Stops's head thudded, and his black hair was rubbed against the door. His eyes were filled with shock that he couldn't hide in time, but Yan Ji's lips and tongue with the smell of tobacco had already filled his mouth, sweeping across the roof of his mouth and the bottom of his tongue.
This was indeed too sudden, and completely contrary to what Jiang Stops had originally imagined. His mind was blank, and he subconsciously reached out to push, but Yan Ji grabbed his arm and pushed him against the back of the door. In his hasty struggle, the door made a few more bangs, and then the rustling of the back of his clothes was particularly obvious in his bloodshot eardrums.
… Will the people in the corridor hear us? This was the only thought in his mind.
Then he vaguely felt something strange. It seemed that it should have been tit for tat, but the kiss was soft, heavy, and very hot. The nerve touch caused a slight tingling in his brain and spine.
It was too unreal.
It was a little too dizzy.
Jiang Stops' nails dug into his palms. At first, he didn't feel anything, but the tingling was drowned in the overwhelming passion of the kiss. After a few seconds, or even longer, he forced his hand out with trembling hands and pushed Yan Ji half a step away.
The surroundings were frozen quiet, and the sound of nurses walking and talking in the corridor in the distance could be faintly heard. In contrast, the two people's breathing and breathing were abnormally clear.
"…" Yan Ji stopped his chest from rising and falling, and slowly stood up while pressing on the wound in his abdomen. He asked, "How is it?"
Jiang Stops' thumb tightly pinched the inner knuckle of his middle finger to be able to speak in a more normal tone. "What do you mean how is it? Do you want me to praise you?!"
Although he tried to keep his voice flat, the last word was a little too raised, and even Yan Ji could hear it.
But Yan Ji didn't laugh, nor did he show any complacency, dissatisfaction, or any other emotional fluctuations.
"Am I not worthy of your affirmation?" he asked.
— — All the trust mixed with probing, the cooperation with hidden contradictions, the unreserved help in times of danger, and the protection with his life in times of danger — were these not worthy of his affirmation?
"… What I said to Li Yuxin was indeed a lie." After a long time, Jiang Stops said coldly, "The King Of Spades is a drug lord, and I'm a police officer. No matter what I do, it's not betrayal. If your mind is controlled by a psychopathic madman, you will soon feel that everyone around you may be a traitor. "
He reached out to grab the door handle and slightly raised his chin to Yan Ji. "You're in your thirties. Calm down and think clearly. Don't play with your life."
Bang!
The door opened and closed, and the footsteps of Jiang Stops gradually disappeared into the distance of the corridor.
Yan Ji slowly stepped back and sat by the bed. He ran his fingers through his hair and rubbed them hard. Then, he took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind. He picked up the new phone and inserted the SIM card.
"Hello, Dad." Yan Ji paused and said, "Something happened to me in Jiangyang County. Help me call a big car and send me back to Jianning immediately."
Jiang Stops opened the front passenger door, got in, and fastened the seat belt.
"Let's go."
Yang Mei sat in the driver's seat. She was so anxious that she didn't even have time to put on her makeup. "Brother Jiang …"
"It's okay," Jiang Stops said, "The idiot who was shot and sent to the operating room wasn't me."
However, the worry in Yang Mei's eyes did not lessen because of this. On the contrary, it became more intense. "Brother Jiang, if you really can't do it, let's not pursue this case. China is so big, where can we hide? First in the hospital, and this time, he even dared to hit someone sitting in a police car. That person is simply, simply … "
"You mean the King Of Spades?"
Suddenly hearing this name in broad daylight, Yang Mei was stunned for a moment. Then, a chill ran up her spine, making her shiver involuntarily.
"He's not the one who did it." Jiang Stops turned a blind eye to Yang Mei's shiver and said, "But it's rare that he left a flaw in this case, so we must pursue it."
"… What … What flaw?"
Jiang Stops did not answer her immediately. Instead, he took out a pair of sunglasses and a mask from the utility box and put them on. Then, he leaned back in his seat and adjusted it to an angle where his face would not be captured by the surveillance camera.
"Drive," he said, "I'll take a nap first. Call me when you change hands."
Yang Mei knew that it was useless to dissuade Jiang Stops. She glanced at him worriedly, but for some reason, she saw that Jiang Stops suddenly rubbed the mask on his face with his knuckles and then put his hand back to his side.
Yang Mei couldn't help but glance at him strangely again.
That subtle movement made it seem as if he had subconsciously touched his lips.
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