novelraw Chapter 39
Chapter 39
It was early in the morning when Qiu Ze landed in City C. Qiu Ze didn't have to wait for Anyi's calls and messages, nor was he busy turning on his phone. He turned on the phone slowly while walking after getting off the plane. Vibrated, the caller ID was "the sweetest in the universe", and the photo of the call was an adorable photo of An Yi's new hairstyle.
Qiu Ze quickly slid open the screen and connected the phone: "Hello? Wife, are you up so early?"
An Yi was so anxious that she almost cried: "Qiu Ze, are you an idiot! There is a change in the voyage, why don't you contact me!"
Qiu Ze was taken aback, and said timidly, "I thought you were asleep, I don't want to disturb you..."
An Yi took a deep breath and asked him, "Will I be able to sleep until you get home safely!"
Qiu Ze felt guilty: "I'm sorry, don't be angry..."
Only then did An Yi let out a long sigh, and her tone softened: "I'm not angry - I was scared to death, Seoul flew back to City C, you flew for 7 hours, shut down the plane for 7 hours, are you trying to scare me to death? "
Qiu Ze is like a child who has done something wrong, he only knows to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Qiu Ze and Anyi left the airport on the phone and found the car in the parking lot. An Yi heard the sound of the door closing and asked Qiu Ze, "It's so late, who will pick you up?"
Qiu Ze started the car, connected it to bluetooth, put his phone on the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt and replied, "No one picked me up. I drove to the airport on Friday, so I parked the car at the airport."
An Yi's voice came from the car stereo: "Isn't it raining? The Maserati's chassis is so low! It's dangerous to turn off the engine on the highway!"
Qiu Ze smirked: "Honey, I'm driving your car. I checked the weather forecast before going out. I know it's going to rain today."
An Yi froze for a moment, then laughed: "Qiu Ze, you are not stupid."
Qiu Ze was a little proud: "I'm not stupid! I graduated from C University! Although I'm not as good as B, I'm still 211!"
An Yi laughed at him: "You took the test yourself?"
Qiu Ze was stabbed to the point by An Yi, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Oh, I am a special student in sports, and the culture score is only required to be 300 points, so it can be regarded as my own examination."
An Yi laughed loudly: "I took the college entrance examination..."
Before An Yi finished speaking, Qiu Ze said for him: "682, I know, I know."
Although Qiu Ze admires him very much, he is a little complacent. Isn't 682 married to me as a wife, and he is not very smart!
An Yi finally finished his trip in South Korea. When he got home, he made Qiu Ze eat his fill. The two quarreled until midnight before falling asleep in each other's arms. Not long after falling asleep, An Yi's cell phone rang. When An Yi saw the caller ID , it was Mo Zixi.
Qiu Ze was woken up by the phone in the middle of the night, with an impatient expression on his face, his facial features were almost twisted together, An Yi looked at Qiu Ze's scorching look, couldn't help but kissed him, and then slid the screen away. Zixi cried and said, "Brother! Cheng Luo is gone! Nowhere! He's gone!"
Mo Zixi's voice was loud, and Qiu Ze heard it, and he woke up instantly after dozing off. An Yi hurriedly comforted Mo Zixi: "Don't worry, he might have something unexpected."
Mo Zixi stopped crying suddenly, and his voice was strangely calm: "He really disappeared. He hasn't been to the company or returned home for three days."
An Yi gave Qiu Ze a look, and Qiu Ze hurriedly reached for his cell phone to call Cheng Luo. While comforting Mo Zixi, An Yi paid close attention to the dynamics of Qiu Ze's call to Cheng Luo, but the phone just dialed out. Go, Qiu Ze shook his head at An Yi: "Not in the service area."
An Yi frowned, and said to Mo Zixi, "Don't worry, it's too late, let's find a way to help you contact him tomorrow morning, shall we?"
Mo Zixi asked An Yi in despair, "Is Cheng Luo dead?"
An Yi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "How is it possible!"
After hanging up Mo Zixi's phone call, An Yi looked at Qiu Ze and asked him, "Can you find Cheng Luo?"
Qiu Ze thought for a while and said, "I'll ask Uncle Luo tomorrow morning. If Uncle Luo doesn't know where Brother Luo is, I'll have to find Weiwei."
An Yi nodded, and Qiu Ze called Cheng Luo again, but he was still not in the service area.
Early in the morning, Qiu Ze called Luo Yuanchong, but Luo Yuanchong's attitude was a little strange, telling Qiu Ze not to worry, and not to look for Cheng Luo.Qiu Ze exchanged a few words with Luo Yuanchong, asking him to take care of himself. After hanging up the phone, he was a little puzzled and sat blankly, not understanding what Luo Yuanchong meant to him just now.
After listening to Qiu Ze's report, An Yi also felt that something was wrong, and immediately asked Qiu Ze to call Hua Wei.
Hua Wei's work efficiency was as high as ever, and she said she would reply to Qiu Ze within half an hour, and she did call Qiu Ze back on time, but Hua Wei's attitude was different from when she first received the call, unusually calm, even a little heavy , like Luo Yuanchong, asked Qiu Ze not to deal with this matter, saying that it was not something he could handle.
Something may have happened to Cheng Luo, and An Yi could read the information from the change in Qiu Ze's expression. He stretched out his hand to take the phone in Qiu Ze's hand, and politely said to the other end of the phone, "Mr. Hua, this is An Yi." " An Yi said bluntly: "Mo Zixi called me last night and said he couldn't find Cheng Luo."
Hua Wei sighed over there, and said, "An Yi, this is beyond your control. Cheng Luo is an American citizen, do you know that?"
"So?" In fact, An Yi had already guessed it, but he didn't want to believe it, but Hua Wei gave him an affirmative answer: "It's just what you think, he was taken away by the Ministry of State Security, this matter is not about you and Qiu Ze The one who can intervene, his father is Luo Yuanchong, and even Luo Yuanchong didn't act, you can see the pros and cons, right? Qiu Ze doesn't understand, you should understand, if we touch this matter, it is the crime of subverting the country."
When An Yi hung up the phone, he could understand Mo Zixi's fear of not being able to find Cheng Luo. The year before last, Qiu Ze was framed to bribe Luo Yuanchong, and Qiu Ze was taken away by the procuratorate. An Yi was shrouded for the whole weekend. In that fear, any little thing can touch his sensitive nerves, and he can't do anything. That kind of feeling, once experienced in this life, will be unforgettable.
But Hua Wei is right, this kind of matter is too sensitive, they can't intervene, as long as Cheng Luo's charges are confirmed, if they intervene, they will be accused of subverting the country, An Yi can't let Qiu Ze put himself in danger, Luo Yuan As Cheng Luo's biological father, Chong could sit comfortably, and it was really not their turn to take care of this matter.
So An Yi quickly made a decision, turned to Qiu Ze and said, "Cheng Luo can solve this matter by himself, we don't need to intervene."
Qiu Ze nodded with a vague understanding, anyway, what An Yi said was what he said, Qiu Ze didn't have any doubts.
An Yi had breakfast with Qiu Ze, sent Qiu Ze out, kissed Qiu Ze goodbye in the yard, watched his car drive out and disappear around the corner, then put away his smile and turned to call Mo Zixi, Mo Zixi Xi answered the phone, like a frightened bird, and asked An Yi: "Brother! Have you found Cheng Luo?"
An Yi didn't answer him, but asked him: "Where are you?"
Mo Zixi sent An Yi the location of Cheng Luo's house on WeChat. An Yi drove to Cheng Luo's house by himself and knocked on the door. When Mo Zixi opened the door, An Yi was surprised. Mo Zixi's hair was messed up. There are thick dark circles under his eyes, and he is completely different from the radiant Mo Zixi on the stage.
The moment he opened the door, Mo Zixi's eyes were filled with surprise. Seeing that it was An Yi's eyes dimmed again, he turned around and walked back like a walking corpse. An Yi followed him into the room. The room was in a mess with broken glass scattered all over the place. None of the vases and handicrafts on the booth were intact - Mo Zixi seemed to have smashed Cheng Luo's house.
Mo Zixi walked towards the sofa in a familiar way, fell on the sofa as soon as he touched it, stared at the floor blankly, and asked An Yi weakly: "Is Cheng Luo dead?"
An Yi looked at Mo Zixi and replied, "It's better than dying, but it's not necessarily true."
Mo Zixi paused, tears streaming down his face, buried his head in the pillow, and began to cry in despair: "Where is he? You know, right? Is he terminally ill?"
An Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he really admired Mo Zixi's brain, but it hurt to see him, after all, he could empathize with this feeling, when Qiu Ze was taken away by the procuratorate, An Yi ran downstairs when he heard the news. Seeing Hua Wei holding the phone in the lobby on the first floor and yelling harsh words at the other side, but turning around, there was another face. At this time, I just need to show my weak appearance in front of him, and then forcefully Begging him to bring Qiu Ze back to him, if it was Hua Wei, he must have a way.
But that Hua Wei would not do this for Mo Zixi or Cheng Luo. Cheng Luo is not Qiu Ze, and Hua Wei has no obligation to take risks to help him. Hua Wei will only go through fire and water for two people in her life. The luckiest thing is One of them was Qiu Ze.Besides, the matter this time is different from the last time, whether we can help is still open to question, and it is impossible for An Yi to stand on the moral high ground and force Hua Wei. There must be a limit to pretending to be a virgin. He wouldn't take this muddy water, and it was even more impossible for him to let Qiu Ze take the risk.
An Yi took a deep breath and said, "Cheng Luo is in the Ministry of National Security, which is what we call the National Security Bureau. You should know that he is an American."
Mo Zixi stopped trembling all over, turned his head to look at An Yi, his eyes were full of fear: "So?"
"If the charge is a spy, whether it is true or someone framed him, there is nothing we can do, even Luo Yuanchong. Sorry, our family can't help you either."
Mo Zixi roared, "How could he be a spy!"
An Yi blinked, and said calmly: "This is not something we can count on."
Mo Zixi suddenly laughed, and asked An Yi: "What do you think I should do? Treat him as dead, or accompany him to die? If it were Qiu Ze, how would you choose?"
The author has something to say: I, Yibao: Pull it down, with my husband's IQ, he will never be suspected of being a spy in this life [An-style Smile·2]