Thinking of this, after He Cheng was interrupted, his face closed with a little coldness, turned his head to look at the huge red sun that was already falling into the horizon outside the window: "No, he said he would destroy the photos before returning to Yinjiang."

Chu Xingyun seemed to have stopped him before he could tell, frowned and said with a little thought: "If Director Qin saw Chen Yunan's photo, he would find her one step ahead of us, it would be troublesome."

As he said that, he stood up and walked towards Cabin No. 1.

"where did you go?"

He Cheng's voice chased after him.

"Ask Chen Jing, what Chen Yunan looks like."

Chu Xingyun lifted the curtain without looking back and disappeared.

He Cheng sat in his seat and calmed down, and also stood up and walked towards Cabin No. 1.

Chen Jing and Xiao Shu sat opposite each other, and they were chatting awkwardly. At this time, night fell, and Chen Jing had a table board in front of him, with a good-looking dinner on it.

Chu Xingyun walked over, sat down beside Xiao Shu, and got straight to the topic: "Auntie, please describe Chen Yunan."

Chen Yunan was wearing a thin blanket, and was still not used to his eyes as if he was interrogating a prisoner. He lowered his head slightly and said in no spirit: "It's quite pretty, and there are some shadows from childhood that I cut my hair short and the mole on my nose is still there."

Although Chu Xingyun wanted her to describe it more in detail, he could see that the mother who embarked on the road to seeking a daughter was tortured by the complex emotions of anxiety, panic, and excitement. She felt a little joy and a little sad. If this trip to Yinjiang could not be paid back, then the rest of her life would be spent in pain and anxiety.

Finding Chen Yunan was not only a matter of finding family affection for her, but also an explanation to Yuan Pingyi who died in vain. She was comforted by her withered conscience for her tacitly agreeing to exchange Yuan Pingyi for her daughter's life.

Yinjiang is her path to salvation, otherwise, she will always be confused and confused.

He wanted to ask some more details and use his simple and intricate profile portrait to simply outline Chen Yunan's appearance, but Chen Jing's impression of Chen Yunan is only one photo every year, with a single angle and unable to see the whole face clearly. At this moment, she is tortured by the bumps caused by the airflow, and every word she says is extremely difficult.

He Cheng stood behind him at some point and listened to their conversation without saying a word.

In order to take care of Chen Jing's psychological and physiological pressure at this time, Chu Xingyun could only temporarily give up his inquiry to Chen Jing, asked Xiao Shu for two lunch boxes, and returned to Cabin No. 2.

He Cheng followed him closely, returned to his original seat and sat down, watching him lift the lid of the lunch box and push one of them in front of him.

"Didn't you find that person?"

Seeing that he never mentioned it, He Cheng chose to ask.

Chu Xingyun broke open a pair of chopsticks, dragged the lunch box in front of him back, and picked all the slightly greasy dishes into his own meals. He lowered his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Well, I found it."

Hearing this, He Cheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back closer to the back of the chair, and said calmly: "Where is he?"

After picking He Cheng's portion to the point where only vegetables were left, Chu Xingyun pushed the lunch box back to him: "It hasn't landed yet, I don't know where he is now."

As he said that, he took out his miserable cell phone and placed it on the table: "I have lost contact with Yinjiang."

Although what he said was reasonable and well-founded, He Cheng could see that Chu Xingyun was always deliberately hiding from him.

What Chu Xingyun was worried about was probably possible, because that was what he thought. There must be a duel between him and that person.

He Cheng knew very well that only by killing him could he heal himself.

Chu Xingyun looked up at him as if he had noticed it. Sure enough, he once again saw the look of wandering between reality and delirium in his eyes.

"He Cheng."

He suddenly called him, and He Cheng immediately came back to his senses: "Hmm?"

Chu Xingyun looked at him with a worried look on his face, and then said earnestly: "You are obedient and you must not act rashly after you go back. If that person is in Yinjiang, he will definitely come to you again. If he contacts you, you must tell me."

He Cheng looked at him expressionlessly, suppressing the malice that was causing trouble in his heart and clamoring secretly. After a long time, a few cracks appeared in his frozen eyes.

He nodded and said, "Okay."

Chu Xingyun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and wiped his hands on his pants. When he saw his eyes just now, he was too nervous and his palms were sweating.

He Cheng looked at him feeling relieved and buried his head in eating, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Don't be there?"

"What's gone?"

"You have nothing else to do, you want to talk to me?"

Chu Xingyun raised his head in confusion: "What else?"

He Cheng's eyes twitched, his facial expression was tense, he pursed the corners of his lips, and he didn't say anything.

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Xingyun buried his head in the meal again, got up and left after eating.

"where did you go?"

"Tell me a few words to Xiao Shu."

Chu Xingyun lifted the curtain and left without looking back again.

Whenever the air has a ignition point, the entire sky will be ignited by the flames that burst out from his eyes.

He Cheng suddenly wanted to drive the plane to the isolated uninhabited island, a world far away from everyone, only him and Chu Xingyun. Perhaps he would cut off contact with everyone and the outside world, and Chu Xingyun would not take him to heart all the time.

However, now, he felt like a concubine who had lost her favor because the emperor was busy managing government affairs!

Fortunately, before he decided to turn his impulse into action, the plane landed at Yinjiang Airport.

Returning to the land of Yinjiang, Chu Xingyun looked up at the sky and found that the night was particularly heavy tonight, as if a bottle of ink was turned upside down from the height of the sky, so dark that there was not even a star.

After walking out of the airport, Xiao Shu drove the car to the side of the road. After watching He Cheng and Chen Jing get in, he raised his hand and pressed the roof of the SUV, bent down and said to He Cheng with a serious expression from the window, "Don't forget what you promised me."

He Cheng was still a little annoyed, so he didn't look good at this moment, and said "Yeah" with a cold face.

Chu Xingyun looked at Chen Jing sitting beside him again and said, "Auntie, maybe we will ask you to cooperate with the police to draw a profile portrait tomorrow. I will pick you up at that time. You will stay with He Cheng in the next few days. Once you find out about Chen Yunan, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Chen Jing was just here and was still in a panic. After hearing his words, he nodded quickly and did not forget to thank him.

He chatted with Xiao Shu for a few more words, and then Chu Xingyun's eyes fell on He Cheng's face again, with a heavy worry pressing down on his eyes, a soft smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he lowered the volume and said, "Don't run around, I'll go back to find you after I finish my work."

Hearing this, He Cheng's mood finally became clearer and he even wanted to laugh, but he had not forgotten how Chu Xingyun ignored him on the plane, so he restrained himself and pretended to be impatient: "I understand."

Then the car window rose and Suv drove past him.

Watching Suv turn the corner, Chu Xingyun takes a taxi and drives to the city bureau in the opposite direction.

Getting off at the door of the city bureau, when he appeared in the first floor lobby with sunglasses in one hand, holding his coat in the other, the entire office building was boiling like a cannon and shells exploded.

In just a few short steps from the first floor to the third floor, police officers passing by kept saying hello to him, and then ran around happily to tell him.

Chu Xingyun nodded all the way up to the third floor. As soon as he turned the stairs, he saw a beautiful woman rushing towards him and throwing her arms without saying a word.

"Boss!"

Qiao Shishi ran a few steps, then jumped up and hung on him, almost hitting Chu Xingyun.

My colleagues have been working for several years. Although Chu Xingyun has long stopped treating her as a woman, he still has not put his hands around and only patted her back twice: "Come down, I think you want to strangle me to death."

As soon as he pulled down Qiao Shishi, who was hanging on him like a monkey, he saw the door of the police office being opened. Yang Kaitai walked slowly to him like a walking corpse, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Cross Chu."

After only a few days of sight, the boy lost weight, his cheeks were slightly sunken, his jaw was pointed, and his eyes looked even bigger. The dark circles caused by working overtime were severely lacking in energy.

Yang Kaitai took a stack of information and stood beside him and was about to start reading. Chu Xingyun hurriedly raised his hand and pressed it on his shoulder, saying, "You wait a moment." He said, looking at Qiao Shishi: "Where is the person I asked you to check?"

Qiao Shishi quickly switched roles and said with a positive expression: "That Feng Jingcheng died shortly after the serial kidnapping and murder case was solved thirteen years ago."

Chu Xingyun was silent and his eyes suddenly dimmed: "Die?"

Qiao Shishi nodded: "Well, Feng Jingcheng returned to his hometown to visit friends on New Year's Eve in 2003. As a result, his car leaked oil on the fuel tank on the highway, causing the vehicle to explode. After climbing down the ravine, it spontaneously ignited for nearly a whole night. It was only the next morning that the passing vehicles were found. The body was burned to black at that time, and only Feng Jingcheng's ID and his left little finger were found on the scene. At that time, only blood tests were performed for the autopsy, which was indeed Feng Jingcheng."

Feng Jingcheng died?

At that moment, Chu Xingyun felt dizzy. If Feng Jingcheng died, who was the person who was entangled around them at this time? Is it a ghost?!

No, he is definitely not dead. The self-destruction and spontaneous combustion of the vehicle is definitely another trick of him, just to prepare for today's exposure!

Chu Xingyun wanted to praise him. This person was so smart and too cunning!

Feng Jingcheng was absolutely not dead, but became another person.

When He Cheng received his call, Xiao Shu happened to park his car in front of the intersection with a red light.

"What's wrong?"

He asked.

Chu Xingyun's voice, which seemed to suppress his anger, was hoarse and scorching: "Are there anyone around you with a disabled little finger on your left hand?"

Although his question was inexplicably asked, He Cheng still cooperated with him to recall it seriously and said, "No."

"This person has only appeared by your side recently, think about it."

He Cheng recalled again and said truthfully: "It's true that there isn't."

After saying that, he was about to ask something, but Chu Xingyun hung up the phone.

Looking at the black screen cell phone, he silently took a breath into his stomach, then dialed out a call, and his psychologist quickly answered it.

There were constant noises in his mind, and he decided to ask the psychologist for help.

"I'm going out for a trip tomorrow. If you have time now, you can make an appointment to meet tonight."

He Cheng thought for a moment: "Okay, I'll go and see you now. Will you see you in the studio?"

"I'll send the address to your phone."

In less than half a minute, Xiao Shu drove the car to the address he mentioned, at the gate of a mid-to-high-end community.

Xiao Shu said: "Then I'll settle Ms. Chen first. After you talk to Dr. Gao, call me and I'll pick you up."
To be continued...