Humming an outdated ditty, private detective Han Qing got out of the car and walked towards the corridor leading to the center of the lake. His smile was fatter than the gutter oil that had been "exploded" for ten years.
The tea pavilion in the middle of the lake was the meeting place he had arranged with his clients.
The evidence of the woman's cheating on the USB flash drive in hand is enough for the client to take the absolute initiative in the divorce lawsuit, obtain custody of the child as desired, and divide more than two-thirds of the couple's common property.
As for the fact that the client was a "gay man" and the purpose of marrying the woman was to pass on the family lineage, Han Qing "professionally" chose to turn a blind eye.
He knows the "rules" of being a private detective!
Especially the private detective who provides "divorce consulting services" will never care about things that he shouldn't care about.
Of course, after the evidence is delivered tonight and the balance is settled, if the woman can find him in time and pay double the price of the man, he will not mind providing the woman with a "consulting service" of the same weight.
In business, it means talking about business.
Money, as long as it is earned legally, is not too much.
As for conscience, it has been frozen since Han was working as a security officer eight years ago when the driver in charge pointed his nose at him and scolded him.
Today, Mr. Han is a well-known gold medal "divorce consultant" in the provincial capital. Although he does not have a lawyer's license, everyone will respectfully call him "Han Lu" when they meet him. He can earn tens of thousands by just taking a few photos.
One hundred thousand, wouldn't it be more glorious than guarding the door with a dead salary?
Even if he occasionally dreamed back in the middle of the night and saw the young and passionate self in the military camp again, Han Qing would only shake his head and say to his former self, "It's so earthy!"
"The sword fell into the sand and the autumn water fell, and the flowers fell to the ground. You resigned, and the green lantern complained with a pillow of clear frost, as cold as ice..." There was a young girl practicing her voice along with the film record player, but she used an outdated song.
A twenty-year old song.
Farther away, there were several gray-haired old men dancing in the square.
Under the willow tree, there was a young man, holding a spear and waving it up and down. The gun cherry was as red as blood. But the young man's eyes kept drifting towards the girl who was practicing her voice.
A pair of young lovers suddenly stopped and cried at each other.
A child ran wildly with a balloon in hand. The young mother couldn't catch up, pointed at the child's back and shouted threats, but there was no deterrent.
…
The smell of fried broad beans and grilled fish drifted down the wind, completely ruining the atmosphere.
this is life!
"The grass and trees on the Changban slope are fishy, and the Cangjiang River is like a mirror of flowers..." Han Qing shook his head, smiled and continued, and quickly stepped onto the covered bridge leading to the center of the lake.
His singing voice was seriously out of tune and he had too much belly fat, which had affected his breathing quality.
It was time to do some aerobic exercise. She lowered her head and glanced at the suit that could no longer be buttoned. Han Qing reminded herself in her mind. Then, the slender thighs and uneven figure of the female fitness instructor appeared in front of her eyes.
However, in the next moment, there was a shrill cry, which shattered the fragrant picture he imagined, "Help, help -"
"Falling into the water, someone fell into the water!"
"Suicide, someone committed suicide!"
"Don't talk nonsense. It was three little girls who slipped and fell. This damn railing should have been repaired long ago. The municipal government..."
"Stop complaining, save people quickly, save people quickly——"
…
Shouts and discussions followed one after another.
Han Qing's eyes quickly swept towards the somewhat dark lake surface, and sure enough, he saw three struggling figures on the water.
Before his brain had time to weigh the pros and cons, his body had already made the most accustomed reaction. He took off his clothes, kicked off his shoes, jumped, and crouched down, all in one movement.
After all, he is still a soldier, even if he has been retired for many years, even if the edges and corners of his body have long been smoothed away, even if the hot blood in his heart has long since cooled down!
The body breaks through the water, leaving an elegant white line.
In the blink of an eye, Han Qing was close to the first person who fell into the water. He held the opponent's armpit with one hand and grabbed the other person's arm that instinctively hugged him with the other hand, and quickly returned to the shallow water of the lake.
Handing him over to a strange strong man, Han Qing returned to the center of the lake again, and with the same quick movements, rescued the second person who fell into the water. Then, he turned back for the third time.
The third person who fell into the water was already on the verge of coma. Han Qing held her up without much effort and lifted her nostrils out of the water. Countless people held hands and went into the lake, approaching Han Qing. Han Qing used his legs to swim towards
The lakeside is getting closer and closer to the arms stretching out to me...
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain like a knife in my calf. All the muscles in my body lost control in an instant and kept twitching.
The lake water in early spring is colder than ice, penetrating the skin, muscles, and bone marrow of Han Qing.
"It's time to exercise..." Han Qing used her last strength to push the drowning person toward the shore with her shoulders. Then, her body sank uncontrollably to the bottom of the lake.
"Who will tie up the false reputation..." By the lake, the aunts dancing in the square, the girls practicing their voices, the old men walking, the young men playing with spears, and the lovers who were preparing to break up all gathered around and used their clothes to form ropes.
, went into the water to save people, and were so busy that they forgot their respective ages, the obstacles in their hearts and the wrinkles on their faces.
Only the old-fashioned film machine, which has been out of date for forty years, is still singing alone, "The broken sword sinks into the sand and the autumn water falls, the flowers fall to the ground, I resigned, the blue lamp complains, a pillow of clear frost, as cold as ice——"
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