Jiang Wei is only obsessed with this. She is too tired. She wants to escape from this mission. Now she just wants to return to her previous life.
"Okay." Ancheng agreed.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei looked at him in surprise, why did he suddenly become so talkative?
"As long as you tell me everything you know about Xiang Yutian, I will return your identity to you and arrange for you to join the Hong Kong police force." An Cheng faded his smile and put on a serious face with a firm tone.
Hearing this, Jiang Weiwei was startled. He kneaded his clothes tightly with his fingers and kneaded them hard for a long time...
really.
Identity is not so easy to get back.
An Cheng didn't ask further questions, just waited quietly.
Finally, Jiang Weiwei let go of his hands twisting his clothes, closed his eyes and said coldly, "Then I will try to see how long a person without an ID card can survive."
After saying that, Jiang Weiwei stood up and prepared to go into the room to sleep.
She didn't want to leave tonight.
"I will return your identity to you."
An Cheng's voice suddenly sounded behind her.
He compromised.
Jiang Weiyi turned his head in surprise and looked at him in confusion, "Why?"
Didn't he always insist that she complete the task?
"I'm going to close the net."
An Cheng did not answer, but said calmly, "Xiang Yutian has purged many people in AN. I don't have much evidence, but no matter whether I can succeed or not, I will close the net."
Otherwise, AN will die more.
"Many people?" Jiang Weiwei was surprised. Wasn't it just Wang Qiang and Shao Xing who were killed by Xiang Yutian?
"Half of the people I sent out were killed," An Cheng said.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't help but step back...
Half of the people are broken?
In other words, without her knowledge, Xiang Yutian also executed many of her colleagues?
how so……
"I will arrange for you to go abroad as soon as possible and stay away from this fight." Ancheng said, turned and walked out.
"Where are you going?"
Looking at his lonely back, Jiang Weiwei couldn't help but speak.
It's so dark outside...
"I'm leaving." Ancheng counted his steps, reached for the door, and stepped out.
"Will your driver pick you up?"
"..."
An Cheng paused, opened a pair of dim and irrelevant eyes, and continued walking out without saying a word.
Does that mean the driver won't come to pick you up?
How could a blind man walk on the winding roads in Haikou...
"Ancheng, you can stay here tonight."
Seeing his back getting further and further away, Jiang Weiwei finally couldn't bear it and called out to him.
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There are only two rooms in the ancient Pusu house, one is grandma's and the other is where Jiang Weiyi lived when he was a child.
Anjo stayed.
Jiang Weiwei pulled out the quilt and made a bunk on the ground, and said indifferently, "Bed, bunk, what do you choose?"
"On the ground."
An Cheng didn't think about it. He was sitting on a torn leather sofa, his posture was elegant, like a handsome nobleman, and his eyes were looking forward quietly.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep first."
Jiang Weiyi agreed simply, took off his shoes and got into bed, took off the quilt and covered himself.
A faint scent of herbs hits your nostrils.
She grabbed the quilt and put it to the tip of her nose. The aroma of herbs was even stronger. This was the smell exclusive to Anjo...
Has he been sleeping here these days?
He was obviously a boss who would do whatever it took to achieve his mission, but he stayed with her grandma at home for more than one day.