Ye Feng silently stared at Cheng Xiao Kui in front of him...
An answer flashed through his mind, but he instinctively rejected it! Denied it!
The girl's eyes were very clear, so clear that you could see the faint glimmer of tears within them; her tears sparkled like crystals.
He paused briefly, then stood up and walked out of the interrogation room.
His brow furrowed into a knot as he walked straight to the glass window at the end of the corridor.
Ye Feng's subordinate followed him out and asked from behind, "Captain, Cheng Xiao Kui wouldn't... wouldn't she just be trying to save Chief Si, would she..."
He spoke hesitantly, but he couldn't find any other reasonable explanation besides this one.
Ye Feng said leisurely, "How could that be? She knew perfectly well that admitting she was a spy would mean the death penalty."
Would she risk her life for someone else's? She's a spy! How could a spy do such a thing?
His mind was in complete disarray; none of this made sense, much less his reasoning.
The next moment, as if he had suddenly realized something, he said, "Maybe that's what she wants us to think! We can't let our guard down!"
All leads have gone cold with her; we must follow this lead closely! Better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one spy escape!
Ye Feng's subordinate nodded and said, "I understand. So, what do we do now..."
Ye Feng said, "Take her back to the detention cell and lock her up. I want to see what tricks she can pull next."
Ye Feng's subordinate asked, "Should we report this to our superiors? We don't have any solid evidence that Cheng Xiao Kui is a spy right now."
Ye Feng said, "No! She can only be a spy, she must be a spy, otherwise, the suspicion on Si Muyang cannot be cleared."
Whether she was being sincere or setting a trap, we couldn't let this opportunity to get Si Muyang to the hospital slip by!
His hands clenched into fists. Si Muyang's condition was dangerous, and they were all worried that he wouldn't make it.
Si Muyang was their buddy, their good brother. What did it matter if they concealed some things as long as they could save Si Muyang? What did it matter if they sacrificed Cheng Xiaokui?
Even if Cheng Xiao Kui wasn't a spy, she was just a woman unrelated to them. In terms of contributions to the country, how could Cheng Xiao Kui possibly compare to Si Mu Yang?
If only one of them can survive, it has to be Si Muyang!
Having figured out this relationship, Ye Feng's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.
Nothing else matters, Cheng Xiao Kui doesn't matter, what matters is that Si Muyang has a chance to survive!
Cheng Xiao Kui was taken to the detention cell. She sat on the wooden bed and looked out the window through the iron bars. The sky outside was a deep blue, the kind of deep blue that looks like a sapphire. There won't be a blue like that forty years from now.
She suddenly remembered the song "Blue and White Porcelain," which says, "The sky is blue, waiting for the rain." Perhaps Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty was waiting for this blue color!
"The sky is blue, waiting for the rain and mist, and I am waiting for you. The smoke from the chimneys rises, thousands of miles away across the river. I write Han Dynasty calligraphy on the bottom of the bottle, imitating the elegance of the previous dynasty, as if it were a prelude to meeting you."
The sky is blue, waiting for the rain; and I am waiting for you. The moonlight is scooped up, blurring the ending, like a timeless blue-and-white porcelain, beautiful in its own right, and your eyes are filled with smiles.
White and blue koi fish leap at the bottom of the bowl... The banana leaves outside the curtain are stained by the sudden rain, the door knocker is stained with verdigris, and I, passing through that Jiangnan town, have attracted you.
In the ink wash landscape painting, you are hidden deep within the ink, the sky blue awaits the misty rain, and I am waiting for you…
As Cheng Xiao Kui gazed at the blue sky and sang "Blue and White Porcelain," all she could think about was Si Mu Yang.
Does that mean that no matter how she changes her fate, she can't change the ending of this book?
Ye Feng unexpectedly heard a beautiful singing voice he had never heard before in the corridor.
He stopped in his tracks in surprise, listening intently, his eyes widening in astonishment.
How can there be such a beautiful song in this world?
He felt that the model operas and those popular songs were the best songs in the world.
But he had never heard the melody of the song Cheng Xiao Kui sang before.
The song is so beautiful, and the lyrics are even more meaningful. The singing is like an invisible thread, leading him step by step forward.
It wasn't until he reached Cheng Xiao Kui's door that he realized he was standing there.
When Cheng Xiao Kui saw Ye Feng arrive, she stopped singing.
She asked, "What's wrong? Should we continue interrogating me?"
She tilted her head and looked at Ye Feng, who looked dazed, as if he had lost two of his three souls.
Cheng Xiao Kui's voice brought Ye Feng back to his senses.
Ye Feng asked, "What was the name of the song you just sang?"
Cheng Xiao Kui replied, "Blue and white porcelain!"
Ye Feng said, "Blue and white porcelain? What's that?"
Cheng Xiaokui said, "It's a type of porcelain from the Song Dynasty. You can see it if you go to a museum."
It was a beautiful blue. "The sky is the color of rain, waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."
Ye Feng asked, "How come I've never heard this song before? Where did you hear it?"
Cheng Xiao Kui said, "You definitely haven't heard of it, because I wrote this song."
She silently prayed to Jay Chou, "Please don't be offended, I'll just borrow this song from you for now!"
Ye Feng looked at Cheng Xiao Kui as if she were a monster. "You can write songs?"
Cheng Xiao Kui said, "Yes, I've written many songs. Would you like to hear something else?"
Ye Feng asked, "Okay! Sing another song for me."
Cheng Xiao Kui sang softly, "Borrow a midnight street lamp, its dim yellow light, to illuminate a pair of figures on that bumpy road; borrow an inch of the coldest winter sun, its biting warmth, to melt away the chill of this vast world..."
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