Chapter 486 Life Debt

Qian Feng glanced at Qin Jingxiu and said nothing.

During this period, he slept less than three hours a day on average and relied entirely on cigarettes to stay awake. He smoked too much and his throat became dry and sore, and he would never speak unless he could avoid it.

A vaguely unfamiliar image flashed through Qin Jingxiu's mind.

In fact, this situation has occurred from time to time in the past two years. The doctor said that there might be signs that the memory he lost is recovering.

When he first came here and saw Qian Feng for the first time, he just felt vaguely familiar with him. But that night, he had a dream. He dreamed of Qian Feng, Qian Feng when he was young.

In the dream, Qian Feng was shouting something at him excitedly, but he couldn't hear the sound and then he woke up.

Qin Jingxiu wasn't sure if this was a dream or a fragment of past memory.

"Where are you from?"

Seeing Qian Feng still smoking silently, Qin Jingxiu asked again.

Qian Feng didn't want to talk, and he wasn't in the mood, but thinking that the other party was Tang Qi's biological father, he suppressed his impatience and replied in a hoarse voice: "City B."

Qin Jingxiu was a little surprised, "You don't have the B City accent at all."

The biggest feature of the dialect in City B is the flat tongue sounds. Basically, people in City B have some problems in distinguishing between flat tongue and curled tongue when speaking Mandarin, and it is easy to hear the difference.

Qian Feng glanced at him and wanted to say that Tang Qi didn't have an accent either, but after thinking about it, he swallowed his words and said, "I studied abroad and stayed abroad for a few years, so my accent gradually disappeared."

Qin Jingxiu nodded and pushed the cigarette butt, which had burned out after only a few puffs, into the ashtray.

Qian Feng had just finished smoking a cigarette, so he picked up the cigarette box and asked politely, "Another one?"

Qin Jingxiu paused, then slowly reached out and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box that Qian Feng handed to him. Just as he put it in his mouth, there was a "pop" sound, and a cluster of flames appeared in front of him.

At the same time, Qian Feng, who came closer to help Qin Jingxiu light a cigarette, stared at a sesame-sized blood mole on the bridge of Qin Jingxiu's nose, and his eyes changed from confusion to shock.

"It's you?!"

The image flashed through Qin Jingxiu's mind, but before he could grasp it, Qian Feng's exclamation interrupted his train of thought.

He looked at Qian Feng, whose eyes were wide open, with an inexplicable expression, "Why? Have you seen me too?"

Qian Feng didn't answer. He sat back. Maybe because he was too excited or something, he wasn't very smooth in taking out a cigarette or lighting it.

He took a deep puff of cigarette, suppressed his surprise, and looked up at Qin Jingxiu.

"You really don't remember me?"

Qin Jingxiu shook his head. "I was injured and lost some of my memory. I may have just forgotten you."

Hearing this, Qian Feng took a deep puff of his cigarette before saying, "I know you were injured. It turns out you lost your memory. No wonder."

Now it was Qin Jingxiu's turn to be surprised. He looked at Qian Feng with eyes full of scrutiny and vigilance.

He was injured while capturing members of an international criminal organization. Apart from his comrades and leaders who carried out the mission together, the only people who knew the truth about his injury were members of the criminal organization.

Seeing Qin Jingxiu's suspicion, Qian Feng couldn't help laughing, "You don't think I'm the one who escaped the net of that group of criminals, do you?"

Qin Jingxiu said, "That's not necessarily true." But the wariness in his eyes faded.

He may not trust Qian Feng, but he will not doubt Mo Shaochen.

Mo Shaochen would never have close contacts with members of international criminal organizations.

Qian Feng put the unfinished cigarette into the ashtray, stood up, went back to the computer, and started working seriously.

Qin Jingxiu stood behind him, staring at the strings of codes that kept jumping up and down on the screen, and said, "You haven't slept for 24 hours. Take a break."

Qian Feng kept working, and said nonchalantly, "How can I sleep when I'm in debt?"

Qin Jingxiu hesitated for a moment, and finally said nothing more, turned around and left.

It was not just Qian Feng who couldn't sleep. As soon as he lay down and closed his eyes, all that came to his mind was the voice, appearance and smile of his daughter Qiqi. Although Mo Shaochen told him that Qiqi's life was not in danger for the time being, how could he feel at ease when he couldn't find her?

But at this moment, Qian Feng's heart was not as calm as he appeared.

He never imagined that Tang Qi's biological father was the special forces soldier who risked his life to save him in City B eighteen years ago.

At that time, he had just graduated from college and had already made a name for himself in the international hacker community. However, he accidentally leaked his identity and was targeted by an international criminal organization, who kidnapped him.

Members of the criminal organization took a fancy to his hacking skills and threatened him to hack into the computers of specially selected targets and steal the money in their online banking accounts.

Later, he took advantage of the group's lax defense and secretly contacted the Internet police.

Afterwards, he was forced to work for the group while reporting the information and movements of the criminal organization members to the Internet police.

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The police department had all the information and data about the gang and had deployed police forces to prepare for the arrest. But that day, the criminals saw that they could not escape and decided to die together with the police who rushed in to arrest them.

As he looked at the group of people, he had only one thought in his mind: they were all going to die, and it would be better for him to die alone than for a group of police officers to die.

While the criminals were not paying attention to him, he shouted at the police outside the door with all his strength: "Retreat!"

As he was shouting, a man suddenly jumped down from the roof and knocked him down.

When he woke up, he found out that it was a special forces soldier who saved him.

Fortunately, the special forces soldier is still alive.

Unfortunately, the other person suffered a severe brain injury and if he does not wake up, he may become a vegetable.

He went to visit the unconscious Qin Jingxiu on purpose. At that time, Qin Jingxiu's forehead and chin were wrapped in gauze, and the only thing exposed was the bridge of his nose.

There is a blood mole the size of a sesame seed next to Qin Jingxiu's nose.

In addition to owing SQ's life, Qian Feng also owes Qin Jingxiu's life.

If Qin Jingxiu hadn't tackled him, he would have been blown to death.

He originally planned to pay Tang Qi back the money he owed SQ, but now he hasn't paid it back yet and now he owes her biological father. Well, it seems that he can only work like a slave for this father and daughter in this life to pay it back.

Qian Feng was lost in thought when his cell phone suddenly beeped twice.

He was startled and picked it up to see that it was not a message from the person he bribed, but the deposit information of the bank card.

When he saw the balance on the card, he was so shocked that his hands shook and he almost dropped his phone.

Mo Shaochen was so crazy that he transferred 2 billion to him! No, he had to smoke a cigarette to slow down.

Before I even lit the cigarette, Xu Xing called.

"Don't tell me that you added two zeros because of shaking hands. I won't change it back." As soon as the phone was connected, he said before Xu Xing could speak.

Xu Xing was speechless for two seconds, then said, "The boss said that after deducting the money you paid in advance, the expenses of finding someone to gather information and buy information will be taken from this money. As long as you can find Miss Qiqi, no matter how much is left, it will be yours."

The cigarette in Qian Feng's mouth fell onto his pants with a plop. "Really?"

(End of this chapter)