Ji Yanghai is not very old and has not yet entered middle age. However, due to years of wasted time and the scars he had suffered during battles, they are engraved on his soul and cannot be wiped away. They seem to have become the dirt in his spirit, making him look tired and even a little old.
Although he had good manners and a handsome face, and could speak well if there were someone around, these could not hide his fatigue and aging.
He was holding a bunch of car keys in his hand. The shell and style were very old, and the car logo was worn beyond recognition. He was playing with them as if nothing had happened.
Ji Yanghai's eyes were blank, not looking at anyone, he just sat there.
A few minutes later, someone broke this idleness. A waiter came up to him, bent down and whispered: "Hello sir, someone wants me to hand this phone over to you."
Ji Yanghai glanced at the waiter, then at the pink-decorated phone that clearly belonged to a woman. A meaningful smile played on his face. He thanked her and took the phone. After the waiter had gone away, he said, "I don't know who you are, but your quick thinking far exceeded my expectations. However, I don't negotiate with those who hide their true identity. Either show up in person and we can talk on equal terms. Or stay away and wait for me to blow this hotel up."
He was relaxed and at ease, while the person on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, obviously thinking intensely.
After a long time, the other side finally compromised: "Put your phone where it is and go upstairs."
Ji Yanghai put down his phone, stood up and walked towards the stairs.
The lights upstairs were dim, with only one side on. This area was not open for business today, so there were no waiters. The entire huge restaurant was just a shadow.
The shadow sat by the window, using the rising moonlight as a cover, hiding its face as if in a dying struggle.
Ji Yanghai moved forward step by step, and the tapping sound of his hard leather shoes sounded like the verdict at the final moment.
Finally, he could easily see the man's face and took a breath.
Ji Yanghai was silent for a moment, then pulled a stool over and sat down next to him. "I'm more surprised by your age than by your wisdom."
Chen Tinghan suddenly said: "You don't have a bomb."
"Why do you think so?" Ji Yanghai smiled, crossed his fingers and placed them on his lower abdomen. He said slowly, "I've learned about this. Planting enough bombs in an unguarded hotel and converting car keys into detonators is easy for me."
"I don't doubt that you have the ability." Chen Tinghan took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it to his lips but did not light it, and responded with the same calm attitude: "But I believe that the work I have done during this period should have put a lot of pressure on you. You didn't have enough time to prepare.
Even if you get the materials from black market traders, it won't be enough in terms of time."
“Why can’t I just get the finished product from him?”
Chen Tinghan smiled and said, "I suddenly remembered that he's the most fearful 'businessman' in all of Wanghai. He's only been selling insignificant things since a long time ago. His biggest profit is phone cases. A guy like him wouldn't even ask you what he wants to do with a bottle of air freshener, let alone sell you finished products."
"Alas." Ji Yanghai sighed and said, "You knew there was no bomb, but you still came to see me in person."
"I can't be 100% sure that you really don't have it." Chen Tinghan said: "I won't take the risk."
"Meeting me is the real risk." Ji Yanghai narrowed his eyes and said, "I can kill you at any time. Believe me, it won't take much effort."
"I believe this, too."
Chen Tinghan took out his cell phone, dialed a number, switched to speakerphone mode, and placed it on the table.
An anxious voice came from the phone: "What's the situation over there? What happened? Can you tell me?"
"Officer Zhou." Chen Tinghan pointed out the identity of the person over there and said, "I don't have anything to do here. You must keep a close eye on Deng Shi first. Don't let him go. If he leaves, he will die."
Zhou Jinwei was silent for a while, then said, "Okay, let's keep in touch."
The call ended, and Chen Tinghan said, "This is my sincerity. I didn't notify the police and agreed to meet you for the purpose of having a conversation with you, and also because I believe you are not a madman who kills anyone he sees.
After all, you were once an excellent student of political science and law. If all goes well, you should become a police officer."
"You know my business very well."
Chen Tinghan shook his head and said, "I don't know much, so I hope to hear you talk about it."
"You're lucky. I'm in a good mood today, so I'm willing to talk to you." Ji Yanghai said, "You should know my background."
"I know. When you were fifteen, your family suffered a disaster. A fellow villager who was bribed by money, along with five people from the neighboring village, murdered your parents in the village. One of them was Wu Wu, the motorcycle taxi driver you killed, and the other was Deng Shi, the only one of the five who is still alive."
Chen Tinghan sorted out many things. His driver Wu Wu in his previous life also lost his life in the bizarre kidnapping case of Lin Xueyan. But when everything was settled in his previous life and he reviewed the situation, Ji Yanghai had sufficient alibi and was still tracking down the whereabouts of his enemy in a certain city or county.
Therefore, Chen Tinghan did not connect the kidnapping case with Ji Yanghai at the beginning, so he was so surprised when he saw Ji Yanghai in the "chess and card room" run by Deng Shi.
For some unknown reason, this blood-seeking undead completely deviated from the track of his previous life.
Ji Yanghai was a little dumbfounded: "Isn't that enough?... Never mind, since you know it so clearly, then it's much easier to talk about it."
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