After receiving the task from Yi Jiayi, Xu Da returned to the safe area to look for the two children, searching inch by inch, shouting "I am a policeman, where are Li Zemin and Zhao Qionghui?", but he couldn't find them.

Yi Jiayi was thinking about Fang Zhenyue, wiping the sweat from her forehead, and "escaped" along the route she remembered, and came to the depression on the side of the high slope, where she saw the children's footprints, but there was indeed no trace of the children.

With a gloomy face, she looked around. The tall grass had been trampled by Xu Da and others, and there was no trace of the children. Jiayi could only use this place as the center of the circle, calling the names of the two children while looking outside:

"Li Zemin, Zhao Qionghui, I am police officer Yi Jiayi, are you nearby?"

In the distance, the sound of police car sirens was whistling and approaching, and many moving lights were also coming towards this wilderness.

Just when Jiayi was thinking about whether to mobilize the police to cut all the tall grass in this area, the tall grass in front suddenly shook. She tentatively continued to call the names of the two children, and took a defensive posture, staring at the area vigilantly. It

was not until the two children pushed aside the tall grass and really saw Yi Jiayi's face that they finally put their minds at ease and rushed towards her one after another.

Like fledgling swallows returning to their nests, they shouted "Officer Yi", "Officer Yi", "Officer Yi", "Officer Yi...", while hugging her tightly and refusing to let go.

Jiayi held the tops of the two little ones' heads and rubbed them before holding the two children.

Leading them out of the tall grass and brushing shoulders with the Flying Tigers that had swarmed into the area, Jiayi brought the two children to the police car, and only after watching them drink warm water and eat bread did she breathe a sigh of relief and turn around to borrow a police car to go to the hospital.

Xu Da came over to ask the children, and only then did he realize that the two little ones were scared by Lin Yibo, and were repeatedly deceived and coaxed by the kidnappers so that they didn't tell who was Li Zemin and who was Zhao Qionghui. This cleverness is now used in hiding.

When they saw Xu Da coming and heard Xu Da's voice, they were afraid that it was Lin Yi Bo's people pretending to be police officers.

When they heard Yi Jiayi's voice but didn't see anyone, they were worried that Lin Yi Bo's people had recorded Yi Jiayi's voice or pretended to be Yi Jiayi's voice to deceive them. It was not

until they really saw Yi Jiayi standing there that they dared to be sure and really ran out. While Ah Hui was sitting in the car eating soft bread, he said to Xu Da seriously: "Ah Min also made an agreement with me that if we push aside the bushes and see someone other than Officer Yi Jiayi, we will turn around and run, and it's better to run separately." Xu Da touched Ah Hui's head, patted Ah Min's shoulder, and gave great praise to the two children for their intelligence and courage. During the search, the Flying Tigers found the injured agent Ada from the Intelligence Department, Xu Da. Although she was stabbed, fortunately, she was not injured in the vital parts. She was immediately sent to the hospital for blood transfusion and soon regained consciousness. On the other side, when Jiayi borrowed the police car, Li Fuhao and his wife and Zhao Qing and his wife rushed over after hearing the news. The two mothers rushed to the two children with tears in their eyes, and the cries of "Mommy and baby" came one after another, mixed with sobs and crying. The two fathers endured and did not lose their composure, and politely thanked all the police officers who participated in the operation. Li Fuhao saw Yi Jiayi standing next to the police car, took two steps forward, grabbed her right hand, and held it tightly, with a face full of restrained excitement. Even a smooth-talking gentleman has moments when he runs out of words. He took back his hand and seemed a little reserved when facing Yi Jiayi. "Thank you, Madam Yi." Lai Fuhao's eyes were eager. She was right. They really tried their best and really rescued the children. "It's what we should do." Jiayi nodded. Seeing Dylan also rushing over from the command center and getting off a big car, she waved to Dylan. After Dylan came over, he immediately took over the job of entertaining Lai Fuhao. But when Yi Jiayi said goodbye and was about to get in the police car, Lai Fuhao suddenly turned back to his luxury car, pulled out a suitcase, and was about to hand it to Yi Jiayi. When he came, he was still worried that something might happen, so he carefully brought the 2 million Hong Kong dollars he had taken out before. Jiayi took the suitcase woodenly before she realized what it was and quickly refused. Li Fuhao insisted on giving it to Yi Jiayi and even wanted her to drive his luxury car to the hospital to visit Fang Zhenyue. In the end, he even offered to be Yi Jiayi's driver and take Yi Jiayi to the hospital to visit Fang Zhenyue. "I'm very familiar with the dean. I want to see if the hospital has arranged the best ward for Mr. Fang." Li Fuhao said enthusiastically. Jiayi asked Dylan for help in some embarrassment. Dylan then stepped forward to persuade Li Fuhao and talked about a lot of police principles. Jiayi took the opportunity to stuff the suitcase into Dylan's hands, stepped into the car, stepped on the accelerator and flew out. On the way, Jiayi brushed shoulders with the vehicles of colleagues from the Forensic Department and the Forensic Department. When they were almost at the hospital, good news came from the intercom: "The Forensic Department found the third body, facing away from the cabin, shot in the back, and killed while trying to escape." While waiting for the red light, Jiayi imagined a possible scene at that time: Fang Zhenyue saw that there was another person trying to escape, pushed open the window, shot him down, and then sat on the stern of the boat. ... ... Fang Zhenyue was arranged in the best VIP ward of the hospital, not because the police force was treated too well, but because the Fang family invested 20% in this hospital. The doctor carefully examined Fang Zhenyue. Because he was wearing a bulletproof vest, although there were many bruises on his chest and back caused by the impact of bullets, they were not serious. The bullet wound on his thigh was not serious because it penetrated the wooden board. His left arm and calf were scratched by stray bullets, and all the fragments have been removed. His face was covered in blood because it was scratched by porcelain and wood chips in the houseboat. They were just superficial injuries and would not even cause disfigurement after healing. After the surgery, the doctor prescribed painkillers for Fang Zhenyue so that he could have a good sleep. Jiayi sat by the bed until he woke up. In the early morning, Fang Zhenyue opened his eyes and saw Jiayi holding his hand and sitting beside him. He was about to sit up when Jiayi held his shoulders and leaned over to kiss him on the lips. There was no light in the ward, and the light from the street lamp outside the window shone in, making Jiayi's face warm. She closed her eyes, kissed him, and rubbed her cheek against his, all her movements were filled with attachment. His chest suddenly became hot, and he wanted to hug her, but his arms were tied and he was like a baby with limited mobility. He could only raise one arm to pat her back, and turned his face to gently kiss her cheek, her soft and cool cheek.

He wanted to move to the side so that she could lie down and take a nap to recover blood.

But when he looked carefully, he found that she was still wearing the clothes she wore yesterday. "Have you been with me all the way from Shatin?"

Jiayi said "yeah" softly and nodded.

"It's not a serious injury. It will be fine after some rest." Fang Zhenyue comforted her.

"Yeah." Jiayi held his hand and lowered her head to play with it. "Are you afraid in the houseboat?" It was like coaxing a child.

Fang Zhenyue was amused and sat up with a grin. The finger she was playing with pinched her index finger. He looked at her and pressed the bell to ask the nurse for many medicines and utensils to treat external injuries. He rejected the nurse's suggestion to handle it on his behalf and personally wiped the dirt and blood on her face and hands with a wet warm towel, and applied iodine to the broken skin on her cheek that was also scraped by the sawdust from the boat house.

He moved gently and patiently, as if he was enjoying the process of serving her.

Suddenly, he saw a round hole in her trouser pocket, and Fang Zhenyue became nervous, "You were shot?"

He reached out and touched it gently. There was no wet feeling, and she did not cry out in pain.

The two began to check the inside of the pants, and found that the bullet had rubbed the edge of the trouser pocket, but did not penetrate the trousers to damage it. It seemed that it was deflected by something.

He took out the thing that tore the trouser pocket, paralyzed on the hospital bed, and carefully identified it, only to find that it was a mahjong tile that was broken into countless pieces.

Jiayi then remembered that it was the fortune-telling mahjong that Jiaru taught her. An eight-barreled card means a good luck in love. As long as you keep it with you and think about someone, you will have a happy love life.

"Why do you carry a mahjong tile in your pocket for no reason? Are you cheating?" Fang Zhenyue turned his head to look at her in confusion.

"..." Jiayi blushed and looked away shyly. Seeing that he was still prepared to investigate in the spirit of a police officer, Jiayi quickly offered her left arm to divert his attention: "There are also many small wounds here."

...

The detectives of Group B finally cooperated with O to complete their assigned tasks, and the first thing they did was to go to the hospital to see Brother Yue.

When they walked to the door of the VIP single room, they found that although the light inside was on, the door was tightly closed.

Liu Jiaming walked in front, because he was eager to understand Brother Yue's condition, he didn't have time to knock on the door, and he reached out to pull the door handle.

Just as he pulled a crack in the door, he heard Yi Jiayi's voice from inside:

"Brother Yue, it hurts..."

Liu Jiaming's hand froze, and everyone behind him stood still like a stone.

And the voice inside continued——

"Bear with it, it won't hurt soon."

"Hmm..."

In the ward, Fang Zhenyue was pulling a bandage to bandage the wound on Yi Jiayi's arm.

It was a bit painful, and in order to distract herself, Jiayi picked up an apricot from the fruit basket that Li Fuhao had just sent over on the table and put it into her mouth. Her facial features wrinkled instantly:

"Ah, sour..."

"..." Fang Zhenyue looked up at her, and his laughter rolled in his throat into a vague guttural sound.

"Sour and refreshing..." Throwing the apricot into the trash can, the soft fruit hit the bottom of the can, making a muffled snapping sound.

Fang Zhenyue tied the bandage at this time, and the moment it was tightened, it touched Jiayi's wound, and she made a "hiss..." sound in pain.

Liu Jiaming quietly put the door back to its original position, and then retreated with the others.

"…Is it what I thought?" Liang Shule still couldn't believe it.

"In the ward?" Liu Jiaming scratched his head, also feeling incredible.

"When the love reached its peak, after all, Brother Yue is also a young man, full of blood..."

"Brother Yue is still injured, he certainly can't take the lead, then-"

"No!"

"Don't say it!"

"Stop imagining!"

"..." Liu Jiaming took two steps, thinking that many of the wards would also be placed with small statues of Guan Erye, and couldn't help but say: "Maybe in front of Guan Erye-"

Sanfu finally couldn't stand it anymore and covered Jiamingzi's mouth.

…

In the ward, Fang Zhenyue bandaged Jiayi's wound. He glanced at the bonus check personally given by Lai Fuhao on the table and remembered that he had just received a call from Sanfu, saying that they rushed over directly from Shatin to see him. He looked at the time and then wondered:

"That bad guy said he would come more than half an hour ago, why hasn't he arrived in such a long time? He should have crawled here..."

"Yes, they are so slow today." Jiayi pulled down her sleeves to cover the bandage, raised her head and nodded seriously to agree.

……

……

The next morning, all the headlines published the story of Lai Fuhao's son being kidnapped, the police killing three kidnappers, and heroically rescuing two children.

The Green Orange Daily still published a photo of Yi Jiayi - it was taken of her shaking hands with Lai Fuhao before she was about to leave Shatin.

But the title is: [Inspector Fang single-handedly resisted 4 kidnappers and killed 3 of them on the spot]

Jiayi opened the lunch box sent by Brother Yi, which contained hot porridge and other excellent breakfast.

By the way, she showed the newspaper to Fang Zhenyue, "If I had known that Brother Yue was so brave, I would not have left at that time. Let me go first, it turns out that you want to dominate the front page."

"If you don't leave, I won't be so brave." Fang Zhenyue took the porridge bowl, thanked him, and scooped a spoonful of hot porridge into his mouth. The rich and delicious porridge made him squint his eyes, "You have been on the front page so many times, it's my turn once."

Jiayi smiled and sat beside the bed, watching him eat while watching the small TV hanging on the bedside broadcasting the news.

The case of Lai Fuhao being kidnapped will probably be talked about by the media for more than a month.

Reaching out and gently covering his left wrist, Jiayi turned her head and whispered:

"The place where Fang Zhenxuan was buried twenty years ago, the surviving black-skinned man and Ahong couldn't remember it very clearly. Putting the two together, O spent half the night examining the place before he got a rough location.

"Dylan just called me and said the body was found, not far from the boathouse.

"The forensic officer deduced that it was Fang Zhenxuan based on the height and other characteristics of the severely skeletonized body, as well as the naked clothing fragments and other information.

"Uncle and aunt have gone to the police station to identify the body..."

Fang Zhenyue paused holding the spoon, his eyes flickered for a few breaths, and then he calmed down, pursed his lips, put the spoon back into the porridge bowl, and took a deep breath.

The morning sunlight shone through the window onto the quilt, warm and pure.

He turned his head to look at the tree crowns covered with gauze by the sunlight, and finally raised the corners of his lips lightly.

...

On the second day after Fang Zhenyue was admitted to the hospital, Li Zemin and Zhao Qionghui came to the hospital to visit Fang Zhenyue accompanied by their parents, followed by friends from the police station, Uncle Jiu, the Yi family, etc. At the same time, the media also surrounded the hospital tightly.

Three days later, Fang Zhenyue was discharged from the hospital with injuries and went home to recuperate.

At the end-of-year commendation ceremony of the police force, Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue went on stage twice, once for the O-level chief, White-browed Eagle Wang, to thank him for his many awards, and once for the award for the elite detectives of the serious crime unit.

From the dividends given to the task force by Lai Fuhao, Jiayi pocketed 600,000 Hong Kong dollars. With the year-end bonus and salary of 500,000 Hong Kong dollars, Jiayi's savings soared to more than 3.3 million Hong Kong dollars.

While buying New Year's goods with her family, Jiayi began to seriously plan to buy a house after the New Year. On

the 25th of the lunar calendar, 5 days before the New Year, everyone attended Fang Zhenxuan's funeral together.

At the funeral, Fang Zhenyue and his sister held Fang's mother on the left and right. In 20 years, Fang Zhenyue put aside his grudges and got so close to his mother.

The broken finger that had been kept for 20 years was returned to its original owner, and Brother Fang finally rested in peace.

Fang Zhenyue's villa in the middle of the mountain is no longer a tomb for anyone, and the soul trapped there is free.