Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  Tang Chong's words were so overbearing and sharp, but his expression was as calm as water.

  This made Wen Jing secretly sigh in admiration - he and she were indeed mother and son. They shared the same calmness, the same ruthlessness, the same... not giving their opponents any room to spare.

  At the interrogation room, seeing him pick up a police baton and strike the person who tried to harm him one after another, it was truly an eye-opening experience.

  It's been a long time since I've seen such a young person.

  "What if I didn't come?" Wenjing asked.

  "All the ifs in this world are meaningless." Tang Zhong said with a smile.

  "Just if." Wen Jing insisted.

  "Just if only." Tang Chong furrowed his brow in contemplation. "If you didn't come, I would have chosen another way to handle it - for example, before reporting to the police, I would have called the school first and let them take care of this case. Although it's a bit more troublesome, after all, the school will still stand on the side of the students when considering the problem."

  "Of course, in that case, the ending wouldn't be as perfect as it is now. I also didn't have the courage to hit people with a stick in the interrogation room - a child's courage comes from the support of adults behind them. If a child gets into a fight outside and their father doesn't support them but instead slaps them, how would they dare to fight back?"

  "In other words, you already knew I was going to come over before making the decision to sound the alarm?" Wenjing said.

  "When I was beaten by them with batons, I also had some doubts," said Tang Chong. "At that time, the mood would be even more irritable."

  "Because he's a professional killer, so you don't have to take any responsibility for this incident," Wenjing said. "If Jiang Tao reports this case, you may also get a reward of one million Huaxia coins and two hundred thousand US dollars - of course, the Yúnǚ Fēng branch will also benefit from it. They can't put all the credit on your shoulders alone."

  "I understand," said Tang Chong. "Also need to take care of the police's face."

  "It's also because he is a professional killer. I temporarily have no way of finding out who bought him," the woman said.

  "I understand," said Tang Chong. "I'll be on guard."

  "Come back with me." Wen Jing asked again.

  "I still have friends waiting." Tang Chong said with a smile. "When I was detained, they didn't leave, now that nothing is wrong, how can one person leave first?"

  Quietly and without forcing herself, she turned around and walked back along the road she had come from.

  Tang Chong gazed at her receding figure, lost in thought.

  Taking a few deep breaths of this cool mountain wind, he followed quietly behind Wen Jing and walked towards the Yu Nuofeng branch.

  When Tang Chong returned, the Audi car driven by Wen Jing had already left far away. Instead, a lawyer was left behind to handle some follow-up matters. After all, it was a homicide case, and they wanted to do everything carefully to avoid being caught off guard in the future.

  Li Botao, the director of the Yu Nuofeng sub-bureau, had a sudden change in attitude towards Tang Chong and cordially invited him to dinner together, but was rejected by Tang Chong.

  He also invited Tang Chong and his classmates to rest in the VIP room at the station that night, but was rejected by Tang Chong again.

  Tang Chong walked up to Hua Ming, Liang Tuo, Li Yu and others, smiling and asked: "Everyone must be hungry, right?"

  Hua Ming and Liang Tao rushed over, tightly hugging Tang Chong in their arms. Even the normally shy Li Yu joined in.

  Hanna and three girls including Cheng Pei were laughing happily on one side, delighted for their brothers' reunion.

  What happened today is really too unexpected and absurd. Now Tang Chong stands in front of them, making it impossible for them to believe that this is real.

  "Second brother, are you alright? Nothing's wrong with you?" Liang Tao said happily.

  "Come on, who's that little girl? She looks really lovely. Her figure is great, curvy in all the right places..." The one speaking must be Hua Ming.

  "It's all right as long as nothing is wrong." Li Yu said.

  Three girls also came up to congratulate Tang Chong, and they were also wondering in their hearts how Tang Chong was released so quickly.

  "He's a professional killer." Tang Chong explained. "The police verified his identity and then let me go."

  "Oh. So that woman is a policewoman." Hua Ming nodded and said, "I said it looks like there's a sense of heroic spirit..."

  Then, his smile became even more lewd, and he whispered to Tang Chong while hugging her neck: "When you went out for a walk earlier, didn't you take the opportunity to make some small moves? Female police officers are more flavorful than other women. This is uniform temptation."

  Tang Chong ignored Hua Ming's question and turned to face the several girls, saying: "You must all be hungry? Let's go to Big Sister's house to eat something and rest for a night. Then take tomorrow's train back - how about it?"

  Something like this happened, and no one had the heart to play around here anymore.

  "Alas. Unfortunately, Yichen left first." Hona sighed.

  Hua Ming and Liang Tao both looked down, very displeased, and glared at He Nuo's big mouth.

  "She was frightened out of her wits. It's better for her to go back and rest." Tang Zhong said with a smile.

  His face was as usual, and no displeasure could be seen.

  Tang Zhong runs quickly Tang Zhong runs quickly-----ah-----

  Qiu Yi Han suddenly sat up from bed, her hands waving wildly as if to chase away the bad guys who dared to approach.

  "Brrr, my heart's treasure----" An old lady, despite the chilly autumn air slapping her face with a loud "slap slap slap", instead tightly hugged her in her arms, with tears streaming down her face, shouting: "It's all right now. It's all right now. Those were just dreams. Once you wake up from them, everything will be fine."

  A middle-aged beautiful woman wearing a white suit, looking 60-70% similar to Autumn Cold, also sat on the bed, holding Autumn Cold's hand and shouting: "Don't be afraid, Yihuan. This is at home. At grandma's place. There are no bad people. Where do you see any bad people?"

  Autumn's chill brought tears to her eyes, and when she blinked, she saw that the figures standing before her were indeed her mother and grandmother.

  "Grandma!" she cried out, throwing herself into her grandmother's arms and bursting into tears.

  "Good girl, good girl." Her grandmother gently stroked her back and comforted her.

  It wasn't until after a while that Qiu Yihan finally calmed down.

  "Grandma, has Tangzhong come back?"

  The old lady and the middle-aged beauty exchanged a glance, both of their expressions were somewhat strange.

  The old lady relaxed her chilly body and said, "Hanchen, are you hungry? Why don't we eat something first? Your grandma made your favorite glutinous rice cake."

  "Uh-huh." Qiuyi nodded coldly. She was so frightened that she fell asleep as soon as she got back and lay down on the bed. From morning till now, she had only eaten two biscuits during the breaks while climbing the mountain.

  Qiu Yi Han sat at the dinner table eating, with his grandmother and mother sitting on one side accompanying him.

  Her mother made a gesture to her grandmother, and her grandmother nodded and smiled: "Hanjun, who is that Tang Chong?"

  "My classmate." Qiuyi's mouth was stuffed with food. "Grandma, has he come back? No way, I'll give him a call."

  She felt around for her phone everywhere but couldn't find it.

  "Where's my phone?" Qiu Yihong asked urgently.

  "It's probably lost," said Grandma. "Losing a phone is nothing, if someone gets hurt, I'd..."

  "Mom, call the police and ask them to let Tang Chong go." Qiu Yiheng turned around and said to the middle-aged woman, her small face full of pleading.

  "It's freezing." A middle-aged beautiful woman frowned and said. "Whether he can come back or not, it's up to the police to decide. Murder... is this a trivial matter?"

  The autumn air was cold and unpleasant, and he put down the rice cake in his hand, saying: "But he's a victim. We were just going to the top of the mountain to enjoy the view, when he suddenly rushed towards us..."

  "It's up to the police to decide whether he is a victim or not. If he is really innocent, the police will definitely let him go. If he has indeed done something wrong, the police will certainly not let him off."

  "And another thing, tell mom how you ended up going crazy and playing in that mountain with them? That place isn't even developed, and there's no one to accompany you, do you know how dangerous it is? Are you trying to worry grandma to death?"

  "Brrr, I'll listen to Grandma from now on and won't run around randomly anymore. Alright?" The old lady said, wiping away her tears.

  "Grandma." Qiuyi Han grasped Grandma's hand and said, "Don't cry anymore. I won't run around recklessly from now on."

  "Uh. Hanhan is a good kid." Grandma burst into tears and laughed. "Hanhan, this time thanks to your brother William. Your dad is abroad, your mom is in Yanjing, you got into such big trouble, I couldn't find anyone to help - so I quickly called your Uncle Ji, he had your Brother Ji rush over to pick you up. Seeing you standing safely in front of me, do you know how happy Grandma is?"

  "Wait until you're better, then go thank William Gege properly ---- Also, when William Gege left, he said that if you want to travel or go shopping or go somewhere else, be sure to call him. He will take time out to accompany you. Didn't you like playing with him the most when you were a kid?"

  "Also, you must listen to your grandmother and not go out with those girls from your dormitory again - especially don't contact that boy named Tang Chong. This time something like this happened, who knows what will happen in the future?"

  "Your brother said that the police suspect that man's attack target was him. Think about it, if he were a good person, would he provoke others to treat him like this? He almost got my precious granddaughter killed, I really hate him to death."

  The middle-aged beautiful woman bowed her head and drank tea, without the courage to gaze into her daughter's innocent eyes.

  Listening to her grandmother's incessant nagging, Autumn Cold felt her body becoming increasingly heavy, and the sweet glutinous rice cake that she used to find delicious now tasted bitter.

  She was like a flying swallow, wrapped layer by layer in a silk net woven with love by her grandmother, so dense that not even the wind could penetrate.

  Unable to move, unable to escape.