North to Hanchuan

Chapter 105

"No distinction is made between high and low," Gu Hengbei was so angry that he slapped Ji Hanchuan's face with his feet, "I don't think you can distinguish between high and low!"

Ji Hanchuan didn't dislike it, he opened his mouth and bit Gu Hengbei's ankle, Gu Hengbei laughed and scolded, the child saw that the two uncles were having so much fun, and rushed over to join him.

"Hey, Gu Yuze's feet are really fun!" Gu Hengbei played with his nephew's foot as if he had discovered some new land.

The jiojio of the little doll is chubby and fleshy, it is really cute.

Ji Hanchuan pinched the child's other foot: "Did you also look like this when you were young?"

"Maybe."

The child was ticklish, and was pinched and giggled by the two strange uncles.

On the sofa, the child was lying on Gu Hengbei's stomach, Gu Hengbei was pillowing on Ji Hanchuan's chest, and Ji Hanchuan embraced the big and the small with both hands, and the three of them dozed off lazily.

Like a litter of lazy and happy cats.

"What time is it?" Gu Hengbei narrowed his eyes.

Ji Hanchuan glanced at the wall clock at the back: "It's less than nine o'clock."

Gu Hengbei yawned.

Ji Hanchuan looked down at him: "Go upstairs and sleep?"

"I want to move."

Ji Hanchuan pressed against Gu Hengbei's ear: "I'll carry Xiaoze up first."

Gu Hengbei looked down, the child was wheezing in sleep, and the saliva was dripping onto his cotton pajamas.

He turned his head to look into Ji Hanchuan's deep and smiling eyes, and leaned over to kiss his relative Ji Hanchuan's eyelids.

Ji Hanchuan picked up the little guy, Gu Hengbei simply cleared the coffee table, turned off the light in the living room, and the two went upstairs together.

In the shower room, a bright Yuba was turned on, and the warm water poured down, and the steaming hot air covered the frosted glass, blurring the outline of the body.

Gu Hengbei's cheeks were pressed against the cold tiles, and his hands were almost useless. Ji Hanchuan covered the back of his hands from behind, and his slender fingers cut into his fingers, clasping him firmly.

The two Mobius rings are tightly attached to each other, refracting fragmentary brilliance under the light.

The rush of breath lingered in the pinnae, and the cramped space magnified the senses other than vision extremely intensely. Gu Hengbei only felt that his ribs were about to be smashed, and his heart would burst out at any moment.

"Gu Hengbei." Ji Hanchuan's voice was so hoarse that it was soaked by Qingyu.

Gu Hengbei thought that Ji Hanchuan always liked to call him by his first name and last name, as if he was solemn and precious only if he had all three characters.

But when he was called "Beibei", Ji Hanchuan's voice would be much more lively.

Gu Hengbei suddenly struggled, Ji Hanchuan held him down, almost flustered, and even exclaimed: "You're going to kill me!"

"Who the hell killed who..."

The water didn't flow into the throat, but it seemed like a fire was burning. Gu Hengbei laughed so hard that he finally turned around and stroked Ji Hanchuan's face and neck with his wet fingers.

Ji Hanchuan looked at him fascinatedly, swallowing his saliva unceasingly, the tendons on his tight neck were gurgling, and his Adam's apple rolled frequently and rapidly.

"Chuan'er..." Gu Hengbei laughed amidst the rushing water.

Ji Hanchuan was perplexed and confused again: "...Huh?"

"Hurry up," Gu Hengbei hugged his neck tightly, "come and kill me!"

……

The two stayed together until almost twelve o'clock before getting ready to go to bed. Before going to bed, Gu Hengbei habitually glanced at his phone with a serious look on his face.

Ji Hanchuan noticed: "What's wrong?"

Gu Hengbei's low voice couldn't hide his excitement: "Yu Dian has been arrested!"

Yu Dian was arrested in the study room of his own home. He had just written his suicide note when he put a bullet in the gun, pushed the safety off, and the gun was about to be aimed at his temple——

"boom!"

The gunshot penetrated the night sky, shattered the glass, and fell to the floor. Yu Dian clutched his bloody arm and looked at the window of the study in shock. A small round hole in the center of the cracked glass plane looked like The sharp and mocking eyes announced to him that he was already under airtight surveillance, and life and death were inevitable.

At the same time, Zhang Hui unscrewed the door and strode in, followed by two soldiers wearing military uniforms and armed with live ammunition. Zhang Hui walked to the desk and picked up the suicide note on it. Shen waved his hand: "Take it away!"

In his suicide note, Yu Dian confessed that he was the mastermind of the 12 case. He claimed that he murdered Ji Hanchuan in order to get a bounty from the dark web and took all the charges on himself. However, the case was personally ordered by the highest power center. Commanded by the Second Department of the General Staff, the MSS coordinated the investigation, and the two top intelligence agencies of the Republic joined forces, there is no mouth that cannot be pried open.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Shen Yuqiang, the former director of the Ninth Bureau of the MSS and the current vice minister of the Ministry of Public Security, was taken away in a meeting room of a government building.

Sitting in the car, Gu Hengbei and Ji Hanchuan watched as Shen Yuqiang came out of the spacious hall and walked down the steps step by step. His iron-gray figure was old and bent, and his feet seemed to be entangled by invisible vines growing from the ground. It was difficult.

Gu Hengbei looked at Ji Hanchuan, his face was expressionless, he looked at the murderer who ruined his family, killed his parents and wronged him, his eyes were as calm as looking at a stranger.

"Skynet is restored," Gu Hengbei put his palms on the back of Ji Hanchuan's, "Uncles and aunts are here, you can rest in peace."

Ji Hanchuan held Gu Hengbei's warm and soft hand, and pressed it on his cheek quietly for a while, he said, "Have you noticed? Shen Yuqiang's walking posture is a bit strange."

Hearing what Ji Hanchuan said, Gu Hengbei looked out of the window again. Fortunately, the steps were very long, and Shen Yuqiang was still walking slowly. Gu Hengbei nodded: "Yes, ordinary people will swing their arms along with their bodies when we walk, but you Seeing that Shen Yuqiang only swings his left arm, while his right hand remains still with a slightly curved arc..."

"That's called a quick shooter's pace," they both said in unison.

Gu Hengbei was thoughtful: "Shen Yuqiang lurked in the CIA for many years in the early years, and many people who were former agents would have such a posture in order to draw their guns quickly."

"That's right," Ji Hanchuan chuckled, "This is probably the only trace left on Shen Yuqiang's body. He used to be a 'great' agent."

Greatness and evil are often only one step away.

Uncovering this thin mask, Ji Hanchuan went through a cycle of reincarnation at the gate of hell.

"He finally fell in the 12 case," Gu Hengbei felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart, "It was you who exposed him with blood, avenged your parents, and made them avenge their grievances! "

Ji Hanchuan's forehead was pressed against the car window. This posture caused even a little vibration of the moving car to be transmitted to his brain.

So Gu Hengbei slowed down the speed of the car, one car after another passed behind them, and Ji Hanchuan's voice slowly echoed in the small space:

"My mother never doubted Shen Yuqiang until she passed away. They used to fight side by side and depended on each other for life and death. Gu Hengbei, people don't have souls after death, and I don't want them to have souls. I hope my father is alive at the moment of death. Proud, I hope my mother thinks that I will be happy in the future and feel relieved before she dies. I don’t want them to leave with resentment and resentment, just as my mother has always asked me not to avenge them, and not to reveal my identity .”

"The so-called redress of injustice cannot comfort the dead. It fulfills us the living. Gu Hengbei, I just want to be with you in the future and live a good life with all my strength until we are gray-haired and greet each other with no regrets." Death. If you want, I can accompany you to be buried in your royal mausoleum. If you don’t care, then we will be buried in Red Maple Villa with my parents, or we will knead our ashes together and half bury the emperor. Mausoleum, half of the Red Maple Villa is buried, do you think it’s okay?"

When Ji Hanchuan said the last thing, he looked at Gu Hengbei with sparkling eyes, his face full of anticipation, just like when he and Gu Yuze unpacked the blind box together, he hoped that the next Ultraman to be unpacked would be an invisible model.

Gu Hengbei closed his eyes slightly, he smiled and squeezed out a word from his throat: "...Okay."

……

The azure sky was washed by days of snow water and was as clear and translucent as jewels. The bright golden sunlight sprinkled mottled from the sparse wooden branches, dragging straight and upright figures on the dark marble floor.

As the descendants of heroes Han Jie and Lin Su, the only request Ji Hanchuan made to the organization was that Gu Hengbei could accompany him to the funeral ceremony of his parents.

The senior colonel who was in contact with him from the Second Department of the General Staff just felt baffled, but Ji Hanchuan insisted that he only had this request. Except for the survivors of heroes, only the most senior officials of the military department and the Ministry of Security can enter the Xishan Cemetery. The senior colonel must report to his superiors for approval. .

The military calls went all the way to Gu Yanzhang, the boss of the second department. After a few seconds of silence, General Gu said to the colonel: "You can ask Gu Hangyuan, and he will agree."

The Colonel personally visited Minister Gu's mansion according to the procedures, and asked Minister Gu to sign the document. When he wrote the pen, he subtly felt that the face of the always kind and approachable Minister Gu was obviously distorted. That expression was very similar to... Sold his son It's like a heartache.

The number of tombs in the Unknown Mausoleum has changed from twelve to fourteen. Yellow and white flowers are placed in front of the two new tombstones. Inside the tomb are two sets of clothes wrapped with the national flag. The tombstones are empty. No name, no last name, no photo.

"salute!"

With a roar from Heju Yunxiao, several generals carrying golden epaulettes on their shoulders took a step back at the same time, their heels slammed heavily, their bodies straightened like javelins, they looked solemn, and they paid the highest salute to the top generals of the Republic to the two tombstones.

Ji Hanchuan and Gu Hengbei were dressed in black suits, with small white flowers on their chests, and a white cloth two fingers wide wrapped around their arms. They knelt down in front of the grave and kowtowed three times.

After they got up, several generals stepped forward to shake hands with them one by one.

"The Republic will always remember them!" The last person to shake hands with Ji Hanchuan was Gu Yanzhang, who patted Ji Hanchuan on the shoulder and said in a deep voice.

Ji Hanchuan nodded and bowed slightly.

Gu Yanzhang turned around to leave, but Gu Hengbei said, "Uncle, what about me?"

The other generals shook hands with Gu Hengbei before leaving.

Gu Yanzhang's outline was stiff, and his cold and resolute face twitched visibly to the naked eye. The old general's thick and rough hands like iron tongs pulled Gu Hengbei's hand hard, pulling his youngest nephew staggeringly.

Gu Hengbei also bowed to Gu Yanzhang.

Gu Yanzhang turned around stiffly, and at a glance, he saw several colleagues walking in front of him raised their heads and looked up at the sky, with innocent expressions written all over them, "We didn't see anything, we were not curious about anything, the fourth child of the Gu family It's really normal to kowtow to Han Jielin Su Daixiao!"

Until everyone left, Ji Hanchuan and Gu Hengbei were allowed to stay in the cemetery for an extra half an hour.

"When it is deciphered later, their names can be engraved on it." In the deep winter, when Gu Hengbei spoke, he breathed out white mist.

Ji Hanchuan took Gu Hengbei's hand and touched it: "Is it cold?"

"not cold."

Ji Hanchuan took one last look at the tombstone: "Let's go."

"Aren't you going to stay a little longer?" It would be very difficult to come back in the future, and it required layers of approval.

Ji Hanchuan shook his head: "Your hands are too cold, go home."

"……All right."

The two walked down the mountain side by side and didn't speak at first.

Gu Hengbei felt that Ji Hanchuan's hand was colder than his, and the small stove was no longer hot, and needed to be charged.

"Baby." Gu Hengbei squeezed Ji Hanchuan's hand.

"Eh."

Gu Hengbei tilted his head, resting on Ji Hanchuan's shoulder. The two of them stood up like a pair of conjoined twins. They looked into each other's eyes while walking: "I'll cook when I go back tonight. What do you want to eat?"

"It will be all right."

"You don't have to, come, let's tell a story," Gu Hengbei's voice was gentle and deep, and the mountain road was quiet, and his magnetic voice could be heard far away, "A fox saw a little rabbit, and the rabbit grew up. It was very beautiful, and the fox liked it very much, so the fox said to the rabbit, "rabbit, rabbit, I want to be friends with you, let me treat you to dinner, what do you want to eat?" Guess, how will the rabbit answer him?"

Ji Hanchuan thought for a while: "Well, the rabbit said, 'I want to eat golden round mashed potatoes'."

"Are you sure this is what the rabbit wants to eat?" Gu Hengbei blinked, "The fox said, 'We don't bring the little fox for this meal, just the two of us'!"

"Then..." Ji Hanchuan pondered for a while, "The rabbit said, 'I want to eat lemon fish'!"

"Okay!" Gu Hengbei snapped his fingers, "The fox said, 'I'm not very good at making lemon fish, but I can learn. If you eat the lemon fish I made, you will come back to the fox's den with me!'"

"Well," Ji Hanchuan rolled his pitch-black eyes, "but the rabbit was a little scared, he said, 'If you invite me to dinner, fox, do you want to fatten me up and eat me?'"

"The fox said, 'Why are you so smart? But before I eat you, I'm going to dress you up and make you pretty'!"

The two of them reached the foot of the mountain at this time, Gu Hengbei grabbed a small flower with no name from the side of the road and pinned it to Ji Hanchuan's ear, he watched intently, couldn't help but rolled his eyes with a smile, "It's really a beautiful little flower Rabbit, which of those old foxes in our family will bully you, whoever is blind!"

"..." Ji Hanchuan stared straight ahead with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Gu Hengbei looked back following Ji Hanchuan's line of sight, and was immediately struck out of his body, "...Uncle, why are you still here?"

Gu Yanzhang raised his mobile phone expressionlessly: "Your father called you and no one answered. When he called me, he asked me to tell you tonight's New Year's Eve, remember to go back for dinner!"

"Oh," Gu Hengbei rubbed his nose, "Then you and Uncle Three are going?"

Gu Yanzhang: "Go."

Gu Hengbei: "Oh."

"Also," Gu Yanzhang turned around indifferently, "At night, there are golden round mashed potatoes and lemon fish. After eating, no one will bully the rabbit!"

Gu Hengbei: "..."

Ji Hanchuan: "..."

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The long-short battle between Hongshi Capital and Bridgestone Fund around NorMou finally turned into another fierce battle between two continents capitals. Just when the two sides were fighting each other, NorMou announced that its chairman of the board of directors and executive president Ji Hanchuan He is fully recovered and will hold a news conference at 12:30 noon on Monday.

Gu Hengbei went back to the hospital that day, Cheng Keli and Wang Huifen saw that Gu Hengbei could not change their minds, so they had to give up, and Gu Hengbei went to sign a bill for Cheng Keli to be discharged from the hospital.

After the signing, Gu Hengbei was asked out by Cheng Keli's family to have dinner together. He saw the live broadcast of the press conference on the TV in the hotel room.

On the screen, Ji Hanchuan was in a suit and leather shoes, with a stern complexion, and his thick and colorful facial features were not affected by his hairstyle in the slightest. Anyone with eyes could be screamed so handsome by him.

The three members of the Cheng family stared at the TV as if they had seen a ghost, and Cheng Mu shouted unacceptably: "Is he really Ji Hanchuan?!"

Gu Hengbei shrugged, his smiling eyes couldn't leave the screen for a moment.

Ji Hanchuan didn't talk much, he expressed succinctly that he had been seriously injured and now healed, he apologized to the public for the negative impact of his illness on the company, expressed his gratitude to all those who cared about him, and then went straight to the point:

"... Next, please pay attention to our latest NorMou products that will be launched soon."

Ji Hanchuan snapped his fingers, and the projection screen behind him unfolded "swish", and a few letters in blue on a white background slowly emerged on the title page——

At the same time, with a "ding dong", the crisp and sweet female mechanical voice read the name of this software, "Hello, DoctorGu!"

Twelve years ago, in order to give his best friend a birthday present, a teenager worked non-stop for nearly fifteen days and nights to make a set of physiological and anatomical maps, and thus came up with the idea of ​​creating an integrated national medical information system .

At that time he had nothing but enthusiasm.

For 12 years, he spent all his spare time perfecting this software, and now, besides having the most advanced technology and the largest market, he also has the resources and resources to lobby the government and major medical institutions. He also has inexhaustible financial support - he has all the conditions listed by Gu Hengbei back then.

The product manager of NorMou talked endlessly about what kind of gospel this system will bring to thousands of patients. He said that in the near future, people will no longer have to crowd in front of the registration desk in the hospital. You can search the hospital that suits you on the software, make an appointment with a doctor that suits you, and all information about the institution and the patient can be shared to an appropriate degree... The information is accurate enough that a certain patient has undergone a certain instrument examination in a certain hospital, Which country, which manufacturer and even the instrument number was purchased from that instrument.

Patients, doctors, medical care, medicines, instruments, and operations will all be integrated into one, greatly improving the efficiency of both patients and medical institutions, while providing massive data for further medical technology research and development.

As for data security, NorMou has made a commitment to all countries that allow the distribution of "Hello, DoctorGu"...

It was clearly a mature and feasible project that had been planned for a long time. As the reporters present broadcast the live broadcast footage, the Internet, medical and financial circles all shook up.

"Mr. Ji," countless cameras and lenses were aimed at Ji Hanchuan on the rostrum, and the reporters asked questions one after another, "When did you start developing 'Hello, DoctorGu'? Why didn't your company mention it in the previous product planning meetings?" this project?"

"Has the listing plan of this product been approved by NorMou's board of directors? What is the relationship between NorMou's largest shareholder, Mu Nancheng, and you?"

"Is the first place of 'Hello, DoctorGu' in China? When did you negotiate with the government of China, can this system be approved for promotion?"

"Why is this product called 'Hello, DoctorGu'? Is this Dr. Gu real? Mr. Ji, please answer..."

……

"Huh? Where's Ji Hanchuan?"

"Everyone!" The product manager put on a round, chubby face and smiled so hard that his teeth could not see. "Our President Ji is just recovering from a serious illness. Please give him a little more time to rest. If you have any questions, please ask me. I will definitely know." There is no end to words!"

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