The book "childlike innocence" is placed on the best-selling bookcase. It's very eye-catching. You can almost see it at a glance, and there are parents and children looking around.

Beck picked up a book and turned a page. The author is a Danish painter. Almost every page is a picture. The quality of the paper is very good and it feels very smooth.

In the portrait, a little girl is deep in the world of colorful flowers. She is wearing pink clothes, smiling and the sun is warm, but her eyes are surrounded by a black cloth.

The girl's smile and the black cloth make a wonderful picture. Beck felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that the painting was dark. He looked at the parents and children who were interested in it.

After rummaging through the information published continuously, I finally saw the name of the printing house on the information published, which was the printing house where Yan Mingyao was detained.

"What a coincidence." He closed the book, took it to the counter, paid the bill and asked the clerk, "is there a public toilet?"

"Yes." The shop assistant led him to the public toilet, "but we have reflected many times that it should be demolished. It's too unsightly to have such a public toilet in the downtown area."

Beck looked at the public toilet. It seemed that it was not in the recent urban planning. It was a bit old. It was a typical public toilet with four corner eaves.

He remembered that the father of the current mayor, the former mayor, had issued a policy of civilized city when he was in office. It was about the renovation project of the city's toilets. This style was designed when he was in office.

Before long, Lao Tzu retired with honor, and his children took over the throne valiantly. Another policy was issued to change the toilets of the whole city into a more modern style.

"Sorry, let's go." Someone pushed past him. He walked aside, looked around for a while, and then walked into the public toilet.

The toilet is clean. After walking around, I didn't find anything. Of course, I can't find anything. He came out, thinking about Yan Mingyao being kidnapped.

Back in the car, the subordinate asked, "how's it going? Any news? "

"No Beck replied.

Just then his cell phone rang and he said, "Hello, this is Beck."

"Hello, I'm Ye Bo. I'm sorry to disturb you. Mr. Ye wants to ask if you have time to come to Ye's in the afternoon." The voice is steady, not urgent, not slow.

Beck squinted and snuffed out the cigarette butt on his finger

In the afternoon, when Beck walked into Ye's building, someone immediately welcomed him. "Mr. Beck, Mr. Ye is waiting for you in hall 1."

"How do you know my name is Beck?" Beck asked as he followed her.

The Secretary smiles to guide him, "Mr. Ye said that if you see a man frowning fiercely, and his body has a strong smell of smoke and coffee, it must be Mr. Baker."

Beck felt his nose. He wanted to smoke and drink coffee again.

In the conference room, the Secretary knocked on the door and let Beck in when there was a sound inside.

Ye nianmo is immersed in handling affairs. Ye Bo leads beck to the reception hall, where good cigarettes and coffee are already arranged.

He took a sip of the coffee and had a moderate degree of scald. It's difficult to grasp such a precise method. Who knows if he will come on time? The only possibility is that someone has been following him since he came out of the police station.

Thinking that he didn't realize it, he sipped his lips, put down the cup and waited patiently.

A few minutes later, ye nianmo went to sit down opposite him and loosened his tie, "director Baker."

"Every time you call me chief, I'm scared." Beck said with a smile, "did you buy the monitoring records of Yan Mingyao in the bookstore?"

Ye Bo put a paper bag on his desk. Ye nianmo said, "it's all here."

Sometimes Beck can't help but look at the speed of collecting the public's data. I don't know how fast we can collect the documents He put the information back on the table.

"We are all for the people we want to protect." Ye nianmo looked at the information bag on the desk, "what else do you want to know?"

Beck restrained his smile. "Why does Ding Yiyi know Yan Mingyao is there? I need to have a talk with her."

"I can tell you everything."

"I need to talk to her in person. I'm talking to you as a policeman, Mr. Ye."

"She's pregnant." Ye nianmo looked at him, "Uncle Baker."

Beck was really happy, "pregnant! Good boy, be a father soon

Ye Bo subconsciously to see the young master's expression, very painful, in front of others to say this kind of thing, obviously heartache, but still want to look at others happy look.

"Thank you." Ye nianmo leaned back slightly, "I can tell you everything, but she is not in good health now."Beck frowned. He knew that if ye nianmo wanted to say something, what he heard was what Ding Yiyi could say. He nodded slowly.

After half a sound, he pointed to the address on the album. "She went to the bookstore alone, saw the address on the album, and ran to the factory in the middle of the night."

"Midnight? Run to the printing house by yourself? " He repeated these two sentences again and reached out and knocked on the document.

Ye nianmo pinched his eyebrows. "I do have doubts about this, but she can't cheat me."

Yebo phone rings, he quietly back out, a few minutes later came back, "young master! The lady fell down

In the villa, the doctor of Ye's family is inserting a pinhole for Ding Yiyi. He is almost down, but Ding Yiyi's blood vessels are very thin, and he can't use his strength when he falls down the stairs, so he tried several times and didn't get it right.

Ding Yiyi thin called a, just the door was pushed open, ye nianmo walked in.

When he saw a bruise on the back of her hand and a bead of blood falling on the white sheet, his heart was pulled together.

"Hold your fist, ma'am." Doctors have no way, the other hand is always soft, how to find the needle.

Ye Bo patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to step back. Soon there were only Ding Yiyi and ye nianmo left in the room.

She closed her eyes and didn't know that when she went down the stairs, the person she thought had come to her. He gave her sweetness, but also caused her pain.

Ye nianmo leans over her forehead, which is wet with sweat. Is this his wife who is afraid of breaking in the palm of his hand? Her forehead was cold and her hair was wet with sweat.

She is trying her best to protect the child. At the thought of this, he is powerless. What's the reason to stop her from protecting the child? No, no reason at all!

The sleeping man seemed to be saying something. He looked very uneasy and waved his hands. He didn't know what to grasp in the void.

Ye nianmo leaned close, only to hear the sleeping people calling his name, one after another, and then fell asleep.

Ten minutes later, the doctor came in again. Ye nianmo held Ding Yiyi '.

Ding Yiyi is full of panic. She still remembers that she fell down the stairs and her stomach seems to have hit the railing. Doesn't it matter? Is there anything wrong with the stomach?

She wanted to reach out to feel whether her stomach was convex, but she couldn't use any strength from her fingers to her arms. In a trance, a warm force enveloped her palm.

That force is very familiar, very reassuring, so she fell asleep in the past.

"There's a calming effect in the potion. Madam can have a good sleep." The doctor wiped his forehead with sweat.

Ye nianmo painfully wipes the sweat on her head, and her eyes move to the protruding stomach.

The doctor thought that he was asking about the situation of the fetus, "there is no danger, the fetus is saved, but because the wife's body is weak, it will be harder in the future."

"Will it be harder?" Ye nianmo pursed his lips.

The doctor nodded, "ordinary pregnant women are like this, not to mention the wife of this kind of body itself is more empty, want to take good care of, otherwise later childbirth will be dangerous."

Ye nianmo got up and went to the window. When the doctor saw him standing still, he didn't know whether he should speak any more.

"Is abortion feasible?" In the quiet ward, ye nianmo's voice is very clear.

The doctor was startled. After a long time, he said in a hurry: "now if you have an abortion, it will do a lot of harm to the pregnant woman's body, so I suggest you take good care of it."

"Go ahead." Ye nianmo said softly.

Ding Yiyi doesn't know that in just a few minutes, she and her fetus have experienced ups and downs of life. She wakes up when she is fully asleep, but her body still has no strength.

"How are you?"

Hearing the familiar, low voice, she raised her head in surprise and caught her hair with one hand in time.

Ye nianmo put a soft cushion on her back and held her right hand to her lips for a kiss.

Ding Yiyi has no time to savor the kiss, she first reached out and touched her stomach, feeling the safety of the fetus in her abdomen, then she burst into laughter.

Pregnant women are in poor health and may have an accident during childbirth. This sentence echoed in his mind like a magic spell.

"Do you know how important you are to me?" He held her hand, looked into her eyes, and slowly opened his heart.

Ding Yiyi, a Leng, some weak body with a sudden violent beating heart, love words come so suddenly, she has some reaction.

He kisses her hand again. Then he lets go and stands up. He has to stand up. Now he is afraid when he looks at her pale face, dry lips and fragile body.

"Are you leaving?" Ding Yiyi holds up and asks him.

He turned his head. "I'm not leaving."When he came to the door, he stopped. This time, he didn't turn around, but his voice was heavy. "Yiyi, if you really want that child, protect yourself."

"If you want that child, protect yourself. What does that mean?" Ding Yiyi doesn't understand. Before she wants to understand, ye nianmo comes back. He just goes to the study to get the book.

He accompanied her for two days. In these two days, he didn't answer the phone and didn't leave the house. When Ding Yiyi worried about whether grandma would get angry, he could feel her restless heart and comfort her in his own way.