Chapter 1966： : The same melody, different taste

"The surveillance of Huashan Hospital has been hacked by our people."

Fang Shihong said:

"According to time, Lin Yi should be dead. The next morning, his body will be taken away by an ambulance. Your task is to find the ambulance and then leave with his body."

"Don't do it now?"

"There are people from the Zhongwei brigade guarding the hospital. If you do it now, it will inevitably alarm the other party, which is very detrimental to the action. It is best to wait until tomorrow morning." Fang Shihong said:

"When it's dawn, find a way to sneak into the relevant department, as long as you can find the relevant ambulance, even if half of the task is completed, the rest, you just need to drop the corpse."

"understand!"

After hanging up the phone, Feng Weihao relayed Fang Shihong's order, and then got out of the car and quietly disappeared into the night.

In the ward, Lin Yi was lying on the bed, staring straight ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bell Bell Bell—

The crisp telephone ringing rang, breaking the calm in the ward.

The number shown above is an unfamiliar number.

The phone number is a bit special, even if she doesn't save her name, Lin Yi still remembers who she is.

A very special woman.

Mitsui Painted.

"It's so late, haven't you rested yet?"

After answering the phone, Lin Yi said with a smile, with a relaxed tone in his words.

"Not yet, I called you a long time ago, but I haven't gotten through. Now I finally got through."

There is also joy in Mitsui's words.

If it is other women, when encountering such a thing, there will be more or less resentment in the tone.

But Mitsui Paint will not be like this, which is similar to Li Chuhan.

They would never feel that Lin Yi was wrong, and if there was a mistake, it might also be on themselves.

For island women, such humility is carved in the bones.

The premise is that the other party is a man who can convince them.

"The phone was turned off before, and I just finished dealing with the matter in front of me."

"I heard Kenji Nakajima say that your condition is very bad, what's going on now, do you need me to send a doctor there."

"Don't worry, you have almost recovered." Lin Yi said with a smile:

"It's really thanks to you about the Victoria Cruises. Without you, I might have died on it."

"Mr. Lin is too polite. It is my honor to be able to do something for you. As long as you are fine, I will rest assured."

The respect and politeness of Mitsui Paint has always made Lin Yi unacceptable. He always felt that there was a sense of distance between her and her.

Even when communicating at a negative distance, her closeness will give Lin Yi a feeling of spending a lot of money.

As everyone knows, this is how Mitsui Paint loves someone.

"By the way, I have something to tell you." Lin Yi said:

"Things on the cruise ship are a bit tricky, you have to stay a little longer, I'm afraid you will encounter unnecessary trouble."

"Mr. Lin meant that because I helped you, will other people retaliate?"

"Almost." Lin Yi said bluntly:

"Because you have played a very important part in this matter. In short, you have to be more careful recently. After a while, I will take care of these things and you will be fine."

"Mr. Lin rest assured, I will protect myself." Mitsui Caihui said:

"Before, I had one third of the Yamaguchi team destroyed by you. As long as I am in an island country, it is not easy to threaten my safety."

"Well, with your words, I feel more relieved." Lin Yi said with a smile:

"I have other things. We will contact you again when I finish handling everything."

"Okay, Mr. Lin pays attention to his body. It has been rainy recently in Zhonghai, so remember to add a coat."

"Got it."

After hanging up the Mitsui Painted call, Lin Yi turned the phone back and forth in his hand, and then decided to call Kenji Nakata.

At this time, Kenji Nakata was driving, and Mitsui Caihui was sitting in the back row, preparing to send her home.

Suddenly receiving a call from Lin Yi, Nakata Kenji was a little surprised, because just now, he had just finished talking with the president.

Kenji Nakata freed up his hand and handed the mobile phone to Mitsui Paint.

"President, Mr. Lin is calling, would you like to answer it?"

"You can pick it up, he may have something to find you, it is not convenient for me to pick it up.

"Yes."

Kenji Nakata connected the phone and turned on the public release so that Mitsui Color could hear it.

"Mr. Lin."

"Calling you so late, it didn't affect you."

Lin Yi is very polite and respects Nakata Kenji.

When he was on the boat, if he hadn't sacrificed his life for support, he and Ji Qingyan would definitely not be able to return.

"I just finished my work and I am going back to rest."

Facing Lin Yi, Kenji Nakata was also very polite, "Mr. Lin called me so late, do you want to tell me something?"

"It's not a big deal either." Lin Yi said with a smile:

"When I disembarked, I was too busy to take care of myself, and I didn't come and pay attention to the situation on your side, how is it, whether there was any injury.

"There is a little scratch, but it doesn't matter, Mr. Lin can rest assured."

"That's good." Lin Yi said:

"I'm calling you this mainly because I want to talk about Mitsui Paint."

Hearing this, Mitsui Paint slightly raised his head and stared at Kenji Nakata's mobile phone screen.

Tensed and expectant ambivalence, like bamboo shoots after a rain, breeds in my heart.

"I just explained something to her, and she agreed with pleasure, but I was a little worried." Lin Yi said:

"I'm afraid that some people will come over and make trouble for her these days. You have to keep an eye on it. After a few days, I will take care of this matter, and there will be no problem."

The corner of Mitsui Painted's mouth rose up, and a slender jade hand gently swiped the corner of his eye, erasing a crystal clear teardrop.

"I see, I will definitely protect the president's safety."

"I'm relieved with your words, and welcome to come to Zhonghai to play in the future."

"Thank you Mr. Lin for the invitation."

After talking about the business, Lin Yi hung up the phone, and the car became quiet.

"President, Mr. Lin still cares about you very much, so he called me."

"Ok."

Mitsui Paint responded softly and whispered:

"Help me increase the volume of the music."

"Yes."

The melodious and deep melody sounded, seeming to bring Mitsui Paint to that rainy night.

The road rain is like snowflakes, are you crying crying?

I will grind this wind jacket until it has a corsage.

Even if you are transferred, you are not afraid, how can you always worry about it.

…

It takes a price to wait for a day for a lifetime.

No one can only have those hands with hugs and it is difficult for you to have them.

To have it, you must first understand how to accept the loss.

Why is it a good thing to have been swimming along the snowy road in tears? UU reading

Who can take Mt. Fuji privately with love...

Still the same melody, still the same lyrics, but this time, it seems to have a different taste.

In the quiet late night, the meaning of the lyrics has long changed for Mitsui Paint.

It's like a cup of lemon black tea, with a long and cold mood.

The feelings and the possessiveness are also gone. There is no extra taste, only the aroma of lemon and black tea.

This love is sour, but after careful aftertaste, it has endless sweetness, engraved with the memories of getting along along the way.

It was precisely at this time that Mitsui Caie really understood.

I can't own his love.

Just like no one can monopolize the beauty of Mount Fuji...

(End of this chapter)