New Order Plan

Shen Zhixing tried to pry Ye Wan'an's hands off, but failed.

Ye Wan'an picked up the documents on the table, silently returned to the bar, called another waiter to take his place, and then went to the lounge.

Shen Zhixing pursed her lips as she watched Ye Wan'an's retreating figure, her gaze somewhat helpless.

This senior is still the same as before, a solid blockhead, completely oblivious to romance.

She gave a haughty snort, paid her bill at the bar, asked the waiter for Ye Wan'an's phone number, and then left.

lounge.

It was also Ye Wan'an's single dormitory.

He usually lives here.

The room was only a few square meters, but it was very tidy. There were landscape paintings on the walls, and the sheets and duvet covers were grass green, which looked warm and comforting.

Ye Wan'an stood in front of the sink, rinsing his left hand with cold water.

The water was splashing loudly.

He stared at the pitch-black blood in the pool, his eyes filled with disgust, and gritted his teeth as he scrubbed desperately.

After a moment, he sighed with a gloomy expression, silently turned off the tap, and plopped down at the small desk.

He burned the personal file and looked at the employment contract over and over again, Hu Zhong's words echoing in his mind.

After sitting alone for a long time, he picked up his phone and dialed Jiang Qingshan's number.

......

three days later.

night.

Just like last time, Hu Zhong appeared at the coffee shop counter without missing a second.

"Mr. Ye, what's your decision?"

He didn't waste any words, and got straight to the point with a smile.

Ye Wan'an handed a cup of coffee to Hu Zhong and took out the employment contract from the drawer and returned it.

Hu Zhong nodded to himself, then asked curiously, "Why?"

"I'd rather have a peaceful life, like it is now."

Ye Wan'an said in a calm tone.

The more generous the offer, the deeper the hidden agenda.

Regardless of the other party's purpose, he didn't want to get involved in the vortex anymore.

Of course, this was also the advice that man gave him.

Hu Zhong stared into Ye Wan'an's eyes in silence for a moment, then smiled slightly, picked up his coffee, and said, "Not bad."

He accepted the reasons given by Ye Wan'an.

After all, this guy even killed his superior in order to escape the General Intelligence Bureau.

However, he was not disappointed.

Rejecting now does not mean you will always reject others in the future.

Developing organizational members is a long-term strategy and there's no need to rush it.

He greatly admired Ye Wan'an's abilities, and it would be a good idea to get acquainted with him first.

Ye Wan'an politely thanked him, then asked hesitantly, "Would you report me?"

"I think you've misunderstood. We're friends, and friendship is about mutual honesty and openness."

Hu Zhong put his finger in his mouth and gently bit it, dripping a drop of blood into the unfinished coffee.

Like Ye Wan'an, it is black.

He then downed his coffee in one gulp, pushed the employment contract further inside, and said solemnly, "You're welcome to join us anytime."

Ye Wan'an remained silent.

Hu Zhong took out a banknote and placed it at the bottom of the cup before politely taking his leave.

Ye Wan'an stared blankly for a while, then suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. He took a deep breath and put the contract into the drawer.

......

United Hospital.

In just three days, Jiang Qingshan couldn't stand it anymore.

Suddenly having so much free time, eating and sleeping all the time, made him feel very uncomfortable.

So he decided to find something to do.

Inside a VIP ward.

Jiang Qingshan skillfully tossed the nurse who came to give him the injection onto the sofa.

He didn't understand why this little girl was so stubborn, getting beaten every day as if she had some kind of special fetish.

Xiao Tian shook his head helplessly, pasted the leave request he had written on the wall, and muttered a few words to Jiang Qingshan.

A moment later, the two slipped downstairs, got in their car, and drove to the gate of a school in the Chang'an Avenue area.

Last time, Li Dabai said that the Public Security Bureau had a case that needed their assistance, and Jiang Qingshan thought he should take care of it before entering the disaster zone.

The two got out of the car, where a police officer from the Public Security Bureau was already waiting for them.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Qingshan stepped forward and asked.

The officer saluted and quickly explained the situation.

This vocational high school was already a chaotic place, and students have been going missing for the past six months.

A few days ago, the police department received a report from a teacher claiming that the missing students had been lured and betrayed by bad guys at the school.

But to everyone's surprise, when the police arrived at the school to investigate, the teacher had already fallen to her death.

Although the scene appeared to be a suicide, the police department, after conducting an investigation, believed that the deceased was most likely controlled by a psychopath.

"We believe that there is an outpost of a human trafficking organization within this school, and that there are hidden qualified individuals among these people."

"Human trafficking?"

Jiang Qingshan's nerves were touched, and he instantly thought of Hehuan New Energy Kitchenware.

The officer nodded and immediately replied, "The female student you rescued in the industrial park is from this school."

"Understood. Are there any suspicious targets?"

Jiang Qingshan frowned and asked with a deep gaze.

Hehuan New Energy Kitchenware is an outer perimeter of the Intelligence Bureau, and the gang in this school should be an outer perimeter of that outer perimeter.

"We've identified a few individuals, but some of them may be suitable candidates, so we need you to identify and apprehend them."

The police officer's expression was grave.

Jiang Qingshan didn't say anything more and followed the other person into the school.

It's lunch break time, and the campus is full of people running around.

Looking around, there were hardly any students wearing school uniforms.

Yellow hair, red hair, green hair, white hair—it's a veritable garden of a hundred flowers blooming.

Jiang Qingshan was still wearing that military overcoat, which blended in perfectly.

A group of shady-looking young men with tattoos on their arms walked towards us.

The long-haired man leading the group, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, arrogantly stopped Jiang Qingshan and said, "Hey, can I borrow a light?"

Xiao Tian, ​​who was following behind, changed his expression slightly and showed a look of sympathy.

Jiang Qingshan gave the other person a cold look, and slowly took out a lighter and a cigarette case.

One minute later.

The long-haired man lay on the ground with his eyes rolled back, his mouth stuffed with lit cigarettes.

The younger brothers were all sleeping soundly.

Xiao Tian sighed and muttered to Jiang Qingshan, "This is a school, you should be more mindful of your behavior."

"I'll definitely do it next time."

Jiang Qingshan's answer was extremely perfunctory.

The police officer from the Public Security Bureau was stunned for a moment, then jogged after him.

Teaching building.

In the deserted classroom, Ji Mingyue was eating the lunch she had brought herself.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the doorway.

Ji Mingyue looked up and her delicate body trembled instantly.

"good afternoon."

The young man who spoke had a hoarse voice and a face covered in bruises, looking as if he had just been beaten.

Ji Mingyue looked somewhat nervous and remained seated without moving.

The person speaking was the senior student who introduced her to the part-time job; his name was Cao Da'an.

"Wha...what is it?" she asked, trying to appear calm.