He had never imagined that Ji Ting, clever as he was, could think of no other way but to hurt himself.
While he reeled from that unexpected turn, Minister Liao was plagued by a headache, his brows drawn so tightly together they looked ready to knot.
"Minister, are we really bringing Ji Yanzhi here?"
"What else can we do? Ji Ting's health comes first now. Nothing matters more than that."
"But we still haven't cleared Ji Yanzhi of suspicion. Isn't it too dangerous to let him near Ji Ting just like this?"
Minister Liao fell silent for a few seconds, then exhaled. "All right, go make the preparations."
Once the other man had left, Minister Liao rubbed his forehead and sighed again.
In truth, anyone with eyes, whether at State Security or on their own side, could tell that Feng Lei had been used to frame Ji Yanzhi. Clearing him of that suspicion was only a matter of time.
The sticking point now was how exactly Ji Yanzhi had found Ji Ting. Had he known all along that Ji Ting was in Sunny Village, or had he obtained that information through some special means?
He refused to believe Ji Yanzhi did not understand how important this was, yet no matter how often State Security questioned him, he refused to say a word about it.
Director Liao frowned again. Could there be some crucial clue they had yet to uncover?
Two hours later.
An unremarkable minivan drove through the gates and slowly stopped in front of Team Leader Liao.
Team Leader Sun got out first. When they met, he told Team Leader Liao, "Ji Yanzhi asked to take a shower before coming. He probably didn't want Ji Ting to see him looking so disheveled, so we were delayed a little."
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