Reborn in Hong Kong Island, I can see loyalty

Chapter 409 Birthday Wish

night.

Tan Cheng sat in the Mercedes-Benz, thinking about how Song Zihao treated him today, and became more and more angry.

His subordinates also noticed that he was in a bad mood, and they also realized that it was because of Song Zihao.

After hesitating for a moment, he said flatteringly:

"Brother Cheng, since Song Zihao is so disrespectful, why not just kill him?"

Tan Cheng snorted coldly and said:

"Why kill him? Just have some fun with him."

At this time.

Song Zijie drove by.

He saw it too.

"Follow my plan!"

The subordinate nodded, "Yes."

then.

I picked up the cell phone and made a call.

Let’s talk about Song Zijie.

He received a tip-off and drove to the entrance of an alley.

He saw a few people acting suspiciously in the alley.

He decided to sit in the car and wait.

Not a moment.

One of them said:

"Hey, I've already paid you."

“Where can I pick up the goods?”

Hearing this, Song Zijie suddenly became energetic.

Another person said:

"Okay, okay, I'll write the address to you."

After writing it, he handed it over and said:

“Tear it up after you’ve read it.”

"Don't leave any traces."

"To save you from trouble later."

After reading it, the man tore it into several pieces and threw it into the garbage bag next to him.

then.

He looked around and led everyone away.

Song Zijie got out of the car excitedly, walked over carefully, and carried the whole bag of garbage into the car.

There are important clues in there.

After returning home, he went to the kitchen with the garbage bag and emptied out all the garbage bags.

Xiaoqing happened to come over and witnessed all this. The stench of garbage was wafting in the air.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes, her face full of shock.

However, he quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Because it really stinks!

"What are you doing?"

I saw Song Zijie carefully rummaging through the garbage dump, as if he was looking for something.

Xiaoqing couldn't help but ask.

Song Zijie didn't say anything.

Xiaoqing: "Why did you bring back so much garbage?"

Hard work pays off.

Song Zijie finally found it.

He held the note and became more and more excited as he read it.

After taking a shower, he called his boss, Superintendent Mo.

"Inspector Mo, I'm Song Zijie."

"I have important information."

"The Buddhists will deliver the goods to Boss Cheng tomorrow night."

"The place and time may be..."

Superintendent Mo on the other end of the phone interrupted impatiently:

"Okay, bring back all the information."

"Don't worry about the rest."

"Don't worry about this case."

"So as not to miss out on important things."

Song Zijie: "Can you give me a chance?"

Superintendent Mo: "I've already told you very clearly."

"Individual heroism is not tolerated in the police department."

Song Zijie was so angry that he hung up the phone.

Then he threw the entire phone to the ground.

Xiaoqing looked at this and felt very uncomfortable.

After Song Zijie calmed down a bit, she walked over and asked:

"Do you know that today is my birthday?"

at this time.

Song Zijie was sitting in front of the fax machine and started typing.

He didn't even look at Xiaoqing, but just nodded slightly.

Xiaoqing was so angry that she turned around and left, then turned off the power.

Then he sat down in front of the cake with candles already lit.

His face was very long.

half an hour.

Xiaoqing didn't see Song Zijie coming over, so she turned her head and saw Song Zijie turning on the spare desk lamp.

After hesitating for a moment, she stood up and walked towards Song Zijie, questioning:

"What do you take me for now?"

Then, he pointed to the vase on the table and said, "Even if it's just a vase in the house."

"Will you take a look at it too?"

"This is home, not a police station."

Having said that, she lowered her head and said with a look of grievance:

"You don't even remember my birthday."

After saying this, she turned away angrily and secretly wiped away her tears.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Zijie took a deep breath and turned his head to look at her.

then.

He stood up, walked behind Xiaoqing, and called softly, "Xiaoqing."

Xiaoqing wiped her tears and turned away.

Song Zijie picked up an exquisite little box from behind and handed it to her, saying:

"Happy birthday!"

Xiaoqing looked at Song Zijie in disbelief.

Song Zijie grabbed Xiaoqing's hand, handed the small box to her, and said:

"I haven't forgotten."

Xiaoqing looked at Song Zijie and burst into laughter.

then.

She opened the small box and saw a ring inside.

She threw herself into Song Zijie's arms excitedly.

Song Zijie said softly:

"Come on, blow out the candles! They're almost out."

Xiaoqing nodded.

Then the two of them walked over, and after Xiaoqing closed her eyes and made a wish, they blew out the candles together.

Then they hugged and kissed.

half an hour.

Song Zijie let go of Xiaoqing and asked softly:

"What did you wish for?"

Xiaoqing asked back:

"You really want to know?"

Song Zijie smiled and said as he pulled out the candles on the cake:

"fine."

Xiaoqing: "Then I told you not to lose your temper."

Song Zijie: "Go ahead."

Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment and said:

"I hope you two brothers get along."

Hearing this, Song Zijie stopped and took his hand off Xiaoqing's shoulder.

His face also looked a little ugly.

Xiaoqing took one look and coquettishly hugged Song Zijie and gave him a sweet kiss:

"Don't be angry."

Song Zijie: "It's okay."

Xiaoqing: "Don't be angry, today is my birthday."

"You are not allowed to lose your temper."

"Otherwise I'd be angry."

"Just smile."

Song Zijie tried hard to force a smile.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Xiaoqing: "I'll go open the door."

I walked over and opened the door, and saw that it was Song Zihao.

This surprised her and made her a little worried.

Because she could see that Song Zijie had not forgiven Song Zihao yet.

If Song Zijie found out, there would inevitably be a quarrel or even a fight.

She asked anxiously:

"What's up?"

Song Zihao: "I want to talk to Ajie."

Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment and nodded.

After entering the house, Xiaoqing came to Song Zijie.

at this time.

Song Zijie is eating cake.

"Who's here?"

Xiaoqing pointed at him and said:

"You are not allowed to be angry."

"You promised me not to lose your temper."

Song Zijie playfully stuck out his tongue at Xiaoqing.