Chapter 320 Love
Cui Jian turned around and looked carefully at the 15-year-old Qiu Nu in the back seat. She was a mixed-race girl with blonde hair and black eyes, 15 meters tall. She was not only beautiful, but also exuded the beauty of a young woman. Her immature face and expression, coupled with her mature body, showed a different kind of charm. No wonder she started preparing for marriage at the age of .

Qiu Nu stared at Cui Jian, not afraid. Duanmu asked Cui Jian, "What are you looking at?"

Cui Jian replied in Korean: "I just want to know if people who get married at the age of 16 look stupid."

Duanmu said: "Don't judge other people's values ​​with your own values. Besides, you can speak English, and she only speaks Kate and Russian."

Cui Jian was stunned and asked, "Then how do we communicate?"

Duanmu said with a slightly tired look: "No need to communicate, let's go to the hotel first."

The hotel is an international chain hotel 4 kilometers away from the company. When entering the hotel, Lian Guiyi found someone following him. The stalker was sitting in a car 50 meters away from the hotel entrance, with half of the car window lowered and a telescope looking unscrupulously.

Cui Jian was not worried about this. In a killer situation, the killer might kill the person with one strike. But in a kidnapping situation, it would be more difficult to snatch the person from Cui Jian who was holding a gun, and it would give Cui Jian more time to react.

The four of them entered the hotel and walked straight to the elevator. Qiu Nu looked back at a boy leaning against a pillar and looking at his phone. The boy was fifteen or sixteen years old, with rebellious and flamboyant Mobigan red hair, three earrings in his left ear, dark eyeshadow, and delicate makeup.

A middle-aged man checked in the room and led the boy to the elevator. The boy saw Qiu Nu looking at him, smiled evilly, and rubbed his left thumb and index finger to form a heart, and Qiu Nu smiled back. The next moment, the smile disappeared, Duanmu lifted Qiu Nu's collar and turned her to the left into the elevator, and ignored the boy who approached, and decisively pressed the door closing button.

Qiu Nu glanced at Duanmu with dissatisfaction, but Duanmu pretended not to see it.

Room 808 is a suite with two bedrooms and a living room. Cui Jian and others put down their backpacks and checked the room facilities. Qiu Nu glanced at the peephole, opened the door and went out. Cui Jian said "Hey" when he saw her, and Duanmu hurriedly followed him out.

Outside the door, Qiu showed the boy her passport and said she didn't understand. The boy chewed gum and took out his phone to type a translation. Qiu took the phone and typed with the boy. The two used translation software to communicate. While the boy was typing, Qiu would occasionally peek at him, showing her first love and love at first sight.

The boy looked a bit cool and arrogant. He took out two pieces of chewing gum and stuffed them into Qiu Nu's mouth. Qiu Nu smiled even sweeter.

Gui Yi leaned against the door, watching the interaction at the door of 810. Cui Jian took a look and said, "That kid is called Chen Guang, and he is one of the most popular boy band Dead Ghost. % of his fans are elementary school to high school students and older women. His fan base ranks first in Korea in terms of combat power."

Gui Yi asked in surprise: "How do you know entertainment gossip?"

I don't know, but Shengzi knows. Cui Jian smiled proudly and said, "It's none of your business."

"Tsk tsk." I never thought that the cold-blooded bodyguard has a heart that chases stars.

After all, Qiu Nu is a VIP. She wants to do anything, and the bodyguard can only accompany her. On the other hand, Chen Guang is a big shot, and his agent can only accompany him. So under the gaze of several adults, a man and a woman communicated through the phone. The cool Chen Guang looked at Qiu Nu with a little bit of doting, and the sweet Qiu Nu looked at Chen Guang with a little bit of admiration.

In the middle of the night, if you don't go into a room you already have, that's love. In the middle of the night, if you go into any room you see, that's hooliganism.

……

The first day was very quiet during the day and at night, but problems arose in the early morning.

Cui Jian was on duty in the living room. He heard the noise from the master bedroom and stepped aside to pull out his gun. Seeing the master bedroom door open, Qiu Nu sneaked out and looked for a while, then opened the door and went out. Cui Jian came out from the curtain, knocked on the small bedroom door twice, and followed Qiu Nu.

There is an open-air restaurant of 8 square meters outside the th floor. At this time, there is no one else except a few dim lights and a man and a woman.

Cui Jian came out of the corridor and sat down on a chair near the door. He looked at the boy and girl sitting together and communicating on their cell phones.

In fact, there is no need for Qiu Nu to hide. They are just bodyguards, not Qiu Nu's nanny, nor are they relatives of Qiu Nu's fiancé. They don't care about these things.

If Qiu Nu deliberately got rid of the bodyguard to go on a date, the bodyguard would have to keep up if he could. If he couldn't keep up, it wouldn't be the bodyguard's fault. He was able to keep up today, so Cui Jian was here.

After watching for half an hour, Cui Jian thought it was quite interesting. The two of them really communicated completely through typing, without any skin contact, as pure as two pieces of white jade. Cui Jian was still very envious of this, as he had never had such an experience. Not entirely true, the love with Li Qin when he lost his memory was also very pure.

What about Ye Lan? It should be a mature relationship. The two of them have too many secrets, so it is impossible for them to communicate as freely as they do.

Two hours passed in the laughter of the boys and girls, until Qiu Nu sneezed, and the two slowly ended the tryst. When Qiu Nu saw Cui Jian sitting at the door, she was stunned, feeling like she was caught. She subconsciously hid behind Chen Guang, and Chen Guang instinctively protected Qiu Nu.

Cui Jian didn't say anything, just stood up and made a gesture for invitation to sit down.

After returning to the room, Cui Jian woke up Duanmu to keep watch while he went to bed.

The next day, breakfast was delivered directly to the guest room. Cui Jian and others were eating sandwiches. Qiu Nu was typing on her phone and showed it to Cui Jian. Cui Jian threw it directly to Duanmu, who picked up the phone and asked, "Are you going to see the Chenguang concert this weekend?"

Cui Jiandao: "She doesn't understand, but you should be able to understand. People are asking you questions, not asking you to repeat them."

Duanmu bumped into Cui Jian but didn't knock the sandwich away, which was a pity.

Duanmu typed back: "Okay, but we have to follow you, and you should get a few more tickets from him."

Qiu Nu typed: "Will you tell my fiancé?"

Duanmu: "Who is your fiancé?"

Qiu Nu: "Since I was little, my grandma, grandpa, and many other people have said that I was destined to marry my fiancé. I always thought that was good, until I met Chen Guang, and then I realized it wasn't that simple."

Duanmu said, "Sorry, we don't charge you for relationship consultation." Who wants to talk about these things with a kid so early in the morning? He threw the phone to Guiyi and went back to the bedroom. He had his own private things to do.

Gui Yi looked at it for a while, thought for a while, and typed: "Coincidentally, I also have a fiancé."

Cui Jian turned his head and saw it, and almost spit out his sandwich. If we can't continue the conversation, we don't need to force it, right?
Qiu Nu glanced at Cui Jian coldly and communicated with Gui Yi through typing: "Do you love him?"

Gui Yi: "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't want to marry him."

Qiu Nu: "What is love?"

Gui Yi: “I feel uncomfortable all over.”

Cui Jian looked at Gui Yi in disbelief. Isn’t it bad to lie to a little kid?

Qiu Nu: "I know. It's a very strong feeling. I can't feel time and space at all. He is the only one in the world."

Gui Yi: "Yes, this is the first step of love." Cui Jian was speechless and did not disturb them. He went to the side to eat a sandwich. By the way, he opened the curtains and took a look. The suspicious vehicle was still there.

Gui Yi asked Qiu Nu to have breakfast first, then walked over to Cui Jian and asked, "Shouldn't we go take a look?"

Cui Jian said: "It's obvious that he wants us to go and take a look, but we can't go and take a look. What if you talk to him and he faints? What if he says you hit him?"

Gui Yi said: "We can examine the injury."

Cui Jian said: "What if he is already injured? Is he just waiting for you to come over and commit fraud? Besides, he also has a function of attracting our attention. If this is the case, it means that the criminals are planning to take action." Knowing that there is a 3-star bodyguard in charge, they still want to take action. The 3-star bodyguard is likely to become the most dangerous person.

Gui Yi asked: "Then let him be so arrogant?"

Cui Jian said: "There is always a way, but it requires Korean won." Cui Jian didn't know the man with the big flower arms, so he contacted Li Ran, and Li Ran contacted Department B. Many bodyguards in Department B had unclear connections with the underworld, and soon several men with the big flower arms beat up the arrogant scouts in the street and left.

A kind passerby called an ambulance for the arrogant scout and asked if he should call the police, but the arrogant scout refused. At this time, the crowd looked at him from how miserable he was to what he deserved.

Gui Yi: "Cui Jian, you've been in Hancheng for almost two years, don't you know anyone from the Bai Gang?"

How should I put it? I can’t say I didn’t know them, but most of them died after just one encounter.

Cui Jian said, "I'm not familiar with them. Besides, these people are very troublesome. They are helping you for the sake of benefits. Let's settle it all at once today. I'm afraid that they will pat their chests and say that they are loyal and don't charge money. In the future, they will ask you to go out for a drink whenever they want. Not only will it waste your time, but they will also ask you to pay the bill."

Compared to professional killers and kidnappers like Sanqin, Cui Jian hated these people more. Sanqin and his gang targeted the powerful and wealthy, while Dahuabi and his gang could only bully the common people.

Thinking of the three birds, Cui Jian thought of the blackbird and the black widow. Cui Jian walked to the small bedroom, leaned against the door and asked, "Does the project have a deadline?"

Duanmu asked, "What's the matter?"

Cui Jian shook his head: "Qiu Sha assassinated Li Jie. The real murderer behind the scenes wanted to kill Qiu Sha. Li Jie wanted to pry open Qiu Sha's mouth, and the bargaining chip was Qiu Nu. We were hired by Li Jie, which means Qiu Nu is under Li Jie's protection. In this case, Qiu Sha still has no intention of speaking. I think our work may be completed in the next two days."

Duanmu asked: "Are you worried about Qiu Nu? Are you worried about her safety?"

Cui Jian was puzzled: "Are you crazy?"

Duanmu said: "Then what do you want to say?"

Cui Jian said: "We are Qiu Nu's bodyguards now. Even if the employer Li Jie wants to take Qiu Nu away or take photos of her, we should stop him."

Duanmu just looked at Cui Jian without answering. He was wondering why this man was beating around the bush.

Cui Jian explained frankly: "You and Li Jie are too close. I just want to remind you that you still need to have some basic ethics."

Duanmu instantly understood what Cui Jian wanted to say, and looked at Cui Jian with disdain: "Your thinking always stays on the first level, and you can't see my ninth level operation at all. It's really like not drinking iced tea in summer."

Gui Yi's weak voice came: "Summer insects can't talk about ice."

Duanmu's face was full of embarrassment, and Cui Jian smiled: "The ninth floor, wow." He had recently learned Gui Yi's wow.

Duanmu was speechless. He stood up and closed the door, then said to Cui Jian, "The one approaching the wolf may not be a wolf-dog, but may be a hunter. Don't worry about it."

Cui Jian: "I'm worried that you can't beat him. He's very smart and dares to arm wrestle with the US president."

Duanmu sneered: "That's why you're an idiot. You don't even know who my target is."

Cui Jian asked in surprise: "Isn't it Li Jie?"

Duanmu said: "Maybe, maybe not."

Cui Jian recalled that on the day Li Jie was assassinated, there were six people at the scene, namely Lin Hai and his wife, Zhao Ai, Li Jie, Duanmu and Yun Xueshan.

Three of these six people were BOSS-level characters. Cui Jian suddenly had an idea and pointed at Duanmu's shoulder: "A self-torture trick?"

Duanmu was shocked. Although he knew about Cui Jian's fluctuating IQ, how could he see through his self-torture trick? After all, it was a bullet, and a slight mistake could lead to a great error. If Cui Jian saw through the self-torture trick, it meant that Cui Jian knew that he was the real murderer behind the scenes. Since the killer could accurately hit his shoulder, why couldn't he shoot Li Jie?
If Cui Jian analyzes it layer by layer like this...

Duanmu was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't beat the opponent. What should he do?
Cui Jian narrowed his eyes, smiled coldly, and said, "After the assassin shot you in the arm, you took the opportunity to cling to someone else's thigh. I was wondering, how could you have the patience to stay in the hospital for a week with a gunshot wound that could be healed with a plate of barbecue? Sure enough, you had other intentions. During the one-week hospital stay, you should have become very familiar with Li Jie and Zhao Ai, right?"

Duanmu breathed a sigh of relief: Idiot.

Cui Jian seemed to be possessed by Conan, and pointed his finger: "And your target is not Li Jie or Zhao Ai, but the cyborg laboratory." It's useless to dig up new words!
Duanmu Jing: Fuck! Is this the legendary saying that the process is not important, but the result is important?

Cui Jiandao: "Strictly speaking, your first target was Zhao Ai. I don't know how you confirmed that she was X, so you attached yourself to her."

Duanmu: An idiot is an idiot after all.

Cui Jian said: "Zhao Ai obeys Li Jie. As long as you are familiar with Li Jie and pretend to be Li Jie to give Zhao Ai certain orders, you will have the initiative."

Duanmu's eyes widened instantly: Cui Jian, you are a genius. You can play like this. That's right, Zhao Ai is not a robot, and her methods of identifying Li Jie are limited.

Seeing Duanmu remained silent, Cui Jian felt a little guilty: "Feeling guilty, right?" What did he say wrong? Or was it all wrong?

Duanmu reached out, took his backpack, took out two wooden boxes of Cuban cigars from it and placed them on the table, then waved his hand: Don't bother me, take your things and get out.

Cui Jian was not obsessed with the right or wrong of his speculation. After all, he knew that he was just talking nonsense and had a wild imagination. But it was enough to know that Duanmu was still the same Duanmu. Otherwise, if Duanmu was still in the same circle, he would have to change friends. Cui Jian took the cigars without hesitation and left. He knew the goods very well and knew that these two boxes were collection-level cigars, made of rare tobacco leaves, and every step of the processing was supervised by humans. It was the kind that you could not buy even if you had money.

At lunch time that day, Diudiu, who was in charge of Qiusha's security, called Qiusha via video. This was the first time Qiusha had spoken to Qiunu in a few days. Both sides were very silent, and the occasional conversation was in Russian. The problem was that neither the Zhendiu team nor the Cuiduan team understood Russian. Fortunately, there was an interpreter in the Zhendiu team, and the interpreter said Qiusha wanted to meet Qiunu.

Cui Jian saw that the translator had a strange face, so he investigated the translator's identity with suspicion. Dayin Security Company confirmed that there was no problem with the translator. So Diudiu discussed with Duanmu and agreed to let the mother and daughter have dinner together at a farmhouse in the suburbs.

(End of this chapter)