Part 10 -- MEMORY LOST PREQUEL

PART 10

 

ALL CREDITS TO AUTHOR DING MO

Prequel 10 Red Face and White Hair (3)

Winter vacation is here.
On days without her boyfriend, although the sun is still bright and life is still fulfilling, she always feel that something is missing. He hadn't seen anyone for ten and a half months, and he might send her a text message only in the dead of night.
"Are you asleep? Miss you." He said.
But she was asleep long ago. She saw the text message the next day and immediately replied: "I miss you too! Han Chen, are you busy? You must pay attention to your safety. I was particularly bored recently, so I went to a coffee shop to work and observe life. Well, this is what a professor taught us..."
He certainly did not reply. It took several days before she received his reply: "Send a photo of you in waiter’s uniform and let me have a look."
Ai? How did she feel molestation from plainly ordinary words? Reply: "Rogue!"
He replied after a while: "When I finish this case,I’ll let you know what a real hooligan is."
Seeing this text message, Su Mian, who was standing behind the coffee shop bar, turned red in her ears. 
You must know that although Han Chen has always been a bit rogue, he is very reserved and cold. She is so blatant now, she guessed it must be because of the long separation...
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard a familiar voice on the opposite side of the bar: "A cup of latte, thank you."
She raised her head and saw the man who she had seen before .
As always, it was a fine-quality suit, and the shirt collar was white and flawless. Those deep eyes looked at her with a smile.
What is his name?
At the mall that day...
Mu Fangcheng.
Su Mian is not usually a good person. The smile on her face faded, and she replied, "22 yuan, thank you."
Mu Fangcheng handed over the banknotes. She noticed that his hands were well maintained, but there were thin calluses on his thumb and palm. The nails are neatly trimmed, because they are too delicate and give her an uncomfortable feeling.
She gave him the change and turned around to make coffee. He took it with a smile, and said, "Remember me? Little girl."
Twenty-year-old Su Mian is arrogant. In her heart, her love for Han Chen is pure and important, and no one should disturb and defile it. So the man’s strike-up made her very disgusted, and she faintly replied: "I don't remember, next one!"
"I want another piece of cheesecake," Mu Fangcheng said, pointing to the seat by the window and motioning to her, "Please bring it for me, thank you."
Su Mian didn't say a word.
When she told Han Chen that she came to the coffee shop to observe life ,she was serious. The coffee shop is located in a prosperous area, and people come and go all day long.Here, you can carefully observe all kinds of people, which is good for her criminal psychology practice.
A few minutes later, she carried a piece of cake and walked to the uninvited guest while observing and analyzing him habitually.
Uncomfortable.
The overall feeling this man gave her was just uncomfortable. But at that time, Su Mian had only seen a serial killer with a high IQ in books, and had never really come into contact with one. So she just feels that every detail of Mu Fangcheng's body is a bit wrong, but it can't be exactly connected with the mental illness.
He turned on the laptop and looked down in thought, as if he was the only person in the world, and he was incompatible with the people around him; he took a sip of coffee, and his movements were too slow, full of a certain...self-appreciation; His cell phone rang and he was answering the call. It was probably a work phone, and she heard him discussing the program code with someone. He spoke very quickly, and she felt that the person on the other end of the phone would not be able to get it, and such eloquence was a bit incompatible with his appearance. And his thoughts seem to be extremely jumping, even if she is a layman, she can still hear that he is constantly changing topics.
Finally he hung up the phone, he looked a little angry, his slender brows frowned. After reading a few books, taking another sip of coffee, his expression returned to calm.
Inexplicably, Su Mian's heart suddenly burst into coldness. But at that time, she didn't know that this was a certain kind of intuition, that kind of keen and overwhelming instinct when a criminal psychologist encountered a mental illness.
"Your cake." She put down the tray and turned around to leave, but she heard his gentle and smiling voice resounding behind her back: "Don't get me wrong, I have no malice. I just saw you..."
Su Mian turned her head and looked at him quietly.
"Just seeing you, I thought you must be a very interesting and good person." He finished the sentence without hesitation, his eyes were calm and sincere, "I just want to know you and make friends, that's all. If you don’t want to be friends with me, I apologize."
Su Mian put her hands on her waist, "Why do you think I am a good and interesting person?"
Mu Fangcheng smiled.
"Your eyes." He said, "you have very clear eyes. I have experienced too many people and things, so just one glance can distinguish you from the crowd."
Su Mian was stunned. No woman would dislike such praise from a man, but the uncomfortable intuition in her heart still prevailed. 
She nodded: "Thank you, but I already have a boyfriend, so I won’t be able to make friends. It will really trouble me. Goodbye."
She refused to leave room, Mu Fangcheng didn't seem to be too frustrated.He smiled and continued to go on his laptop and drink his coffee.
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In the next month, Mu Fangcheng will come to the cafe to sit down every three weeks. Sometimes he reads a book, sometimes he goes online. Sometimes he would cross his eyes with her, watching her making coffee, watching her shuttle in the cafe.
And Su Mian always kept a distance from him. To be honest, there were not any stalkers before, all of them died under her merciless beheading. And Mu Fangcheng is not a nuisance to her, let alone enthusiastic, it is more like he has some interest in her, some appreciation. That's it.
Until that evening, Su Mian went home from getting off of work, but was stopped by two strange men.
"Su Mian, a senior student in the Department of Criminal Psychology, Public Security University." The other party clearly knew her identity, and then said, "We are the Falcon 1 task force of the Ministry of Public Security."
Su Mian was completely stunned.
They drove an ordinary black business car, and judging from their clothes, manners, guns, and the documents they produced, they were indeed from the Ministry of Public Security.
Su Mian got into the car with them, and didn't know how long they drove, and arrived at a very inconspicuous office building. There, she met her mentor, Professor Xu Muhua, and two other leaders of the task force.
Since Professor Xu joined the task force like Han Chen, Su Mian has not seen him for a while. Seeing them at this moment, she had many premonitions and guesses in her heart, but in the end she just nodded calmly: "Teacher, you are looking for me...what is it?"
This night, Han Chen was not present. Most people in the task force did not know about their secret love.
"Su Mian, we are investigating several very serious serial homicides." They said, "The opponents are very cunning, and they are a group of criminals with high intelligence. But now there is a chance that we have locked one of the suspects, and he recently happened to  visit frequently the cafe where you were working. You should recognise him. According to our observation, he seems to be pursuing you?”
“You may become his next hunting target. And our purpose is not just to catch him alone. We want to catch them all at once.”
“You don't need to do too much for the time being, you just need to have some contact with him. If you have the opportunity, you will have in-depth contact; but if there is any danger, we will ensure that you evacuate safely. Professor Xu said you are his most proud disciple, professional without losing any female police, we believe you can successfully complete this task."
"According to our investigation, some of the gang's modus operandi are similar to the case in which your father was killed in the line. We do not rule out the connection between the murderer."
"If necessary, we will drop out for you. Your files at the Public Security University will be destroyed, forging a new identity for you, and avoiding their suspicion. This matter is extremely important. They are criminals who kill people without blinking. You must kept this strictly confidential, and kept as a secret from family and friends."
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There are not many choices in life.
If you were born as a policeman, and there is a sea of ​​swords and blazes in front of you, but if you pass by, many people will not be injured again. Will you go or not?
If these criminals, it may even be related to your revenge for killing your father. And you always remember the tragedy of your father before his death, and you were determined to never mourn for him. So, are you going or not?
"I'm going." Su Mian replied word by word. Only at the moment when the undercover mission statement was signed, Han Chen's face with a cigarette in his hand suddenly flashed through her mind and a smile formed on her face.
She knew that this was going to be dangerous, she knew she was about to dance with the most brutal criminal. She even guessed that Han Chen, as the grassroots criminal police officer of the special case team, probably did not know that she had become an undercover agent.
Now the two of them are in a case. He will know sooner or later.
It's ok.
She thought as long as she worked hard enough, as long as she was careful enough, helped him and his task force to solve this big case, a few months later, their agreement will still be fulfilled. He will complete the task and return to her, and she will restore her identity, graduate successfully, and then go to work in his unit. Then, there will be many, many, cases and then they will solve it together.
Only at this time, Su Mian didn't know, neither did the task force.
Everything is happening according to S’plan. After all, that organisation seemed so tight, and Mu Fangcheng's interest in Su Mian seemed to be just a whim, which gave the task force a chance to follow the vine. The reason all this is so credible is because no one would think that they would take great pains for an ordinary girl like Su Mian.

No one would think that all this is just for love.

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