The sky shimmered faintly, and the surrounding buildings were plated with bright colors.

Several men approached Jiang Yan aggressively.

"Who are you?" The leading man still held an iron rod in his hand, fiercely: "What are you doing here!"

Yun Cai was so frightened that she was crying and shrank behind Jiang Yan. Wang Huaichun was still in the forefront, but he could see that he was also afraid. After all, he was a fledgling college student who had never experienced such an exciting thing.

Jiang Yan stood up and said, "We are reporters."

Upon hearing the words reporter, the expressions of several men changed instantly, and the man with glasses in the lead said, "Show me what you took."

Jiang Yan looked at Wang Huaichun: "Don't give it to him."

Upon hearing the words, Wang Huaichun quickly took a few steps back to protect the camera.

"You violated your privacy." The stick man threatened: "The content of the film must be deleted!"

Wang Huaichun pretended to be momentum and said: "The law, the law provides that we reporters have the right to take pictures and collect evidence in public."

"This is not a public place. This is a nursing home. You took pictures privately without our consent, which violated the privacy of the elderly."

Yun Cai was frightened and angry, and her voice trembled: "You also said that you violated the privacy of the elderly. It is obviously that you abused the elderly. We want to expose this black-hearted nursing home!

Jiang Yan hurriedly pulled La Yuncai. Saying this now would only irritate the other party. It is best to spend time with them and wait for the police to come.

She asked: "Do the elderly in your nursing home get up so early?"

The man said, "The old man sleeps less and wakes up early. What's the problem?"

"Does the old man get up voluntarily?"

"You don't care if they are willing, what nonsense, hand over the camera quickly."

Several men stepped forward to snatch, Wang Huaichun guarded the camera firmly: "Don't do it! It is illegal for you to do this!"

Many elderly people were lying on the windowsill, poking their heads and looking outside, their eyes full of tension and anxiety.

Jiang Yan hugged the SLR camera in her hand. These are all evidences, and they must not be given to them.

The man closest to her ran over, grabbed Jiang Yan's SLR belt and snatched her camera.

Jiang Yan spent these years in the war-torn Middle East, her figure was still agile, she hid directly from the man's arm, holding the SLR camera, and ran towards the back door.

"Stop him! Security! Stop them!"

A few men dressed like security guards ran out in front, and dragged Jiang Yan around and snatched the camera in her hand.

Jiang Yan was pushed and fell to the ground. She used her body to protect the camera tightly. There was only one thought in her mind: Absolutely, they must not be allowed to get the camera!

The sky was getting brighter, and suddenly there was the sound of sirens from outside the gate. A few minutes later, uniformed police rushed into the gate of the nursing home.

"stop!"

"Police, don't move! Hold your head in your hands and squat down!"

Jiang Yan lay on the ground, her hair scattered and embarrassed.

Her temples were bulging, her face flushed red, and her hands were still holding the camera tightly, like a python, only entwining her prey, who would **** him and kill him!

"Sister Jiang, are you okay!" Yun Cai ran over to help Jiang Yan.

"It's okay." Jiang Yan patted the dust on the corners of her clothes and checked the camera. Fortunately, it was not broken, and she was relieved.

"Sister-in-law, why are you?" Xiao Wang, in uniform, full of energy, trot over, with a surprised look: "Is it the police you called?"

Jiang Yan nodded and scanned the uniformed police comrades: "You guys came in time, thank you."

Xiao Wang knew who she was looking for. He scratched the back of his head: "The Marines are on vacation today."

Jiang Yan took the wet tissue paper from Yun Cai, wiped her face, carelessly: "Who asked him."

The men who made trouble in the nursing home have been subdued by the police. The dean ran out in a hurry and was negotiating with the police: "Hey, you can't be like this. I disturbed the old man. Are you responsible for it!"

When the police came, Jiang Yan had confidence and shouted to Wang Huaichun: "Huaichun, set up the camera and continue shooting."

Wang Huaichun was also inspired, and said quickly: "Okay!"

Now is the best time. She must dig out all the black material in this nursing home. All the ugly sins and decay will be exposed to the sun to dry today.

"Sister, your knee is bleeding." Yun Cai exclaimed.

Jiang Yan only noticed that her left knee was scratched, and blood slid down her calf like an earthworm.

"It's a little broken, it's okay." Jiang Yan didn't care, and wiped the blood stains that flowed down with a tissue.

In the past, when I was in the war zone, there were countless big and small injuries. This is not a big deal. The interview is important.

She asked Wang Huaichun to pick up the camera. She took out the microphone and walked into the nursing home to interview the elderly.

The police are here, and the dean has no way to stop them. Now is the best time to miss them.

In the nursing home building, the old people rushed to speak, you said and I said, your anger urgently needs to be vented.

"Comrade reporter, comrade police, these guys are not people!"

"They make us get up at four or five o'clock every day, clean and sanitary than us, and those who don't get up will be beaten!"

"They slapped and pierced with needles."

"Eat for us every day, even pigs don't know how to eat it."

"Last month, Lao Zhou wanted to commit suicide by jumping off the building. They found out that after two months of confinement, he was mentally ill when he came out."

Jiang Yan learned that many of the elderly in this nursing home, many widows, or their children are generally out of town, and would not go home during the holidays. She thought that everything would be fine if the elderly were sent to the nursing home. As everyone knows, this is sending their parents in Magic cave.

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Jiang Yan soothed a crying grandmother next to her: "Don't be afraid, it's all right."

However, at this moment, I don't know who grabbed her wrist and pulled her out.

Jiang Yan turned her head and saw Lu Lin, who was dressed in plain clothes, her face turned cold into the Asura Hell King.

"How are you..."

Before Jiang Yan could speak, Lu Lin took the microphone from her hand and inserted it into Wang Huaichun's pocket.

"Hey, I haven't finished the interview yet!"

Lu Lin picked up Jiang Yan and put it on his shoulders, and walked outside angrily.

Carry it again!

Jiang Yan was uncomfortable by him and slapped him on the back: "You let me down."

So many people are not ashamed.

Lu Lin carried her out of the nursing home, Xiao Wang hurriedly came over: "Lu Team, you caught the wrong person. This is not a bad person, this is a comrade reporter."

Jiang Yan was carried on Lu Lin's shoulders, and her words were choppy and choppy, intermittently: "Wang'er, these years, all of you who are police officers are so rude?"

Xiao Wang smiled and said, "That can't. We treat the people with gentleness and politeness."

"I want to report, Lu Lin, I want to report you!"

Regardless of Jiang Yan's resistance, Lu Lin took her to the police car and put her on the chair, and said in a deep voice, "Wang, look for the medicine box."

"okay."

The morning sun is rising from the east, and the rays of sunlight are coming one after another, awakening the sleeping city.

In the carriage, the light is still a bit dim. There is the freshness of morning dew in the air.

Jiang Yan sat on the chair obediently, Lu Lin half-kneeled in front of her, checking her knee injury.

I haven't felt it terrifying before, but now that the blood is flowing more, half of the leg is covered with blood, which is really terrifying.

Lu Lin seemed to walk out of the freezer compartment of the refrigerator, his entire face stiffened, his lips pressed tightly, and he said nothing.

"Hey"

He tore off her stockings roughly and took off her high heels.

"Wolford, I like this stockings the most." She gently stroked the other leg with her hand, her voice was slightly hoarse, extremely sexy.

"You broke it... torn it."

Lu Lin didn't care about Jiang Yan's coquettishness with him at this time. He simply cleaned the wound around her, then applied the medicine, without lifting his head.

Seeing that Lu Lin ignored her, she simply leaned back on the chair and asked lazily, "I heard you are on vacation."

Lu Lin remained silent.

Yunnan Baiyao powder was spilled on Jiang Yan's **** areas, and Jiang Yan "hissed" her legs and shrank back.

"It hurts?" He finally couldn't help but speak.

Jiang Yan didn't speak, but she felt sour in her heart.

He gently held the heel of her calf with his warm and rough palms, and fainted the brown powder of Yunnan Baiyao on her wound. While gently blowing, the very soft and gentle wind stroked the wound, cool and cool. cool.

She was afraid of pain. She used to peel an apple for him. Her fingers were accidentally broken by a sharp blade. She would yell and squeeze out two tears. She acted like a baby with him, asked him to coax, and asked him to blow.

The little lady spoiled by rich people's family is warm and soft and can not be easily touched.

I thought that she was still working lifelessly, doing interviews and reporting.

Lu Lin did not dare to think about how she came over the past three years.

Only once did he search the Internet for international news she had reported. In front of the camera, she was wearing a large black coat, standing on a ruined house, reporting a big bombing that just happened.

In the sky behind, a few fighter planes whizzed past, dropped a few bombs, and exploded not far behind. The shock was clearly conveyed to his heart through the shaking camera.

From then on, he dared not look anymore or think about it.

"Didn't you say last night, at home?" Lu Lin took the initiative to speak, distracting her.

"Like you." Jiang Yan said.

"I don't like others to lie to me."

"Just lie to you."

Lu Lin moistened the gauze with alcohol and cleaned the blood from her calf. He touched her wound lightly like a mess, and asked deliberately: "The scar is gone, forget the pain?"

Jiang Yan gasped, looked out the window, and said stubbornly, "It doesn't hurt."

"It doesn't hurt, why are you crying."

Lu Lin's heart tightened as he watched the warm liquid falling on the back of his hand.

Jiang Yan pinned her face deeper, her chest rising and falling, breathing and panting, out of breath.

Nothing else.

When I saw him, I suddenly felt wronged.

Over the years, she has cried many times, but never in front of Lu Lin once.

She never used tears to save a man's heart, which is something useless women would do.

However, she couldn't help it.

For a long time, Lu Lin sighed and said softly: "I'll blow it to you again."