Ivanov went out early in the morning and Chen An got a chance to enjoy a breakfast alone.
The man in his nightgown turned on the TV to watch the latest news while sipping his coffee. Although he shared a suite with Ivanov, the furry bear was a gentleman in private and never ran across the border to his bedroom.
With one month to go before the agreed time for the game. Ivanov could wait for a month, but whether he could find Chen An or not would be another question.
“Room service, sir.” With a knock at the door, there came a young man’s voice outside the door. The familiar voice drew the attention of the man who was drinking coffee.
“Come in.” After putting down his coffee cup, Chen continued to lean on the soft sofa to watch his TV. The bodyguard standing at the door looked inside and quickly returned to his original position.
“You’ve come just at the right moment. Come and help me see it.” Glancing at the slightly open door, Chen An said a word and went to the balcony of the room.
“Okay, sir.” The waiter followed him.
When two people came to the balcony, before Chen An could speak, the waiter asked anxiously, “Uncle An, why are you here?”
“This is complicated to explain,” Chen sighed, looking at Ding Sheng, who disguised as a waiter. “Ding Sheng, are you here to investigate Ivanov?”
“Yeah, we found out that Ivanov may up to a grand deal recently. It’s so important, but I didn’t expect Uncle An to be around Ivanov.” Ding Sheng’s voice became smaller and stamped his feet hatefully. “It's all my fault. I should have paid special attention to it long ago. Otherwise, you would not have been caught by Ivanov, Uncle An.”
“You are an international policeman who has a lot of things to attend to every day and flies around. How can you take care of me every day? But don’t worry about me. Ivanov will not do me any harm for the time being.”
Chen An comforted Ding Sheng and laughed in his heart. Ding Sheng came in time. Maybe this time he could not only intercept Ivanov’s goods, but also help Ding Sheng send the bear to prison.
“Uncle, don’t comfort me. Look at you now. Can I feel at ease?” When Chen An was thinking, Ding Sheng suddenly came forward and touched his neck lightly. The young Interpol’s sad and angry appearance made Chen An smile unconsciously.
It seemed that the bruise left by Lu Feng when he pinched his neck yesterday hadn’t dispersed yet, but Ding Sheng misunderstood it. But if he misunderstood it, the possibility of him getting rid of the suspicion would be even greater in the future.
The relationship purchased by money was no match for the ones built on true feelings.
“Don’t worry, Uncle An. I’ll arrange someone to help you out!” Ding Sheng looked at the bruise on Chen An’s neck. He clenched his teeth hard and made up his mind to rescue Chen An anyway.
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“Are you crazy?” Chen An stepped back and avoided the touch of Ding Sheng. He pulled his collar and looked serious. “Although I am not an international policeman, I also know that if you suddenly rescue me, it will surely attract Ivanov’s attention. It will certainly affect the whole situation and make Ivanov vigilant.”
“But...” What Chen An said made Ding Sheng immediately come to his senses. He was indeed a bit reckless. As a policeman, his primary aim was to catch Ivanov, but how could he watch Chen An in danger and stand by?
“Ding Sheng.” Chen An blocked his words with his finger and looked at Ding Sheng’s anxious eyes and whispered, “Only if Ivanov is put in jail can I be really safe. Let me help you catch him.”