Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

"We haven't decided yet."

Cao Jianjun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, put on his underwear and clothes, and looked into the distance: "It should be in the next day or two. The handover has been completed."

　04 “No, you have to come back today.”

The director said in a commanding tone, "Huihui has given birth!"

"what?"

Cao Jianjun's eyes widened immediately: "She's given birth? Chief, is it true?"

"What do you say?"

The director adopted that fatherly demeanor again: "The mission is over, there's nothing urgent. Tell your superiors about the situation at home."

“Your wife is giving birth at home. You can’t stay away forever. Huihui will be upset.”

Cao Jianjun pursed his lips and nodded excitedly, "Okay! Okay! I'll be right back... Oh, by the way..."

"Two daughters."

The director seemed to have guessed what Cao Jianjun wanted to ask, and said directly, "Come back quickly, name the child, and get the birth certificate."

"clear."

Cao Jianjun's mouth was stretched so wide it almost reached his ears.

After hanging up the phone, I immediately found Zhou Hui's number and dialed it without thinking.

Still facing the window, still filled with excitement.

After the phone rang twice, someone answered, and Zhou Hui's weak voice came through the receiver.

"Build...build an army..."

It was very sudden.

Before Cao Jianjun could speak, Zhou Hui's sobs rang out: "I missed you, are you back?"

"Go back! Go back right away, wife, I'm so sorry, so sorry..."

Cao Jianjun rubbed his face and head: "I was counting down the days, and I thought it would take you at least half a month."

"Oh right, honey, are you two daughters?"

Zhou Hui cried for a while, then laughed again.

"You're right, you foul mouth. I wanted a son but I couldn't have one."

"Hehe, wife, no rush, we'll have three sons for our second child."

"roll."

"Wife, give me a kiss..."

"Get out of the way, I'm still in the hospital, the director and the others are all here."

"Ah! The director is here too. What's he doing there, a grown man?"

As soon as Cao Jianjun finished speaking, a large group of people's voices came from the other end of the phone.

"Cao Jianjun, what are you saying, you little bastard?"

That's the director's voice.

“Jianjun, you’re wrong. The director knows you’re not here, so he sent us all to check on Zhou Hui for you.”

That was Cheng's voice.

"Hey Jianjun, you said you'd treat everyone to New Year's Eve dinner before the New Year, didn't you?"

This is Gao's voice.

"Master, I'm still here..."

Poplar trees have also arrived.

"Hey, Brother Cao, we've all been waiting for you."

This is Li Dawei's voice.

The shouts, rising and falling, filled the entire ward with warmth.

Cao Jianjun's eyes welled up with tears. He knew that the director was doing this for him, and also to prevent his wife Zhou Hui from feeling lonely and isolated at home.

Without saying anything sentimental, Cao Jianjun hung up the phone and immediately called Li Weimin.

When the topic of his wife giving birth came up, Li Weimin immediately agreed.

They also strongly demanded that a plane ticket be booked for Cao Jianjun in the name of the provincial department.

The mission in South Vietnam is now completely over.

After Cao Jianjun's application to return home was approved, he immediately turned around and prepared to pack his things.

But when he turned around, he found the room was already empty.

Huang Xi didn't know when he left. He looked around but couldn't find him. Just as he was about to make a phone call, he noticed a text message.

It was sent by Huang Xi.

"Jianjun! I don't regret meeting you, and these days with you have been the happiest time of my life. Even in Tazhai, I feel a strong sense of security."

“But you have a family, and I can’t convince myself to do that. I believe your wife wouldn’t agree either.”

"So, let's separate for a while and let each other cool off."

“Go back and take good care of your wife. I know that for a woman, giving birth is like dying once.”

"goodbye!"

The content is neither long nor sentimental.

Cao Jianjun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked for a long time, thought for a moment, and decided not to go back for now.

Everything between Huang Xi and Huang Xi was purely an accident within an accident.

Let's just consider this a farce; it's time for it to end.

Right now, his wife and children are the priority. As for Huang Xi, just like when they parted at Green Vine, he'll leave it to fate.

The first thing to do is take a shower.

Cao Jianjun now reeks of Huang Xi. Even if he goes back like this without saying anything, he can still cause fatal damage to Zhou Hui.

So, I washed and dried myself off and put on a new police uniform.

When Cao Jianjun came to South Vietnam, he didn't bring much luggage, just a small bag for his mobile phone.

Leaving was also very simple. He checked out downstairs, and Li Fei drove him to Baiyun International Airport.

The flight took two and a half hours, plus check-in and waiting time, totaling nearly four and a half hours.

At 2:30 p.m., Cao Jianjun finally emerged from the terminal building of Quancheng Airport.

As soon as we got into the taxi, we headed straight for the hospital.

Fifty minutes later.

The taxi stopped downstairs at the Women and Children's Hospital. Cao Jianjun bought a large bouquet of flowers by the roadside, rushed upstairs, and after several transfers, finally arrived at his wife's ward.

By this time, the 220th Division Chief and the others had already left, and his sister-in-law was nowhere to be found.

Zhou Hui was the only one lying in the hospital bed, with two children in a stroller beside her.

Zhou Hui, who had just given birth, looked extremely weak. She was wearing a hat and kept staring at her two children.

Click!

As Cao Jianjun pushed open the ward door, Zhou Hui turned around abruptly.

The couple looked into each other's eyes, and Zhou Hui's eyes immediately filled with tears. Her lips trembled slightly, and she hesitated to speak.

"daughter in law……"

Cao Jianjun, carrying the flowers, hurried over and bent down to hug Zhou Hui: "I'm sorry, your husband wasn't there for you when you gave birth."

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah—"

Zhou Hui didn't say anything, she just clung tightly to Cao Jianjun's neck and cried incessantly.

It's just like a bullied child who finally finds his mother after going through many difficulties.

That feigned strength crumbled instantly, leaving only tears.

Cao Jianjun didn't dare to move either, bending over, and it took more than ten minutes for Zhou Hui's emotions to calm down a bit.

Cao Jianjun then gently pulled himself out, cupped his wife's face, and wiped away her tears.

"Look, I'm fine now, I'm not crying anymore. I... I'll check on the baby first..."

Cao Jianjun gave Zhou Hui a quick kiss, then turned to examine the two children in the stroller.

It is really small.

Because the baby was just born, it was barely bigger than Cao Jianjun's foot, and its body was all wrinkled and red.

"It's all your fault, they're both daughters..."