TTS Chapter 52

When Han Huaixiao returned to the office, he saw Xia Hang folding a piece of paper.

 

“What are you making?”

 

“Nothing. Just folding something at random.” Xia Hang looked up. “Can we go now?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Xia Hang tossed the half-folded paper into his desk drawer, saying, “Then let’s go.” On the way home, Xia Hang asked, “How are you planning to investigate this next?”

 

“It’s obvious Taiyi Shipping has problems. How do you think we should investigate it?” Han Huaixiao answered with a question instead.

 

“You’re planning to start with Liao Yongqing?” Xia Hang replied. “Xin You has already confessed. As the suspect in the murders of Ju Jiezhen, Xin Rong, and Li Cheng, he could have been released, but you didn’t let him go. You’re using him as bait?”

 

“That’s right. You figured it out?”

 

“As you said,” Xia Hang nodded, “Taiyi Shipping is obviously involved. Guo Gangyi is part of upper management. If you start with him, you’ll probably alert Taiyi’s entire executive team. Liao Yongqing is different. He’s just an ordinary sailor, so upper management won’t pay much attention to him. And precisely because he’s an ordinary crew member, many of the illegal activities probably passed through his hands. As long as he opens his mouth, he can provide us with key leads.”

 

It was rare for Xia Hang to say so much at once, and Han Huaixiao glanced at him.

 

“Anything else? Go on.”

 

“…After spending so much time around all of you,” Xia Hang hesitated before continuing, “I’ve realized how important the direction of an investigation is. If you start in the wrong direction, everyone wastes a tremendous amount of time and effort. I… wasn’t working on the front lines before. I’ve never investigated criminal cases myself. I just listened to all of you discussing them…”

 

“You’ve never investigated cases before?” Han Huaixiao immediately caught the key point.

 

“…”

 

Han Huaixiao thought of the note from that mysterious organization. He also remembered every time drugs had come up in a case, and Xia Hang’s almost uncanny instincts and judgment. Just like this time, when everyone suspected Ju Jiezhen, Xin Rong, and Li Cheng were drug addicts, Xia Hang had immediately rejected the idea. Earlier, in Lingshan Village, when everyone guessed Liu Zhibin and his father had gone to the pig farm to use drugs together, Xia Hang had dismissed that possibility without hesitation.

 

A vague understanding finally began to form in Han Huaixiao’s mind about what Xia Hang had been doing during those missing years. He looked at him deeply, just about to speak, when his phone rang.

 

As for Xia Hang, he was desperately trying to think of an explanation, so the ringtone sounded like heavenly music. For the first time, without asking Han Huaixiao’s permission, he answered the call for him. A kind, elderly voice came from the other end.

 

“Huaihuai, have you gotten off work yet?”

 

“…”

 

Huaihuai???!!!

 

Xia Hang immediately clapped a hand over his mouth before he burst out laughing. Han Huaixiao shot him a warning look that clearly said, Go ahead and laugh. I dare you, and Xia Hang bit down hard on his lower lip.

 

But Han Huaixiao didn’t bother turning off the speakerphone, straight up asking, “Grandma, what’s up?”

 

Hearing her grandson’s voice, Grandma Han, Deng Shu’an, smiled.

 

“Did I interrupt your work?”

 

“No.”

 

“Then could you come to Anyou Hospital?”

 

Anyou was the Han family’s private hospital. It had been founded by Han Huaixiao’s grandfather and named using the character “An” from Grandma Han’s name. Han Huaixiao immediately turned the steering wheel and changed direction, asking, “You’re in Lang City? When did you get here?”

 

“I arrived at noon. Your Grandma Fan is sick, so I came to visit her.”

 

“Wait for me. I’ll be there right away.”

 

As soon as he hung up, Xia Hang spoke up at just the right moment: “You can drop me off at the subway station ahead. I’ll take the subway home.”

 

But Han Huaixiao glanced at the marks on Xia Hang’s lower lip, asking, “Having fun biting yourself?”

 

“…It’s… pretty effective. Keeps me awake.”

 

Han Huaixiao snorted and accelerated toward Anyou Hospital. One subway station passed. Then another…

 

He showed no intention of stopping, and Xia Hang finally panicked.

 

“Your grandmother wants to see you! I won’t go with you! Pull over!”

 

Was his expression full of nervousness and… outright fear?

 

“You’re that afraid of meeting my grandmother?” Han Huaixiao asked.

 

“I’m not good at dealing with elders.”

 

“I wasn’t asking you to meet her. Go find Xiang Kaicheng and have him give you another examination.”

 

“What examination?”

 

“Your gunshot wound. And the injuries from your car accident.”

 

As long as he didn’t have to meet Grandma Han, a follow-up examination was fine, so Xia Hang asked, “Is Dr. Xiang at the hospital?”

 

“If he isn’t, I’ll have someone call him back.”

 

“…”

 

Xia Hang silently cursed on Xiang Kaicheng’s behalf… What a heartless capitalist.

 

Fortunately, Xiang Kaicheng was still at the hospital and hadn’t gotten off work yet. After arriving at Anyou Hospital, Xia Hang headed straight to Xiang Kaicheng’s office as if he knew the place by heart, while Han Huaixiao went to see his grandmother.

 

The moment Xiang Kaicheng saw Xia Hang, he blurted out, “No way. It’s only been a short time. You’re injured again?”

 

Smiling sheepishly, Xia Hang slipped inside and sat down. “No, I’m fine. I was just passing by and wanted to see if you were here. You treated my injuries last time, and I still haven’t taken you out for a meal. Are you off work? Let’s go have dinner.”

 

“Sure!” Xiang Kaicheng immediately reached up to take off his white coat.

 

But just then, Xia Hang’s phone buzzed with a message from Han Huaixiao.

 

[If I don’t see a follow-up examination report, you don’t need to come to work tomorrow.]

 

“…”

 

Xia Hang lowered his phone and immediately changed his tune, mumbling, “Dr. Xiang… how about we eat a little later? Could you write me an examination order first?”

 

“Han Huaixiao’s the one who told you to come for a checkup, isn’t he?” Xiang Kaicheng instantly understood and laughed.

 

“…Yes.”

 

“Xia Hang, you’ve deceived my feelings,” Xiang Kaicheng looked at him with exaggerated grievance. “You only invited me to dinner because of this!” But seeing Xia Hang looking completely at a loss, Xiang Kaicheng couldn’t bear teasing him any longer, so he put his white coat back on.

 

“Then you owe me a big meal.”

 

“Deal.”

 

……………………..

 

On the way to the examination department, Xiang Kaicheng asked, “Grandma Han is here too. Did you see her?”

 

“No.”

 

“You should’ve gone upstairs with Han Huaixiao,” Xiang Kaicheng looked at him and smiled meaningfully. “It’s pretty lively up there.”

 

As for the aforementioned Han Huaixiao, he pushed open the door to a private room on the seventh floor of Anyou Hospital’s inpatient building. Sitting on the sofa in the living area was a man about his own age, typing away on a laptop. Hearing the door open, the man looked up and smiled.

 

“Han Huaixiao?”

 

Han Huaixiao looked him over carefully, certain they had never met before.

 

“Hello.”

 

The man could tell from Han Huaixiao’s expression that he hadn’t recognized him, so he said, “We used to play together when we were kids. I’m Zhong Boxuan. Remember?” As he spoke, he stood up and led Han Huaixiao towardthe inner hospital room, pushing open the door.

 

“Grandma, Grandma Deng, Captain Han is here!”

 

“‘Captain Han’ sounds so formal,” Deng Shu’an looked at her grandson with a smile. “You’re about the same age, and you played together as children. Just call him Huaixiao.”

 

“…”

 

Hearing that, and recalling what his uncle had said over the phone last time, Han Huaixiao instantly understood. The old lady really was crafty.

 

This move had caught him completely off guard.

 

“Grandma Fan, are you feeling better?” He smiled and greeted the elderly woman lying in the hospital bed.

 

“It’s just an old illness,” Grandma Fan smiled. “The doctors at your family’s hospital are excellent. I’m already much better.”

 

“I’m glad to hear that. If anything comes up, let the doctors know right away.”

 

Han Huaixiao placed the gifts he’d bought on the way onto the table before sitting beside his grandmother, asking, “Who brought you here?”

 

One look at her grandson’s expression told Deng Shu’an exactly what he was thinking.

 

“Mingxiao drove me here. Why?”

 

Han Huaixiao replied, “Nothing. Where is he?”

 

“He came here on a business trip. After dropping me off, he went to the branch office.”

 

“Huaixiao,” Zhong Boxuan poured him a cup of tea and set it in front of him, “have some tea.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

“I’m having dinner here with your Grandma Fan today,” Deng Shu’an continued. “Go with Boxuan to the cafeteria and bring some food back.”

 

Hearing that, Han Huaixiao remained seated, looking at his grandmother, but she only smiled pleasantly at him.

 

“No time? Then go ahead and get back to work. I’ll just call your grandfather later and ask him to send you some supplements. You’re busy every day; how is your body supposed to keep up? You really should take better care of yourself. Grandma knows you’re busy. I didn’t expect you to spend the whole day with me after coming all this way. I just didn’t think you’d be too busy to even have one meal with your grandmother.”

 

First came the warning: threatening to complain to his grandfather. The old lady was the treasure of the entire Han family. If his grandfather learned that Han Huaixiao hadn’t even stayed to eat with her, a scolding phone call would arrive immediately.

 

Then came the emotional appeal, making him feel guilty.

 

So what else could Han Huaixiao do?

 

………………………..

 

Led by Xiang Kaicheng, Xia Hang quickly finished all of his follow-up examinations. While waiting for the imaging results, Xiang Kaicheng took him to a balcony on the second floor. It was a lounge area for patients and their families waiting for test results, where drinks and desserts were available.

 

Each of them ordered a cup of coffee and sat by the window.

 

From there, they could watch the sunset and overlook the garden filled with rare flowers and plants. Anyone walking from the inpatient building to the cafeteria had to pass through the garden, and many patients would sit there for a while after dinner to enjoy the evening and digest their food.

 

As Xia Hang listened to Xiang Kaicheng enthusiastically talking about the newest restaurant he’d discovered, his eyes wandered to the garden below from time to time. The next time he looked down, he saw Han Huaixiao, but…

 

Walking beside him was another man.

 

The two of them were heading toward the cafeteria together. Perhaps because Xia Hang stared for too long, Xiang Kaicheng also glanced down. The moment he recognized the people below, he immediately turned to study Xia Hang’s expression. Seeing Xia Hang’s gaze fixed on Han Huaixiao, he deliberately remarked, “So Han Huaixiao and Zhong Boxuan are going to the cafeteria together? Tsk. Since when did Han Huaixiao become so stingy? Shouldn’t he be taking guests out to a proper restaurant instead?”

 

Only after Han Huaixiao and Zhong Boxuan disappeared from sight did Xia Hang finally give in to his curiosity, asking, “Who is Zhong Boxuan?”

 

“Han Huaixiao’s childhood sweetheart.” Snapping his fingers, Xiang Kaicheng grinned.

 

“…?” Xia Hang blinked.

 

“Before you came, I went to visit Grandma Han,” Xiang Kaicheng answered with a smile. “One of her old best friends is hospitalized, so she came to visit. Officially she’s here to see a patient, but I think she’s actually here to set Han Huaixiao up on a blind date. Zhong Boxuan, the guy walking with him just now, is the one. They used to play together when they were kids.”

 

“…A blind date?” Xia Hang paused. “His family knows about his orientation?”

 

“They do,” Xiang Kaicheng looked surprised. “He told his family about it not long after you two got together.”

 

“He never told you?”

 

“…”

 

“No.” Xia Hang lowered his eyes to the coffee in his hands.

 

“He originally planned to bring you home to meet the family on his grandmother’s birthday,” Xiang Kaicheng sighed. “But then you two broke up.”

 

Xia Hang’s heart clenched, and the coffee in his mouth suddenly tasted unbearably bitter. After that, he barely remembered how he got his examination results, how he said goodbye to Xiang Kaicheng, or how he took a taxi home.

 

His mind kept replaying the image of Han Huaixiao walking side by side with Zhong Boxuan.

 

That man looked outstanding in every way. From what Xiang Kaicheng had said, whether it was social status, family background, ability, or appearance, he was perfectly matched with Han Huaixiao.

 

Han Huaixiao, meanwhile, had no idea what Xia Hang was thinking.

 

He and Zhong Boxuan went to the cafeteria together to pick up dinner. He had intended to make it clear that he had no romantic interest, but Zhong Boxuan remained perfectly polite throughout the conversation and never hinted at anything beyond ordinary friendliness. It would have been awkward for Han Huaixiao to reject feelings that had never been expressed.

 

So the two simply packed the food and returned to the hospital room.

 

After dinner, Han Huaixiao drove his grandmother back to the Han family’s residence in Lang City. As they entered, his younger cousin, Han Mingxiao, had just returned as well. The moment he saw Han Huaixiao, he greeted him with a mocking smile: “Well, well. Look who finally decided to show up.”

 

Han Huaixiao responded by casually jabbing him with an elbow, saying, “You knew Grandma was coming. Why didn’t you tell me in advance?”

 

“Why should I?” Han Mingxiao dodged the blow. “I’m worked to death at the company while you dumped all the responsibilities that should’ve been yours onto me and happily went off to be a homicide detective. Honestly, I’d love for you to marry Zhong Boxuan. With his abilities, he could take over the company, and I’d gladly hand him my Vice President position.”

 

“I didn’t dump anything on you,” Han Huaixiao snorted. “You were the one who insisted on making that bet. Don’t blame me for losing.”

 

“If you hadn’t set me up, would I have lost?!” Han Mingxiao glared at him.

 

Watching the two grandsons bicker, Deng Shu’an laughed: “One is thirty-two, the other thirty-one! You’re both well into your thirties, yet you start throwing punches the moment you meet. Aren’t you afraid people will laugh at you?”

 

Han Huaixiao smoothed down his younger cousin’s ruffled temper, coaxed his grandmother into going back to her room to rest, and only then headed home. When he opened the front door, the motion-sensor lights came on.

 

He glanced around. The living room was empty, and Xia Hang’s bedroom door was closed. He walked over, intending to knock and ask about the results of the follow-up examination, but then he noticed the time.

 

It was already midnight.

 

Xia Hang usually went to bed around eleven. Not wanting to wake him, Han Huaixiao lowered his hand and returned to his own room.

 

Xia Hang had indeed gone to bed earlier than usual, but sleep refused to come. A dull ache weighed on his heart, and he kept wondering whether Han Huaixiao would even come home tonight.

 

Then he found himself wondering what Han Huaixiao thought of Zhong Boxuan.

 

So when he finally heard the sound of the front door opening, his heart eased a little. But even so, he still couldn’t fall asleep.

 

The next morning, Han Huaixiao got up as usual, exercised in the home gym for half an hour, took a shower, and only then did Xia Hang get out of bed. The two sat down at the breakfast table.

 

Noticing the dark circles beneath Xia Hang’s eyes, Han Huaixiao asked, “You went to bed so early last night. Why do you still have dark circles?”

 

“I didn’t sleep well.”

 

“How were the follow-up results?”

 

“They were good.”

 

Even after breakfast, on the drive to the Municipal Bureau, Xia Hang remained distracted. Several times he wanted to ask whether Han Huaixiao had gone on a blind date with Zhong Boxuan yesterday, and how it had gone. But every time, remembering the position he was in now, he swallowed the question.

 

Han Huaixiao glanced at him several times. Finally, he reached over and placed a hand against Xia Hang’s forehead, asking, “What’s wrong with you? You’ve looked listless all morning. Do you have a fever?”

 

Pretending to adjust his sitting position, Xia Hang shifted slightly, letting the movement brush his forehead lightly against Han Huaixiao’s palm.

 

“No. I just didn’t sleep well. I’ll be fine after I catch up on sleep.”

 

“Then get some rest.”

 

After arriving at the Municipal Bureau, Han Huaixiao sent Zhang Tianhua and Ling Yue to interrogate Liao Yongqing, who looked quite exhausted. But faced with another round of questioning, he was far more cooperative this time.

 

“Liao Yongqing, I’ll ask you one more time. After the ship docked, what were you and Bao Qinglong doing during those two hours?” Zhang Tianhua asked.

 

“The boatswain had hidden some cigarettes,” Liao Yongqing answered. “I helped him move them.”

 

“It took two hours to move some cigarettes?”

 

“The paperwork wasn’t finished, so we couldn’t leave the ship anyway. Since we’d have to wait regardless, after helping him move them, we just slacked off together for a while.”

 

“Everything you say here can be used as evidence in court.” Zhang Tianhua stared at him. “Are you certain it was cigarettes you helped him move?”

 

“I’m certain.”

 

“Liao Yongqing, do you know what Xin Rong did to your daugh…” Ling Yue leaned forward, but Zhang Tianhua discreetly stepped on his foot, cutting him off.

 

“Liao Yongqing, other than helping Bao Qinglong move those cigarettes, have you ever done anything else illegal with him? If you confess now, the law will consider your cooperation. Think about your elderly mother and your daughter before you answer.”

 

At the last sentence, Liao Yongqing suddenly looked up at him. The two held each other’s gaze for a few seconds, then Liao Yongqing lowered his head. His eyes had turned red.

 

After a long pause, he answered quietly, “No. That’s all.”

 

After leaving the interrogation room, Ling Yue looked at Zhang Tianhua in confusion, asking, “Brother Hua, why did you stop me? Why wouldn’t you let me tell him what Xin Rong did to Liao Wenwen? If he knew Xin Rong not only slept with his wife but also assaulted his daughter, he’d probably snap and confess everything!”

 

“He worked for Bao Qinglong, and Bao Qinglong answered to Xin Rong,” Zhang Tianhua sighed. “Liao Yongqing probably didn’t even know who Xin Rong was…” He paused before continuing, “His wife betrayed him, and now she’s dead. If we tell him that she also helped another man assault their daughter… he’ll completely break down.”

 

“Man… being a husband like him is just miserable.” Ling Yue let out a long sigh.

 

When Han Huaixiao learned that Liao Yongqing’s statement matched Bao Qinglong’s, that they had merely been moving cigarettes, he fell silent for a moment before giving his orders.

 

“Transfer his case to Customs. Inform them to issue only a fine for the smuggled cigarettes, then release him.”

 

“Once Customs lets him go, assign two officers to keep him under constant surveillance. If he makes any unusual moves, report immediately.”

 

“Understood.”

 

After being released, Liao Yongqing returned to his old home. The moment he walked through the door and saw his mother, who seemed to have aged ten years overnight, and his daughter, he could no longer hold back. He hugged both of them and burst into tears.

 

Grandma Liao finally broke down as well. Holding Wenwen tightly, she sobbed uncontrollably: “That woman wasn’t human… Wenwen has already suffered enough. How could she be so heartless toward her own daughter… My poor granddaughter… why is your life so bitter…”

 

Hearing that, Liao Yongqing felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He immediately took his mother’s phone into the bedroom and dialed a number. After a short while, a woman’s voice answered.

 

“What is it?”

 

His eyes bloodshot with rage, Liao Yongqing roared, “You knew all along that he was sleeping with my wife and abusing my daughter?!”

 

“I didn’t.”

 

“You’re his secretary! How could you not know?!”

 

“Even if I knew, I couldn’t have stopped him. I’m just an employee, just like you. Now that he’s dead, he got what he deserved. Calm down.”

 

“That’s my daughter! How am I supposed to calm down?!”

 

“What do you want to do then?” The woman remained unnervingly calm. “Tell the police what you’ve done? Don’t be stupid.”

 

“If you tell the police everything you’ve done, do you really think you’d still be able to see your daughter and your elderly mother alive?”

 

“Are you threatening me?” Liao Yongqing’s voice trembled.

 

“I’m not threatening you; I’m just telling you the facts. If you want those two to stay safe, you’d better keep your mouth shut.”

 

The call ended, and Liao Yongqing collapsed onto the edge of the bed. A while later, Wenwen called to him from outside: “Daddy! Daddy!”

 

He walked out, spent some time putting together a jigsaw puzzle with her, then hugged her tightly. Turning to his mother, he said, “Mom, I’m going over there for a bit. I need to pick up a few things.”

 

“What things?” Grandma Liao frowned. “If you can buy them again, just buy new ones! Don’t go back there. That place only brings bad luck.”

 

“…I should still go.” Liao Yongqing hesitated.

 

“Fine. But come straight back after you get them. Don’t stay there.”

 

“Okay.”

 

…………………..

 

Near the end of the workday, Xia Hang received a call from his friend, Su Cheng.

 

“Off work yet?”

 

“What’s up?”

 

“Nothing much. If you’re free, let’s have dinner.”

 

Normally, Xia Hang would probably have arranged another day, but today he didn’t want to be alone with Han Huaixiao. So when work ended, he simply sent Han Huaixiao a message before leaving the Municipal Bureau.

 

He had assumed Su Cheng had picked an ordinary restaurant. Instead, the taxi stopped in front of an elegant private restaurant known for its excellent privacy. By the time Xia Hang entered, Su Cheng had already arrived. Forcing himself to smile, Xia Hang joked, “Did you get a huge bonus this month?”

 

“Not bad,” Su Cheng smiled. “What do you want to eat? Go ahead and order.”

 

So Xia Hang ordered three dishes without holding back, while Su Cheng added another dish and a soup. After dinner, Xia Hang poured him a cup of tea, asking, “All right, tell me. Why did you ask me out?”

 

“…”

 

Su Cheng finally pulled a stack of documents and photographs from his backpack and pushed them across the table. The moment Xia Hang saw the words Yuyou Welfare Institute on the documents, he looked up at Su Cheng in surprise.

 

“Earlier this year,” Su Cheng explained, “I went there to do an interview and discovered they don’t allow volunteers to work inside the orphanage. I asked Director Shen Bing why.”

 

“He said volunteers usually stay only a month or two, six months at most. Once the children become attached to them, the volunteers leave. After being disappointed over and over again, the children get hurt, so he simply stopped allowing volunteers in.”

 

“At first, I thought that made sense.”

 

“But while organizing my interview notes, something kept bothering me. The number of children at the orphanage didn’t add up.”

 

“Years of working in journalism told me something was wrong, so I started investigating in secret, but… the deeper I dug, the more convinced I became that Shen Bing refused volunteers because he was afraid someone would notice what was really happening.”

 

“I also discovered that Shen Bing himself is nothing like the saint the public believes him to be. Everyone says he’s full of compassion and treats the children at the orphanage even better than his own daughter.”

 

“But he doesn’t just have one daughter. He also has a mistress, and five years ago, she gave birth to twin boys. She lives in Thailand with the twins.”

 

“They own a mansion there, have a live-in nanny and a bunch of maids, and the boys attend an excellent international kindergarten. There’s no way Shen Bing’s legitimate income could support all of that.”

 

“…”

 

“Do his wife and daughter know?” Xia Hang asked.

 

“They probably don’t.”

 

As Xia Hang flipped through the documents, he asked, “How did you get all this?”

 

“I disguised myself and snuck in, secretly photographed everything.” He paused. “Have you ever heard of the urban legend called the ‘Nightmare Cruise’ on the high seas?”

 

“Because it sails in international waters, it’s outside any country’s legal jurisdiction. And because everything happens at sea, crimes committed onboard can disappear without a trace. The most horrifying part is organ trafficking…”

 

“I originally planned to keep investigating by myself, thinking that if this story broke, it’d be huge. But when I realized Shen Bing might be connected to people in Myanmar, I knew I couldn’t afford to keep investigating this slowly.”

 

“The police have to get involved.”

 

“I’ll take these straight back to Han Huaixiao.” Xia Hang immediately stood, but Su Cheng suddenly said, “Xia Hang… I’m going to confess my feelings to Xiaoyu.”

 

“Don’t worry.” Xia Hang understood the hidden meaning immediately. “I won’t tell anyone these documents came from you.”

 

“Go then,” Su Cheng patted him on the shoulder. “I’ll stay and finish the food.”

 

The moment Xia Hang left the restaurant, he called Han Huaixiao, asking, “Where are you?”

 

Hearing something unusual in Xia Hang’s tone, Han Huaixiao immediately answered, “I’m still at the bureau. What happened?”

 

“I’m coming back to see you now.”

 

When Xia Hang returned to the Municipal Bureau, he handed over the documents and photographs. After only a quickglance through them, Han Huaixiao immediately knew where they had come from.

 

“Su Cheng?”

 

“Yeah.” Xia Hang nodded. “But he doesn’t want anyone to know.”

 

“Don’t worry. We’ll protect his identity.” Han Huaixiao closed the folder. “With these documents, together with the evidence we’ve already collected, we have enough to arrest Shen Bing.”

 

But the moment he finished speaking, his phone rang.

 

“Captain Han…” It was Zhang Tianhua.

 

Something terrible had happened.

 

“Liao Yongqing is dead.”

……………………………..