Jiang Minghao, who was confined in the confinement room, sat cross-legged for three days and three nights. The water and rice had not entered, and the breath of the whole person was also inaudible, as if he had entered the realm of nothingness.
"Chief, he won't commit suicide on a hunger strike, right?" a major asked the lieutenant colonel next to him.
"Hehe, you look down on this kid too much, even if he doesn't know that Zhao Changming is the son of Zhao Ritian, a business tycoon, doesn't he still know the seriousness of fighting against his comrades? And it's a patrol sentry. According to this kid's courage, what? Maybe suicide?" The lieutenant colonel analyzed.
"Chief, what is he doing? It's been three days, this kid won't die, right?" The major asked timidly. Jiang Minghao hasn't interrogated yet, and there is no investigation report on the whole matter. If they died for no reason while in custody, they could not escape the blame.
"No." The lieutenant colonel squinted and looked at Jiang Minghao, who was under surveillance. His chest was still undulating. Although the height of the undulations was too small to be ignored, he still couldn't escape the eyes of the lieutenant colonel. "From my point of view, He is practicing kung fu, and he is internal kung fu, but I haven't seen the specific practice."
"Chief, I heard that he is the son of the former Sabre Special Forces Captain Cheetah. It's no wonder that he has such skill and courage." In fact, Zhao Changming's popularity in the army is not very good. If it weren't for the face of the Zhao family business giant, it would be early Someone beat him up.
"Xiao Liu, don't forget your identity. You are a picket. You must be fair and impartial. You can't influence law enforcement because of your own selfish desires." The lieutenant colonel heard a hint of gloat in the tone of the major named Xiao Liu, and turned his head seriously. Criticized, and looked at Jiang Minghao in the surveillance: "Three meals a day are delivered according to the highest standards of soldiers. At least until the matter is investigated, he is still our comrade."
"Yes." Xiao Liu heard what the lieutenant colonel meant. Although the chief yelled fairness, his last command was actually biased towards Jiang Minghao.
A week later, Jiang Minghao finally "woke up". The first thing he did when he woke up was to eat. After eating, he fell asleep. He woke up the next day, facing the wall for a while. Punching and kicking, tossing soaked all over, falling asleep, this crazy behavior, Jiang Minghao continued for a month, his behavior really shocked everyone.
"Chief, this kid won't be locked up mad, right?"
Some people even began to doubt Jiang Minghao's mental condition, but when everyone was talking about it, Jiang Minghao's actions made the pickets surprised. This kid somehow found the invisible camera in the room and slammed his two middle fingers up at the camera.
"Grass, this kid has a see-through eye, how did he find the camera?" one of the pickets yelled.
Looking at Jiang Minghao's contemptuous expression on the monitor screen, suddenly, a strange sound came from the monitor speaker.
"Quickly, amplify the voice and listen to what he says." The surveillance soldier commanded the lieutenant colonel.
But when they heard what Jiang Minghao said, they couldn't wait to choke this kid to death.
"I'm standing in the confinement room, wishing to sway my heartache, looking at the roof, the clouds are moving in all directions..."
All the pickets of the provinces and military districts present were all covered with black lines. This kid is at this time, and he still wants to sing, and his voice is deliberately low. They can’t hear what Jiang Minghao is saying, the more they will listen carefully. That’s interesting. The more the song will be noticed by them.
"Hmph, just like him, I guess he is not crazy if we are crazy." The lieutenant colonel said with a cold snort, "Xiao Zhang, he will add more salt to his food in the future."
In fact, everyone present at the scene could see that the picket of this provincial military district commander deliberately took care of Jiang Minghao. His daily exercise and sweating would lose a lot of salt in his body and increase the salt in food, which would be beneficial to him instead of harm.
Now the whole situation is like Jiang Minghao sings, it is really moving in all directions.
At this time, in Zhao Ritian’s villa in the capital:
"Hello, Mr. Zhao, I am the dean of Nancheng Artillery Academy. This time I am here about Jiang Minghao assaulting his comrades..."
"Humph," Zhao Ritian snorted coldly before Lu Hongfeng finished speaking. He glanced sideways at the star on his shoulder and scolded, "Is Chief Lu commanding me today as a chief?" Zhao Ritian was in his father's place. After his death, he seemed to be more dependent on money. He even felt that money could solve everything, so he made no secret of his inner thoughts.
"No, no, Mr. Zhao misunderstood. I came here this time mainly to discuss with Mr. Zhao in my own capacity. As you know, I am the dean of Jiang Minghao, so this time, I am only acting as a teacher. Come here." Lu Hongfeng still said in a polite and respectful manner. He knew that, after all, he represented the face of the entire Long Kingdom soldiers, so his attitude was very humble, but he didn't expect Zhao Ritian in front of him to kick his nose and face.
"Oh, if that's the case, then I'm going to ask Teacher Lu, how did you teach students? Does your teacher teach students to fight?" Zhao Ritian avoided Lu Hongfeng's identity directly, believing that he behaved like a teacher and criticized Lu Hongfeng, but Lu Hongfeng still replied with a modest appearance:
"Yes, yes, what Mr. Zhao taught is that our teachers did not do a good job in education in this respect."
"Well, that's it." Zhao Ritian started to drink tea from the teacup in front of him. He didn't even pour a cup of water to Lu Hongfeng, but Lu Hongfeng still accompanies the smiling face, quietly waiting for Zhao Ritian to let go. Fortunately, this matter was left alone, but Zhao Ritian never spoke, and Lu Hongfeng asked directly in a hurry:
"Then Mr. Zhao, look at this matter..."
"This matter?" Zhao Ritian is a tycoon in the business world. His talent lies in his ability to perceive people's hearts. He immediately rushed to talk: "Didn't Mrs. Lu just talk about this matter? Since it is a child fighting, I am a natural parent. Try to be fair for your children."
His meaning was very clear, and he would never let it go. Lu Hongfeng, who had been suffocating his stomach, finally got angry and stood up abruptly and cursed:
"The surname Zhao, do you think you have two money to be great? I tell you, Zhao Changming is now a soldier, and what he does represents the army, the country, you are the father, yes, but don’t forget, the law of the country is greater than the rules of the family. , How to deal with it, it’s not your turn, Mr. Zhao, to decide on your behalf! Humph!"
After Lu Hongfeng finished speaking, he turned around and left the villa, looking at the resolute back, Zhao Ritian's eyes narrowed into a gap. He touched his chin and began to calculate. He knew that revenge for his son would never be possible. To make a fuss from a military and political perspective, one can only use social moral standards to create momentum and avenge his son.
Immediately, the people he sent to Nancheng found the six gangsters who were seriously injured and hospitalized by Jiang Minghao, and secretly brought them back to the capital. They were delicious and delicious, and even Jiang Minghao peeed in the well when he was a child and took a peek. The messy things like the girl's bathing were all investigated. Zhao Ritian's idea was simple. In order to avenge his son, even if Jiang Minghao was ruined, he would not hesitate.
But this incident happened in Long Zhiwen’s Border City Military Region. As the commander, he was naturally obliged to change major issues into smaller ones. However, it is best to turn small issues into smaller ones. Zhiwen was about to go to the capital to be a lobbyist, but the room leaked in the night rain. Just as Long Zhiwen was about to leave, he received a call.
"Hey, Commander Long, I suggest you leave it alone." A cold female voice came through the earpiece, which really shocked Long Zhiwen, which meant that she had to give up Jiang Minghao. How could this be possible?
"Captain Ouyang, are you sure?" Long Zhiwen asked suspiciously. He didn't believe that the country would not take care of the children of a military family, the descendants of heroes. If this were the case, it would be too chilling.
"Commander Long, I can only tell you that the high-level team is playing a chess game, a big chess game. I know what you are thinking, but I can only tell you so much." Ouyang Jin's voice is no longer so cold.
"Then Jiang Minghao deserves to be an abandoned son in this game? My old squad leader has already contributed his son and daughter-in-law to the motherland. Isn't even his only grandson, the last sustenance of his contribution, sacrificed for free?" Long Zhiwen's voice was a little choked, and he even wondered if he had agreed to Lu Hongfeng at that time to accept Jiang Minghao's internship.
"Lao Long." Ouyang Jin suddenly changed her name, which meant that what she said next was purely from the bottom of her heart, only listening to her changing her previous spicy style and speaking softly.
"You and I are also considered old acquaintances. To tell the truth, when we put on this uniform, it is no longer for personal emotional honor and disgrace, let alone for our own small family, everything of us, including ours Life belongs to our motherland. When the blade is pointed, we must be invincible, and we will die."
Listening to her words, Long Zhiwen remained silent, yes, as a soldier, how can he have his own home? Our home is the motherland. This is why Long Zhiwen spent half his life in the army and never married a wife and had children. He did not want to have too many ties to himself for the country and the people.
Ouyang Jin paused and continued:
"The Zhao family will definitely make a fuss about this matter. You know how big his financial and influence is. A trafficker can actually intervene in related incidents with money. So what we do now is to be a man."
"What are you talking about?" Long Zhiwen couldn't help it anymore, yelling, "He's my soldier, don't you let me just watch this kid die like this?"
"Commander Long!" Hearing Long Zhiwen's temper tantrum, Ouyang Jin said suddenly and solemnly:
"Don’t forget that he is not only Jiang Jianguo’s grandson, but also the son of the cheetah Jiang Yaoguo. He is also a soldier of our motherland. Whether he is dead or alive is up to him. If he is a dragon, he will be proud for nine days. Xiaotiandi······"
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Long Zhiwen hung up the phone violently because he was unable to refute Ouyang Jin’s words, but he didn’t want to watch Jiang Minghao at the mercy of others. Although he knew that this kid was well versed in psychological warfare, it was just a psychological aspect. A little bit of fur, for the scheming men and women who are in the business world, his little thing is not even worthy of carrying shoes.
"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang, where the hell is your kid?"
Long Zhiwen yelled outside the door, and suddenly the security guard Xiao Zhang's voice came from behind him:
"Commander, I've been here all the time, you..."
"You fucking shit." Long Zhiwen interrupted directly. He was an unreasonable mad dog at this time, catching someone and biting someone. "Would you not snorting in the back? Sincere and I can't get along!"
Xiao Zhang also had a helpless expression. He has been with Long Zhiwen for three years. The commander's temper is clear. It is also the first time to see Long Zhiwen's fierce temper. It seems that he really put Jiang Minghao in his heart. , So I didn’t care, and asked:
"Commander, you just called me, did you make a decision?"
"I have a bean on his mother's shoulder. He can decide to fart, go, and go to the confinement room with me. I have to talk to Jiang Minghao."