On Thursday afternoon, Qiao was listening to the class in the classroom. A deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom. After whispering to the professor in the class, he walked gently to Qiao and told him in a whisper that Master Qiao was calling. Call, let him return home in the evening, tomorrow is General Ling Haoran's "July 7" death day.
After class, Qiao walked out of the classroom lazily. During this period of time, there was no Ling Jianfei by his side, and he always seemed to be missing something in his heart, and he couldn't lift the energy.
Yan'er pushed up on her heels, and asked him if there was anything wrong with the Deputy Director of the Academic Affairs Office running in person. When Qiao told her, Yan'er immediately said that she would also go, and Ling Jianfei was not at home. As his good friend, both of them had to go.
After Qiao agreed, he dragged her to a place where no one was there and asked her if Ling Jianfei had given her a letter. Yan'er was so angry that she immediately pouted, and Joe had to coax her again, but was puzzled: "He has been away for many days. There is no reason why I should not write a letter. Even if I am angry I haven't been with him. To join the army, he must send you a letter, unless he is determined to quit."
With a snort in her nostril, Yan'er said, "You want to be beautiful. However, it really doesn't seem to make sense. At least he hasn't been on the front line yet. It's still a long time to practice. Annoying!"
When the school bell rang, Qiao and Yaner ran out of the classroom one after another. Yaner jumped on Qiao's bicycle, pinched his waist and giggled all the way out of the school gate. When the bicycle was riding through the front door of the Li Ji red-oiled beef grocery store, Qiao Mou was going down to grab a bowl, and Yan'er slammed his back to dry, for fear that she would grow a face of youthful lumpy beans again. Qiao had to follow her, but pretended to be angry that he would never take her home by bike again.
Yaner stabbed a pink fist in his waist, "Dare you", the bike shook, almost shook Yaner out of the car, screaming followed by her giggles all the way, moisturizing Qiao Mou's eyes narrowed.
Early the next morning, Yan'er knocked on the door of Qiao's Mansion. This was the first time she had come. When the two broke up yesterday, Qiao sent her to the army. If she didn't ask him to go to Ling's Mansion in the morning, he would never go. The smart Yan'er can't see through his mind, just want to show how beautiful a girlfriend she is in front of his family.
Sure enough, an old man who opened the door told her that the young master of his house was still lying on the bed, and the figure in the middle hall flickered, and a rich woman swayed and hit the patio. She yelled from a distance: "Oh, where is this? The little beauty who looks like a flower in the family is looking for my Binwa, shouldn’t it be Yaner, my Binwa is in my ears all day long talking about you as the best beauty in the world, tusk tusk, it’s really like going up and down a painting You’re pretty, let me take a good look."
As he said, he came forward and grabbed Yan'er's hand, with a head swaying from side to side and blinking two thick bloody lips.
When walking on the way to Ling's Mansion, Yan'er described it to Qiao Mou so angry that he almost ran the car into a tree. This is the same with Yan'er, without any scruples that there is a Master Joe sitting in the back seat. But Master Qiao seemed to prefer to listen again, and he even laughed out loud, and Yaner simply put on Qiao's ear and whispered, "You two seem to be all the same."
She was threatening to retaliate against him when he broke up last night.
The excitement caused Qiao's forehead to get hot, and he turned his head and shouted at Master Qiao: "There is still a smile on his face. Others thought the bull was chasing the cow with joy!"
Yan'er was overjoyed and knocked the glass window with her head.
As soon as the car with laughter drove into the Lingfu compound, Qiao and Yan'er opened their eyes together, and a phantom appeared in front of them. Ling Jianfei, dressed in casual clothes, was standing on the steps and bowed his hands to the people from all walks of life who came to pay homage to them. .
The two hesitated to get off the car, Yan'er screamed: "Jianfei, why are you back?"
Ling Jianfei smiled and walked up, first arched his hand to Master Qiao, and Fang said to the two: "The two are here. Why shouldn't I be at home? It's a fuss." He stepped forward and hugged Qiao. , Seemingly sighed: "I know how to be stunned when we are together, and I just missed it after a few days of kung fu."
Patting his back, Qiao also said sincerely: "Me too, I'm lonely everywhere, it's really boring, if it weren't for Yan'er always arguing behind him, I would want to go to Wutai Mountain where my master would simply become a monk. Forget it as a monk."
Ling Jianfei smiled and said, "When a monk has wine, drinks, cards, and chicks?"
Qiao complained: "I'm still talking about playing cards. These days, without your cooperation, I can't win the money, so I avoid Yan'er."
Yana also said, "That's it, it made me lose face."
A true good friend only needs a few simple words, and all the knots will be solved. When the three people were sitting at the same table and eating, Qiao and Yan'er both pestered Ling Jianfei to talk about the team.
Ling Jianfei first joked to keep secret, but after being ridiculed by the two for a while, he stood at attention every day for a while. Yan'er played the old pouting way, and Ling Jianfei had to coax her into making up a nonsense. Yan'er naturally refused to believe it, so Qiao made a round for Ling Jianfei, saying that he must have gone to a terrific confidential unit, so don't make it difficult for him.
The sky gradually dimmed, and because Ling Jianfei had to return to the team, Qiao and Yan'er took his father farewell, who was still talking with the eldest lady. Presumably out of Ling Jianfei's sight, Qiao Mou suddenly parked the car on the side of the road with a plate, begging his father to say that he had to use a car for something, and it was not safe on the dark road, so he asked him to hire a car to take Yan'er home.
Master Qiao has always been accustomed to this precious son, so he naturally agreed. Yan'er quit, and he must personally take her home. Qiao Mou was worried that she would continue to linger and make a mistake, so he resorted to aggressive action, saying that he should hire a car and let his father drive her.
Girls, of course, it’s the last thing you want boys to say that she is ignorant, especially Yana, who is in an ambiguous relationship with Joe somewhere, and there is no reason to carry on acting like a baby in front of him. The annoyance didn't mean much, so I had to pout my mouth and get out of the car.
Annoyingly, when Master Qiao got out of the car, he secretly gave his son a thumbs up and praised him for dealing with girls. It happened that Yan'er saw her again, stomped her feet, whimpered, "I haven't seen the two of you put your hands together to bully a girl", and ran away.
Qiao yelled at the old man, "Hurry up," and he hurried away. Qiao Mou blew the whistle and started the car to make a 180-degree bend in the middle of the road and drove towards Ling Mansion.
In the dark, an American jeep drove to the gate of Ling Mansion, and Ling Jianfei waved to the relatives who were seeing off and boarded the car. Qiao started the car to follow up, not far away, and found that the jeep was not heading towards the train station. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he could catch it now.
A new recruit can visit his home in only half a month after he has joined the army, and he has a car to pick him up. When talking about the army, he is mysterious and secretive. It's evil!
The car left the city and drove towards Gele Mountain. The crowds were getting thinner.
Fearing to be discovered, Qiao didn't dare to go too far, so he had to put him far behind. When the current car entered Gele Mountain and drove towards the hinterland, Qiao was more and more surprised. What kind of unit he had to hide in the mountain. The car in front entered a section of mountain road without street lights. He dared not drive the lights. With his super eyesight, he followed in the dark, nervous and curious, and unknowingly followed, he hadn't noticed.
A checkpoint appeared ahead, the jeep slowed down, and a hand was extended from the window, as if some kind of identification was handed out, and the car was able to drive in.
Qiaomou got out of the car and looked from a distance, except for the faint lights, and saw nothing.
Do you want to go back home or go to find out? Qiao was hesitating when he suddenly found several dark shadows on both sides of the path approaching him, and he was shocked that he might have overplayed. It now seems that Ling Jianfei's unit must be classified as confidential, otherwise he would not invite some unpredictable danger just after he appeared, because the cold light of the barrel was already reflected in his pupils.
Is it to run or to catch it with one's hands? He was confident that the few people in front of him couldn't help himself, whether they had guns or not. But when this happens, things get worse, and it's not good for oneself.
So, he pretended to be okay and walked into the car. Just when he opened the car door, the people who were besieged might think he was going to run, and they came out of the grass, shouting "Don't move, raise your hands." The muzzles of several black holes were aimed at the chest and aimed at the head.
On one side, Joe raised his hand and said, "Who are you? I just came to see the scenery. Is this also guilty?"
The two soldiers rushed up without saying a word, stretched out their hands and touched him all over, then shouted "Follow us", guns pointed at his waist and eyes.
"Then my car"
"You have no chance to touch it, go!"
Qiao asked "What do you mean?" His muzzle poked his waist and eyes a pain, and he had to be escorted into the mountain pass where Ling Jianfei had just walked in, still muttering in his heart, all because of curiosity.
Along the way, I couldn't see a single figure, and it was chillingly quiet.
As he walked, Qiao had a thought suddenly in his mind: Since he is a confidential unit, why not blindfold him so that he is not afraid of secrets leaking out? If his thinking at this moment is even a little bit deep on the word secrecy, and not so naive, I am afraid that he will be scared into a cold sweat.
But this cold sweat, when he was escorted to a colonel officer, when he heard a sudden sentence from the soldier who escorted him, it also came out after a while.
"Reporting director, we caught a Japanese spy."
"I'm not!" He was so frightened that the three souls went two and a half souls, making a big joke.
The director stretched out his snow-white gloved hand and brushed his face: "Isn't there any cold sweat on his face? Scared!"
Then coldly said to the escorted soldier: "Let the law enforcement team come, drag him to the mountain and die!"
Qiao Mou struggled and yelled: "Why? I strayed into your land at most, so why did you shoot me? You are killing me!"
The director shouted: "I shouted again to block your mouth and make you a dumb ghost. No matter if you accidentally break into it, it doesn't matter if you are really Japanese, you only have one word here, kill!" At the moment of life and death, there was an inspiration. Qiao said, "You can't shoot me. I am General Ling Haoran's nephew. His biological son Ling Jianfei is here with you. You can call him to testify for me."
The director seemed taken aback. "You said you are General Ling's nephew? Go and call Ling Jianfei for me personally!"
Not much time before, Ling Jian flew over, and when he saw Qiao, he shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "What are your nerves and come here? You are looking for death!"
The director shouted: "Ling Jianfei, what are you doing to bring the spy here? If he is looking for death, you are not looking for death? Come here, tie me together!"
With a coincidence, Qiao broke free from the soldier who had grabbed him, stopped in front of Ling Jianfei, and yelled at the director: "I did the thing. It doesn't matter to him if it comes to me. "
Pushing him away, Ling Jianfei said to the director: "Director, he has followed me, but I didn't detect it. If you let him go, I will bear everything."
The director shook his head and said: "You told the rules here when you came in. You can't escape the responsibility of bringing in the spies. Don't blame me for not being affectionate. If you kill him, I will settle accounts with you."
After walking two steps in front of him, Ling Jianfei distinguished again: "Director, he is indeed not a spy, you know Uncle Wang Yan, and he can testify."