According to the passenger number, the girl who was supposed to be sitting in the 4L open space transfer cabin, at this time, was already in a medium-sized bus with old-fashioned energy and a pungent smell, and was on her way to the Qinglong Mountain military-controlled area. .
The wretched middle-aged uncle was still sitting beside her. Zhang Xiaomeng looked at the pristine scenery outside the window, and was silent for a long time. She wondered whether she was thinking about her past innocence or whether she was thinking about the impact of her death on her parents far away in Linhai... and Xu Le.
The old-fashioned passenger car kept undulating on the mountain road, and the middle-aged man had a straw hat on his face, but he seemed to enjoy the rhythm. He is very familiar with the road that surrounds the four states and enters the mountain. Even if he closes his eyes, he knows where the bus has traveled. Maybe he was a little thirsty, the middle-aged uncle took off his straw hat, opened the kettle he carried with him and took a sip of water, only then did he notice the startled look of the girl beside him.
The slightly messy bangs on her forehead, caught in the dust and sweat in the mountains, looked a little embarrassed, and the girl's ruddy face had a touch of sadness. He looked at the young face quietly and smiled slightly. He has dealt with people all his life, so a few years ago, he dared to go to the Double Moon Festival dance alone and have face-to-face negotiations with representatives of the federal elite. He is very good at looking at people, so he is very satisfied with Zhang Xiaomeng At this time, a young man who is loyal to his beliefs and who has suffered great setbacks will surely mature rapidly and become an indispensable fresh force in the great cause in the future.
The future of the revolutionary army will depend on these young people.
Seeing that he had woken up, Zhang Xiaomeng lowered his eyes slightly and asked softly, "If I'm going to die, what about the Charter Bureau's files?"
"Being able to think of this problem proves that you have made a lot of progress in the professional direction." The uncle said with a smile: "No one can change the data on the computer in the Charter Bureau, but there are always links and links between data reaching government departments. There are people, as long as there are people, there is a way... I'm an old guy who has a special way to deal with people."
"Why did you personally arrange for me to leave?" Zhang Xiaomeng looked at him. How could the No. 2 figure of the anti-government army come to S1 just because of himself? Although he knew some things about the Medellin Congressman, it was still not enough to explain the problem.
"A traitor appeared at the top of the organization, which has seriously damaged our cause... But as I told you before, I can't change everyone's views on that congressman. After all, to a certain extent, he represents Comrade Shanli. Our public image in the federation... It's just that I think you are innocent in this incident. You are from a good background, but because of your kind heart, you have sympathy for Qinglong Mountain. We should thank young people like you , instead of watching a girl... die in a plot of line struggle and betrayal."
Speaking of which, a faint sadness flashed across the middle-aged uncle's brows. For his ideals and beliefs, he has been fighting in the Federation for many years, but the current situation is becoming more and more worrying. Completely unequal resources, information, and armed forces allow the anti-government army to survive in front of the federal army. Although more and more common people in the Federation are influenced by George Carlinism, they choose to sympathize with the anti-government. Army, but... As Medellin stepped out of the mountains and officially entered the political arena, most of those people's hearts also turned to him, who claimed to be non-violent.
The world in the mountains is about to become an abandoned world. He was an excellent intelligence leader, but not a good political leader. He knew about the undercurrents in the committee, but he couldn't calm them down. After all, Medellín's proposition, although suspected of capitulationism, is attractive in a difficult situation and in the context of the federal government's deliberate tenderness.
In order to compete with the forces of the Medellin faction, Nan Shui, the leader of the anti-government army, had to temporarily give up the armed struggle and instead seek cooperation with certain forces in the federation. Only then did his trip to the Commonwealth, the Double Moon Festival dance, the cooperation with the Tai family, and when Senator Pabble stepped down the gangway of the transport plane... The awe-inspiring look of the wind blowing his jacket .
The middle-aged uncle frowned deeply, like a Sichuan character. All aspects of intelligence, especially the confession of the girl next to him, will be the source of intelligence about the Linhai City Gymnasium assassination incident, as well as the intelligence system that tried to frame the anti-government army afterwards, thereby sabotaging the reconciliation agreement between Pabul and Qinglongshan. The mastermind behind the scenes... pointed to the Medellin Councilor, or the Medellin Councilor.
But he has no evidence, and Zhang Xiaomeng's confession alone will never shake the esteemed Medellin's lofty position in the committee and in the hearts of the people of the four states around the mountains.
What made him even more worried was that Medellin was not stupid, and was extremely rich in political wisdom and experience. Does this committee member not understand that if the armed forces of Qinglong Mountain really perish, then his last servant who can stand on the federal political stage will also disappear? The struggle of political lines is one thing, but after all, both sides are rooted in the same land. If even the land where they stand is scorched, no one will be able to take root...
This question is too far-reaching to think clearly. The middle-aged uncle looked at Zhang Xiaomeng, who was in deep thought beside him, and said with a hint of pity: "For me, there is another very important reason for you to learn by my side and prepare for the future. , that is the relationship between you and Xu Le."
Zhang Xiaomeng glanced at him in surprise, not understanding the importance of her relationship with Xu Le, her brows gradually squeezed together, took a deep breath, and said seriously, "I won't hurt him again. , let alone agree to use him."
"rest assured."
The middle-aged uncle has withdrawn his gaze and began to look at a magazine in his hand with relish, as if talking to himself, as if telling Zhang Xiaomeng, "Xu Le is a sympathizer and is emotionally inclined. Our people... This point can be confirmed from the details of the past few days. All such people are what we want to win, not to mention that he is also a person who can influence Tai Zhiyuan's choice. Maybe one year, maybe five years , maybe longer, as long as you can influence him, it's worth the wait."
The magazine in his hand seems to be some kind of Newsweek, but in fact, on the page, it is a very informative summary of information. At this time, the material on this page is written after Xu Le arrived in Linhaizhou University Town. All details.
The No. 2 figure in the anti-government army, the most successful intelligence chief in the 37th Constitutional Calendar, quietly looked at the file about Xu Le, thinking calmly in his heart that possibility is the most important thing in the development of any business. Basically, Xu Le, a seemingly inconspicuous little person, seems to have more possibilities than any character he met on this trip to the Federation...
How did Xu Le know Tai Zhiyuan? The middle-aged uncle squinted slightly, and his fingers gently rubbed the edge of the straw hat. For the S2 rebels, for those who pay attention to all the subtleties around the Tai family heirs, this is a puzzle. Judging from the archives, Xu Le, a veteran without any relatives and no reason, could never have the opportunity to approach Tai Zhiyuan at Ewha University.
"If it's really H1, why does Xu Le have permission to enter H1? If Xu Le can really enter H1, then the black mecha that suddenly appeared during the visit of the First Military Academy... Is Tai Zhiyuan controlling it? Or is Xu Le in control? If Xu Le is in control, where did he learn that kind of control method?"
The No. 2 leader of the anti-government army smiled and quickly organized and analyzed in his mind. He has been dealing with people all his life, and is an old guy who has a special way to deal with people. At the moment when the cause of the anti-government army is forced to enter a low period, he has already turned his eyes to the future, to the one who is still in the present. Very humble young man.
At this time, Zhang Xiaomeng had turned her head to the side, staring at the scenery outside the window, her eyes gradually crystallized, she missed but firmly stopped missing.
Xu Le's injuries were not completely healed, but he no longer needed 24-hour intensive care. Those unnecessary medical equipment had already left his hospital bed. Experts from the General Hospital of the First Military Region also confirmed that he had epilepsy. It is a non-genic epilepsy caused by external pressure, and the abnormal discharge phenomenon of the cerebral cortex will not cause substantial damage to his body and brain.
So he moved out of the ward and came to the quieter nursing home behind the General Hospital. The living facilities here are more complete, and the hot spring is steaming among the green trees. If it is not summer in the southern hemisphere at this time, maybe he really has the idea of taking a dip. And the TV in the room has no medical control, and all channels are open. It's just that Xu Le is still habitually watching only News Channel and Channel 23. He was not a person who cared about federal affairs, but after escaping from Donglin Region, he had to care about these bizarre encounters.
Just that night, he saw the news of the crash of the spaceship from Hong Kong Xin Ze Airport to S2. To be precise, it was the crash of the air-to-ground transfer cabin. Xu Le's pupils shrank slightly, and his fingers were slightly forced, staring at the clear screen, looking at the names and photos of the passengers that gradually flashed out.
"Zhang Xiaomeng, female..."
Xu Le only heard these four words, and saw the photo on the TV of a girl with a serious expression and wearing black-rimmed glasses, and then there was a buzzing sound in his brain, and he could no longer hear any sound. The mourning announcement was automatically muted, and the picture on the screen began to blur gradually. Without the black-rimmed glasses, the bangs swayed gently in the breeze, with a smile on her brows and eyes, as cute and charming as an elf...
This is Zhang Xiaomeng, the real Zhang Xiaomeng, the news and the photos are all fake.
Xu Le rubbed his eyes, turned off the TV, lay on the bed, covered the quilt, shrank his body, and started to sleep. Although he couldn't sleep, he still started to fall asleep, his eyes were wide open, and his body was shaking slightly. , I suddenly felt that the summer in the southern hemisphere of the S1 planet turned out to be such a low temperature.
Can't sleep in the middle of the night, his mood is like a sad song.
He sat up silently, turned on the TV again, connected to the federal network, and went to the official website of the General Aviation Administration to start inquiries. He moved his fingers away, and lay limply on the bed, staring at the snow-white ceiling and began to stare in a daze.
At this time, how much he hoped that everything he saw in his eyes, like those structural drawings, was a picture that was brought up in his mind, not the real thing. But staring at the snow-white ceiling for a long time, there is no picture in front of me. It turns out... a sleep, can't make the sad news that I heard earlier become fake.
The next day, Xu Le woke up on time according to his biological clock, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and had breakfast. Then he walked into the quiet garden in the morning light, and sat on the slightly cold stone chair, with his hips not touching the ground, in that strange posture. He squatted down on the horse stance taught him by his uncle, and at the same time tasted it carefully and attentively, remembering the trembling in his body, the path of the grief that existed and moved.
The slightly hot trembling represents a mysterious power, which has broken through the area that he used to operate in the Donglin Region, gradually occupying his entire body, prompting each pair of muscle fibers to rub against each other and squeeze each other, Excruciating pain and pleasure.
However, the bitterness was in his heart, and he refused to dissipate in his lips for a long time, making him want to vomit. His face was a little pale, and his eye sockets were a little deep, but the small eyes were outlined a little deep.
In the surrounding woods, there are several bodyguards of Black Hawk Security Company, who are boredly looking at the surrounding environment. Now the situation has calmed down, and their tasks are not as heavy as they were a few days ago. They just don't understand, Xu Le Today's walk seems to be longer than a few days ago.
Xu Le stayed in this quiet garden until noon, and then he said to the staff of the Tai family, and under the secret protection of several bodyguards, he walked out of the convalescence area and came to a family in the living area of the First Military Region. Steakhouse, start with Chinese food.
Before the meal, he handed the waiter a bill and softly asked for one thing.
The knife and fork lightly scratched the delicate surface of the synthetic steak, Xu Le lowered his head and slowly chewed the very uniform meat fibers, never raising his head. Because he didn't dare to look up, he knew that as soon as he looked up, he could see that the seat opposite was empty.
He and Zhang Xiaomeng have eaten together many times in the cafeteria. He is deeply grateful to that girl. He has never left under the strange eyes of those around him because he is an auditor and looks like a poor concierge. .
His first official date with Zhang Xiaomeng was eating steak in a restaurant in Linhaizhou. He was deeply grateful to that girl, who gave him the first heartbeat, first kiss, first kiss, first time in his life. A love, even if it is charity, is the most beautiful charity in the world.
The waiter walked up to him, concealed a suspicious look, and handed over a bag of cookies. After Xu Le thanked him, he tore open the biscuit bag, took out the puppy biscuit inside, and began to stare in a daze.
The first time he and Zhang Xiaomeng met was because of a bag of puppy biscuits.
Xu Le started to eat the biscuits, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
After the uncle died, he once swore that he would never cry again, but today I don't know why, I just couldn't help it, I always felt that my heart was empty and sour, as if it would never happen again. What can fill that empty space, or maybe it was from knowing the news of Zhang Xiaomeng's death last night to the daze in the morning garden this morning, those sour tastes had been lingering for too long and stimulated his tear ducts. .
A well-dressed young man sheds silent tears in a lively restaurant. This is the living area of the First Military Region. There are many soldiers in civilian clothes or military uniforms and their family members and friends. Many people look at the young man crying by the window with sympathy or contempt.
They thought that the young man was crying because of a broken love, but they didn't know that the young man thought he had lost his lover forever.
Wiping away the tears, Xu Le returned to calm, took out a letter from his arms, and began to read it silently and seriously. This letter was written to him by Shi Qinghai before he left. He had read it once, but when he learned about Zhang Xiaomeng's death, he wanted to read it again, because in his opinion, Shi Qinghai and Zhang Xiaomeng In fact, they are all the same people in their bones, those who he does not understand and who are willing to sacrifice something for their ideals.
The last few paragraphs of Shi Qinghai's letter read as follows:
"I used to think I was tired of being a spy, even at the beginning, because of my father's misfortune, I hated the federal government so much... But in such a crack, I felt tired and nervous, So I wanted to give up. It was for this reason that I started trying to break away from the organization, of course the passive kind. I could never betray the organization because I agreed with their philosophy and respected it. But I really I was very tired, so I looked for a lot of opportunities and tried to be a less important person... The conflict at the door of the nightclub was one of my attempts, and I'm sorry that this matter dragged you down."
"However, when I was the most tired and tired, and began to doubt the ideals I once believed in, I personally facilitated the conclusion of the settlement agreement between the organization and MP Pabble, although I was only a link in the middle, never It's absolutely important, but I know I've done a very right thing. It turns out that doing the right thing can still bring some kind of mental pleasure to my numb me."
"But at that time, I still wanted to leave, I didn't want to worry about all the things in the world, I just wanted to drink quietly, sing twenty-seven glasses of wine, have free time on the beach, think about it My poor father, who had never been to the capital in his life, only knew how to take care of that small farm, and eventually died mysteriously."
"However, at this moment, my leader died in front of me. He jumped from a very high building, as if he had jumped into a cloud, but fell to the ground. In many ways, my teacher actually Much like my second father... It's amazing, although I have hatred for that traitor, but I didn't get carried away by this hatred, on the contrary, I looked a lot more awake. Looking at the body of the teacher lying on the roof of the car , I suddenly realized that I was still willing to fight for that ideal back then."
"This ideal is not ridiculous, nor is it something far and unreachable for the people or you and me... We are just trying to make this world a better and fairer place, at least there won't be anything like Taijia, Qijia Everyone, politicians... This kind of existence above the law, at least there are fewer ordinary people in the world who died silently like my father."
"There has never been true fairness in this world. It didn't exist in the imperial power era in the past, nor in the current Xianli era, and it may not really exist in the future. There is no empire, no big triangle, and even I sometimes doubt that Qinglong Maybe not on the other side of the mountain. But what exists, is not all reasonable, and what has not appeared, not all cannot be pursued. Fairness and justice may be very illusory words, but working hard for it is better than being insensitive ."
"There is a vague goal ahead. If you go, you can always reach it. If you don't go, you will never be able to touch it. I have calculated carefully, and I will live at most ninety years old in my life. People always die. In that case, I would rather Die on the path I choose to walk."
"I am writing this letter not to affect you, but because I am lonely in this world, my role is doomed to loneliness, and I want to tell you what I think. I may not reconnect with the organization , because since we are walking on the same path, it doesn’t really matter if we have companions, as long as our efforts are in the same direction.”
"The fairness of this world does not necessarily require sacrificing everything. I have always believed that being a policeman who abides by the law, a lawyer who seeks justice, and a warrior who bravely resists imperial aggression is all about the destiny of the Federation. Positive efforts. You... are a guy with a sense of justice. If you live according to your ideas, even if you can't affect the world, at least you can affect the small environment around you... In this sense, we are partners, we are in this There are many partners in the world."
"Live, then live well, and live with peace of mind, that's enough. Brother, I just go to find peace of mind."
Xu Le folded the letter in silence and put it in his pocket. There was also a business card and a new bank card, which were the most important things in his life. Then he thought of Zhang Xiaomeng from this letter. It was still difficult for him to understand the thoughts of many people in the federation, but after reading Shi Qinghai's letter again, his heart was touched.
People are always going to die, on the path they choose, which may be a kind of happiness. Xu Le thought quietly about Zhang Xiaomeng, the suspicion and anger that he had in the past are not important at this moment.
Xu Le is a very silent and direct person. He does not understand any doctrines or concepts. He is a young man who exists by intuition and intuition. He slowly raised his head and looked at the news playing on the light screen in the dining room.
On the news, Congressman Medellin, the opposition political leader who gave a speech at Capital University, this amiable face, a resolute expression, and a formidable big man is announcing that he will be the running mate of the governor of Jingzhou Ross, participating in the presidential election that starts at the end of the year. .
"If you can become the vice president, wouldn't my woman die in vain?" Xu Le glanced at the news screen for the last time and walked out of the restaurant in silence.