"The street stinks like shit, so you are angry, and you pick up your gun and prepare to kill, Comrade Xu Le, I need to remind you to calm down or say sober, you have only been a federal hero for a few years? What, now Do you feel ashamed to suddenly become a wanted criminal?"
Tai Zhiyuan mocked him mercilessly on the phone: "If you can't stand being scolded for a few words, you feel stinky. In people's minds, you are a hard rock that you can't eat. Become so sensitive? Are you being coaxed by that documentary and those medals to forget your surname?"
"Yes, I do like being a hero."
Xu Le raised her eyebrows wildly and said loudly to the phone, "Young master is just an ordinary person, who the hell is willing to be a fugitive and not a hero? I was nervous when I was illuminated by the flash, but I was actually happy in the dark! I don't see it, but I'm actually pretty beautiful in my heart, why? I bite the bullet and do such a shitty thing, even today's heroes can't?"
"What's the result? What's the result? It turns out that I'm not a fart! I'm still the orphan on Donglin Street back then! That disgraced little fugitive!"
"Do you know what the fuck is the most fucked up thing? The most fucked up thing is that you always thought in your heart that you were carrying some bloody vengeance for a wanted criminal, but he turned out to be a fucking traitor!"
"Then what am I? A little traitor?"
Xu Le smiled nervously, and then cursed softly.
There was a long silence on both ends of the phone, until the automatic water heater in the kitchen sounded the alarm, which awakened the two young men with very complicated emotions.
"Okay, I will pretend that I can understand your current state of mind." Even at this time, Tai Zhiyuan still maintained the restraint and look down on the prince of the Tai family, "But you must calm down immediately and put away those guns. You must Admit that the situation now is different from that year, when Medellin was already preparing to flee, but now your enemy obviously has no desire to flee, which means that there is still a lot of time for you to make judgments.”
Xu Le had calmed down at this time, listened quietly to Tai Zhiyuan's analysis, sighed, and said, "I understand."
"Very good." Tai Zhiyuan said: "You don't need to worry about the legal issues. I'm considering asking those old people from the Judicial Society to come forward and make some articles about the time limit for prosecution. If this article can be done beautifully, then the prosecution will There is no way."
"As for the reaction of the media and the public, I also have arrangements. Colonel Lake is suspected of murdering Commander Zhong. I will choose an appropriate time to release it. In this way, the charges against you will naturally be weakened a lot."
Xu Le listened silently, knowing that when Mochou Houshan's lady was really willing to help him, the predicament he was facing would definitely be effectively alleviated.
"Thank you," he said earnestly.
"You should be thankful." Tai Zhiyuan replied.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Le was stunned for a while, then kicked the box full of firearms back under the sink. When he looked up, he saw that Zou Yu had walked into the kitchen at some point, and was tasting the sauce with relish with a metal fork. Sauce fresh mulberry fillet.
"Do you really have the confidence to use this box of guns to wash the federal government?" Zou Yu used his index finger to lift the strands of hair floating on his cheeks, chewing the sweet and tender fish, and jokingly said vaguely, "I know you are special sometimes. Self-confidence and arrogance, but I really don't know that you have been in the empire for more than a year, and you are so arrogant."
Xu Le smiled and didn't say anything. He beat four imitation eggs into the metal bowl, poured in the cornstarch and began to stir vigorously. The light yellow egg juice spun faster and faster in front of his eyes, gradually obscuring the pupils of his eyes. The picture in.
It was an accurate map of the highest level of the Federation, with four locations marked on it, representing Vice President Byron and other big figures in the government.
With the help of the federal central computer, Xu Le believed that if he carried his head to break in, he might have a chance to wash the federal government again.
After a brief dinner, under the dazzling video lights outside the building, Xu Le began to squinting to watch TV. Zou Yu has returned to the Xishan compound, the lawyers have returned to their homes, the security personnel of Black Hawk are all outside the house, and he is the only one sitting on the sofa alone, watching the complicated news anchors on the light screen. Expressions, those interviewed Donglin residents, with gloomy expressions warning the FBI to the public, watched the guests worry about the impact on federal security when a federal hero and a traitor got involved...
He was a little tired, a little tired, a little tired, and a little unwilling. At this time, he received a call from Zhang Xiaomeng unexpectedly.
The two have not seen each other for a long time since they parted at the Liufengpo Club. The conflict about the old lover on the terrace seemed to make the young men and women feel relieved about their first love, but in fact who can let go? So little contact until this point.
"I've been to the S2 cemetery, and I heard that you and Shi Qinghai both went there the next day? It's a pity that we didn't meet."
"I know that you are in charge of some work now, pay attention to safety." Because the phone is easy to be monitored, Xu Le would not explain that Zhang Xiaomeng was in charge of Qinglong Mountain's intelligence work, and frowned: "Qinglong Mountain is increasingly marginalized. , I'm worried that your committee will go crazy."
"I saw the news."
Zhang Xiaomeng on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, maybe she pushed the black-rimmed glasses, maybe she gently pinched the devil horn hidden in the drawer.
"At school at that time, I always felt that I was carrying a lot of secrets and a lot of pressure, so I had enough reasons to convince myself... Some things are not the most important. Now I know that you were a taciturn but optimistic and cheerful observer at that time. It's actually carrying such a lot of pressure."
"I endure it, so I can hurt you; you endure it, but you are still hurt by me." Zhang Xiaomeng's voice was a little sad, a little buzzing, "Today, the whole federation who saw this news will have My own thoughts... But I only saw you who needed warmth the most at the time, and I was frozen in the end, and I regret it a little."
Xu Le held the microphone in silence for a long time, and his body stood upright, as if standing in front of her. Suddenly, he smiled and said gently, "Dear, we are all still young, and it's too late to regret it."
Later in the night, Jian Shui'er sent a video email. The federal troops that invaded the territory of the Empire are undergoing field rotation work. The Tie 7th Division and the New 17th Division, the two troops that had the heaviest tasks in the first stage of the war, returned to the capital star circle to rest as ordered, while Jian Shui’er was there. The Airborne Brigade of the Federal Fleet is also in the rest sequence. The former national idol and today's beautiful female officer are on their way home.
Before today, only a few people in the entire federation knew Xu Le's secret, the old man, Mrs. Tai, and of course, Jian Shui'er, as the uncle's biological daughter, was the one who knew the story the most.
In the video email, there were two oil stains on her beautiful face. Instead, Jian Shui'er, who looked particularly attractive, did not comfort Xu Le. Instead, with a calm and interesting attitude, he joked about the rapid decline of his reputation. And at the end of the email, he inadvertently mentioned how if it was himself...
After watching the video, Xu Le couldn't help but frowned and laughed in self-deprecating manner. Thinking of the chaos of this day, he realized that there was indeed a problem with his coping. Why did he still seem so angry for something he had already prepared for
Think about Jian Shui'er, if one day in the future, the federal press suddenly reveals that she is the biological daughter of the traitor Yu Feng, and she has half the blood of the empire... What kind of terrifying situation would it be
After another half an hour, Li Xiaotong's call finally came. Xu Le didn't know that under the current situation, the seventh young master needed to think about how long the struggle would take to call him, but since the phone rang, he heard the other party's comfort. The voice of Xu Le felt good after all, a little warm.
At the deepest hour of the night, the phone clasped tightly in his right hand while lying on the sofa slept, and the man's voice was soft and quiet.
"Boss, I saw the news."
"I thought you would call earlier." Xu Le lit a cigarette and took a good breath.
"I don't have time to watch TV now. I only glance at it occasionally when I wake up to change diapers." Magnolia said softly on the other end of the phone, "It looks like it's a little troublesome. You can talk to me if I have something."
He didn't care whether Xu Le was a wanted fugitive, a fugitive, a murderer, a rapist or something. He believed that the members of the seventh group wouldn't care either. They only cared that someone was doing something and how they should get it back.
Xu Le's fingers holding the cigarette froze in the air, remembering what Lao Bai said when he said goodbye on the meadow in the empire, quitting smoking is to have a child... It turns out that he already has a child, yes, as long as he speaks by himself, the girl looks like a bitch This guy will definitely throw the diaper on the wall and rush over with a gun in both hands.
"It's not troublesome, it's easy to handle." He smiled and said, "I'll handle it beautifully."
That was a lie. The situation that Xu Le was facing was already scattered, with dangers and dangers, and the future was bleak with unknowable dangers. However, he didn't know that in Philadelphia, more than a thousand kilometers away, there was a great old man who was speaking the truth with a hoarse voice like a broken pocket and handling some things for him.
Editor-in-chief Bob sucked in the white box of Panax notoginseng specially provided by the military, and his eyes were a little red from the smoke.
He knew very well that this so-called exclusive interview should in fact be the most sacred record at the end, so he recorded it very seriously, moving quickly on the plant fiber paper with a small pencil with retro luxury, and wrote down the most vivid and vivid paragraphs. Also the most shocking history.
Listening to the splendid and splendid life of the military god on the hospital bed, he felt a lot of blood pouring into his brain, but in the end, he was frozen into ice by the simple words of the old man.
The cigarette in Wood's mouth had burned to the filter, but he didn't respond at all. He looked at the old man on the bed in shock, and said in a panic, "I don't believe it! That traitor... how could it be your own brother!"
Bob sucked on his cigarette and coughed repeatedly.