"satisfied?"
"… "
Mo Shangjun looked at him with a slightly complicated expression. Seeing that his expression was very sincere, he couldn't help but touch his nose with a guilty conscience.
However, a guilty conscience is a guilty conscience, and the principle cannot be lost.
"Brother Ruan."
Mo Shangjun raised his hand and put his palm on Ruan Yan's shoulder.
Ruan Yan immediately turned his attention and focused his attention on Mo Shangyun's hand, forcefully restraining his distaste for such a hand.
For the sake of her most likely promise... He bears it first.
Noticing his eyes, Mo Shangyun smiled and asked, "Do you think I am qualified to be your friend?"
"… Um."
After thinking about it carefully, Ruan Yan nodded.
"Then," Mo Shangyun paused and asked again, "are we two friends now?"
"… Um."
Ruan Yan continued to nod.
Anyway, it looks like a good match, let's just say it.
"Okay." Mo Shangyun nodded, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said earnestly, "I think, the friendship we have initially established needs to be cultivated well. To help friends, it must be pure, Isn't it? That's how our friendship can last in the long run."
"… "
Hearing what Mo Shangyun meant, Ruan Yan rolled her eyes at her.
All fools.
If it wasn't for her talent...
"Meaning you don't agree now?" Ruan Yan asked directly, grasping the point.
"Sorry, I haven't thought about it yet." Mo Shangyun said regretfully.
"Take that hand away."
Ruan Yan finally stopped hiding his dislike for that hand.
"… "
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly, and he retracted his hand very depressed.
"Go back, I'll go first."
After clapping his hands, Mo Shangjun planned to go to the pile of students.
"and many more."
Ruan Yan stopped her.
Mo Shangyun paused for a while and raised his eyebrows at him suspiciously.
"The hacker has been found." Ruan Yan said, "But someone took a step ahead and killed him."
Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment, "Killed?"
"Um."
Ruan Yan nodded calmly.
"Have you found any news?" Mo Shangjun asked involuntarily.
"A doctoral degree, a history of drug addiction, cut off contact with family members, not married, and has no children." Ruan Yan said lightly, sharing Wu Jiu Said and his information with Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun was one of the participants in this incident, and it was normal to know the subsequent development of the incident.
"Then why is he..." Mo Shangjun asked in a deep sense.
"I was hired." Ruan Yan said, "A week ago, he was poor and got a fortune."
"Remittance or cash?"
"Cash." Ruan Yan said.
There is a camera near his rental house. Wu Jiu sent someone to check the surveillance records of the last week, and found records of him going out at night empty-handed and returning late at night with a suitcase.
Moreover, there is no transfer record in his account.
Less than a week later, though, the cash certainly wouldn't run out, but no trace of it was found, either in the rental house or where his body was found.
It's all guesswork, of course, it's almost always the same.
Mo Shangyun pursed his lips slightly.
If it's cash, it's really not easy to check.
"There is no trace of the scene and his rented house?" Mo Shangyun asked.
"No, the method is very clean." Ruan Yan said lightly, "But it should be for the project."
"Well." Mo Shangyun nodded, "be careful."
"Know."
Wu Jiu paid great attention to this matter.
There are not many people who know the specific content of the project, and it is claimed to be an ordinary research - in fact, it is not a particularly important research, but the origins of all researchers must be kept confidential. The location is set in the school. First, the project research is nearing the end, and the person in charge unexpectedly passed away, which led to the suspension of the research. Now it is suspended for half a year to re-study the research, so I have changed the location. Second, the school has complete facilities, and it will not attract much attention.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he started, he was stared at.
"The lab has changed the lock, and I can go to the dormitory later." Ruan Yan explained again.
Seeing his upright and indifferent expression, Mo Shangyun, you can't help but hook your lower lip.
Did this guy realize that he lived in a boys' dormitory
"Row."
After thinking about it, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and agreed.
Looking at the fiery sun overhead, and thinking of Mo Shangyun's rejection just now, Ruan Yan pressed down the brim of his hat slightly and said, "I'll go first."
"Walk slowly."
Mo Shangyun said sincerely.
Then, with a very sincere gaze, he watched Ruan Yan leave.
It's just that this scene of 'sending friends with sincerity' falls into the eyes of others, and it becomes a little bit 'reluctant' and 'affectionate'.
As the students lined up, Xu Qin withdrew his gaze in disappointment.
Seeing Ruan Yan walking away, Mo Shangjun didn't act like a 'wangyou stone', turned around and walked back, and continued to observe the performance and mentality of the following groups, as well as supervise their punishment.
I have to say, it's pretty bad.
Only about a dozen people successfully completed the task, and even one-third of the people did not even install a gun. After getting the gun parts one by one, they panicked, and some even did not recognize all the parts of the gun. It is - sadly.
This small test was tossed by them for 30 minutes.
After the 16th group, Xiao Lei was the only one left.
In half an hour, Xiao Lei, who was scared enough to wet his pants, regained his senses. Mo Shangyun didn't let him go for the test, and he also sat on the ground, motionless, without any intention of taking the initiative to come over.
Mo Shangyun ignored him the whole time.
However, Xiao Lei's eyes have been falling on Mo Shangjun.
Until now, his mood has not recovered.
How superb Mo Shangjun's marksmanship is, it doesn't matter for the time being. However, he was shot in front of everyone's eyes, but no one blamed or even stopped him, and he was embarrassed and reduced to a joke of the Tigers...
By virtue of his family background, Xiao Lei, who was used to being above his peers since childhood, felt a deep sense of humiliation at this moment.
His dignity was trampled over and over again by Mo Shangyun, and even this time he was mercilessly crushed by Mo Shangyun.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Xiao Lei ruthlessly pulled the weeds out of the ground.
Oh shit.
Fight later, let her look good!
He couldn't believe it anymore, Mo Shangyun can really do everything well!
With his hands clenched into fists, Xiao Lei angrily stared at Mo Shangyun's straight figure.
…
In the next shooting training, Mo Shangyun did not let them shoot targets. Everyone was assigned a Type 95, and then let them disassemble and assemble the gun, and let Chu Feiyin explain the various parts and functions of the gun over and over again. , so that they get to the point where practice makes perfect.
In an hour and a half, they assembled dozens of times, with almost no rest time in between. Everyone was sweating profusely, and their fingers were stiff or numb, but they didn't even dare to drip sweat on the rifle.
Two hours to arrive.
Four forty.
The electronic battalion brought by Qin Xue next door, after a brief explanation, began to take turns to shoot at the targets. The gunshots of the shooting were continuous and dense, making the young students of the fierce tiger group jealous and wishing they could rush up. Help them target.
They choose to wear military uniforms, and being able to touch and shoot guns is also an expectation!
Now, the gun is touched, and it is touched again and again until their hands are almost dead, but the shooting...
Seems like no chance today!
They thought almost desperately.
"gather!"
Mo Shangyun shouted.
Then, put the whistle in his mouth and blow the whistle.
Everyone put their guns on their backs, quickly assembled, and organized the team. At the same time, they also held the last expectation of "shooting today".
Even Xiao Lei, who had been abandoned all along, joined the team very consciously at this time.
Unexpectedly, after they gathered together, what they got was Mo Shangyun's simple and clear words—
"Put the gun away and go back to the training ground."
Everyone: "… "
"Report!"
Someone in the crowd shouted.
"Speak." Mo Shangyun put the whistle in his pocket and responded lazily.
"Aren't we shooting targets?!"
"No." Mo Shangyun replied two words.
"Report, why?!"
"Report, why can other battalions be able to shoot targets, but we can't?! This is not fair!" Xiao Lei shouted in the crowd, successfully arousing public anger.
"Report, you have to give us a reasonable explanation!"
"Report, your marksmanship is fed by bullets. Your marksmanship is so good, it should be clearer, but you don't shoot for us! This is unreasonable!"
…
Hearing the students' active protest, Chu Feiyin pursed her lips and glanced at Mo Shangyun.
The guns are all there, and the ammunition is ready... A few rounds should not be a problem.
Even she wanted to persuade Mo Shangyun.
However, noticing Mo Shangjun's increasingly serious and cold expression, Chu Feiyin wisely hid these words in her heart.
"Beep-"
After blowing the whistle to suppress all the voices of resistance, Mo Shangyun looked at them coldly, and said coldly: "You are not even familiar with your own guns, do you deserve to shoot?"
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