Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 256, Yan Tianxing, I killed someone [two more]
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At one o'clock in the morning, Mo Shangyun came to the 202 regiment.
The sacrifice of the deputy head of the regiment Zheng Cun has long been raging in the regiment.
This is no small matter.
Mo Shangyun, as one of the participants, must be present.
She accepted the review. For three hours, she explained the cause and effect clearly, including the fact that she called Zheng Cun.
Zheng Cun seemed to have defended her before the action, and was ready to die, so even if some people feel that "Mo Shangyun will not be mixed with this matter, Deputy Chief Zheng will not die." But no one dared to blame her openly.
At six o'clock in the morning, Mo Shangyun, who hadn't rested all night, returned to the Yuntian Hotel.
I was afraid that Liang Zhiqiong was resting, so Mo Shangyun asked for a new room card at the front desk to go upstairs, but after swiping the card to enter the door and seeing the brightly lit room, Mo Shangyun realized that he had done something extra.
The TV was on and an advertisement was playing. Liang Zhiqiong was lying on the sofa with his eyes staring like copper bells, and he refused to close it. With that pale face, he looked like a woman. ghost.
"Mo Shangyun, you are back."
Hearing the movement behind him, Liang Zhiqiong got up from the sofa and weakly moved towards Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun threw the bag in his hand to Liang Zhiqiong.
It contained cold medicine and a bottle of water. She got the cold medicine from the army’s infirmary. The water was taken downstairs.
"I really have to sigh for your kindness."
Liang Zhiqiong took out the medicine and water, shook his head and said with emotion.
"Did not sleep for a night?"
Mo Shangyun walked to the single sofa and sat down.
"Hmm."
Liang Zhiqiong took out the pills and responded perfunctorily.
"You will be busy for a while in the morning, and in the afternoon you return to your own army. Your company commander has already contacted you with a psychologist." Mo Shangyun said.
"Huh?" Liang Zhiqiong blinked in confusion, "Psychiatrist?"
"Hmm."
Scanning Liang Zhiqiong's miserable appearance, Mo Shangyun didn't explain much.
Generally, people who have actual combat experience will go through psychological counseling.
Of course it is voluntary.
Although he participated in actual combat last time, Liang Zhiqiong did not personally kill people, nor did he see the hostages die. With Ye Qianxiao's words, Liang Zhiqiong did not have much negative thoughts and psychological shadows.
But this time is different.
Liang Zhiqiong's performance of not sleeping this night proves that her mental state is not good.
"How about you?"
After taking the medicine, Liang Zhiqiong put the water on the coffee table and asked Mo Shangyun.
"Me too."
Mo Shangyun leaned on the back of the sofa, raised his head, and closed his eyes tiredly.
She met with Lang Yan and the instructor. The two of them took her to have a deep exchange. She had planned to cooperate well, but it was really powerless, which led to both of them suspecting that she needed psychological counseling. That's it, because she was not satisfied with the results she gave, and finally Lang Yan gave the order to die—must.
Since it was an order, Mo Shangyun could only follow it.
"Well, what time do you leave?"
"Nine o'clock."
Liang Zhiqiong stretched, "Then let's sleep for a while."
"Hmm."
Liang Zhiqiong stood up, saw Mo Shangyun leaning on the sofa motionless, and said: "Let's chant."
Mo Shangyun squinted at her and stood up helplessly.
*
They said they slept together, but in fact neither of them slept much.
Can't sleep.
When I closed my eyes, various images drilled into my mind. The more I lay down, the more clear my mind became.
When the alarm sounded at 8:30, the two opened their eyes on time, and then got out of the bed.
The two looked at each other speechlessly.
Liang Zhiqiong went to change clothes, Mo Shangyun went to wash.
Ten minutes later, the two of them took care of everything, left the hotel, had breakfast on the road, and went to the 202 group.
Liang Zhiqiong only accepts inquiries, and the process is very simple. It can be processed in less than an hour.
Compared to Mo Shangyun, who contacted Zhengcun, Liang Zhiqiong, who was accompanying him, had to bear much less pressure.
At the end of the inquiry, Liang Zhiqiong asked many questions, such as Mo Shangyun, Zheng Su, and Shen Qing, but no one answered her, and Liang Zhiqiong went out desperately.
"Mo Shangyun."
Walking out and seeing Mo Shangyun who had been waiting outside, Liang Zhiqiong called her in a low voice.
"Huh?"
Place his hands in his trouser pockets, Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids when he heard the sound, seemingly puzzled.
Liang Zhiqiong opened his hands and hugged Mo Shangyun's shoulders directly.
Mo Shangyun was knocked back by her.
Liang Zhiqiong put the weight of the whole person on Mo Shangyun's body, almost muttering to herself: "You said, how does it feel when a person is dead?"
For a moment, Mo Shangyun pushed Liang Zhiqiong away.
Someone came out and gave them a strange look when passing by. Mo Shangyun gave the man a threatening look, which meant--
『Why do you drive people crazy? 』
The person understood, shook his head, and made a few more gestures, indicating that their inquiries were normal and they did not do anything illegal.
Mo Shangyun looked back suspiciously.
Liang Zhiqiong was absent-minded, completely unaware of their movements.
"Go."
Grabbing Liang Zhiqiong's shoulder, Mo Shangyun pulled the person away directly.
They are walking out of the military area.
Liang Zhiqiong stretched out, looked at the gray sky, and suddenly asked Mo Shangyun: "Eh, are you going to send me away?"
"Hmm."
"I thought a lot last night."
"What?"
"It's the ones you said last night."
"Oh."
"I found that I couldn't find the answer. The more I thought about it, the more chaotic." Liang Zhiqiong grabbed her short hair and thought about it with some annoyance, "But, you seem to be clear in everything you do. More messy? What you say, what you don’t say, I never thought about it at all."
"..."
Mo Shangyun didn't speak.
However, slowly speeding up the pace under his feet.
Liang Zhiqiong didn't care, speeding up to keep up with Mo Shangyun.
"I have also thought about it. You will definitely blame yourself on the matter of Deputy Chief Zheng." Liang Zhiqiong finished speaking, and found that Mo Shangyun's figure was slightly halted, but her footsteps did not stop, so she Continued, "But, did you save Shen Qing? If it was me, I would make this call. It can be said that, except for Zheng Su who is selfish and hopes that Zheng Cun will survive, they will call this. On the phone."
Mo Shangyun paused.
Liang Zhiqiong inadvertently overtook Mo Shangyun and felt Mo Shangyun stop. She also stopped and turned around to look at Mo Shangyun behind.
"These are two different things." Mo Shangyun said lightly.
She continued to move forward, but her pace slowed down a bit.
"I know, two different things. Your relationship with Zheng Cun is better than with Shen Qing, right?" Liang Zhiqiong said, "But, you said it yourself, you can’t tell right from wrong. From our point of view, you are Yes, from Zheng Su's perspective, you are wrong. There is no absolute right or wrong, right?"
"Hmm."
Mo Shangyun responded, but that voice was really perfunctory.
So Liang Zhiqiong's expression became increasingly distressed.
Mo Shangyun can naturally think of what she can think of.
If, if Zheng Cun didn't sacrifice, it would be fine.
Once Zheng Cun walked out of the building well, the phone call made by Mo Shangyun was nothing at all, everyone was happy.
However, there is no if.
Liang Zhiqiong followed Mo Shangyun and left the military area gate.
Outside, the driver of the Liang family was already waiting in his car.
"Call me again when you can fall asleep."
Stopping, Mo Shangyun confessed to Liang Zhiqiong.
Liang Zhiqiong was taken aback, "Why?"
"I don't want to hear your half-dead tone." Mo Shangyun said leisurely.
"..."
Liang Zhiqiong choked and felt a little angry.
"Hey," Liang Zhiqiong stopped when she pulled the car door. She stopped Mo Shangyun, her eyes met Mo Shangyun, her expression was a little more serious and cautious, and she asked suddenly. "Can you put it down?"
Looking at Liang Zhiqiong's worried face, Mo Shangyun paused, then nodded, "Yes."
"Bye bye," he breathed a sigh of relief, and Liang Zhiqiong said goodbye to Mo Shangyun, "I will call you in a few days."
After finishing talking, he continued to stop without pretense, Liang Zhiqiong got in the car and asked the driver to drive away.
Mo Shangyun watched the car go away.
*
Mo Shangyun stayed in the regiment for another two hours, inquiring about the situation, and then went to find Lin Mao and Chu Feiyin.
Chu Feiyin didn't know what happened to her, but Lin Mao had already known it through some means.
Lin Mao wanted to communicate with her several times, but was evaded by Mo Shangyun. Mo Shangyun's topic has always been around military training, and no one can avoid it.
After several attempts, Lin Mao sighed and gave up.
He has been in contact with Zheng Cun. Zheng Cun has a distinct appreciation for Mo Shangjun, and he has heard that Mo Shangjun has a special interest in Mo Shangjun. Presumably, the relationship between Mo Shangjun and Zheng Cun is also good. Seeing Zheng Cun's sacrifice personally at the moment is probably a big blow to Mo Shangyun.
However, he can't persuade this kind of thing.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Shangyun, who taught Lin Mao and Chu Feiyin all about military training, got in the car to Ancheng Army Academy.
Putting the backpack on the back seat, when Mo Shangyun retracted her hand, she suddenly touched her trouser pocket, and she paused.
"Can I smoke?"
Mo Shangyun asked the driver who was driving in front.
"Ah," the driver glanced at Mo Shangyun through the rearview mirror, and saw that she did not look like a hooligan, but rather had a temperament, so he nodded, "Yes."
Mo Shangyun opened the window and took out the unfinished pack of cigarettes.
She moved a cigarette skillfully.
It's autumn, and it has just rained, and a cool breeze pours in from the window, blowing the smoke away.
A faint smell of smoke lingers on the tip of the nose.
A cigarette was finished quickly, Mo Shangyun subconsciously took out the pack of cigarettes, but after a glance, he glanced at the seat belt inadvertently, and then put it down again.
She thought about it and buckled her seat belt.
——She is absent.
It wasn't until halfway there that Mo Shangyun thought of Yan Tianxing.
Then I thought of the phone that has been turned off since last night.
Thinking that Yan Tianxing might know about this, she hesitated, turned out the phone, and turned on the phone.
Many messages and calls came from Yan Tianxing, Peng Yuqiu, Ruan Yan, Lin Mao and others.
Peng Yuqiu seemed to have received the news and asked her about Liang Zhiqiong's situation. Ruan Yan told her that Peng Yuqiu's planned training had been successfully captured and obtained evidence to prove her illegal identity.
In the case of permission, the time of being cheated for help was also implicated, and the school took it seriously, and the time has been removed from his post and detained.
Mo Shangyun stared at this matter for a while, logically speaking, she was happy to see such a result, but now seeing such a result, she only feels normal.
She just hopes to find Chen Lu's whereabouts in Licensing as soon as possible.
Yan Tianxing made several calls, but didn't send any messages.
Since Peng Yuqiu knew about it, Yan Tianxing, the captain, had no reason not to know.
Mo Shangyun leaned back in his chair and called Yan Tianxing back.
The ringer rang, and the call was successfully connected.
"Where is it?"
Mo Shangyun heard Yan Tianxing's voice, and unexpectedly, he heard a little worry and eagerness in his tone.
Mo Shangyun looked out the window and said, "On the way back to the Army Academy."
"I am in your army."
"Huh?" Mo Shangyun was stunned, but didn't react for a while.
Their troops?
Yan Tianxing came to Ancheng?
"Get out of the car now, and I will come right now." Yan Tianxing said solemnly.
Mo Shangyun paused for two seconds, and gradually understood, said the name of a nearby park, and hung up the phone.
She asked the driver to pull over and stop.
The driver stopped the car, looked at the back of Mo Shangyun getting out of the car, and stopped talking.
*
Mo Shangyun walked all the way to the park.
There was another drizzle on the horizon, like needles and threads, densely packed, and it didn't feel much to fall on the body, but after a long time, I could feel the slightest chill.
She walked very slowly, but she seemed to come to the park in the blink of an eye.
It was raining and there were no people here. She bought a newspaper at the newspaper stop, lay down on the side of a bench, and blocked the newspaper, and then she closed her eyes and started to rest.
I didn't want to sleep, but I don't know why, the drowsiness gradually swept up.
"Sister, sister..."
In trance and dimness, Mo Shangyun suddenly heard the crisp and tender shouts.
Two seconds later, Mo Shangyun opened his eyes and removed the newspaper covering his face.
What greeted my eyes was a tender and cute face. She was about six or seven years old. The little girl blinked with two pigtails, holding a small colorful umbrella, and pushing her shoulders with her little hands. .
When Mo Shangyun opened his eyes, the little girl smiled fortunately.
Mo Shangyun never recovered.
"Sister, this is for you."
The little girl stuffed a folding umbrella into Mo Shangyun's hand, accompanied by a lollipop.
Two more things appeared in her hand, which made Mo Shangyun stunned for a while. This kind of pure and clean kindness from children made her a little bit confused between reality and illusion.
Mo Shangyun got up and sat up from the chair.
She raised her hand and touched her forehead. It was a little hot, as if she had a fever.
"Sister, go home early."
The little girl said to Mo Shangyun, then turned and ran away.
She has short legs and small steps, but she runs very lightly, and the sound of footsteps is a little different in the sound of rain.
Mo Shangyun looked up at the little girl's back.
Then, I saw a young woman standing about 20 meters away. She was holding an umbrella to greet the little girl who ran by.
As if noticing Mo Shangyun's gaze, the woman's umbrella was slightly lifted up, revealing an ordinary but gentle face.
She smiled at Mo Shangyun, warm as a spring breeze.
Mo Shangyun nodded at her, expressing gratitude.
Soon, the woman took the little girl's hand and left.
After a long time, Mo Shangyun was in a daze. If it weren't for the umbrella and lollipop still in her hand, she would think that what had just happened was an illusion.
Never thought that I would receive such a sudden strange kindness.
She looked at her outfit.
Well, no military uniform...
Mo Shangyun felt a little confused in his mind.
Pressed his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun sat on the chair, pulled down the brim of his hat slightly to block his eyebrows, and then sat motionless.
I don't know what time is it, is Yan Tianxing here?
Thinking about this, Mo Shangyun glanced around and noticed the soaked jacket and jeans.
Seeing this by Yan Tianxing, it is probably...a bit miserable.
She plans to find a place to shelter from the rain.
But, at the moment when he was about to get up, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes to see the situation in the park, just in time to see the oncoming man.
White shirt, black trousers, tall body, elegant temperament, enchanting appearance, and unparalleled beauty.
He walked hurriedly, straddling a lot, clearly separated by a certain distance, but almost in the blink of an eye, people came to the front.
Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangyun who was soaked in soup.
The clothes are all dripping, and the rain falls on her, splashing water on the brim of the hat, and the wet hair clings to the cheeks and neck, messy and embarrassed.
It's just those eyes, which are still clear and bright, and they smell so distressing.
Yan Tianxing was angry and sad.
Raising his hand, Yan Tianxing pulled the brim of Mo Shangyun's hat aside, revealing Mo Shangyun's delicate and embarrassed face.
"Fool."
The whispered words seemed to blame, resent, and seemed to be speaking to myself.
The next moment, Mo Shangyun stretched out his hand to wrap around his waist and buried his head in his arms.
Yan Tianxing had a stature.
He heard Mo Shangyun's hoarse voice clearly from the patter of rain, "Yan Tianxing, I killed someone."