moon shot plan

"Why, you don't seem to be very happy recently?" Dorothy asked with a smile, "Why didn't An Ran accompany you?"

"Don't mention him, I will get angry when I mention him." Fang Qianqian's face changed, and she almost broke the chopsticks in her hand: "I don't know if he can come back."

"What? I heard Team Leader Fang say he's missing?" Dorothy asked again.

Fang Qianqian let out a long sigh, her eyebrows twitched together, and she looked a little unnatural: "Yes, I just left a note saying that I want to find some red church, and I don't know if I can come back."

"The Red Church... I've heard of the Red Church, but do you think it's real?" Dorothy raised her eyebrows: "I think it's just an ordinary illegal cult organization. He shouldn't go alone, he should at least apply to the bureau to transfer some people—if he has any important clues."

"But it turns out that he went there by himself." Fang Qianqian quickly interrupted her.

Dorothy shrugged her shoulders and said she wouldn't talk about that any more, joking instead: "Then can I ask some personal questions?"

Fang Qianqian looked wary: "... What's the problem?"

"Can you tell me what you like about him? I know there are many people around who want to chase you." Dorothy blinked narrowly: "Tell me about the romance between you two?"

Fang Qianqian froze for a moment: "Romantic story..."

She tried her best to think about it, but she still couldn't find anything that met the requirements, so she could only avoid talking about it, and said instead: "Um, yes, there are many people chasing me, but I didn't agree... I My ideal is to have a perfect lover, and those people are obviously not enough."

"Is An Ran good enough? He is so perfect in your mind?" Dorothy looked a little surprised.

Fang Qianqian smiled, and her tone became brighter: "Of course not enough, he has a bad temper and always makes me angry, but I recognize him. Naturally, there is a way to transform him into a look I am satisfied with."

Dorothy also laughed: "It sounds like you are very confident in this relationship...It's a pity that he is missing now, or you two will abuse the dog again on Valentine's Day?"

Fang Qianqian didn't know what to think of, and she smiled even more freely. She leaned closer to Dorothy and said mysteriously: "No, on Valentine's Day...he will completely belong to me."

Dorothy's expression moved, and just as she was about to say something, the cell phone in her pocket rang suddenly, she quickly picked it up, hummed twice, and then left in a hurry.

"There are some doubts about the autopsy over there. I have to go and have a look." After she said this, she left without looking back. Fang Qianqian grumbled dissatisfiedly, and muttered twice:

"Really, do you just like dealing with corpses that much? You didn't even eat a bite for lunch, and you rushed out as soon as you heard the autopsy."

As soon as she thought of the dead body, those cruel and bloody scenes flashed in her mind. Suddenly, a feeling of nausea came to her heart. She felt that she couldn't eat anything, so she threw away the chopsticks and started thinking about what happened after February 2th. things

At that time, An Ran will completely belong to her, a docile, obedient An Ran who can tolerate all her bad tempers.

They'll have a perfect Valentine's Day together...

"Father, why did you call me here again?" Zhang Ming said angrily, "Didn't I say everything I could say the day before yesterday? What else do you want to ask? Let me tell you that I am an ordinary believer, and baptisms are forced Forced to pass, I don’t know anything.”

Ever since An Ran and the others found out that Zhang Ming's name was also on the list back then, they tried their best to ask him to talk again, but they were helplessly stuck in this. It would be nice if they could hide their identities. Difficult and difficult, they waited for three days without a chance. Fortunately, the rally was approaching, so they took this as an opportunity to find a way to call Zhang Ming over again.

"Do you know what day tomorrow is?" Xie Yi asked first.

"Tomorrow is a rally, and the heir to the cross star is selected." Zhang Ming curled his lips and muttered, "Anyway, it's for Ji Ying, and it has nothing to do with us..."

"Are you so sure that it will be Ji Ying? Have you ever thought about other candidates?" Xie Yi asked again.

Zhang Ming sneered: "If you don't give it to her, who else can I give it to? Isn't she recognized by you? I have been waiting for tomorrow's miracle, and I hope she can welcome the arrival of the Virgin Mary and make a big splash, otherwise it will be really I failed your training, didn't I?"

Xie Yi was noncommittal about this, but Zhang Ming couldn't help but said sourly: "She still has the ability, and she is in harmony with His Highness's divine power. An ordinary person like me is hopeless—"

When he said this, he didn't know what he thought of, and changed the subject: "But even if you are born with good aptitude, what's the use if you don't have luck the day after tomorrow? Then when Lu Xichao first came in, he was found to be fit for physique, but after the baptism, it didn't matter. I didn’t get any divine power, I think, if it’s useful, it’s just a little bit better for depression, not completely cured.”

"depression……"

Did Lu Xichao suffer from depression?

"You don't know yet, do you?" Zhang Ming raised one eyebrow in surprise, but his tone soon returned to normal: "It's no wonder, there were so many people in the nursing home back then, how could you remember each one of them?" How about staying? What’s more, he is not good at all in it, and his test scores are not even as good as mine, and he was only kept because of his special physique.”

"If you say that his illness was really serious at that time, if you hadn't brought those pious believers to the nursing home, educated him with His Highness's teachings, and given him a chance to be born again, he would still be hiding under the quilt every day. trembling."

As Zhang Ming talked, he burst out laughing: "It's funny when I think of him back then! He was in his early thirties at the time, and he often had nightmares. I could always hear screams coming from the next door in the middle of the night. The voice of that kid, I didn’t hear it clearly, but it seemed to be calling ‘Fang Tian’, ‘Fang Tian’, haha, I thought it was some girl’s name at first, but I finally found out that there was a girl in R City A newly built villa area is called Fangtian."

Fangtian villa area...

What does this have to do with Lu Xichao?

"Do you know why he is depressed?" The curtain asked again.

"...Why?" Zhang Ming scratched his head, "I don't know much about it, and he won't tell me if I ask him, but his disease is not born with him. You must know that he has been working hard for more than 20 years. Electrician, plasterer, porter... drudgery, dirty work, tiring work, he did it all."

Speaking of this, he twisted his mouth again, and said in a low voice: "I guess, he may have done something wrong, and finally got himself into it. He can only repent and pray every day. If it weren't for the priest, you After taking him back, he really became decadent in the end, his survival was still a problem, how could he be able to support his wife and children."

Xie Yi wanted to ask a few more questions, but there was a knock on the door, and the gentle and familiar goddess asked, "Father, I have something to discuss with you about tomorrow's assembly... May I ask you now?" Do you have time now?"

Xie Yi looked at the figures behind the curtain, and was about to refuse, but Zhang Ming had already stood up, bowed to them several times, shook his hands, and said, "The assembly is a big matter, I shouldn't take up the priest's time to tell you As for the gossip of the rest of the brothers, Ji Ying is still outside, and it is even more wrong to talk to you about tomorrow's meeting."

He stood up, and the two of them couldn't let him sit down again, so they had to let him go for the time being.

Zhang Ming opened the door leisurely, just in time to see Ji Ying waiting at the door, their eyes met, and they both nodded politely.

"Crack", the door closed briefly, and Ji Ying passed him and walked in. The moment he passed by, he heard his trembling voice:

"The man inside...is not our priest."