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"Dad, how's it going?" Yan Mingxin returned to Fengtian base after training. As soon as he was allowed to take a vacation, he didn't even have time to change his clothes. He immediately asked his father to ask, "Have you sent your photos? Did they ask for it? What did you say?"

"Are you going to interrogate me?" Yan Dingbo was busy, and there were people in the front, back, left, and left, and it was inconvenient to speak, so he could only say, "No mistake, no mistake, ours is the genuine one, what can be wrong?"

Yan Dingbo was still young when he encountered the stowaway.Some of the comrades who were on duty with him at that time are now old, retired at home, and they are more and more nostalgic. These old photos with strange origins in the past are not only not lost, but they are arranged in an orderly manner by year in their spare time. The ins and outs of the story are noted everywhere, and I plan to save it for my grandson as a composition material.

A phone call from the Organization Department, and veterans responded to every call, and the photo was accurately pinched out in a few sentences.

After more than [-] years, several photos printed by the same machine met again after traveling hundreds of kilometers. The Ministry of State Security took it over and saw that it was exactly the same as the one in Yan Dingbo's hand.

The former site of the orphanage is a faded small building, which has long been wiped out with the local development process and is hard to find.Due to the debt problem in the later stage, it experienced a period of embarrassing confusion. As a result, the head of the orphanage was changed several times, and countless management materials were lost. When it was finally merged, very few were submitted to the Civil Affairs Bureau for filing.

A legitimate civil and commercial affairs investigation agency that has actually filed a record will not accept such a case. An insider can tell at a glance that the money is hot, and because of this, the "private detective" investigating Junyang has no qualifications, just a person who happens to be in There are a few unconnected and well-connected households on this land.

The foreigner was willing to give money, and he was also happy to eat and drink, and checked with a few cronies for a while.He promised that he was absolutely true and never missed any omissions, but in fact, he was far behind—when he sat down and looked through the scraps of files, he didn't find any business on this street that was not doing well. The printing center also gave love. Although the boss did not donate so much, he waived the money for printing photos in the welfare home every year; Among them, there is also a poor man who eats his salary to death, and has insisted on sending thank you letters and photos to every caring person who has contact information for decades.

The Ministry of State Security and the local police followed this clue, and all the people involved in the case were quickly arrested.The "private detective" who is fat and timid thinks about stretching and shrinking, so it's better to pour beans from the bamboo tube as soon as possible, and be honest and ask for forgiveness.

Since then, a line of contact with foreign organizations has been completely cut off.

Needless to say, the training on the plateau was hard, but this time Yan Mingxin was not hungry and thin—he squatted down in front of the TV in the dining room to eat all day long, so that the people in the cooking class saw him familiarly, and always thought he was not full and couldn’t bear it. Give him more money.

"Then I watch the news every day, why didn't I see any movement?" He asked his father, "Wouldn't someone here throw the photo in the faces of those grandchildren?"

Yan Dingbo let out his nose: "You are not very old, and you remember a lot all day long. I haven't settled your affairs with you yet!"

"..." Yan Mingxin looked away from the microphone in confusion, suspicious that his father was talking to the people around him, "Dad? Are you talking to me? What can I do?"

"I'll tell you when I get back!" Yan Dingbo said angrily, "I'm busy, so I'll hang up first!"

Yan Mingxin: "..."

His father hung up as soon as he said, and didn't even leave him time to say hello.

Yan Mingxin held the phone and thought hard for a while, feeling wronged in his heart.He has been thinking about this matter all the time, it is true, but he is using his spare time to worry about it, never delaying training, let alone making mistakes, why are you so fierce to him!

After much deliberation, what can make Captain Yan angry is at most a matter of borrowing the phone.

In this joint training, the entire army is not allowed to bring mobile phones up and down, and their brigade commander is no exception.In order to get in touch with his father, Yan Mingxin did use a little of his personal relationship from childhood to adulthood—he took the brigade commander's arm and said that he had a dream last night, that he missed his father very much, and wanted to make a phone call to say hello.

"Wolf is coming" is always easy to use when you shout for the first time. The brigade commander was shaken by him, and he let go to find an internal line, transfer to an internal line, and then... After several turns, the landline that was dialed out was given to him. He uses.

Yan Mingxin could imagine his father scolding him for being unorganized and undisciplined, but this time he was in a hurry, he really had no other choice, so he had to make such a bad plan!

Yan Mingxin called Jun Yang again. He didn't have much hope at first, but unexpectedly, Jun Yang seemed to be holding the phone at hand, and he dialed it immediately.

"How are you doing recently?" Yan Mingxin tentatively asked, "It's been a long time since I saw you, are you okay?"

"It's good, I'm going to class." Jun Yang invited him politely, "If you're free, come and play."

What the two of them said were all normal human words, but Yan Mingxin felt that something was abnormal.

Based on their relationship, Jun Yang is not very good at speaking in such a serious and friendly way, but always throws vague and ambiguous messages at every occasion.In addition, Jun Yang will not take the initiative to signal him to end the call as soon as possible, let alone class, even if the landslide and tsunami are ahead, the two of them can still hum a few words to no avail... To sum up, this conversation sounds like nothing It seems... there is a third person listening in on the scene——

With the revelation of the fraudulent photos, the Ministry of Homeland Security's investigation shifted to information leaks.Judging from the two contacts mentioned in Jun Yang's transcript, Zhi Shen's grasp of the situation inside the military region exceeded their expectations.

These contents are by no means the news that can be obtained by passing a cigarette or eating a meal among street gangsters. At most, they are suspected of espionage, and they are out-and-out when they get the situation inside the military region and pass it on. Treasonous spy.

Those eyes were staring at the world inside the iron gate.

While stepping up the investigation, the Ministry of State Security asked Jun Yang to continue to cooperate.What he needs to do is also very simple, as long as he moves as usual and waits for the fish to take the bait.

When Yan Mingxin hung up the phone, he was prepared in his heart. When he arrived at the flight academy, he saw Jun Yang's eyes again, and he knew it better.

The two deliberately walked around the campus a few more times, from the sun approaching the west mountain to the moon rising to the sky.

Yan Mingxin asked with reservations: "How is it, almost?"

Jun Yang smiled at him tacitly: "It's almost done, thanks for your hard work. Go to sleep in my dormitory at night, it's not like you haven't slept here before."

Even if there is no registration at the gate post, face recognition is still available at the entrance guard of the dormitory. The Ministry of State Security has already checked clearly when his visitors have come and walked in the past few days.

Rather than concealing it, it is better to actively expose it and give it a new definition, lest they guess and guess again.

Jun Yang opened the door in front of him, Yan Mingxin suddenly remembered something, tapped his ear with his fingers, meaning to ask: Is there a monitor inside?

Jun Yang shook his head, meaning: I don't know either.

Yan Mingxin frowned, made a gesture of poking his eyes, and asked silently: Is there monitoring?

Jun Yang spread his hands and shook his head: I really don't know.

He left the dormitory when cooperating with the investigation, and he usually leaves the dormitory when he is in class. In this extraordinary period, don’t say he doesn’t know. Even if he knows that someone was ordered to put some equipment in his room, it is a reasonable and legal anti-espionage technology. It is impossible for him to dismantle the reconnaissance measures.

"Instructor Jun, your bed is so small, how can the two of us sleep open?" Opening the door, Yan Mingxin pretended to enter the room with his hands behind his back, walked a few steps, and sighed generously, "Oh, forget it, thanks It's me, slim..."

"You are a guest, you sleep on the bed." Jun Yang opened the cabinet door, and took out a set of quilts like a chicken with one hand, "Anyway, the weather is not cold, so I will make a bed on the floor, and it will be cooler by the window." .”

Yan Mingxin: "...No, wait a minute."

He looked at Jun Yang in a speechless manner, put a layer of mats on the ground, and spread the quilt on the ground in twos and threes.

Yan Mingxin: "Are you serious?"

Talking bureaucratically on the phone and wandering around the campus are all of the nature of "acting". He can understand in special times, but he has to be careful when he sees Jun Yang back in the dormitory. He feels uncomfortable—even if the sky falls, People have to have their own private time, right?

The quilt on the mat was distributed by the college, and it was of uniform specifications. Yan Mingxin could tell at a glance that it was not long enough, and Jun Yang might stretch out his feet if he lay on it.

He looked up and looked around unhappily, and said, "If I squeeze you to sleep on the floor because I'm here, I'm leaving."

"What's hypocritical? Where have I never slept?" Jun Yang approached and whispered, "Don't go, let's do it for today."

Yan Mingxin still wanted to refute, but he whispered again: "I haven't seen you for so long, talk to me."

Yan Mingxin's heart suddenly softened, and he said angrily: "It's okay to talk, I can talk to you all night. Let me sleep on the floor, okay? Have you been living in such fear for the past few weeks? I can't watch I feel bad for you like this."

Jun Yang shook his head: "I'm fine. You came to see me and still sleep on the floor? It's inappropriate. If there are people watching in this room, it won't make sense."

While wandering around the campus, Yan Mingxin probably understood their purpose, and kept vigilant all the time, mostly observing the environment. At the moment when the two met each other's eyes, he finally looked into Jun Yang's eyes.

Those eyes were obviously filled with extraordinary caution and exhausted vigilance, maybe there was still an unknown nostalgia, maybe there was a lack of control and repeated forbearance, but he couldn't bear to read it anymore.

"It's not right." Yan Ming said confidently, "Listen, remember - the whole thing is not your fault, you have no problem at all, you can cooperate, but don't wrong yourself."

Jun Yang denied it without thinking: "No..."

"Instructor Jun, it's not a question of whether it's cool or not!" After Yan Mingxin said, he turned around gracefully, opened and closed his long hands and feet, bent down and stuffed the bedding on the floor back into the cabinet Here, he said loudly on purpose, "It's so close to the sea, it's easy to get rheumatism if you sleep on the floor. Otherwise, we'll sleep on the other side, and we won't be able to touch each other. Hey, is there hot water? Come get me some water." , I'll take a bath, so as not to smoke you."

Jun Yang: "..."

He stood there in a daze for a while, and after being blown by the wind from the window several times, he realized the meaning of that sentence belatedly.

It's a pity that some things can only be explained as fate, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's just his turn, that's all.

He couldn't stop putting pressure on himself, and couldn't get out of the current situation heartlessly.

Yan Mingxin knocked on the bathroom door: "Hey, come in and help me get water."