glory [rebirth]

In the bathroom, Mu Qingtong took off his coat and hung it aside, wearing only a shirt.He pulled the hem of the clothes back, stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right, and then held his lower abdomen with his hands and observed for a while, even through the clothes, he could see an obvious curved bulge.

Then he took a closer look at his face, and after confirming that it was much rounder than before, he took out the communicator, pulled the shirt up to his chest, and pulled down his pants, revealing his round belly. Take a selfie and send it to Jiang Yao.

[Mu Qingtong: I went for a prenatal check-up this morning, and I also had a chromosome test. It is a boy, and the y chromosome is the same as yours. 】【Mu Qingtong: Your name is Jiang Yao, and Yao is light, so how about your son's name is Liangliang? 】【Jiang Yao:...】

[Mu Qingtong: Doesn't sound good? 】

[Jiang Yao: As long as you are happy. 】

[Mu Qingtong: I just like this name. 】

[Jiang Yao: ...um. 】

Mu Qingtong looked at the mirror again, pouted, tidied up his clothes, and sent another message to Jiang Yao.

[Mu Qingtong: I still think pregnancy is strange to me, too weird, embarrassing...] [Jiang Yao: Well, I know, you should be implanted in an artificial womb. 】

The marriage law of the empire does not restrict sex. When both parties have xy chromosomes, if the two want to have children, they need to use an artificial uterus and inject hormones to induce pregnancy. Although it is more troublesome, it can also solve the problem of offspring.

[Jiang Yao: How much do you weigh now? 】

[Mu Qingtong: 62. 】

[Jiang Yao: Okay, eat more. 】

[Mu Qingtong:! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Mu Qingtong: Jiang Yao!Jiang Yao!Jiang Yao!Jiang Yao Jiang Yao! ! ! ! ! ! 】Jiang Yao was startled by such intense two messages, and he hurriedly called.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yao asked nervously.

"He he he he he he..." Mu Qingtong stammered for a long time but did not explain clearly what happened.

"What happened?" Jiang Yao seemed to have found a very quiet place, and all the small noises around him disappeared, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

Mu Qingtong seemed to have been greatly frightened, took several deep breaths, and then stammered: "He, he seems to be moving..."

Jiang Yao: "???"

Jiang Yao: "!!!"

Irmo peeked through the crack of the door to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was avoiding suspicion. He became speechless from expressionless at the beginning, then became extremely nervous and confused, and suddenly became unbelievable again. Finished with a surprise look.

Irmo: "..."

Yi Ermo said that he had never seen the crown prince with suspected facial paralysis show so many expressions.

"I, my son moved, moved?" Jiang Yao, like Mu Qingtong, was stunned for a long time before stammering.

"I'm not sure..." Mu Qingtong's voice was very low. He put his hand on his lower abdomen, but there was no such movement as before, "He seems to have swam in my stomach, and now he doesn't respond. It's..."

Jiang Yao then asked: "What swam a little bit, how did he move?"

It's hard for Mu Qingtong to describe that feeling, it's extremely slight, but it seems to have a strong psychological induction, he hesitated for a while, and said: "Hmm... like a caterpillar crawling over... no, like a small bubble... "

Jiang Yao couldn't understand Mu Qingtong's words, and when he was about to ask, Yi Ermo knocked on the door.

Jiang Yao covered the microphone and asked what was going on with his eyes.

Ermo held a document in his hand and shook it high.

There are new emergencies.

Jiang Yao had no choice but to say to Mu Qingtong first: "Wait, I will contact you later."

"Okay, I'll take a picture of today's prenatal examination results for you, and take a look when you're done."

"Ah."

Schwartz saw Mu Qingtong come out of the bathroom with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and asked, "What, what happened just now?"

"My son moved a bit." Mu Qingtong replied.

"Eh? Can I touch it?" Schwartz's expression instantly blossomed.

"Touch it." Mu Qingtong said, "But he doesn't seem to be moving now."

Schwartz put his hand on Mu Qingtong's stomach and sensed it for a long time, but he still didn't find any difference from before, so he was a little disappointed.

"He's so quiet now that he might not be able to detect it outside, try again after a while." Mu Qingtong said.

The communicator that Schwartz put on the coffee table suddenly turned on.

"Have information?"

Schwartz rushed over to unlock it, saw the prompt on the screen, shook his head, looked up and said to Mu Qingtong: "No, there is no new message, the message from the outbox has arrived, expired."

70 days after the message is sent, if it is not received successfully, the carrier will automatically feed back a notice of failure to send and refund the message fee.

Apparently Schwartz hadn't read any of the messages Schwartz had sent to Damian.

"It's been so long..." Schwartz's tone showed deep anxiety, "He bought me a big bag of milk candy when he came here for the first time, and I ate it. Well, a lot... Then he went to the front with the boss, I thought, wanted to eat one every day, and he should come back after I finished eating... Now there are still fourteen candies, and I can't contact him .”

"..." Mu Qingtong thought for a while, then asked, "Can't you find any news about him?"

"I can't find it." Schwartz frowned and sighed, "I've read all the information gathered by Frontline Exchange, and I can't find his information."

Although Schwartz only has C-level authority, he controls the information network of the entire intelligence department. After the war broke out, all the movements of the military department were collected in the intelligence department for information sharing.

As long as he wants to check something, he can find a way to avoid the firewall designed by himself and check all the data.

But no matter how he checked, there was no record of Damian.

"They didn't, didn't record Dami's information." Schwartz said, "The boss must be worried that someone in the Intelligence Department will betray him. He is so careful, Dami is now..."

Generally speaking, the personal information of field agents is confidential, and the highest-ranked ones are usually those who go deep behind enemy lines. Damian has not returned any information for so long, and Jiang Yao is also vague about this.So Mu Qingtong already had an inference.

"He's undercover," he said.

laboratory.

There are threads of various colors glued to Lyall's heart and neck, which are stretched so long that they are connected to several large machines, recording all changes in his body.

Wearing his gloves, he slammed the sandbag in front of him, making a heavy muffled sound, shaking out a little dust, waving his fists as if he was tireless, sweating profusely.

"Stop." A staff member in a white coat next to him held a stopwatch to time the time.

Upon hearing the sound, Lyle put away his fists and exited the field panting heavily.

"All functions are completely normal." The staff member held a tablet in his hand, which recorded various values. Lyle was a little dazzled when he saw it, and looked away after only a glance.

"Your body is recovering well, the rejection reaction is basically gone, and your physical fitness has improved significantly in the past few months." The staff said to Lyle, "Do you still dream now?"

Lyle shook his head and said, "Very little."

"Hmm..." The staff member nodded and said, "Lynn? Hall's memory didn't assimilate you, your own memory swallowed it up..."

Lyall glanced at him lightly.

"Maybe I should say congratulations?" he added.

Lyle's eyes were dim, he walked to the door, took a towel to wipe off the sweat on his face, and suddenly saw the door was twisted open.

It was Jason.

Lyall nodded to him.

Every time Jason came back to look for him, he would bring a file bag, but this time it was obviously much thicker.

The staff was packing up the instruments, but under Jason's signal, they automatically exited the room tacitly.

"What's the matter?" Lyle was bare-chested, and slowly took a towel to dry the sweat on his body.

Jason just smiled.

"You haven't come to see me for a while." Lyle said, "I heard that there is a war outside. The marshal is busy, right?"

"Yes." Jason didn't deny it.

The two were silent for a while, and after wiping off all the sweat on his body, Lyle took the initiative to take the file bag from Jason's hand.

There is no logo on the cover of the portfolio.

Lyle gave Jason a surprised look, not sure what was inside.

Jason glanced around casually, and finally sat down on the bench in the corner.

Lyle untied the thin thread on the top of the portfolio, sat down with Jason, and took out a stack of documents inside.

"Yar North District Hospital Inspection Report"

Name: Mu Qingtong

Gender: xy

Age: 18

Department: Obstetrics

Lyle: "..."

Jason spread his hands innocently.

Lyle gritted his teeth and continued to look down. The report showed the number of weeks of his pregnancy, and a clear fetal imaging map, which recorded the size of the fetus, heart rate, and Mu Qingtong's blood routine examination values.

These materials were not arranged in chronological order. When he turned to the next pile of ordered reports, the fetus on it had already formed, and its curled body was only smaller than the palm of an adult, and its hands and feet could be seen clearly. It also includes underdeveloped and slightly deformed facial features.

In the report, there was a picture of Mu Qingtong going to the hospital alone for a prenatal checkup. He looked very depressed and his expression was very lonely.

In every photo, he is wearing a thick coat to cover his stomach, and it is impossible to tell from the outside that he is pregnant.

There is no doubt that this child belongs to Jiang Yao, but why did Jiang Yao let Mu Qingtong ignore it?

In the early stages of pregnancy, men have a higher probability of miscarriage than women. What's more, Mu Qingtong has just grown up and has a relatively weak physique. Jiang Yao should take good care of him both emotionally and rationally.

Why is this happening?

Could it be that Jiang Yao doesn't want this child?

Herman had shown him a stack of infrared photos before. It was Jiang Yao and Mu Qingtong lingering in the apartment. He couldn't see Mu Qingtong's face clearly, but he could imagine Mu Qingtong's love for Jiang Yao from the movements. How obedient.

From the very beginning, he couldn't bear Jiang Yao and Mu Qingtong being together, and he almost lost control after seeing the group of photos.

Hermann never showed him anything after that.

He never thought that after such a long time, Herman finally gave him the relevant information about Mu Qingtong, but it was the news that he was pregnant.

This made his mood, which had finally calmed down, enter a violent state in an instant, and his desire to kill Jiang Yao became more and more inflated.

His extremely well-controlled heart rate beats "chug" at this moment, he misses Mu Qingtong very much, wants to see him, hear his voice, touch his face again, hug him, and even possess him.

Even though the influence of Lin En's memory on his brain has gradually disappeared, his feelings for Mu Qingtong are increasing day by day. He can no longer tell whether it is because of Lin En that he cares about Mu Qingtong so much, or because he himself is interested in Mu Qingtong. Mu Qingtong has a crush.

"The crown prince doesn't like this child." Jason stated the facts lightly, "We have been monitoring Mu Qingtong. Although we have not monitored the conversation between him and the crown prince, we can deduce that the crown prince does not want this child. There have been many disputes over this.”

"Qingtong is not suitable for pregnancy now." Lyle said.

"Yes, his body is only 18 years old, and he is still in school." Jason agreed with this point.

"If Jiang Yao really liked him, he shouldn't be pregnant now." Lyle said coldly.

"Mu Qingtong has not been found pregnant by the school yet. He concealed it very well. No one found his abnormality. He is very careful." Jason said, "Once this matter is revealed, not only will he suffer, but he will probably suffer. become a national scandal."

The school rules of the military academy clearly stipulate that students are not allowed to become pregnant. Not only did Jiang Yao have a relationship with his roommate, but he also made him pregnant. According to common sense, both of them would be expelled from school.

What's more, Jiang Yao, as the crown prince, once the media finds out about this matter, the private life of the royal family will become the laughing stock of the whole country and talk after dinner.

"That's why the Crown Prince thinks that this child cannot be kept." Jason concluded, "But a person like Mu Qingtong who is so emotional will definitely not agree to get rid of him..."

"Then why did you stay until now?" Lyle frowned.

Jason asked, "Isn't it obvious?"

"How to say?"

"The crown prince is currently on the front line. He has been away from the capital for more than two months. He can't control Mu Qingtong. What he cares most about is the image of the royal family. Mu Qingtong is not easy to mess with. If he pushes him into a hurry, he will definitely fight the crown prince to the death. , His mother is also half dead in the hospital, once he breaks his face with the crown prince, the public will definitely sympathize with the weak."

Mu Qingtong is really good at taking advantage of his own advantages, which Lyle does not deny, he has suffered in this regard.

"That's why this child was lucky enough to survive." Jason concluded, "But now that the battle on the front line is almost over, in order to win this battle, the budget has been overrun all the way. Fate, what he does is more ruthless than previous emperors."

"Now he's coming back." Lyle said what Jason hadn't finished saying, "So Mu Qingtong can't keep him?"

Jason nodded: "The probability is above 80.00%."

"That's why you came to me?" Lyle sneered and said clearly.

"That's right." Jason admitted generously, "Mu Qingtong is not only important to you, but to all of us. Now the fetus is 18 weeks, nearly 19 weeks. If you terminate the pregnancy, you can only induce labor , This will cause great harm to Mu Qingtong's body, if he resists this very much, he may die due to postpartum complications."

"What do you want to do?" Lyle asked.

Seeing that Lyle hadn't turned over the stack of documents for a long time, Jason reached out to pull them back, but found Lyle holding them tightly.

Lyle looked at him blankly.

Jason withdrew his hand and said, "The Marshal gave me full authority over this matter... I expect the best result is that Mu Qingtong will take the initiative to seek our cooperation."

"I think he would rather die at Jiang Yao's hands." Lyle said mercilessly.

"I think so too." To Lyell's surprise, Jason agreed with him.

"And then?" Lyle asked in surprise.

"This is just the last step of my plan." Jason said calmly, "Didn't I tell you just now that the battle is almost over, and if there is no accident, the crown prince will hand over the military power in advance. But if he Encountered Waterloo...then it's not certain."

Lyle stared at the ground, thoughtful.

"Although the crown prince values ​​the royal family's reputation very much, Mu Qingtong is not unimportant to him. Last time you stopped Mu Qingtong in the hospital, he was so scared that he even used his private jet." Jason relaxed and patted Lyle's shoulder, "So our plan is to create a small accident here, disrupt the crown prince's position, and prevent him from handing over the military power smoothly. And Mu Qingtong's current situation is special, and it is not suitable to appoint other people. You will take care of it." Good for him, isn't it, Lyle?"

Lyle didn't answer Jason right away, but went through Mu Qingtong's prenatal inspection report again, as well as his haggard and emaciated photos.

Just when Jason thought Lyle was going to agree, he got an unexpected answer.

"I refuse," Lyle said.

Jason's smiling expression froze on his face, he squinted his eyes, and asked knowingly, "What did you say?"

"I said I refused." Lyle stood up and met Jason's gaze, "You know I care about Mu Qingtong very much, now you tell me that Mu Qingtong is pregnant with Jiang Yao's child, do you think I will do something to this child What?"

Jason: "..."

Lyle stared at Jason for a while, then leaned closer, almost touching the tip of his nose: "I want to kill him more than Jiang Yao."

King Yar City, apartment.

"Qingtong, I, I'm going to the intelligence department later, something went wrong there." Schwartz said while getting dressed.

"Is it serious?" Mu Qingtong asked.

Schwartz shook his head: "It's not serious, I, I'll go over and have a look, and I can rush, rush back for dinner in the afternoon."

"Okay." Mu Qingtong nodded, and said again, "When you come back, let's buy some food. There are no apples at home. You can buy two by the way."

"Yeah." Schwartz agreed.

"That's right." Mu Qingtong suddenly realized something.

"what happened?"

"You don't seem to stutter as much as before?" Mu Qingtong asked in surprise.

"Yes, yes?" Schwartz pointed at himself, obviously not convinced.

"Really, if you think about it carefully, it's much better than before."

Schwartz scratched the back of his head and said uncertainly: "It seems to be, really..."

"How did you do it?" Mu Qingtong asked with a smile.

Schwartz felt a little lost, looked down at the ground, and then replied, "Dami has sorted out a lot of tongue twisters for me, and I will practice them when I have nothing to do. It's, it's quite useful."

"..." Mu Qingtong just asked casually, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating, so he changed the subject and said, "Go to work quickly, I'll take a nap, and come back to have dinner together in the afternoon."

"OK, all right!"

First Military Intelligence Department.

"Mel, I, I'll be right there, where are you now?" Schwartz stepped into the gate of the intelligence department and called his colleague.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mel standing at the other end of the hall waving at him, and he quickly hung up the phone and ran over.

"This time...what's the situation?" Schwartz followed Mel into the elevator with a serious face. In order not to stutter, he deliberately slowed down his speech.

"It has been found out that there is an unfamiliar IP address trying to access our database, which has been recorded by the system, but it has not been blocked." Meier said.

"Haven't intercepted yet?" Schwartz asked in surprise.

"Well, Lieutenant Colonel Black, didn't you say that if you can't break through the first layer of the firewall, you don't need to intercept it, and check the source of the signal first?"

"So...you found it?" Schwartz asked.

"I found it."

Schwartz looked at Mel.

"That's why I called you here temporarily. This time the signal source is the same as the last time the intelligence department was attacked."

The two hurried to the door of the office, and just after entering, they heard the report from their subordinates.

"Sir, the signal is gone."

Schwartz frowned, walked over and saw a large string of codes on the screen, and called up the record that had just been accessed. This form of breakthrough was indeed familiar.

Why did the other party attack the intelligence network at this time?Schwartz couldn't understand, part of his algorithm had been cracked by the opponent, they could break through the first floor, why they just wandered around for a while?

What are they probing for?

But since it is an obvious temptation, it must be to let them follow the signal... Schwartz thought.

"Sir..." The subordinate looked at Schwartz and asked.

"Let's just let it go." Schwartz said, "I... went to fix the loophole this time. They... want to lead us away. Don't be fooled. It's very... possible that they want to distract us. , so as to carry out the next attack. We... just need to strengthen our defenses."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, outside the gate of the intelligence department.

"Lieutenant Colonel, let me take you back." Mel said courteously.

"Oh, no, no, I have to go to the supermarket." Schwartz politely declined.

Mel looked at the time and said, "Then let me hail a taxi for you? The subway is a bit crowded now."

"Ah, no need..." Schwartz was still refusing, but Mel had already beckoned the taxi to stop.

"Well, I, I..." Schwartz was a little anxious, and couldn't speak when he was anxious.

Mel smiled at him with a gentle expression.

Schwartz was a little apprehensive about such a smile, and for some reason he shivered.

"Come in." Mel opened the car door for Schwartz.

"That..." Schwartz had no room to refuse, so he smiled at Mel embarrassedly, and then got into the car, "You, you want to go home too, together?"

Mel shook his head and said, "My house is nearby, just walk. Be careful."

Schwartz nodded: "Thank you."

The car door was quickly closed, and Schwartz sat in the back seat, waved to the window, and said goodbye to Mel.

The driver of this car seemed a little impatient, and immediately started the car and drove for more than ten meters.

Schwartz hurriedly said to the driver: "Ma, please take me to the Loneen Supermarket, which is the store on First Avenue..."

Before he finished speaking, the locks of the car doors all fell off with a "click".

Schwartz instantly realized that something was wrong, and wanted to knock on the car window to call for help, but an injection was shot from nowhere and penetrated into his muscles, causing him to cry out in pain, and then limp on the seat limply.

Before losing consciousness, Schwartz saw in the rearview mirror that the driver of the car was wearing dark sunglasses that blocked most of his face.