special mercenary

Song Feng's first reaction after hearing the news was to rush out, but then he remembered that he didn't even know where his elder brother was locked up, so it would be useless even if he rushed out.Xiao Mingxuan took the opportunity to hold him down, and quickly finished the rest of the sentence. It turned out that Song Zhe was delivered to the door automatically, and in the past two months or so, he was very particular about what he ate and used. He read newspapers and drank tea every day, and occasionally Holding the phone to remotely command and deal with some business matters, the situation seems to be pretty good.

Song Feng opened his mouth, then opened his mouth again, in disbelief: "Is he really locked up?"

"Really." Xiao Mingxuan pushed him back onto the chair, picked up the cup on the ground and put it on the table.

"what happened?"

"I don't know the details. According to your grandfather, it was Song Zhe who found the trace of the man, and then knew that he had an enmity with the Song family, so he used this to sneak into his headquarters in the name of doing medicine business. Let us know the location so that we can eliminate harm for the people," Xiao Mingxuan looked at him, "Do you believe it?"

Song Feng's mouth twitched: "I don't believe it. If my brother had this awareness, he would have entered the system long ago. He has always put his interests first. He must have asked for something to send it to his door. Otherwise, why did he wait two months before sending a message?"

"Because that person injected him with poison, calm down, the poison has been removed now," Xiao Mingxuan said, "But I agree with you, Song Zhe must have some other purpose in looking for him, I think your elder brother should have something to do with him, Otherwise, it would be impossible to have this kind of treatment as a prisoner, I am just curious why Song Zhe would expose this matter."

Song Feng was taken aback, and calculated that it had been more than 20 years since his grandfather rounded up that person. If this task had been going on for more than 20 years, it was impossible to find him. The attitude of the higher authorities seemed a bit strange. After thinking for a while, "Maybe I didn't want to expose the incident, so I just kept it honest? What do you think of the reason my grandfather said?"

"I don't have any opinion, just let me send someone there tomorrow morning," Xiao Mingxuan spread the folder on the table, "Only the team and I know about this matter, but I have too many things to do tomorrow, and the team leader of Team 1 hasn't returned yet from his mission. So there is currently a lack of an operational command.”

Song Feng instantly found the point of the whole matter tonight, and jumped up: "I'll go!"

"Well, I just called and the above has agreed."

Song Feng quickly scanned the information and strode out: "Where's the helicopter? I'm going to Myanmar now."

Xiao Mingxuan grabbed him and held him in his arms: "Be good, we will leave tomorrow."

"No!"

"This is the time set by your elder brother himself. After all, he is on other people's territory, so he probably needs to make some preparations in advance."

Song Feng was being honest, and then suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly broke away from him, and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets like chicken blood.Xiao Mingxuan looked at it in surprise: "What are you doing?"

"Looking for clothes." Song Feng casually dropped a sentence, continued to flip through, and quickly found his usual outfit, and finally took out a few coats and gestured: "Help me, which one do I wear that looks more handsome, cool, and prestige? "

Xiao Mingxuan rinsed the cup, made another cup of hot tea, and glanced sideways: "Anything is fine."

"Whatever it is? Pick the best one and hurry up!"

Xiao Mingxuan reminded: "You are not going on a blind date."

"Of course not, isn't this more important than a blind date?" Song Feng stared at him with a serious face, "After living for more than 20 years, this is the first time my elder brother needs me to save him. Think about it, my elder brother was imprisoned. After waiting for so long, and seeing that I was the one who went to rescue him, how touched he would be, the importance of Lao Tzu in his mind must have skyrocketed in an instant!"

He imagined that scene, tears filled his eyes, and he almost choked up: "He has abused me for so long, and now my day has finally come! So, of course, the more majestic the appearance, the better. It is best for him to recall that he can Using the description of God will descend to earth, um, it would be even better if I shed a few tears of emotion."

"..."

Song Feng was extremely excited by his flirtatious scene, and the hand holding the hanger was trembling slightly: "Look at which one is the most handsome?"

Xiao Mingxuan was quite helpless, and pointed out: "Just that windbreaker."

"Ok!"

Seeing him start to take off his clothes, Xiao Mingxuan made a guess, and immediately stepped forward to hug him and carried him on his shoulders, strode over and threw him on the bed: "You want to change now and wait for the dawn?"

"Ok!"

Xiao Mingxuan patted his head, and thought to himself that this person is simply crazy: "Be honest, sleep well in a while."

"I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."

"You have developed a biological clock and can still sleep? Even if you have slept, I can wake you up." Xiao Mingxuan hugged him from behind, proceeding from this person's thinking mode, and patiently persuaded him, "It's not good to stay up late. The image of dark circles under the eyes will definitely be greatly reduced.”

Song Feng was startled: "You're right." He took off his clothes, lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed, sat up again after a while, "No, I can't sleep."

"...Well, it's only past eight o'clock."

"Couldn't time pass faster?" Song Feng rolled the quilt back and forth, then crawled over to pick him up, "Give me the phone tomorrow."

"how?"

"If my elder brother is too moved to invite me to dinner, I won't be back tomorrow. I'll call you then," Song Feng said while thinking, "And if he cries too hard, I have to comfort him, right?"

"..." Xiao Mingxuan patted his face, "Do you think it is possible to cry according to Song Zhe's personality?"

"It's unlikely..." The light in Song Feng's eyes remained unchanged, and he looked at him expectantly and purely, "But what if? What if! Right? Right—!"

A person who has been abused for a long time finally sees the hope of turning around. Even if the fantasy scene in his heart is unrealistic, he still can't help but have expectations. Xiao Mingxuan patted his head: "Yes."

Song Feng was happy: "Give me the phone."

Xiao Mingxuan hummed, thought for a while, and secretly thought that if this person really didn't come back tomorrow, wouldn't he go out and mess around?He bowed his head: "Song Feng, I want to talk to you."

Song Feng lay beside him and supported his head: "What are you talking about?"

"We are a couple now, so there are some things we can't do until the relationship is over, understand?"

Song Feng raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

"For example, messing around behind the other party's back, or messing around," Xiao Mingxuan carefully chose his words, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"Just don't cheat, don't worry," Song Feng looked at him sincerely, "I'm a decent person."

"..."

"Next topic, what else to talk about?"

Xiao Mingxuan was silent for a while: "You can do whatever you want."

"Okay, let's talk about my elder brother. Do you think he will hug me tomorrow and cry bitterly?"

Xiao Mingxuan picked him up and changed the direction, and let his head rest on the pillow: "Close your eyes and don't think about anything, you will fall asleep in a while, go to sleep, go to bed early and get up early to be healthy, I wish you a sweet dream, maybe you can dream."

Song Feng didn't fall asleep until midnight, which made Xiao Mingxuan want to push him on the bed several times and just pass out, but then he thought about this person going out on a mission tomorrow, so he could only spend time with him patiently. Take him to the helicopter.

He went back to the office to summarize the performance of the recruits in their recent missions, and sent them to Zheng Qiyong together with the year-end report he wrote a few days ago. He stood outside and shouted the report, pushed the door in, and was startled.The head team was on the phone, their eyes were deep and solemn, although it was not obvious, it was really unusual for someone who had gone through a storm.

Zheng Qiyong looked up, motioned him to put his things down and don't leave, and said to the microphone: "Let the hospital try its best to rescue this matter, keep this matter a secret for as long as you can, don't let him know, that's it." He hung up The phone returned to normal in an instant, picked up the report and flipped through it, and asked casually, "Why didn't you go to perform the task?"

"I greeted the higher-ups and asked Song Feng to go."

Zheng Qiyong held the report's hand and paused in the air for half a second, which was almost negligible, and then he asked: "What?"

Xiao Mingxuan was a little surprised. He had never heard of this person before he knew the corps. His questioning tone was filled with surprise, and he repeated: "I let Song Feng go, that person is his elder brother after all."

Zheng Qiyong was silent for a while, then put down the report and recalled the information he read last night: "In Myanmar?"

Xiao Mingxuan nodded, vaguely felt that this person seemed to be worried about something, as if he didn't want to let Song Feng go out, he asked sensitively: "Why?"

Zheng Qiyong's face was calm: "It's okay, you can go." He started to hang out on the front line when he was young, and he is still sitting on the front line until now. What he wants to hide, even if others have sharp eyes, can't show his face Find any clues.

Xiao Mingxuan glanced at him and had no choice but to leave. He went back to the office to continue writing the report, and then took the time to drive to the military region. The regiment leader there called yesterday and asked him to go there today, saying that he had something important to discuss, so he came. Knowing that in the past two months, someone has been sending time bombs to the military camp, with three names written on it: Xiao Mingxuan, Xiao Cheng and Song Feng, not even the serial number.

"The person who gave it was an idle villager in a nearby village. He said that he took money from others to help deliver things. He didn't even know what was in it. Now that it's almost the end of the year, do you think he will send a big one? And Who is this Xiao Cheng? There is no one with this name in the military region."

Xiao Mingxuan was speechless, thinking to himself that Fu Shanming probably found out that Shao Xiujie always sent things every month, so he also found him. That person didn't need to show up at all, and he didn't even need to use his own subordinates. He could just hire a mercenary to do this.He thought for a while, that person should know that Song Feng was going home for the New Year, even if he gave a big gift, he would not send it here. He suggested: "Next time if there is a bomb, you can let it explode, so that person may not Send it again."

He stayed here for a while, and when he arrived at the barracks, Song Feng had already returned. He pushed open the door of the dormitory, and saw a man who was still in high spirits in the morning, wrapped in a quilt, lying on the bed, with a cigarette in his hand , with a face full of decadence.

"..."

He stepped forward helplessly: "How is your brother? Is there something wrong?"

Song Feng said sadly: "It's still the same..." The so-called old look is wearing a Tang suit, looking like a gentle gentleman, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, who has deceived many people. Xiao Mingxuan patted his head: "Then What did your brother say?"

"I didn't say anything," Song Feng took a puff of a cigarette, "I said modestly that the rescue was late, but he said regretfully that it was really late, if I had arrived earlier, he could have killed someone with my hands. "

"……and then?"

"He turned his head and boarded his private helicopter, and just walked away," Song Feng was heartbroken. "When I arrived, he had basically settled the matter. That person had already slipped away. Putting it in the first place, so we can only collect data squatting in the bombed mess of the laboratory, where there has just been an explosion, and it is still underground, and we are almost buried alive en masse."

Xiao Mingxuan looked at him sympathetically, and thought to himself that you have been abused for so long, why don't you have a long memory?He was busy with other things, so he left after comforting for a while.

Song Feng wanted to take out the phone and throw it to him, but then remembered that there were several text messages when he turned on the phone. He was so excited that he didn't read the text messages. He opened the text messages. One more post was posted this month, the date is very close, to the effect that Chinese New Year is coming soon, don't be too playful, pay attention to safety.

He closed the dialog box to check other text messages. Fu Shanming hadn't sent them since the last few messages, but he sent one this month, with a line written on it: Baby, the gates of hell are not closed.

He frowned slightly, not understanding why this person was so fussy, and after thinking about it, he still dialed, but his mobile phone had been turned off due to arrears, and he groaned.