Settled in the sweet spot

An Xu's face was sullen, worried that He Zheng would be scalded by the hot tea, and at the same time he heard Jian Zhao's serious questioning.

"Was discipline of steel the first thing that was emphasized when each of you first stepped into the profession?"

Jian Zhao stared at He Zheng who remained silent, neither humble nor overbearing, and continued: "There are so many monitors in the general archives room, and there are also devices for simultaneous uploading.

He Zheng, let me ask you, have you thought about the consequences of being seen by other people?

Or have you already made up your mind to spend the rest of your life in a military prison? "

Hearing this, An Xu blamed himself a lot. It turned out that it was such a place that he couldn't set foot in. In order not to let him down, He Zheng agreed so resolutely. Thinking about it, he felt that he was too ignorant.

"Fortunately, I met me this time and I still have acquaintances. I can protect you. What about next time?"

Speaking of this, Jian Zhao looked at An Xu again, and his tone softened a little.

"An Xu, I know you didn't find what you wanted, are you planning to go next time..."

He Zheng immediately interrupted his superior, and said indifferently: "I will justify our actions, and I believe that the organization will not blame good people."

"you……"

"But I still want to say that we have settled the case of Senior An Jing."

Jian Zhao heard his brother's name from his subordinates, as if it had been a lifetime ago, he had a headache and had nothing to say, and was powerless to explain to the persistent He Zheng and An Xu.

"An Jing was really just brutally murdered by drug lords. Another comrade who was dispatched at that time saw it with his own eyes."

When Jian Zhao mentioned those past events back then, his heart felt ashamed, and he confessed to An Xu some things that were not considered leaks.

"For the actions of the year, we sent undercover agents three times. The first two comrades returned intact. Our informant notified the drug lord of a major internal change, and your father and another colleague took advantage of the chaos to sneak in.

The organization prepared new identities for them. In order to prevent any accidents during the operation, they did not disclose the undercover mission to their families.

But the drug lord discovered during a transaction that your father wanted to send us information, and his undercover mission failed. For the sake of the overall situation, he would rather die than confess anything to anyone.

The other colleague did not reveal his identity, and he was able to return to the country smoothly during the undercover process until the end with our cooperation. The organization conducted a strict inspection of his identity, and he did not betray us.

After the task was completed, he returned to work in his original unit. He had his limb amputated in a car accident a few years ago, and now he can only make a living by selling fruit in a wheelchair.

An Xu, I know that you are not justified by your father's death, but the things you suspected... At least now, it seems that there is no evidence. "

An Xu, who walked all the way to the dark, his eyes were red, his face was sharp, and he smirked coldly: "My father didn't confess to you until his death, and he went undercover with a false identity. How did Xiao know the address of my home, and then sent the videotape of him being...choked into...meat.mud?"

Jian Zhao was stuck in the throat, unable to defend himself. He and other brothers, who had no rights back then, also questioned the person directly in charge of the case like An Xu. The leaders only said that the comrades who came back from undercover were fine.

As for An Xu and Shu Qing, maybe it was An Jing himself who revealed some information to be discovered by the drug lord. At that time, Jian Zhao and others almost fell out with the authorities because of An Jing's unexplained tragic death.

But the above sentence "no matter how unreasonable the cause of the sacrifice becomes unknown", this means that An Jing's death has deteriorated. He is not a hero who sacrificed, but a leaker who betrayed the country and the organization. Live well", they chose to slowly accept the fact that their good brother died in vain.

Jian Zhao's face was gray, and An Xu said to himself again, "My father cares most about the safety of my mother and me. The last time he went out from home, he only wore a pair of clothes. Even the clothes of our family of three I didn't bring any small group photos.

Uncle Jian, tell me, those people can find my house, could it be that they held a gun to my dad's head and forced him to speak out? "

His voice was choked and trembling, Jian Zhao didn't dare to look into An Xu's eyes, and at the same time, when An Xu asked him such a question, he even began to question again whether there was really something hidden about what happened back then.

He thought, that's An Jing, how could An Jing confess his own family members?

He Zheng, who blocked half of An Xu's body, heard the trembling voice behind him, and turned around expressionlessly.

The eyes like splashed ink seem to suck the helpless An Xu into them, to protect him, love him, and love him, so that he doesn't have to bear those heart-pounding pains.

The speechless Jian Zhao kept An Xu's questioning in his heart, stood up with his hands on the table, and walked to them.

Taking a long breath, he said in a low voice: "I will reconsider this matter, but the Chief Archives Office, don't try to sneak in here again. I'll only say this once, so don't take it seriously."

Jian Zhao brushed past the two of them, An Xu turned his head to stop him, with a sincere tone.

"Uncle Jane."

"thanks."

The man's stiff back relaxed, and he opened the door, leaving An Xu and An Xu with a back that was no longer young and passionate.

"We compromised too early, just wait."

The door was closed by Jian Zhao, and He Zheng used his fingertips to wipe away the wet tears on An Xu's face. He had expected the tragic death of An Xu's father and the torture their mother and son would endure, but he did not expect those drug lords to be so bloody.

Every time I tell these nightmares, it's like taking a knife to pierce a temporarily healed scar to let blood out, but fortunately, the blood released is poisonous, and An Xu can temporarily feel comfortable for a while when the "poison" is discharged.

Lifting the hem of the wet shirt, He Zheng's honey-colored skin was intact, and his plump abdominal muscles sank into his trousers.

"Is it still hot?" An Xu looked up at He Zheng.

The man shook his head, his eyes still staring at An Xu deeply.

"There's nothing you can't stand, go out, it's time for Xiao Shan to celebrate his birthday."

The living room is decorated with balloons and colorful flowers, and Xie Xiaoshan cooks stewed noodles like his grandson's old house, and Tang Sancai just brings back fruit cakes on electric tricycles. The noisy but lively group of people instantly Warm An Xu's heart.

The dining table surrounded by a large bowl of noodles for one person was full, and candles were lit, and Shen Long put the paper crown on Xie Xiaoshan's head.

"Xiao Shan, I wish you...Happy birthday to you and everyone. Let's make a wish and blow out the candles."

Xie Xiaoshan came to the Special Security Group at the age of 15, and his peers were still in the first year of high school. He had already finished college and followed these brothers and sisters through life and death.

His parents are PhDs in scientific research, and their concern for him since he was a child is not even as good as Shen Long's caring for him for the past three years.

He sometimes uses his emotionally dull but intelligent head to think whether it is a blessing or a curse not to live like a normal person.

Others praised him as a child prodigy, but he was a giant baby in life. Thanks to Brother Xiaolong and the others for taking care of him these years, Xie Xiaoshan looked around in front of the candlelight.

His grandfather Fang, his brother Xiaolong, brother Sancai, sister Suizi, brother Anxu, the boss, their two puppies, their noses are sore, and the young people who have just passed are sentimental. He closes his eyes and makes a wish. Spend every year's birthday completely with this big family.

"Hu~"

"Hey! I'm an adult, I'm an adult, hurry up and cut the cake, I'll get a bottle of Luzhou Laojiao to consecrate our big baby..." Tang Sancai coaxed and went to get the wine.

Feng Suizi grabbed him with an honest expression as if the brat at home was too skinny and needed Hai to beat him up a lesson, "Tang Sancai, I advise you to be kind."

The room burst into laughter.

Birthday present, the latest anti-shake mountain high-definition aerial camera from An Xu, a big red envelope from He Zheng, and a mechanical watch from Tang Sancai...

Everyone gave gifts to the group pets with their own ideas. Shenlong gave away the eye massager he bought, and before he finished, he took out an amulet that his parents wanted to give to Xiaoshan, which caused everyone to tsk .

An Xu teased Shen Long, "Looking at it this way, our Xiaoshan really looks like the child bride of Dalong's family~"

Without waiting for Shenlong to reply, Tang Sancai stopped, "Hey, I said that our Longer looked at the straight man of steel, but he was actually a deep cabinet~"

Shen Long, a simple and straight man, was black and red by the embarrassment of the two of them, and stammered, "What child bride, what kind of closet... What are you talking about..."

The old house listened to him and was getting impatient again. He slapped the table and said that the noodles were about to boil and eat quickly, when someone knocked on the living room door.

When everyone turned around, only Xie Xiaoshan was stunned for a moment, "Mom and Dad..."

"..."