into the sheath

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was so beautiful and warm that people couldn't bear to break it, Tang Heng slipped out of the kitchen without taking a piece of cake, leaving the space alone for the couple.

He paced back to the living room, thought for a while, clicked on the terminal again, and sent a message to the only contact in the address book——

Do you like cake?

After squatting next to the sofa and typing this line with a guilty conscience, Tang Heng let out a long sigh of relief when the successful sending icon lit up, as if he had completed an extremely difficult task.

After squatting for a while, he wiped his face, and then recovered from the daze.

This was just an ordinary question, Tang Heng thought to himself, he was just curious about his preferences, it was nothing.

But as soon as this thought came to him, he sensed a sense of self-deception.

It should be that the cake aroma from the kitchen is too sweet and fragrant, making people's minds messed up.

More than half an hour later, Xiong Jun saw Tang Heng waiting there at the door of his study. The young sentinel was playing a single-player game with his head down. When he heard the footsteps of the approacher, he just glanced up and nodded. nod.

The door of the study beside Tang Heng was not locked, the door panel was ajar, and bright white light came out from the crack of the door, and some of the interior furnishings could be vaguely glimpsed.

"Come in." Saying that, Xiong Jun pushed open the door.

Tang Heng responded, immediately stopped the game, and walked in behind Xiong Jun.

Tang Heng has always regarded the study as an extremely private personal space, and he doesn't know when he started to have the habit. Although he has been to this study countless times before, every time as long as Xiong Jun doesn't call him, he will Will not step in half a step.

Prudence is like a boundary that is strictly guarded against.

Compared with the simple yet elegant layout of the living room, this study is orderly and cold. The complete black, white and gray colors occupy almost the entire field of vision. The dark curtains are drawn tightly, and a beam of warm light Can't get in.

For a long time, when it came to the study room, Tang Heng imagined it would look like this, but now, inexplicably, he suddenly thought of another room filled with warm colors.

Tang Heng settled down, pulled his thoughts away from his reverie, and before Xiong Jun could speak, he spoke first: "I guess you have other things to tell me, not just asking me about this paragraph. Isn't the schedule of time so simple?"

After speaking, Tang Heng dragged a chair and sat down.

There is a huge desk between him and Xiong Jun. Under the cold white light, the iron-gray desktop glows with a cold inorganic light, but there is another sudden bright color that disrupts the entire layout—that is A felt doll, made by an inexperienced craftsman, which makes the originally naive orange cat look a bit ferocious.

But Xiong Jun didn't seem to think it was out of place in the study.

"There are some things." Xiong Jun touched the screen a few times, and then turned it to Tang Heng, "There are a few tasks here, do you see if there is any you want to take?"

These are routine tasks.

Tang Heng only browsed briefly and then looked away, "I'm not very interested, let's talk about it later." After a pause, he continued, "I want to join the military."

When saying this, Tang Heng stared at Xiong Jun's eyes without blinking, and clenched his hands unconsciously.

Xiong Jun was not surprised by this, "Because of Jiang Feng?"

"...This is only part of the reason." Seeing what Xiong Jun said, Tang Heng calmed down, "I think I can accept the environment and life there."

"If you want to ask me, my suggestion is: don't go." Xiong Jun said, "You also know what kind of existence the 'gray pigeon' is. Although it is not completely black, it is impossible to talk about it. Innocent, among other things, just the background check is very difficult for you."

Tang Heng opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

"Wait for me to finish first." Xiong Jun raised his hand and made a gesture, "I don't know what's going on between you and that guide, it might not be difficult for him to forge an identity and let you enter the army , but this also means that you are bound to him.

"It may be nothing now, but have you considered the future? You don't know his details, his behavior, his past and future plans. He is a fog to you, but you are a cloud A book opened in front of him."

Tang Heng frowned on the overt and hidden meanings in these words, "Jiang Feng wouldn't treat me like this."

Xiong Jun only took a deep look at him, "Have you ever heard of Qin Hong?"

Tang Heng was taken aback by the sudden bypass of the topic, "Qin Hong? Which two words?"

Xiong Jun called up the information of this person on the screen - a handsome man, in the photo he was smiling brightly at the camera, which made him look much younger than his actual age; and the whole information Looking at it, it can't be said that it is mediocre, but there is nothing special about it.

"An ordinary person, an independent reporter." Tang Heng looked at Xiong Jun, "What's wrong with him?"

"Has he ever come to see you?"

Tang Heng was even more confused.He stared at the photo for a few more seconds, making sure he had no memory of the face at all.

Tang Heng shook his head, "I haven't seen it before."

After getting this reply, Xiong Jun's expression softened a little, "I can't make a conclusion about the specifics now, but you should pay attention to this person in the future. Especially when you are with that guide."

Tang Heng knew that Xiong Jun's "guide" was referring to Jiang Feng.

An ordinary person, Jiang Feng.

Tang Heng was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered another thing.

Once the chaotic thoughts have a direction, all the details will gradually become clear.

——What happened that day was related to Jiang Feng.

——He was accompanied by another person, an ordinary person.

——Male, about 1.7 meters five, with a bit long hair, probably reaching the shoulders.Should be a lefty.Fair skin, round eyes, thin lips, a bit like that who...

The narration in the memory overlapped with the photo in front of him little by little, and the hidden things behind it made Tang Heng vaguely feel a little chilly.

"'Monkey,'" Tang Heng swallowed, "Has 'monkey' ever come to look for you?"

But this time, Xiong Jun's unmoving appearance was finally broken.He furrowed his thick eyebrows tightly, and his tone suddenly became serious, "Hou Zhiqiang? What did he come to see me for?"

"I made a deal with him." Tang Heng clenched his fists, "That was the time, you told me about his whereabouts. He said he was leaving the main city and was looking for someone to protect him, so I told him Let him come to you, and in exchange he told me some news."

After speaking, Xiong Jun fell into a long silence, and the dignified atmosphere spread instantly in this small study room.

Tang Heng felt that he heard the sound of his own heartbeat, bang bang, bang bang, as if it hit the eardrum directly.His throat was astringent, as if he had exhausted all his strength before he managed to squeeze out the next three words.

"……What's wrong?"

"'Monkey' is dead." Xiong Jun said in a deep voice, "according to the time, it is the day before you left here. It was drowned in the river and washed ashore. The thorny people went to claim it and confirmed that he was not wrong. The statement given to the outside world is that he slipped and fell into the water."

Xiong Jun said: "We suspect that it was Jiang Feng's hand."

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