Special Red Wine Supplier [Interstellar]

How is this going?

In the chaos, Zhong Wanfeng walked back to Father Zhong's room, and his eyes fell on the specimen of Hagiri eagle.By coincidence, he found a gap in the specimen covered under the fur, and stuck in.

His storage is still there, and besides that, there seems to be one more thing.Zhong Wanfeng took it out, it was a letter, and it was written that my son personally wrote it.

Zhong Wanfeng opened the letter. The letter was very long and handwritten. Zhong Wanfeng read it word by word, and tears gradually filled his eyes.

In the letter, Zhong Yi explained everything to him in the past few days.

Zhong Yi said that he trusts his son, he knows that he is not a good father, and he reflects that he does not know enough about his son.

When this happened, he realized that it was a big deal, but Zhong Wanfeng had a thought and would rather keep it in his heart than reveal it.

He took advantage of Zhong Wanfeng to go out and peeked into his room.He knew there was a space inside the stuffed Hagiri eagle, and he checked it, too, and found the storage.After reading the items in the storage period, he knew that Zhong Wanfeng would not escape this encounter.

If he wanted to protect Zhong Wanfeng, there was no perfect solution. If he wanted to hide from the dark hand behind the scenes who could control the state machine, Zhong Yi only thought of one method, which was quite absurd and unacceptable to ordinary people.

He turned himself into Zhong Haifeng, and turned Zhong Haifeng into himself.

Just as Zhong Haifeng was unwilling to reveal that he had the puppet power, Zhong Yi never revealed that he had the disguise power in addition to the healing power.In the early years, Zhong Yi also used his superb disguise ability to do some ridiculous things, so after he became a doctor, he never included this ability in his resume.

With the full-level healing ability and disguise ability, coupled with decades of surgeon experience, Zhong Yi performed a permanent face-changing operation for himself and Zhong Haifeng.

And later, as reported in the federal news.The furious family members of the soldiers murdered "Zhong Wanfeng" in the chaos. As for whether the perpetrators were family members or other unknown persons, no one will pursue it further.

Zhong Wanfeng looked at the end of the letter and burst into tears.Father Zhong said that the reason why he made a specimen of the Hagi Falcon was because the Hagi Falcon attacked his mother at that time. After making a specimen, it unexpectedly caused Zhong Wanfeng's misunderstanding.

The body of "Zhong Wanfeng" was sent back one month later, with the late news of his redress.The media and public opinion are nothing but grass. Those who scolded him the most a few months ago are now on the cusp of complaining about him.

The federal government investigation team also sent a special team to condolences to him, the "victim's family."After all, Zhong Yi is a high-level healing power user, and there are many people who want to make friends.Looking at those hypocritical faces, his heart felt ashamed.

After that, Zhong Wanfeng couldn't pretend to be sick at all.He bored himself at home, did not leave the door, did not open the second door, and the crowds who came to visit ranged from crowded to empty.When he stayed in the villa, it was like staying in a huge crystal coffin. No matter how luxurious the coffin was, it was just a coffin.

==

Zhong Wanfeng looked at the two young men in front of him.

The Battle of Lone Forest Star was the focus of attention, even if he stayed behind closed doors all day long, he still heard about it.When the two first entered the room, he knew why they came.

More than 30 years later, someone came to check the old things again.

Zhong Wanfeng sighed lightly and did not deny his identity. "It's all old stuff, forget it." He said lightly.

His father disguised him as an old man, but he didn't let his heart grow old.In the dead of night, he could hear the powerful beating of his heart, and he could also feel the passionate flow of his blood.There is still an eagle living in his heart, wanting to fly in the vast sky.

But the blood is gradually fading away in the long years and fruitless investigations.He felt that he had found the bayonet that stabbed the Union, and the bayonet was full of rust.He desperately poked at the rust, but it was in vain, he couldn't see the true appearance of the bayonet behind the rust.

Du Kang stared at Zhong Wanfeng who was wearing a bell-winged face.For some reason, he could understand the other person's emotions.The suffering of the years is like an old wound that has scabbed over. When it is uncovered again, it will be accompanied by pain and the bitterness of the old days.

Du Kang took out a document from the storage container and handed it to Zhong Wanfeng.

"what is this?"

"The super soldier plan of the headquarters has entered the preparation stage."

Zhong Wanfeng casually flipped through the pages a few times, his eyelids opened suddenly. "this……"

"This is almost a replica of the Central Star Project back then."

Zhong Wanfeng's face darkened in an instant. He thought that when Fan Yingran made a fuss and ran away, the people behind the scenes would restrain themselves. He didn't expect that after more than 30 years, this plan would come back again.

"Senior Zhong, I really need your help."

Zhong Wanfeng sighed softly: "I'm afraid I can't help you with too much help. I can only give you the physical evidence and materials I kept back then." After saying that, he got up and went upstairs. The object was handed over to Du Kang.

Zhong Wanfeng said meaningfully: "This road is not easy to walk, you should think about it clearly."

Du Kang gratefully accepted and nodded firmly.

==

central star.West Black District.

Inside a villa.

The night wind was blowing against the windows of the room, and there was a strange howling of ghosts and wolves.

The old man was standing by the wall, playing with the ancient grandfather clock.

Soon, a young man pushed the door open and entered.

"Old Wu, what are you doing?" the young man asked.

The old man stopped turning the clock face, and said respectfully: "The news came from below that the Patriarch of the Xiao family and Du Kang have recognized each other..."

After the young man listened to the old man's statement, his expression was like the night outside the window.

"This Du Kang is really a troublesome character." The young man said.

The old man didn't dare to answer. He once reminded the person in front of him to pay more attention to this young and promising Marshal of the Ninth Army, but unfortunately the other party didn't take this matter to heart.

The young man fiddled with his fingers: "Unexpectedly, his father was a troublesome character at the beginning, and he didn't give up. The situation forced this child to stay, but he didn't expect it to be a disaster. The game of pushing the boat with the water at Pasdak Star The move is also very powerful."

The old man: "I heard that the deputy marshal sent by Ji Youshang to lurk beside Du Kang has also disappeared. With Du Kang's methods, I'm afraid it's more ominous."

The young man closed his eyes slightly, his face was obviously very gentle, but it made people feel that the soles of his feet were stepping on thorns, and he was afraid of taking a wrong step.

"Forget it, we have more important things to do now. We will deal with this ant after the overall situation is settled," the young man said.

The old man hesitated for a long time, then said tremblingly: "But Du Kang has been to Pasdak Star, and had an encounter with Fan Yingran back then, so it's hard to guarantee that he won't notice that this new plan is different."

The young man lowered his eyes and sneered: "Don't worry, it won't get in the way. He's probably still complacent about catching the traitor from the Ninth Army, but he probably wouldn't have thought that the new team he was using as his trump card also had our members."

==

half a month later.

Ninth Star Field, Nine Dragon Star, Ninth Army Base.

Today is the traditional festival on Nine Dragons, Lantern Festival.On this day, people will make exquisite headlamps with different blessings written on them. Instead of putting open flames or light bulbs in the lamps, they will put a bowl full of self-brewed wine.The lamp is hung in a place that can be easily accessed by human hands. If people take out the wine from the lamp and drink it, they will be able to reap the full blessings on the lamp.

The base of the Ninth Army was beaming with joy and decorated with lanterns and festoons.The Lantern Festival is not considered a big festival in Jiulongxing, and it is not listed in the statutory holidays, but it is far better than other festivals in the Ninth Army base.

It is said that the earliest Marshal of the Ninth Army was extremely fond of fine wine.Within the scope allowed by the military law, the Lantern Festival was set as an important festival of the Ninth Army out of selfishness, but unexpectedly it developed into a custom.

"So many troubles are all in this wine." Han Ruoruo, who had the best wine in Linyuan Xianyu Ball, smiled from ear to ear.

The banquet hall is full of headlights, which are full of brilliance, but there is no wine in the lights, because everyone said that such arty customs are not in line with the informal style of our group, and it would be more enjoyable to pour wine directly.

Responsible for the work related to the Lantern Festival, Lu Fengliu, the head of the logistics department, stood up: "Then let me write a poem to celebrate the reunion of this festival."

Grandma Xin rolled her eyes: "Your level of rhyme is so mediocre, it's better not to tarnish the atmosphere."

Lu Fengliu choked, and had no choice but to approach Du Kang pretending to be wronged: "Boss, you have to make the decision for me. This old woman who loves to pretend to be tender has hit my young and fragile heart again."

Li Zishao from the equipment department hit him: "Lu Fengliu, with your romantic appearance, you are only suitable for letting others down, not being let down by others."

Lu Fengliu refused to accept it, and choked on Li Zishao: "According to your theory, with your sad appearance, you shouldn't celebrate any festivals, and when the festivals come, you should close the small dark room, so as not to affect everyone's interest."

Du Kang took a sip of wine, watched the crowd frolicking, and laughed without saying a word.

All the soldiers at the other tables came forward to toast one after another, and everyone in Linyuan Xianyutuan didn't shy away from it at all, and drank it all with pride.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone is drunk.

Lu Fengliu: "This is the safest Lantern Festival. I still remember that in the first year I joined the company, I just waited for this day to be able to ignore the military regulations and drink to my heart's content. As a result, two days before the festival, there was an influx of star bugs. My fleet was assigned a mission, and I didn't drink a drop of wine."

Lu Fengliu felt melancholy recalling the past, and couldn't help but drink two more cups to make up for it.He looked at Nian Jiashu who was sitting across from him: "Little tree, what are you doing, what are you doing with that lamp without drinking?"

Nian Jiashu's mother is an aborigine of Jiulongxing, and she respects traditional festivals. Even though the Ninth Army had changed this festival into a rare and relaxing holiday for drinking, he still made lanterns according to the festival custom.

"Xiaoshu is so ingenious." Granny Xin leaned over and glanced at the delicately cut handmade lanterns. "Let me see what blessings you wrote, I hope Zhu Yijiao will return soon..."

Xin Po's voice gradually weakened, and finally the entire main table fell silent.

It has been more than two months since Zhu Yijiao disappeared. For more than a month, Du Kang was under investigation at the Central Star General Headquarters, but during the following period, Du Kang kept silent about Zhu Yijiao in the Ninth Army. I have already guessed in my heart.

Xin Po glanced at Nianjiashu, this idiot really does not open any pot and lift any pot.

Du Kang was calm: "Little Zhu seems serious, but when he becomes crazy, we can't catch him. He hasn't made a report for almost three months after he left. You said that when he comes back, should he be killed a few times?"

Nian Jiashu was the first to agree, clapping his hands and applauding: "A few meals are not enough. I think at least one year's food contract will be contracted. By the way, he will divide up the rare things he collects as a consolation for us."

Xin Po glanced at Nian Jiashu who was smiling very happily, and rolled her eyes again, what a fool.

"I'll go out to catch my breath." Du Kang said, put down his wine glass, and walked out of the banquet hall.

The night is good tonight, the sky is full of stars, and it contrasts with the bright lights on the ground. Under the bright light, the base of the Ninth Army appears a bit lonely.

Du Kang was pacing in the grove not far from the banquet hall, the shadows of people were long and short, interlaced with the shadows of trees from time to time.

"Du Kang." Footsteps came from behind.

Du Kang didn't look back, just found a rough log, leaned against it, and looked at the galaxy in the sky.

Huang Jiu walked to Du Kang's side, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Is something wrong with Zhu Yijiao?"

Du Kang didn't answer, but asked instead: "What do you think?"

Huang Jiu considered it carefully before saying cautiously: "Zhu Yijiao, is she the ghost of the Ninth Army?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Well... just... intuition..."

Du Kang couldn't help laughing, the wood also had an intuition. "Zhu Yijiao can't come back."

Huang Jiu guessed a little earlier, and with the psychological construction, the reaction was not very big. "Then...how are you going to deal with this..."

After all, the life and death of a deputy marshal is of great importance. Even if the legions have great autonomy, this matter is not an internal matter that has been reduced to a small matter.

Du Kang sighed: "This matter involves a wide range of levels. It's not just Zhu Yijiao alone, nor is it a legion of the Ninth Army. It may even be related to the death that I didn't see back then."

Hearing this long-standing name, Huang Jiu was a little dazed. In his memory, the images of the three of them traveling across the world rushed out, carrying the fearlessness and publicity of their school days.

Du Kang stared at Huang Jiu: "I'm going to investigate and verify some things. I'm afraid I'll have to take care of you for the Ninth Army."

Huang Jiu was nervous, and the stuttering problem recurred again: "This... if you go... the general... the general headquarters... will definitely not allow...then..."

Du Kang interrupted him, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will naturally think of a way to get the best of both worlds, but I need your cooperation when the time comes."