Special Red Wine Supplier [Interstellar]

The ninth star field.

Ninth Legion meeting room.

The atmosphere in the conference room was suffocating. Since Marshal Du Kang left, every meeting was like an arrow on a string. Whoever loosened his nerve for a second would be pierced by a thousand arrows.

Huang Jiu, the head of the mecha department, sat by the window, not wanting to participate in this never-ending meeting.

It was still raining outside the window, and the sky seemed to be splashed with ink. The ink dripped down, covering up all the feasting and feasting in the world, leaving a light ink painting.

The rain gradually became heavier, and a few drops of rain fell on the back of Huang Jiu's hand resting on the window sill, and the coldness poured into the lungs along the blood.Huang Jiu didn't stop, he needed this coldness to wake up his mind.

The raindrops kept getting bigger and bigger, and it was just five or six raindrops playing on the back of the hand, but they gathered together in a blink of an eye, as if they planned to set up a camp here and grow into rivers, lakes and seas.

Suddenly, a white arm also appeared by the window sill, gently grabbed the man's muscular arm, and without much effort, brought the man's arm into the window.

"Why, you've been watching the movie "Federal Marshal's Romance and Moon" recently? Do you want to learn how to remember a beautiful woman in the rain?" the woman said, and handed Huang Jiu a tissue.

Huang Jiu took the tissue, lowered her head, and wiped it slowly.After a long time, he looked at the woman beside him, Granny Xin.

Xin Po, the head of the intelligence department of the Ninth Army Corps, will be over forty next year, but she has the baby face of an underage girl. Break into the army.

Huang Jiu: "I just think this meeting is boring. The general headquarters has been here more than a dozen times. What's the progress?"

Granny Xin made a charming appearance, but unfortunately her face does not have the conditions to be charming, and she has a sense of disobedience as a little girl stealing her mother's lipstick. "I think the people from the headquarters may have fallen in love with me, and they came to express their love to me in the name of promoting the new marshal."

Huang Jiu couldn't help shaking his hands twice. When Du Kang was around, he could use his thicker skin to suppress Po Xin. Now that Du Kang is not around, Po Xin let herself go even more.

Granny Xin wrapped her hands around Huang Jiu, and rubbed her little finger against the back of Huang Jiu's hand a few times.Huang Jiu didn't feel the spring water rippling, just felt creepy.

"Hey, look, the team leader is really giving me a sneak peek," said Po Xin, and there was a string of silver bell-like laughter at the end.

Huang Jiu followed her gaze, and was a little surprised that the team leader sent by the Federal Command to negotiate did indeed look at them.It's just that the eyes are very complicated, not the tenderness that Po Xin understands.

Huang Jiu didn't say anything.

The Ninth Army has been without a leader for more than a year, and the Federal Command sent people here again and again, which was also forced by the situation.

According to the unwritten tradition of the military department, the new marshal is generally nominated by the previous marshal, and he will take office after review by the Federal Command.

This time the situation was special, Du Kang was still so young, and he died unexpectedly, which was unexpected by everyone.Du Kang never nominated a successor when he was in office.

According to the customary rules, in this case, candidates should be elected from the upper-level team of the original legion, and then reported to the general headquarters for review.It's just that they couldn't accept the news of Du Kang's death, and they never thought of anyone other than Du Kang who could lead them, so they didn't recommend it for a long time.

The original team couldn't choose anyone, so this position was naturally coveted.The forces of all parties are intricate, and they all want to get a piece of the pie, but instead contain each other, so that it has been delayed for more than a year.

"I still don't believe it, Xiao Du just left like this." Xin Po whispered, her words were sad, like the rain outside the window, with endless sorrow.

Huang Jiu was stunned for a moment and didn't speak again.

The rain outside the window became heavier, and all the scenery was shrouded in the rain, and everything became hazy.

Huang Jiu's mood at the moment is very complicated, too many indescribable emotions are like this rainwater, densely gathered in the heart, and accumulated a bottomless pool.

He couldn't tell Grandma Xin that maybe Du Kang was still alive, because he wasn't sure whether the person chatting on Xingji.com that day was actually Du Kang.

If not, how could he log into the bound Yipiaojiu account.

If so, why Du Kang didn't want to come back, at least leave a letter with their Linyuanxian Yutuan people.

Is there any pain?

Or is he tired of fighting?

Huang Jiu: "Grandma Xin, tell me, is there such a thing as resurrection from the dead in the world?"

Xin Po: "It's not really dead. If it's dead, I don't believe in resurrection."

Huang Jiu: "Then tell me, who would appear in the name of a dead person?"

Grandma Xin: "My words mean that the wronged soul is still alive, the corpse is cheating, and the light is shining. If it is not me, it means that the intention is not right, cheating money and sex, and fooling children. You can choose one."

Huang Jiu wanted to ask, if it was Du Kang, but he swallowed the words.He remembered the last message Du Kang gave him that day, "Be careful of those around you."

What exactly does this sentence mean?

How big are the people around you?

Is it their Linyuanxian fish regiment, or the upper echelon of the entire Ninth Army, or on a larger scale, the entire Ninth Army?

The rain outside the window became heavier, and thousands of stitches and threads seemed to be woven into a net, covering Huang Jiu so hard to breathe.

"I'll go out for a breath." Huang Jiu said.

Xin Po noticed that his complexion was unwell: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, your mother-in-law Xin is too glamorous, I have to go out and see the five big and three thick rough men to balance." Huang Jiu made a not-so-funny joke.

Xin Po shrugged: "Forget it."

Huang Jiu walked slowly along the military corridor.

The entire military headquarters was wrapped in the rain.The rainwater fell on the ground, spontaneously forming tens of thousands of criss-crossing streams, which were quickly drained by the military's good drainage system, failing to converge into rivers, lakes and seas.

"I've just seen Yipiaojiu Dashen go online, and it's time to gather again."

"Me too, sooner or later, it's rare to be online at the same time as an idol."

Two recruits walked past Huang Jiu without recognizing the head of the Mecha Department.

"Who were you talking about just now?" Huang Jiu pressed the shoulder of one of the recruits.

Seeing his strong aura, the recruit said submissively, "I'm talking about the master of wine in the interstellar arena."

As soon as the words fell, Huang Jiu ran into the rain.

==

Interstellar Arena, Room 06868.

Huang Jiu sat in the rest area.

The room is set in a private mode, no audience is allowed to watch, and an invitation is required to enter. 3 minutes ago, he sent the invitation message to a spoonful of wine.

"Open an arena room to chat, Xiao Jiuer, you are really getting more and more reckless."

The person who came was still the unruly appearance in his memory, even if he squeezed a face that was not coquettish at all.

Huang Jiu stared at the person in front of him: "Du Kang? Marshal Du?"

The visitor stretched out his hands and made a gesture of welcoming and hugging. "Little Jiu'er, let me feel your warm embrace, wrap your burly arms around me tightly, and knock me away with your broad and thick chest, let us be lingering like ivy... "

"stop!"

Huang Jiu is now sure that it is this person, after all, he can say such disgusting words without blushing and heartbeat, and no one else can imitate them.

Huang Jiu didn't send a hug, and stood quietly, looking at the person in front of him, not knowing what it was like, his eyes were a little hot and humid.After a long time, he said with a bit of tears: "You... aren't... the mech is destroyed, and there is no body left?"

Du Kang put on a look of crying without tears, and recited affectionately: "Yes / that day / I became the past / dust to dust / dust to dust. But my soul / he can't calm down / he still thinks about his Xiao Jiu’er. So/He trekked across mountains and rivers/He crossed mountains and ridges/Finally saw his little Jiu’er. He quietly said to Xiao Jiu’er: “I… come back… I’m here…”

When he said the four words "I'm back", Du Kang said it in a sad and low voice, which can be seamlessly brought into various ghost films.

Huang Jiu pursed his lips. He felt that he had the urge to cry last second, it must be a hole in his head.

"Okay." Du Kang took the initiative to end the molestation of his former good classmate and former colleague, and clapped his hands, as if he had killed all the fools just now.

Du Kang: "Are you going to join the organizing committee of this Mech Gathering?"

Huang Jiu nodded. "What, you old cucumber is also painted green to participate?"

Du Kang: "Isn't it possible? Fengyunhui stipulates that anyone under the age of 60 can participate, and the whole people are in a prosperous age. I can be regarded as a youthful youth in it."

Huang Jiu: ...

This kind of shameless energy, even if he said it was a fake Du Kang, he wouldn't believe it!

"Yes, it's still in its prime. A federal marshal participated with other people. It's really fun to share with the people. But then again, participating in the Fengyun Club requires real-name registration. Are you able to pass it?" Huang Jiu was curious.

Du Kang: "Don't worry about that, I have my own solution. Oh yes, I want you to help me look up some information from the military system."

"You said."

"Find someone for me, Fan Yingran."

Why is this name a little familiar.Huang Jiu searched around in his mind, and suddenly remembered the image corresponding to the name.

Fan Yingran, a former graduate of the First Military Academy.If there is a genius who can be compared with Du Kang in the first military academy in the past century, it must be this person.After graduating, he was directly summoned by the General Headquarters and participated in a military project. Afterwards, there was no news. There were rumors that he was treason, and there were also rumors that he died in a mission.

This person is a round older than them, and it stands to reason that there is no intersection. "Is there something wrong with him? Something to do with your death?"

Du Kang shook his head. "It doesn't matter. I'm looking into another matter. I just want to know what happened between the military department and Fan Yingran back then."

Huang Jiu nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Du Kang might not tell him his intentions when he explained the matter to him, but it's always right to do it.

"Du Kang..." Huang Jiu hesitated for a long time, as if he was struggling with something: "Last time you told me to be careful of the people around you, who exactly is it?"

Du Kang stared at Huang Jiu, and said for a long time: "Xiao Jiuer, take it easy, you just stay in the Ninth Army without showing your face."

Huang Jiu: "I'm even more flustered when you say that."

Du Kang laughed at himself: "The human heart is the most difficult existence to fathom. If you want to see through it, you will tire yourself."

Huang Jiu: "Recently, the Federation has a lot of complaints about the Ninth Army's inability to launch a new marshal."

Du Kang: "I didn't expect me to be so glorious and great in your hearts, with a stalwart image, I am so proud."

Huang Jiu didn't follow his teasing, and said in a low voice, "None of us can accept a leader other than you."

long silence.

"A bunch of idiots." Du Kang shook his head and turned his back so that Huang Jiu could not see his expression. "I'll go down first, and there will be a period later, my little Jiu'er."