A jeep drove into the compound, the door opened, and An Ruosu appeared next to the car.
A minute later, in the Soviet-style office building with the atmosphere of the 1960s, the sound of women's officers' shoes hitting the ground echoed in the empty corridors.
Outside Lin Zhonghu's office door, An Ruosu knocked on the door.
The voice of Lin Zhonghu came from inside: "Please come in."
Pushing the door open, An Ruosu saluted: "Report!"
"Is it Ruosu?" Lin Zhonghu was obviously a little surprised: "You arrived so soon?"
An Ruosu looked around the room. In addition to Lin Zhonghu, Wei Tiansheng and Lei Ming were also sitting across from the desk. They were obviously talking about something.
"Director Lin, are you talking about something? How about I wait?" An Ruosu said and turned around to exit.
"No, we are not outsiders." Lin Zhonghu waved to her, "You said there is something urgent, is it about Qin Fei?"
Wei Tiansheng and Lei Ming both looked at An Ruosu's face.
An Ruosu looked a little tired and her eyes were a little dark, obviously she didn't sleep well last night.
"Sit down!" Lei Ming stood up, went to the coffee table and picked up the thermos to pour water for An Ruosu.
An Ruosu came to the desk, thought for a moment, and placed the folder she had been holding on Lin Zhonghu's desk.
"Director Lin, I think Qin Fei is not dead."
"Is everything okay?" The first person to react was not Lin Zhonghu, but Wei Tiansheng next to him. "Ruosu, what clues did you find?"
An Ruosu opened the folder, took out a picture, and placed it in front of everyone.
Lei Ming came back after pouring the water and placed the cup in front of An Ruosu, "Sit down first and talk slowly if you have something to say. This is not a battlefield, don't just stand around."
He was also very interested in what An Ruosu said. As he said this, his eyes had already fallen on the photo.
It was a printed picture. There were many black people in the picture, as well as a few white people and one Chinese. Many people in the picture were wearing white coats and looked like medical staff.
Everyone was surrounding a stretcher, and there was a person whose face could not be seen clearly lying on the stretcher. Since the photo was taken from the side, it was only captured from an angle through the gap in the crowd, and a small side view of the person lying on the stretcher could be seen.
part.
"This picture..." Lei Ming frowned. He didn't see anything special. "What does it have to do with Qin Fei?"
"I think the person lying on the stretcher is Qin Fei!" An Ruosu said with a very certain tone.
These words were like dropping a bomb in the room, shocking the three veteran special forces present.
"Qin Fei?" Wei Tiansheng grabbed the photo, looked left and right, and studied it for a long time.
He was very familiar with Qin Fei, but he really couldn't tell from the photo that the man with only one-third of his face was Qin Fei.
Wei Tiansheng looked a little disappointed, put the photo back on the table, looked at An Ruosu and said: "Ruosu, I know you are very sad when Qin Fei died. After all, you have known each other since you were children, but..."
"I know what you are going to say, Political Commissar Wei, you said that based on this alone you cannot be sure that Qin Fei is still alive, right?" An Ruosu's expression was as cold as an ice sculpture. She was born in a red family since she was a child, and she is a little more mature than ordinary people.
Quite calm.
What's more, in the more than a month since Qin Fei's "sacrifice", she had not had a good night's sleep.
In her dream, she saw Qin Fei for a long time. Qin Fei from a different era. Qin Fei was carrying a military green schoolbag and smiled mischievously at her. Qin Fei was wearing camouflage uniforms and walking with him on the avenue of the 203 training base.
He smiled and patted her shoulder like a buddy...
She took out another document from the folder and spread it out on the table.
"The final version of the on-site investigation report by the police in Country D has been released. Our people over there got a copy. In the document, we found DNA traces of a total of 18 people. Although there were no bodies, none of them belonged to Qin Fei.
Don't you find it strange?" An Ruosu said: "I know you must have said that the explosion caused a fire and everything was burned down, but why did others leave traces? Qin Fei didn't leave anything behind?"
"Ruosu..." Lei Ming lowered his head, his eyes never leaving the survey report, "The bomb was tied to Qin Fei... He was the center of the explosion..."
"Okay, even if what you said is true, how do you explain this..." An Ruosu pointed to the photo of the man dressed as a mercenary lying on a stretcher with only one third of his face in profile, "Look at his
There is a very small mole under the base of the ear, and Qin Fei also has such a mole in the same position."
Lin Zhonghu picked up the photo and took a look. Sure enough, although the photo was in black and white, there was a small black spot less than 2 mm in that location.
The black spots are so small that you won't even notice them if you don't pay attention.
However, it seems a bit far-fetched to judge that it is Qin Fei just based on this small black dot.
An Ruosu continued: "This photo was taken by a reporter in Free City, Sierra Leone. During this time, there was a rebellion there, and many mercenary units were involved in the evacuation. This mercenary lying on a stretcher belongs to
A team of five people, and in the end, they single-handedly dealt with more than 200 rebels, killed the opponent's leader, and disrupted the attack to the north of Liberty City, hindering the entire rebel movement, so the local residents took him
Considered a hero."
Everyone looked at An Ruosu and said nothing.
Because there are still too many questions. How could things that happened on the distant African continent be related to Qin Fei, who died in the operation of country D?
It does sound like some fantasy.
"I checked the local newspaper and asked our agency there." An Ruosu said: "According to intelligence, some people call this lone hero 'Qin', which is the abbreviation of his name by foreigners. Of course,
Maybe it’s just a homophonic pronunciation. I contacted the local special agents and asked them to inquire about the news.”
"What's the result?" Wei Tiansheng asked eagerly.
"Someone is covering up Qin Fei's traces." An Ruosu stretched out his finger and clicked on a mercenary who looked Asian in the picture. "I have found out the identity of this person. What do you think he is?"
who?"
An Ruosu's eyes swept over the faces of every veteran present.
"Who?" Lin Zhonghu asked.
An Ruosu said to Lin Zhonghu: "Director Lin, you know this person."
Turning to Wei Tiansheng: "You also know Political Commissar Wei."
Lei Ming pointed at himself.
An Ruosu said: "Team Lei, you have a shorter military experience, so you don't know him."
Lei Ming put down his finger with some boredom, while Wei Tiansheng and Lin Zhonghu reached for the picture almost at the same time.
Lin Zhonghu still gave way to Wei Tiansheng. Wei Tiansheng picked up the picture and stared at the Chinese face, his pupils gradually contracted and his expression became solemn.
After more than ten seconds, his expression gradually relaxed and unfolded...
Then, it turned into surprise and a little bit of surprise.
"It's him!" Wei Tiansheng looked at Lin Zhonghu and handed the picture to his old comrade: "Don't tell me you don't know him!"
Lin Zhonghu took the picture and looked at it carefully.
The memory was pushed aside in a fog, as if I had returned to those days in southern Xinjiang, with the sound of gunshots, cannons, and the familiar smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.
The face in the photo seemed to have traveled through countless time and space, and the yellowed memory gradually peeled off in his thoughts, finally revealing his true face!
"It's Yu Zhonghua! It's him! That's right!"
The tiger in the forest suddenly screamed excitedly.