Ye Qinghan suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem: "Can't Xing Feng handle it?"
The old man nodded: "Several people have been sent to investigate before, but they all died inexplicably. After they sent the message at the last moment, even the people and the bodies disappeared."
"You know the power of the Nether Hand, it is not something that ordinary people can deal with."
"This shows that there is a mysterious strength in Jiangning that cannot be dealt with by the hands of the Netherworld."
"Xing Feng is indeed good. But he is a force in the world."
"I understand." Ye Qinghan felt heavy, even though Xing Feng was his love rival, and his mother had recently made a withdrawal, raised money to buy a small house in Jiangning, and moved here long ago.
Xing Feng's father is also planning to finish settling the matters at hand and move in with him.
Nowadays, Xing Feng's mother often visits the Su family and often accompanies Su Wu. She is indeed a strong enemy.
But for Ye Qinghan, even if Su Wu really couldn't become his woman, he wouldn't let Xing Feng die.
"I understand." Ye Qinghan smiled bitterly, "Xing Feng is the son of tomorrow and a bright sword to protect the people."
"We are always people living in darkness."
The old man was a little sad: "A lot of things are like this. Some people live in bright light, and some people can only live in darkness to illuminate others."
"I feel wronged to you."
Ye Qinghan shook his head: "I'm not wronged. This is good," he suddenly smiled bitterly, "At least I shouldn't be burdened by the formality, and I don't have to live a miserable life."
He suppressed the pain in his heart. After returning to Jiangning, he hoped to live in the light like Xing Feng, relieve himself of all the heavy responsibilities, and become a happy and rich man.
To put it bluntly, if Xing Feng dies, the country will posthumously declare him a martyr and publicize him with great fanfare.
But these brothers are different. When they die, they are dead. Even their family members don’t know how they died or why they died.
What's more, few of them have families.
The old man said earnestly: "After this incident is over, all of you will retire and settle down in Jiangning from now on."
"Really?" Ye Qinghan suddenly became excited, "Are you serious?"
After all, most people like them died on the battlefield, and few of them escaped unscathed.
It may also be a kind of faith, a faith that will never stop until death.
Therefore, it cannot be said that we did not retreat unscathed, but that we had the belief that we would die on the battlefield and the belief that we would not retreat until death.
It would be a miracle if their brothers could escape unharmed.
The old man said very seriously: "I keep my word. When the time comes, I will ask someone to destroy all your files for you. You can be happy and rich."
"good."
In order to allow the brothers to live a real life under the sun, Ye Qinghan made up his mind to complete this task.
"This is the clue we have investigated." The old man took out a document, "All possible clues are here, as well as the place where Nether Hand died, and the signal it sent, are all here."
He said solemnly: "I doubt there is such a thing as corpse powder, otherwise their corpses would not disappear for no reason."
"You should understand that although your identities are a secret, the Nether Hands are the ones who really live in the dark night."
Ye Qinghan's heart suddenly sank after hearing this: Those people are the ones who really cannot have contact with anyone. They look like the most ordinary people in the crowd, but in fact, each of them may have countless identities.
The tasks they perform are often never returned.
"I don't want you to die," the old man said suddenly, "not even one of you."
The corners of his eyes suddenly became moist: "From the moment I sit in this position, my feelings for you are actually only a tool."
"Because in this case, your death is just a number to me. I will quickly judge how many more people I should add instead of feeling sad."
Ye Qinghan felt severely hurt physically and mentally.
Every time he chatted with the old man, he was unrestrained, and he always heard his cheerful and stern voice. Sometimes, he felt that he was a cold and ruthless tool who only gave out various instructions and waited for various results.
Only now did he understand that in fact, the news he received was always the most outstanding young people who had been trained through hard work, and fell one by one in front of him.
Then switch to another batch, and then fall down one by one.
What others see is hope and light, the future and new life.
He was the only one who silently endured what he considered to be the best young people in China, the most passionate young people, the young people who were full of infinite love for this country and nation, falling down in front of him in an endless cycle.
And the other living people still live in the air of freedom, chasing after extravagance and wealth, and are still dissatisfied in various ways.
Ye Qinghan said softly: "I will live, and I will not let any brother be injured or killed."
Hearing this sentence, the old man suddenly shed a tear: "I will retire in five years. I am also tired and I also want to take a good rest."
He said to Ye Qinghan very sincerely: "I hope I can personally sign a batch of retirement orders, and then you prepare a house for me and a nanny to take care of me so that I can spend my remaining years here."
Ye Qinghan nodded heavily: "I will definitely do it, and I will ask Lu Yang to buy you a house right away."
"Of course, use my name."
The old man suddenly said: "I want a younger and more beautiful nanny, and it must be a woman."
Ye Qinghan chuckled after hearing this: "Seriously?"
The old man snorted coldly: "Of course. When have I ever told a lie?"
Ye Qinghan chuckled: "I will definitely do it for you!"
The old man's identity should not stay in Jiangning for too long. The helicopter was still waiting outside. He stood up. When he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and turned to Ye Qinghan and said: "You will
When you give wine to the guy named Jiang, don’t give him something too expensive, just something a little more or less the same.”
"Although your official position is higher than his, it doesn't count as bribery, but this guy is very timid. Every time you give him a drink, you will seriously report it. This makes some people above him very unhappy. They feel that people of his level are...
You can drink such good wine and feel unhappy, even Lao Jiang is frightened."
Ye Qinghan never thought about this problem, and suddenly laughed: "You are living a really tiring life!"
The old man shook his head, said no more, turned around and went out.