At one o'clock in the morning, Mo Shangjun arrived at Group 0.
The death of deputy commander Zheng Cun has long been spread throughout the regiment.
This is no small matter.
As one of the participants, Mo Shangjun must be present.
She was examined for three hours, and she explained clearly the cause and effect, including her call to Zheng Cun.
Zheng Cun seemed to have protected her before taking action and was prepared to die. Therefore, even if some people think that "Deputy Captain Zheng will not die if Mo Shangjun does not get involved in this matter", but there is no
One person dares to blame her openly.
At six o'clock in the morning, Mo Shangjun, who had not rested all night, returned to Yuntian Hotel.
Afraid that Liang Zhiqiong was resting, Mo Shangjun asked for a new room card at the front desk before going upstairs. However, after swiping the card and entering the door, Mo Shangjun realized that he was wasting his time when he saw the brightly lit room.
The TV was on and an advertisement was playing, and Liang Zhiqiong was lying on the sofa, her eyes as wide as bells and refusing to close. With her pale face, she looked like a female ghost.
"Mo Shangyun, you are back."
Hearing the movement behind him, Liang Zhiqiong climbed up from the sofa and weakly said to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun threw the bag in his hand to Liang Zhiqiong.
It contained cold medicine and a bottle of water. She got the cold medicine from the army infirmary and the water downstairs.
"I really have to admire your thoughtfulness."
Liang Zhiqiong took out the medicine and water, shook her head and sighed.
"Didn't sleep all night?"
Mo Shangjun walked to the single sofa and sat down.
"Um."
Liang Zhiqiong took out the pills and responded perfunctorily.
"You have to be busy for a while in the morning. In the afternoon, you can go back to your unit. Your company commander has already contacted a psychiatrist for you." Mo Shangyun said.
"Ah?" Liang Zhiqiong blinked in confusion, "Psychiatrist?"
"Um."
After glancing at Liang Zhiqiong's miserable appearance, Mo Shangjun didn't explain much.
Generally, those who have actual combat experience will receive psychological consultation.
Of course it's voluntary.
Although he participated in actual combat last time, Liang Zhiqiong did not kill anyone with his own hands and did not see the death of the hostages. In addition, Ye Qianxiao's words prevented Liang Zhiqiong from having too many negative thoughts and psychological shadows.
But, this time is different.
Liang Zhiqiong's lack of sleep this night proves that she is in a poor mental state.
"And you?"
After taking the medicine, Liang Zhiqiong put the water on the coffee table and asked Mo Shangyun.
"I have it too."
Mo Shangyun leaned on the back of the sofa, raised his head, and closed his eyes tiredly.
She met with Lang Yan and the instructor, and the two of them took her for an in-depth exchange. She originally planned to cooperate well, but she was really powerless, causing both of them to suspect that she needed psychological counseling.
Because she was not satisfied with the results she gave, Lang Yan finally gave the order to die - it was necessary.
Since it was an order, Mo Shangyun had no choice but to obey.
"Okay, what time do we leave?"
"Nine o'clock."
Liang Zhiqiong stretched out and said, "Then let's take a nap."
"Um."
Liang Zhiqiong stood up and saw Mo Shangyun, who was leaning motionless on the sofa, and said, "Let's go together."
Mo Shangjun glanced at her sideways and stood up helplessly.
*
They said they slept together, but in fact they didn't sleep much at all.
Can't sleep.
As soon as I close my eyes, various images come into my mind. The longer I lie down, the clearer my mind becomes.
When the alarm bell rang at half past eight, the two of them opened their eyes on time and got out of bed.
The two looked at each other wordlessly.
Liang Zhiqiong went to change clothes, and Mo Shangjun went to wash up.
Ten minutes later, the two of them took care of everything, left the hotel, had breakfast on the way, and then went to Group 0.
Liang Zhiqiong just accepts inquiries. The process is very simple and can be completed in less than an hour.
Compared with Mo Shangjun, who contacted Zheng Cun and was only accompanying Liang Zhiqiong, he had to bear much less pressure.
At the end of the inquiry, Liang Zhiqiong asked many questions, such as Mo Shangjun, Zheng Su, and Shen Qing, but no one answered her, and Liang Zhiqiong went out in despair.
"Mo Shangjun."
When she walked out and saw Mo Shangjun who had been waiting outside, Liang Zhiqiong called her in a low voice.
"Um?"
Putting his hands in his trouser pockets, Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids upon hearing the sound, as if he was confused.
Liang Zhiqiong opened her hands and hugged Mo Shangjun's shoulders directly.
Mo Shangyun was knocked back a step by her.
Liang Zhiqiong put all her weight on Mo Shangyun, almost talking to herself: "Tell me, what would it be like to die?"
After being stunned for a moment, Mo Shangjun pushed Liang Zhiqiong away.
Someone followed them out and glanced at the two of them strangely as they passed by. Mo Shangjun gave the person a threatening look, meaning——
"Why are you driving people crazy?"
The man understood, shook his head, and made a few more gestures to indicate that their inquiries were normal and that they had done nothing illegal.
Mo Shangjun looked away doubtfully.
Liang Zhiqiong was absent-minded and did not notice the movements of the two people at all.
"Walk."
Grabbing Liang Zhiqiong's shoulders, Mo Shangyun directly pulled him away.
They were walking out of the military area.
Liang Zhiqiong stretched out, glanced at the gray sky, and suddenly asked Mo Shangjun: "Hey, are you going to send me away?"
"Um."
"I thought a lot last night."
"What?"
"It's what you said last night."
"oh."
"I found that I couldn't find the answer, and the more I thought about it, the more confused I became." Liang Zhiqiong scratched his short hair and thought for a moment distressedly, "But, you seem to be very organized in everything you do, are you more confused?
?I haven’t thought about what you said or what you didn’t say at all.”
"..."
Mo Shangjun said nothing.
However, he slowly quickened his pace.
Liang Zhiqiong didn't care and speeded up to keep up with Mo Shangyun.
"I have also thought about it. You will definitely blame yourself for Deputy Captain Zheng." After Liang Zhiqiong finished speaking, she noticed that Mo Shangyun paused slightly but did not stop, so she continued,
"But you saved Shen Qing, didn't you? If it were me, I would have made this call. It can be said that except for Zheng Su, who is selfish and hopes that Zheng Village will survive, everyone will make this call.
."
Mo Shangjun paused in his steps.
Liang Zhiqiong accidentally overtook Mo Shangyun. When she felt Mo Shangyun stop, she also stopped and turned around to look at Mo Shangyun behind her.
"These are two different things." Mo Shangyun said calmly.
She continued to walk forward, but her pace slowed down a bit.
"I know, they are two different things. Isn't your relationship with Zheng Cun better than with Shen Qing?" Liang Zhiqiong said, "But you said it yourself, and you can't tell right from wrong. From our point of view, you are right.
From Zheng Su's point of view, you are wrong. There is no absolute right or wrong, right?"
"Um."
Mo Shangjun responded, but his voice was really perfunctory.
As a result, Liang Zhiqiong's expression became increasingly distressed.
Whatever she could think of, Mo Shangyun could naturally think of it too.
It would be great if Zheng Cun had not sacrificed his life.
Once Zheng Cun walked out of the building well, the phone call from Mo Shangjun was nothing at all, and everyone was happy.
However, there is no if.
Liang Zhiqiong followed Mo Shangjun out of the gate of the military area.
Outside, the driver of the Liang family was already waiting in his car.
"Call me when you can fall asleep."
Stopping his steps, Mo Shangjun explained to Liang Zhiqiong.
Liang Zhiqiong was stunned, "Why?"
"I don't want to hear your half-dead tone." Mo Shangjun said casually.
"..."
Liang Zhiqiong choked up and felt a little angry.
"Hey," Liang Zhiqiong suddenly stopped when she opened the car door. She called out to Mo Shangjun, her eyes met Mo Shangyun's, her expression became a little more serious and cautious, and she asked carefully, "Can you
let it go?"
Looking at Liang Zhiqiong's worried face, Mo Shangjun paused, then nodded, "Yeah."
"Bye," Liang Zhiqiong breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye to Mo Shangjun, "I'll call you in a few days."
After saying that, he continued to stay without any pretense. Liang Zhiqiong got into the car and asked the driver to drive away.
Mo Shangjun watched the car drive away.
*
Mo Shangjun stayed in the group for another two hours, inquired about the situation, and then went to find Lin Mao and Chu Feiyin.
Chu Feiyin didn't know what happened here, but Lin Mao already knew it through some way.
Lin Mao wanted to communicate with her several times, but was avoided by Mo Shangjun. Mo Shangjun's topic always revolved around military training, and no one could avoid it.
After Lin Mao tried a few times, he sighed and gave up.
He had come into contact with Zheng Cun. Zheng Cun clearly appreciated Mo Shangyun. He heard that he had taken special care of Mo Shangyun. He must have had a good relationship with Zheng Cun. Now he personally watched Zheng Cun die.
For Mo Shangyun, it was probably a big blow.
But, he couldn't persuade him to do this kind of thing.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Shangjun, who had taught Lin Mao and Chu Feiyin all the general training matters, got on the bus to Ancheng Army Academy.
Putting her backpack on the back seat, when Mo Shangyun's hand retracted, she suddenly touched her trouser pocket and paused.
"Can I smoke?"
Mo Shangjun asked the driver driving in front.
"Ah," the driver glanced at Mo Shangyun through the rearview mirror and saw that she didn't look like a gangster, but rather quite elegant, so he nodded, "Okay."
Mo Shangjun opened the car window and took out the pack of unfinished cigarettes.
She lit a cigarette deftly.
It's autumn, it's just rained, and a cool breeze blows in from the window, blowing away the smoke.
A faint smell of smoke lingered on the tip of my nose.
After finishing the cigarette quickly, Mo Shangyun subconsciously took out the pack of cigarettes, but after glancing at it and accidentally glancing at the seat belt, he put it down again.
She thought for a moment and buckled her seat belt.
——She is a little absent-minded.
It wasn't until halfway through that Mo Shangjun thought of Yan Tianxing.
Then, I thought about my cell phone, which has been turned off since last night.
Thinking that Yan Tianxing might know about this, she hesitated, took out her phone and turned it on.
Many messages and phone calls came from Yan Tianxing, Peng Yuqiu, Ruan Yan, Lin Mao and others.
Peng Yuqiu seemed to have gotten the news and came to her to ask about Liang Zhiqiong's situation. Ruan Yan told her that Peng Yuqiu and the others had planned and trained her, and that they had successfully captured her and obtained evidence that could prove her illegal identity.
In the licensing incident, Shi Xiang, who was deceived into helping, was also implicated. The school took it seriously, and Shi Xiang has now been dismissed from his post and detained.
Mo Shangyun has been keeping an eye on this matter for a while. Logically speaking, she would be happy to see such a result, but now that she sees such a result, she only thinks it is normal.
She just hopes to find Chen Lu's whereabouts on Xu Xu as soon as possible.
Yan Tianxing made several phone calls but did not send any messages.
Since Peng Yuqiu knew everything, Yan Tianxing, the captain, had no reason not to know.
Mo Shangyun leaned on the back of his chair and called Yan Tianxing back.
The bell rang once and the call was successfully connected.
"Where?"
Mo Shangyun heard Yan Tianxing's voice, and unexpectedly, he heard some worry and urgency in his tone.
Mo Shangyun glanced out the window and said, "On the way back to the Army Academy."
"I'm in your army."
"Huh?" Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a moment.
Their troops?
Yan Tianxing came to Ancheng?
"You get out of the car now, I'll be right over." Yan Tianxing said in a deep voice.
Mo Shangyun paused for two seconds, gradually understood, said the name of a nearby park, and hung up the phone.
She asked the driver to pull over.
The driver stopped the car and looked at Mo Shangyun's back as he got out of the car, but hesitated to speak.
*
Mo Shangjun walked all the way to the park.
There was drizzle falling from the sky again, like needles and threads, densely packed. You didn't feel anything when it fell on your body, but after a while, you could feel the slightest chill.
She walked very slowly, but it seemed like she arrived at the park in the blink of an eye.
It was raining and there was no one here. She bought a newspaper at the newsstand, found a bench and lay down on the side, put the newspaper on her head, and began to close her eyes and meditate.
I didn't want to sleep at first, but for some reason, sleep gradually swept over me.
"Sister, sister..."
In a trance and haze, Mo Shangjun suddenly heard a clear and childish cry.
Two seconds later, Mo Shangyun opened his eyes and took off the newspaper covering his face.
What came into view was a young and cute face, with a pink face and jade, about six or seven years old. The little girl blinked her two little pigtails, held a small flower umbrella, and pushed her shoulders with her little hands.
Seeing Mo Shangyun open his eyes, the little girl showed a happy smile on her face.
Mo Shangyun didn't come back to his senses for a moment.
"Sister, this is for you."
The little girl thrust a folding umbrella into Mo Shangyun's hand, along with a lollipop.
There were two more things in her hand, which made Mo Shangyun stunned for a while. This pure and clean kindness from a child made her a little confused between reality and fiction.
Mo Shangyun stood up and sat up from the chair.
She raised her hand and touched her forehead. It felt a little hot, as if she had a fever.
"Sister, go home early."
The little girl said something to Mo Shangyun, then turned around and ran away.
Her legs are very short and her steps are small, but she runs very lightly, and the clattering footsteps have a different flavor amidst the patter of rain.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyes and looked at the little girl's back.
Then, I saw a young woman standing about twenty meters away, holding an umbrella to greet the little girl who ran past.
As if noticing Mo Shangyun's gaze, the woman's umbrella was slightly raised, revealing an ordinary but gentle face.
She smiled lightly at Mo Shangjun, as warm as the spring breeze.
Mo Shangyun nodded towards her to express his gratitude.
Soon, the woman took the little girl's hand and left.
After a long time, Mo Shangyun was in a trance. If it weren't for the umbrella and lollipop still in her hand, she would have thought that what just happened was an illusion.
I never thought I would receive such sudden and unfamiliar kindness.
She looked at her outfit.
Well, I'm not wearing a military uniform...
Mo Shangyun felt a little confused.
Pressing his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun sat on the chair, pulled the brim of his hat down slightly to block his eyebrows, and then sat motionless.
I wonder what time it is and whether Yan Tianxing is here.
Thinking this, Mo Shangjun glanced around and noticed the soaked jacket and jeans.
Being seen by Yan Tianxing like this would probably be... a bit miserable.
She planned to find a place to take shelter from the rain.
However, just as he was about to stand up, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes to see the situation in the park, and happened to see the man walking towards him.
White shirt, black trousers, tall figure, elegant temperament, devilish appearance, unparalleled beauty.
He walked quickly, with long strides. There was obviously a distance between him, but almost in the blink of an eye, he was in front of him.
Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangyun who was soaked in the rain.
Her clothes were dripping with water, and the rain fell on her body, splashing on the brim of her hat. Her wet hair clung to her cheeks and neck, messy and embarrassing.
It's just that those eyes are still clear and bright, but also have a bit of a heartache.
Yan Tianxing was angry and sad.
Raising his hand, Yan Tianxing pulled the brim of Mo Shangjun's hat aside, revealing Mo Shangjun's delicate and embarrassed face.
"fool."
The whispered words seemed to be blaming and disgusting, but also seemed to be speaking to myself.
The next moment, Mo Shangyun put her arms around his waist and buried her head in his arms.
Yan Tianxing's figure froze.
He heard Mo Shangyun's hoarse voice clearly coming from the patter of rain, "Yan Tianxing, I killed someone."
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