Holding Mo Shangyun's hand and walking forward, Yan Tianxing talked about the intention of Black Eagle and Shotgun appearing in Ancheng.
It's nothing more than a matter of profit.
There is a long-established gang here in Ancheng, and they want to cooperate with overseas companies. Logically speaking, a mercenary organization like Black Hawk should not be involved in such things, but Black Hawk seems not to be satisfied with this, and initially worked with them as mercenaries. They made contact and hired them at a low price to help deliver the goods - the Black Eagle members that Mo Shangjun met at the beginning of this year were probably on the way to deliver the goods and they just bumped into Mo Shangjun by accident.
There are very few cases of failure, but when there are many, Blackhawk squeezed out Shotgun who had been eyeing this piece of meat a few months ago, traded with it as a partner, and successfully captured this piece of meat.
When Mo Shangyun was involved in the Chen Lu and Shen Xi incident, most of the drugs that appeared came from Black Hawk.
The group trading with Black Hawk has committed many crimes, and the anti-narcotics police have been keeping an eye on them.
The latest news is that there will be some action in the near future.
Listening to Yan Tianxing's narration, Mo Shangyun's expression gradually became serious.
She also knew something about Black Hawk's connection with the gang in Ancheng - during the training camp, Yan Tianxing showed Mo Shangjun the interrogation data of the two Black Hawks who were captured at the beginning of the year, and some information was revealed.
However, it is one thing to speculate, and another thing to be confirmed.
"Wait a minute," Mo Shangjun paused suddenly and looked at Yan Tianxing with a frown, "Is your coming here this time related to this matter?"
Yan Tianxing frowned and flicked her forehead with his finger, "Can't I be worried about you?"
"What does it have to do with me?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows inexplicably.
Yan Tianxing was amused and asked with a half-smile: "Who made the call directly to the office?"
Mo Shangyun: "..."
It turned out to be such a "worry"...
Raising his hand to touch his nose, Mo Shangyun walked straight ahead, "Let's go."
The strength of his grip on her hand increased slightly, and Yan Tianxing chuckled.
Mo Shangyun glanced at him sideways from the corner of his eye, but quickly looked away.
Just smile, smile, and the little girls around you can't take their eyes away.
Thinking like this, inexplicably, Mo Shangyun pursed his lips slightly, and the corners of his lips curved in a subtle arc.
have to.
Let’s go shopping first.
*
A guest house in a certain military area.
Anya sat in a wheelchair and was pushed out of the door by a soldier.
"Xiao Lin, where is An Chen?"
Anya looked up at the warrior and asked doubtfully.
The soldier smiled and replied truthfully: "I have arranged to take a long leave. I heard that I am going to Ancheng. I will be back in the afternoon. The company commander asked me to show you around."
Due to physical reasons, Anya resigned this month. Anyway, she had nothing to do, so she came over to visit An Chen to visit her relatives. She just arrived yesterday.
An Chen was very busy. He took leave yesterday and came to see her. Anya was already very happy, but she didn't expect... to take leave today?
After thinking for a while, Anya asked: "Did he bring a mobile phone?"
"Yeah, I brought it." The soldier nodded.
After thinking for a moment, Anya took out her mobile phone from her bag and dialed An Chen's number.
"mom."
The call was answered quickly.
It seemed that in the street, besides An Chen's voice, there were many other sounds, which was a bit noisy.
"Achen, where are you?" Anya asked.
"Ancheng, I have something to do and I want to meet a friend." An Chen's voice was very gentle, fearing that Anya would be worried.
A little surprised, Anya couldn't help but ask: "Do you have friends in Ancheng?"
"...Hmm." An Chen responded.
After a pause, Anya said: "I remember, Mo Mo works in Ancheng."
"Um."
"You and her..." Anya hesitated.
An Chen interrupted her in time, "Mom, don't think too much."
Sighing in her heart, Anya said obediently: "Okay, okay, when will you come back?"
"About one or two in the afternoon." An Chen estimated.
"Then I'll wait for you to eat together."
"Mom, you..."
"Okay, hang up now and pay attention to safety outside."
With a gentle smile on her face, Anya also interrupted him, explained something and then hung up the phone.
The soldier pushing Anya forward looked at Anya with a few envious glances - this envy was mainly for An Chen.
It's so nice to have such a gentle mother.
It's no wonder that he was able to raise such an outstanding son as they planned.
at the same time--
Anseong, on a bus.
An Chen sat near the window. After seeing Anya hang up the phone, he thought about it and opened the latest text message with a little doubt.
〖Are you free to come to Anseong at noon tomorrow? I have something to tell you.〗
〖Where to meet?〗
〖Let’s talk about it when we get there.〗
A text message with this note from Mo Shangjun.
He asked again after that, but never got a reply, and no one answered the phone.
Although he was very confused, it was Mo Shangyun's message after all, so An Chen didn't doubt it too much. He took leave this morning and rushed over.
Just now, Mo Shangjun sent him an address.
He is now on the bus going there.
But, I don’t know why, but I always feel something is weird.
Will Mo Shangyun...ask him out?
*
After walking around with Yan Tianxing for a whole morning, Mo Shangjun felt that this thing was more tiring than carrying weights for 0 kilometers.
Although it was not the weekend, the relatively famous tourist attractions still had a jaw-dropping number of tourists. Mo Shangjun was originally ready to take a few photos as a souvenir, but gave up as soon as he started - because the scenery he took
, there are always some disturbing figures appearing.
She suggested that she record it with her eyes, and Yan Tianxing agreed with laughter and tears. However, at the end of the morning, he still found an opportunity to take a few photos of Mo Shangyun.
——Mo Shangshuang said that there are very few photos left by Mo Shangyun.
If there is a chance, Yan Tianxing still hopes to have more photos of Mo Shangjun. At the very least, the 1-year-old Mo Shangjun in his memory is a little different from the 18-year-old Mo Shangjun. (To be continued)