Wang Buxing

"Report to the chief! News from the vulture that the target has already boarded a private jet. It is inconvenient for him to continue to follow, so he can only temporarily stand by. Our airport surveillance personnel are already in place."

"Okay, if this person misses you, you can go and get the punishment yourself." Xu Jinglin nodded slightly, and tapped the paper with the pen in his right hand, "If you arrive at the airport, it's best to create an opportunity to ask him to sit at the police station." In the last lap, once someone is trapped, immediately report the news to the old man and let him sit in charge."

"Yes!" The officer in front of him nodded in response, frowned, and added: "But there is one more thing... Vulture reported that our overseas informant found that the target had been keeping in touch with someone in China, but it was very secretive, so It was only recently that I found a clue—that contact person often haunts City H, but he has no fixed residence, and it is difficult to check the specific address."

"City H?" Xu Jinglin thoughtfully wrote this in his notebook, drew a circle next to it, and wrote the name of the town they were in, connecting the two place names with a straight line. The officer standing in front noticed this and asked a little excitedly: "Chief, do you mean that this contact person will appear here?"

"This person won't." Xu Jinglin shook his head very positively, "but the target person will. If you fail to stop him at the airport, then don't make any more obstacles along the way. If nothing happens, he will appear here."

The officer didn't quite know why Xu Jinglin said that, but he didn't question the chief's words, but nodded in response, and asked if he wanted to send more people to strengthen the security.

The file of this person has been kept in their military file room for 18 years—his predecessors have followed this case, and the informants have changed several times during this period. All the documents are yellowed, although the paper is already fragile, but their belief has never wavered - the word "Top Secret" in red on the file bag has been branded in everyone's heart, almost becoming a heart disease .

After finishing the business report, Xu Jinglin asked again: "How is the game account I want prepared?"

"Report to the chief! According to your request, I have been promoted to level [-], and I have successfully joined the gang that the young master belongs to, but the young master has not passed the friend application. According to people in their gang, although the young master looks easy to talk in the game , but rarely make friends with others.”

"Well, I told him about this myself, you give me the account password, don't worry about it."

"Yes!"

"Okay, let's go down."

When the solid wooden door was closed with the sound of "squeaky", Xu Jinglin turned his head to look at the green green hills outside the window, and his thoughts also went away:

City H?He hasn't returned to China for so many years, why did he choose this year, or was he anxious to return to China when he brought Guaibao?

His Xu Jinglin's younger brother, who dares to touch him?Thinking of this, a bloodthirsty coldness flashed in Xu Jinglin's eyes, and the pen in his hand followed suit, drawing a startling scratch on the page of the notebook.

While Xu Jinglin was communicating with his subordinates, Xu Jingsi was looking blankly at the old woman standing across from him who was almost crying. The other party said "You are back" and started to choke. The more Xu Jingsi persuaded her, the more Sad, Xu Jingsi really had nothing to do, and was afraid that the old man would get sick from the sun standing under the sun, so he had to forcefully help him to rest under the shade of a tree before he dared to continue talking.

"Um...Grandma, do you know me?" Xu Jingsi asked cautiously after seeing the old man finally stopped his tears.

It was good that he didn't speak, but once he opened his mouth, the old man couldn't stop crying. There are few people walking on this mountain road, and Xu Jingsi didn't dare to leave the old man here alone, so he could only squat beside him bitterly, with no atmosphere. Dare to speak out.

"How can I not know you." After a while, the old man finally stopped crying, raised his hand and patted Xu Jingsi's right hand, "I delivered you baby, tell me, do you have a baby behind your waist?" A birthmark? Right there at the base of the tail."

"This..." Xu Jingsi blushed in surprise. Where is the base of his tail? Isn't that just a little before his buttocks... The birthmark is only known to the family, so how did this old man thousands of miles away know? ?Besides... I was not in the hospital, but was delivered at home?Why did the family go so far to find a midwife?

Seeing that he still didn't believe it, the old man said, "There's no doubt about it. When you were young, you were weaned early, and you couldn't get used to milk. Whenever you drank it, you would cry. You only like rice porridge, don't you?"

If the birthmark is a secret that is difficult for outsiders to see, this hobby of eating rice cereal disappeared when I was weaned. Only my grandpa, brother and a few old people in the family knew about it. Could it be that this old lady was a former servant in the family?

Before Xu Jing could figure it out, the old man asked again: "How did you come back, baby? Did your family bring it back?"

Xu Jingsi scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Grandma, my name is Xu Jingsi... You... don't you keep calling me a baby?"

"Hey, you're only a little older, isn't that a doll?" The old woman raised her hand and made a gesture of "eight" with her thumb and index finger, and said, "You just happen to be this year, aren't you?"

"Ah?...Ah." Xu Jingsi became more and more confused as he listened, and nodded subconsciously.

"Seeing you come back... I feel relieved," the old man smiled and nodded, his eyes were wet again. "In the years when you were taken away, I couldn't sleep well every night. I always dreamed that you were here I couldn't live in this place because I was angry outside, so I went to the provincial capital to live with my unfilial son... I never thought that you would come back just after I came back, okay, very good..."

"...Come back?" Xu Jingsi murmured to himself in a low voice, he had never been to this small town in his memory, what "come back" was he talking about if he never left?Could it be that the old man is too old to remember correctly?

Seeing the old man's white hair, Xu Jingsi confirmed this idea in his heart, and was about to explain, when the old man said again: "Xiao Xu, where do you live when you come back this time?"

Xu Jingsi pointed casually: "Over there at the foot of the mountain."

"That's where I should live." The old man nodded, and then glanced up the mountain again: "The grave over there...have you been there?"

Seeing Xu Jingsi nodding, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, "...you should go and see, Jingrong and the others are just you..."

The voice of this sentence was very soft, but in Xu Jingsi's ears, it was like a thunderstorm on a sunny day. It took him a long time to find his own voice, and he tried his best to smile and said, "You said... what?"