Soldiers Assault

Yuan Lang was outside the door. Hearing Chengcai's unbearable sobs gradually stopped, he slowly withdrew his hand that was about to knock on the door, turned around and sat back in his chair, looked sideways at the door, his eyes gradually turned away, and fell into deep thought...

Chengcai opened the door and came out, sat down at the table without looking sideways, ran across the rows of books neatly arranged on the bookshelf with his slender, white fingers, pulled out an inconspicuous black notebook from the far corner, and spread it out on the table.

Flipping through the pages one by one, the notes written down in Juanxiu's sharp handwriting, these were the notes he took while reviewing when he was about to take the military academy entrance exam.

After that, it is his first mission, and the problems and analysis of the mission process after returning.Of course, it is precisely because he has this habit that whether it is doubtful points or clue details, he solves them bit by bit with his own recording method mixed with various language symbols.

Chengcai ignored Yuan Lang's eyes shifted to him, opened the drawer, took out a black pen, snapped off the cap, and began to slowly write down all the known questions and clues in his mind.

After thinking for a moment, I wrote "the cart peddler and the girl", and put a question mark behind it.

Because this line was traced by Yuan Lang and the police, and he hadn't asked yet.

Cheng Cai glanced at Yuan Lang who was sitting behind the desk on the other side, but happened to meet Yuan Lang's dark and moist eyes staring at him.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he continued to slowly write down the second message on the paper.This is a question only he knows.

The last sentence of "North" is "be mentally prepared".

If it refers to Cheng Lang, why does "Bei" know about it?Is it because he investigated him, or because he participated in the kidnapping?

The third piece of information is not a known clue, but just a guess.Since Cheng Lang...Cheng Lang was torn up, it means that the kidnappers are after Cheng Lang. The only reason for Cheng Lang's danger is...

Chengcai wrote "Xinyu Group" on the notebook, put down the pen, and slowly closed the notebook.

Slowly turned his eyes to Yuan Lang, slightly parted his lips and smiled, but his voice was unspeakably soft: "Have you...found the murderer...?"

Yuan Lang withdrew his eyes that had been watching Chengcai's back, and tilted his head slightly, avoiding that warm and cold gaze, leaving only Chengcai's side face submerged in the shadows and lights.

After a long while, Yuan Lang raised his eyes again, fixedly staring at Chengcai's deep and cold pupils that seemed to suck in people's soul like a black whirlpool, his voice was still low and hoarse, and he said slowly: "I can tell you, but, I I hope you can stay calm and listen to me."

With his unique reassurance and undeniable prestige as the captain, Chengcai slightly curled up the corners of his lips with a slightly distorted arc, and nodded slightly in response.

Yuan Lang lowered his eyes, and slowly explained what happened after Chengcai left: "After you left, the iron team contacted several of his comrades in arms. In addition to private detectives, there are also a few skilled bodyguards to assist. After all, the army cannot be an early warning team. Work. But the investigation process on the police side is stuck on the side of Xinyu Group.”

Cheng Cai didn't say anything, and he wasn't surprised. What Yuan Lang said here was all within his calculations.

Yuan Lang paused, then continued: "After that, we will investigate in private. Back then, the cart peddler and the girl partnered to take Cheng Lang away, and the two had already been arrested for kidnapping. According to their confessions, we can only It was found out that this matter is related to the secretary of the sales manager of Xinyu Group. But in the end, the police sent the news that the secretary was also dead. The clue is broken here."

Chengcai squinted his eyes, and said in a cold tone, "That is to say, it is clearly related to the current beneficiaries of Xinyu Group, but there is no evidence, so the case cannot be filed."

Yuan Lang clasped his hands and closed his eyes: "That's true, and we can't intervene in the work of the police force, so we can only entrust Zhao Sheng, Xiao Jin and the others to continue collecting evidence."

Chengcai's expression was still faint, and he nodded lightly: "What about the end?"

Yuan Lang knew what he was asking, and his eyes were somewhat dignified and sad.Lifting his neck, his Adam's apple moved up and down.His eyes were no longer fixed on Chengcai, but turned away, endured the pain, raised his brows, and remained silent for a long time before telling Chengcai what had happened in a low voice.

"According to the confessions of the two suspects, they took Cheng Lang to meet with the secretary of the manager first, and then watched him answer a phone call. Then they got the order to take him to the woods in the northwest suburbs, and finally they handed Cheng Lang over to him. A group of people who joined the joint."

Yuan Lang lowered his eyelids and exhaled slowly, as if he wanted to exhale all the turbidity and sadness in his heart: "... Cheng Lang lost the news after that, but after recovering the files in the personal computer of the secretary who committed suicide, he found A video."

Cheng Cai pursed his lips, stared at Yuan Lang fixedly, and his breathing became disordered for a moment.

Yuan Lang put his eyes on Chengcai again, locked him firmly in his eyes, and paid attention to Chengcai's subtle expressions and movements.He lost control of his emotions because he saw that video with his own eyes, and he didn't want Chengcai to experience that kind of pain and hatred again.

"The video is to prove Cheng Lang... the whole process of Cheng Lang's death, after verification, there is no trace of cutting and patchwork..."

Chengcai frowned forbearance, his fingers trembled slightly, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "The process of death, what is that?"

Seeing that Chengcai's mood was already unstable, Yuan Lang got up and walked quickly to him, grasped Chengcai's shoulders, pulled up his body, lowered his head and looked straight into those eyes that were about to freeze into ice: "Stop everything in your heart!" I told you to calm down! Why do you ask why the child died? Do you want to make me suffer again, or do you want your heart to be torn apart again?!"

Cheng Cai stared at Yuan Lang coldly, pushed away the hand holding his shoulder, and said sharply, "I can't do it, just like this, I can go to see him with a clear conscience!"

A trace of heartache and hesitation flashed in Yuan Lang's eyes, and then he suddenly raised his hand!

"Snapped!"

A slap across Chengcai's face.

Cheng Cai was stunned by the beating and tilted his head, unable to recover for a long time.Both cheeks and heart were burning hot, but it was not because of the weight of Yuan Lang's slap.

"Ah…"

With a bit of sarcasm, Cheng Cai chuckled and turned his head slowly.

Yuan Lang closed his eyes, concealing the helplessness and grief in his eyes, and let out a suppressed breath: "... Chengcai, don't think that you are the only one who cares about Chenglang the most, and you give the most."

Cheng Cai was stunned, and the mockery on his lips deepened, and he said "I'm sorry", but he just wanted to turn around and leave in his heart, temporarily escaping from the chaotic mess of not being able to face up to his own reason.

"Talent!"

As soon as he turned around, Yuan Lang grabbed his shoulder.

Cheng Cai was restrained in place, fixedly staring at Yuan Lang's face, looking into the pool of eyes that reflected the soft light of stars, clearly felt the hot temperature of his palm through the skin of the clothes, the tip of his heart seemed to be scalded It trembled slightly.

The howling wind knocked on the closed doors and windows, and wanted to rush in, but could only crawl in through the gaps with curled tips, or lingered outside the window and let out a bleak cry of "woo hoo".

Such a voice filled my ears, but it seemed to be blurred in a far, far away place.

The room was so quiet that only the undulating breathing of the two could be heard, as if they were intertwined and gradually overlapped in a tacit understanding.

Chengcai stood quietly like this, his reason seemed to be in a deep sleep, and he could only let his emotions be immersed in this mysterious, peaceful and reassuring feeling.

a long time…

Until the fire burning in my heart seemed to gradually fade away.Chengcai calmed down again, gently pushed Yuan Lang's hand away, sat back on the stool, gently opened the notebook, and apologized casually, "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now."

In a word, the two seem to have merged into a lot of relationships, and they have opened up a distance.

Yuan Lang withdrew his hand, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled with a complicated heartache that he didn't even notice: "The iron team gave you a few days to adjust, go back tomorrow to be with dad... let's go..."

Noticing that Yuan Lang didn't talk about seeing Cheng Lang again, Cheng Cai paused while flipping the paper: "Okay."

Then there was silence again, and the two of them went about their business quietly without talking.

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The night is deep.

Cheng Cai opened his eyes, unable to fall asleep, and just stared blankly in a daze.It wasn't until he heard a slight movement that he turned his eyes, saw Yuan Lang's figure, got out of bed, opened the bedroom door, and walked out.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Cheng Cai sat up slowly, got off the floor, and walked gently to the window.

Yuan Lang's figure was indistinct in the night and could not be seen clearly.

Chengcai's eyes followed him all the time, watching his figure disappear around the corner and reappear on the stone ridge beside the cement road.

Yuan Lang sat there quietly, sitting in the biting cold wind of the winter night, lighting a cigarette with difficulty, holding it in his hand, and smoking it like a vent.

Chengcai looked at his back through the window, until Yuan Lang's cigarette was about to burn out, tears suddenly fell from his eyes, and then he laughed softly with sarcasm.

"...hehe...hahaha..."

With red eyes smiling, she retracted her gaze, returned to the bed, covered the quilt, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

What cares most about Cheng Lang...

That wasn't him, he just had the illusion that he cared about Cheng Lang the most.

What he cares about, what hurts his heart, is not only Cheng Lang, but more of what he feels indebted in his heart, the so-called power and strength that he obviously gave up a lot to pursue, but finds that it is useless...

In the end, it turned out that the reason for his heartache was because of himself...

Cheng Cai smiled with his lips curled up, a drop of moisture from the corner of his eyes was hidden by the pillow, and disappeared...

The author has something to say: It is not easy to consider the words and code words.

There are some things that should be faintly visible here...

It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, and the procrastinated emotional and plot lines are here again.

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