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After returning to Beijing one day later, the plane slowly landed at the Capital Airport. Outside the window were stars and vast lights, and the smell of prosperity in the air was filled with a sense of belonging at home.

The two were on the same plane, one in the nose, one in the tail, one in first class and one in economy class.

It's not that the public can't afford two first-class air tickets, but that the two of them have hidden identities and can't easily show up together.

Chu Xun wore brown glasses, leaned back, cocked his feet, changed three flavors of fruit juice, held a lollipop in his mouth, stirred out the sweetness of mint with the tip of his tongue, and admired the familiar night scene outside the window obsessively.Huo Chuanwu sat in a certain position near the aisle at the rear of the aircraft, with the brim of his baseball cap pressed down extremely low. He closed his eyes and rested his mind during the entire flight, motionless, and did not eat or drink.The only time this person raised his eyelids was watching Chu Xun go to the bathroom to relieve himself through the gap in the curtain of the first-class cabin.

The airport was bustling with people walking in a hurry. Two thin figures in long windbreakers passed by each other. They swept each other's faces with the heat from the corners of their eyes, and neither of them spoke to the other.

With one hand in his pocket lazily, Chu Xun stepped onto the escalator with a small suitcase, and looked down at the lobby from the second floor.

A man rushed over behind him, probably rushing to get a taxi in a hurry, pushed through the crowd and pushed behind Chu Xun, "Let's go, let's go..."

Chu Xun glanced out of the corner of his eye.

Before the man finished speaking, the voice stuck in his throat and stopped abruptly. His body suddenly leaned forward, his feet were almost off the ground, his whole body was spinning out of control, and he was held in the palm of a big hand, spinning 180 degrees from Chu Xun's side quickly. Pan to the hidden corner on the side of the hall...

"Ai……"

"what--"

The man's four bodies were suspended in the air, and he only had time to see a pair of black leather boots on the feet of the person behind him. His tall and straight figure brought up the hem of the long windbreaker, a piece of flying iron gray green.

Huo Chuanwu's sharp gaze was hidden behind the sunglasses, and one hand touched every key point of the opponent's body at lightning speed to confirm that it was "clean".

"Well--"

The innocent, unlucky guy fell headfirst into a large trash can with his feet in the air, the door of the grocery room was slammed shut, and the sound of leather boots quickly disappeared.

Chu Xun stood quietly on the escalator, expressionless, the iron-gray figure behind him flickered from the corner of the brown glasses.

He stepped down the escalator, walked out, and turned his head subconsciously.The two looked at each other from a distance, separated by a sea of ​​people, as if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, thousands of words, time flow stagnated, eyes "sticky" for half a second, and quickly parted ways.There was another person outside the hall to take Chu Xun home.

The two of them could not know each other, could not speak.

Two people belong to different worlds, and there should be no intersection in their lives.

The only chance of contact is that every time I go out to do work, one shadow like another follows melancholy.

When Chu Xun returned home, it was Mr. Shao who opened the door to greet him.

Shao Jun was wearing flannel slippers with bare feet, wearing a hurdle vest and bear pajama pants, with disheveled hair and a cigarette in his mouth. He felt casual and comfortable, as if this was his home.

"Well, Xun'er... you're back..."

Shao Jun was sleepy, turned around and turned off the TV in the living room, wanting to go back to sleep.

"It's smoked to death, the smoke is pinched, and my eyes hurt."

Chu Xun dragged the suitcase into the house, and the long windbreaker brought in a ray of cool air, which was dusty.

"You are not allowed to smoke, and I will not live with you in the future."

Shao Jun pouted and muttered, wearing pajama pants loosely, the small half of his butt wrapped in striped underwear was exposed at the back waist, which was very upturned.

"If you don't live with me, who do you live with?!"

Chu Xun stretched out his hand from behind and pulled up the pajama pants for the brat.Shao Jun turned his head and smiled at him, with his mouth crooked, smiling quite happily.

Shao Xiaosan'er is simple, Shao Xiaosan'er doesn't have that kind of heart, and is easy-going, making people feel comfortable in contact, so Chu Xun likes Shao Jun the most, and wants to see this person and let Shao Jun be with him when he is free.

What is raised at home is not raised.If you have a pet, you have to feed and brush it every day, and you don't know how to go to the toilet. It's better to raise a little Jun'er, who can eat and sleep, and let the second master stroke his fur in his spare time.

Chu Xun brought back some delicious Sichuan-style cold dishes for supper. Shao Jun opened a bottle of beer and poured it for himself. Chu Xun didn't drink, so the two ate some casually.

Shao Jun slept in the guest room at night, plunged into the soft bed, face down, with his arms and legs comfortably spread out in a large font.

Chu Xun helped Shao Jun turn off the overhead light before going to bed.Shao Jun's childlike appearance, he will always be a child and be pampered, as if he will always live in the pure memory of his childhood, so good, so happy...

Chu Xun was lying on the big bed in the master bedroom alone, and the room was empty.He turned over occasionally, his arms hung down, and he subconsciously touched the side of the bed. That place was empty and there was no one there.

It is very easy for a person to think wildly when he calms down, and some moods are flooded into a mess.

But every time he calmed down, his mood began to soften, and that person couldn't be by his side.

When I returned to Beijing, I met people everywhere, friends from all walks of life, and wasted some days.A few days later, Chu Xun quietly went to Xishan Mountain alone, and went up the mountain along the stone steps of the mountain path. In a small pavilion, he met his superior and made a report.

There are only seven or eight people in Beijing who know the true identity of Second Young Master Chu, including his own father, and this matter cannot be concealed.

"Uncle He!"

Chu Xun's pink shirt reflected the peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains. He was slender and elegant, with a toothy smile, and he still exposed his childishness more or less in front of his elders.

"Xiao Xun... is back."

Minister He Cheng stretched out his thick palm, pressed Chu Xun's shoulder, squeezed it hard, and then patted Chu Xun's back, rubbing left and right, as if he was reluctant to let go.

"Comrade Chu Xun, hard work."

Minister He changed his words, serious and solemn.

Chu Xun smiled, shook his head, and said calmly, "Complete the task."

Under the cover of lush trees and mountain flowers, the two talked in a low voice.

Minister He came to see Chu Xun in person, and the driver under the mountain was the deputy chief and second in command of the General Staff.The two came to see Xiaoxun, and according to the agreement, they were not even allowed to bring the driver, so they were extremely cautious.

According to the news from outside, the meeting on the other side of the Pacific Ocean has been extremely lively these days. The accident at the Grand Hyatt Hotel in Chicago has already been reported.An auction was just a high-level cover. The high-level people of several parties concealed their identities that day, concealed their eyes and ears, and met in secret.As a CIA agent was shot in the head on the rooftop of the hotel, all important documents and letters were leaked, and the other party understood that they had exposed their target.The allies held each other in check and were suspicious. In fact, no one trusted anyone, and they all felt that there was an inner ghost. Could it be that a thunderbolt blew up the chandelier in the venue and ignited a fire?

Minister He patted Chu Xun, saying earnestly: "Xiao Xun, I still want to tell you, you are too risky this time, I saw the animal head, it's good, but you shouldn't take the risk, and you didn't ask for instructions beforehand."

Chu Xun said: "I think this thing is very important. Since I saw it, I want to take it back."

Minister He said calmly: "You, now that the dragon head is returned to our hands, it is regarded as returning to the original owner. We will definitely not be guilty of taking it! However, we just cannot display this thing openly in the Forbidden City. , placed in the Old Summer Palace. We can’t let the other party know, and we can’t admit to the outside world that we were the ones who snatched it back. No matter how exquisite the faucet is, it will probably just lie in the underground warehouse forever and never see the light of day.”

Chu Xun bit his lips: "...Then put it in the warehouse, and let the leader go home."

"I think it's important."

Chu Xun's tone was stubborn.

Minister He asked back: "Is a bronze ware important?"

"How important is it?"

"Can it be more important than you?!"

Chu Xun: "..."

Minister He reached out his hand to stroke Chu Xun's head, watching the child grow up, just like a parent watching their own child, afraid of flying too high and too far, afraid of bumping and hurting, so he cared about it dearly.The old man pinched Chu Xun's shoulder, looked straight at him, and said word by word, "Xiao Xun, that copper faucet is worth at most 1000 million US dollars. Do you know how much you are worth?"

"You are priceless. You are our treasure. No amount of money can buy you, and no one can exchange you for hundreds of millions. Do you understand, Xiao Xun?"

Chu Xun stared blankly at Uncle He.

He Cheng reconfirmed: "Do you understand?...Do you remember?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Chu Xun's mouth, his heart was warm, and he nodded: "Understood."

"rest assured."

"Absolutely loyal."

The atmosphere was too serious, the two sides were silent for a while, Chu Xun's eyes flashed, and he quickly changed the subject.

"Uncle He, I have made meritorious service this time, is there any commendation?"

He Cheng nodded: "It's definitely not your fault... and I always think about these things."

Chu Xun tilted his head: "You didn't send me the new spring and summer clothes issued by the military region two days ago."

He Cheng was puzzled: "What do you always care about when I want a military uniform? I gave you two sets the year before last, but you didn't wear them."

Chu Xun opened his eyes seriously: "Whether I wear it or not is my business, you can't take my military uniform away."

"I miss your military uniform?!"

He Cheng's voice grew louder, he glared at Chu Xun, then suppressed it, and said earnestly, "Where do you put it for you? You put the military uniform and military cap at home, hang it on the wall of your house, and hang it in the big closet?... You just wait to be exposed, if it doesn’t work, I won’t give it to you.”

Chu Xun sounded like a fool: "I can't—"

"I don't hang at home, and I certainly don't expose myself."

"Uncle He, just send me a set, as well as a hat and epaulettes, a complete set."

He Cheng shook his head, there was no way.

Before parting, Minister He thought of something: "How is Xiao Huo?"

Chu Xun nodded casually: "It's still like that, he's fine."

He Cheng said: "Little Huo, alas... the status is also special, and it hasn't been easy these years. I don't feel at ease wherever this person is placed, and I'm actually not at ease with you. You still insist on me."

Chu Xun snorted: "I want him, he's the right one."

He Cheng said: "You should watch people closely."

Chu Xun nodded, thinking to himself, does this person still need me to keep an eye on him? It’s not bad for him to stare at me all day long. Anyway, we are used to staring at each other, so it’s just him.

...Don't worry you guys.

Chu Xun later carried a delicate small suitcase, disguised himself and wore sunglasses, and went to a bank headquarters on Chang'an Avenue.

He is the top VIP of this bank, he will be greeted by a special person when he enters the door, and he will be respectfully invited into the VIP room inside.Later, the manager came out, took the security guards, and led him to take the elevator down to the basement, through a brightly lit corridor made entirely of marble, through three various iron doors, and finally into the deep underground safe. small room.

The door was closed and locked, leaving him alone in the room.

The safe was set with three passwords, each with sixteen digits, which he memorized by heart.The safe is completely embedded in the rock and cannot be moved away. After the password is unlocked, the iris of the eyeball will be recognized, and the delicate door will flick open.

There was no gold or jewelry in the safe, no arms or guns, or a mess of passports with different names from various countries. Chu Xun used his real name wherever he went.

In the entire cabinet, there are a total of twelve sets of military uniforms neatly stacked, old and new, different versions and years, different seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and subdivided into dresses, uniforms, training uniforms, and a pair of combat boots.

Chu Xun's military uniform.

Chu Xun carefully touched the military uniforms in his collection layer by layer. Each layer seemed to feel different. It recorded the path he had traveled in these years, and his loyalty and glory belonged exclusively to him.The texture of the cloth is integrated with his fingerprints.

He then took out the latest set of spring and summer uniforms from the suitcase, with two stripes and four stars on the shoulders, brand new and shiny, with the residual warmth of his palms, and put them on neatly.

On the top is a tough and handsome military cap, which is neatly placed.

Chu Xun squatted in front of the safe, talked to himself for a while, and then laughed with himself, showing his white teeth.

He stood up slowly, tapped the heels of his leather shoes, and stood at attention.

A deep password came to mind: Salute.

Facing his military uniform and cap, Chu Xun paid a very standard military salute. His whole face was calm and handsome, with an extremely beautiful luster.