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"Hi, general, do you think this is festive?" A soldier with a string of firecrackers floated past him and greeted the half-open car door.

Que San had just rushed back from the military headquarters, and was probably stunned by the north wind all the way, so he let out an incomprehensible "ah", and asked in a daze what was the matter.

"It's nothing, it's just that Fenghuang's general Feng said that he just won a victory, he should celebrate it, set off firecrackers and wake up tomorrow and be vigilant, so he can be happy tonight." When the soldier said , I didn't feel the slightest chance that my behavior would cause me to lose my mind.

"Yinan...where is she now?" Que San asked, wondering why Feng Yinan had to go from the town to the station.

Unexpectedly, the unpromising little soldier misunderstood what he meant, fearing that the hard-won moment of relaxation would be lost, he stuttered several times and said, "Yes, it should be in the room of another front general. Is there something to talk about...why, what's the matter, general, if you don't like to deal with all this excitement, you can leave it alone..."

"What are you thinking, I don't mean to stop you, anyway, it's just one night, play how you like, be careful not to drink, and have daily work the next day, if you can't get up, you will be punished." Hearing this, Quesan couldn't help laughing After making a sound, they turned around and approved their "night of nonsense", and rushed towards the dormitory.

Since the last morning raid, the dormitory building of the station has been useless, and now it is all living in the virtual space on the broken wall, and Feng Bei and his large group of uninvited guests are undoubtedly worse. This damn bastard is still using his building to have fun.

"Are you ready to say goodbye?"

Standing outside the door, I heard a female voice coming from inside. She said so, and her tone sounded like she was joking.

"I didn't think about it, what do you care about so much?" Feng Bei's best in this life is probably the kindness of being a donkey's liver and lungs, kicking his feet into the air and successfully scaring Feng Yinan who was sitting on the table back half a step, turning his head away Waving his hands, he was too lazy to talk nonsense to her, "Don't smoke in front of me, grab your good stuff and get out of here."

"Okay, then I'm leaving, remember to attend the party tonight!"

Speaking of which, the little girl had walked away humming a song in two steps at a time. She opened the door and greeted Que San at the door with a bright spring. Fengbei knew what he was thinking.

"She is suffering from epilepsy, please be considerate of people with bad brains." Feng Bei glanced at him lightly, and then said a few perfunctory words that could win Feng Yinan.

"It's okay, it's more lively," Quesan said, he could feel Fengbei's absent-mindedness, sat down beside him, stared at Fengbei's side face with a smile, and suddenly bent his knuckles and tapped the table , trying to attract the man's attention, but found that Feng Bei didn't appreciate it at all, and just glanced at him lightly, meaning - say something quickly.

This person has always been very good at pretending to be a dog, and he can't show that he is not a thing in front of the outside. If he is not really upset in this situation, he will not show such an expression to unfamiliar people. .

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you, what do you want to do next." Que San sighed, "Now everyone knows that you are still alive, and the newly appointed minister doesn't seem to have as many minds as a group of people fighting wars. Listen You look so happy when you come back, you almost have a welcome party."

"Isn't it being held outside? Do you want to join in the fun?" Feng Bei raised his chin and pointed out the window, his locked brows not loosened, just as Que San took a deep breath and wanted to say something again, A certain person sitting on the swivel chair with a bad complexion opened Jin Zunyu's mouth first:

"I know what you want to say. When can the way of beating around the bush be changed? When the soldiers come to cover up the water and cover it up, Zhang Aoya will not attack us at this time, otherwise who will fight, let him work hard to change it An army with half blood? At least it’s after the war, just be careful, if you hit a trick once, will you hit it a second time?”

These words came out like a cannonball, and the imposing manner was also posted with the word Lianzhupao, and the anger could be smelled through several floors.

"Well, it is true. But I have one more thing to ask you." Magpie shook his head helplessly and said, "Do you want to continue working for Zhang Aoya?"

"What the hell," his mouth curled into a sneer, "kick him down sooner or later."

"I think other people have the same ideas as you, but we'll have to talk about it after the war, and I'll show you one more thing." Magpie nodded, and took the paper that was casually on the table, " You look at this."

——It was the picture drawn on the car.

"Hey, master of abstraction, I'm sorry." Feng Bei may be born to scratch without saying a few words of shit, and then he moved his eyes to the paper to observe carefully after the run. It has to be said that Que San really does not belong to the abstract school. Realism is what he belongs to. This painting is clear, and many features have been enlarged by him to show it, and the authenticity has not been affected.

"This person should be a civil servant, but I haven't seen him very much. He accidentally bumped into me when the meeting was over, but he left without saying a word. I thought it was impolite, but I went back to the car After thinking about it carefully, the more and more things went wrong, and I couldn't tell what was wrong, so I wanted to draw it down and show it to you, do you know?" Que San took out a pen and added two strokes on it, and finished adding Pausing for a moment, he frowned, as if he had encountered some thought node.

"What's the matter?" Feng Bei raised his head to look at him, and found that his expression was not right and asked.

"No... there should be something here, let me think about it..." The tip of the pen landed on the man's briefcase, and circled it for a few seconds without finding out why. Impatient, just quietly waiting for him to write.

"It should be like this..." Que San finally moved his pen and drew a small mark similar to a symbol on the diagonal corner of the briefcase.

He didn't pay attention to it when he painted it, but when he looked at the portrait again, he realized something was wrong - he should have seen this mark, Que San raised his head and looked at Feng Bei, the man thoughtfully scratched his chin with his knuckles, as if Finding something, he slowly opened his eyes wide and took a deep breath.

"Do you think this mark is very similar to that of the Western Border Guards?"

"What?" Que San opened his eyes wide, and then looked at the small mark carefully. The appearance of the mark gradually coincided with that of the symbol of the Western Territory, "Yes, you are right, this is it."

"The scientific research department now shares one of the four realms, and the civilian department does not belong to any particular one. The departments that can be marked must be the people on the front line!"

"No wonder... No wonder I don't think I've seen him before. He's from the front line. Wait, isn't it dangerous to say that the Western Territory is dangerous? I remember you said before that some high-level officials have colluded with country B. If I were from country B, I will definitely choose one of the Four Realms Guards to be my subordinate, do you think it will be...?"

"Yes." Fengbei didn't feel anything else at all because of this frightening guess, and nodded his head very calmly and firmly, as if putting a cup of coffee for him at this time could turn him into a leisurely person. afternoon tea time.

Just when Que San was about to say something, he was interrupted by that person for the second time today, Feng Bei rolled his eyes and said at the end, "If my guess is correct, the western region must be the entry point of Country B, this battle should be From there."

"Since when did you start thinking about things like a god?"

"That's not the point. You'll know after tonight. Have a good night before the storm." The words came out of his mouth, and he flicked the paper on the table away, then withdrew his hand She crossed her fingers, squinted at him, stood up and took the coat hanging on the back of the chair, and wrapped her arms around Quesan's shoulders, "Go, go out and have a look."

The festivities outside are really festive. Amidst the redness of the ruins, the second wave of firecrackers has already been lit, and a loud bang exploded in the smog. flew out.

"Brother, good afternoon." Feng Yinan's vicious bastard set off a morning firecracker directly in front of them. The color of the explosion could not be seen clearly in the air, but the smile of the person who exploded the firecracker must have been brighter than the firecracker, but it was bitter. If it wasn't for the farewell night tonight, Fengbei felt that he would definitely skin off this person.

"Good afternoon." He twitched the corners of his mouth, some not-so-gentle words had already reached his lips, and suddenly someone ran towards him, forcefully making him swallow all these words back the same way.

——Tang Congyun ran towards this side. He was wearing a military uniform issued by the Southern Border Guard Army, which actually matched his terribly brilliant youthful look, and he was handsome with high spirits.

"Brother Bei." He bent his eyes and smiled, as if the stars were about to come out of his eyes, Feng Bei didn't know how to react for a while, he raised his hand as if he wanted to touch his nose to cover up the pause , but in the end this hand lightly landed on Tang Congyun's head, pressing down all his raised hair.

At the same time, Feng Yinan seemed to have sensed something, and quickly chatted with Que San who was beside him, and with a few words, he turned the person to another place, and forcibly vacated a space for the two of them. Feng Bei was completely ignorant of her behavior She acquiesced, and didn't flick the exposed forehead of the person in front of her until the two of them walked away.

Tang Congyun pretended to be in great pain, covered his forehead, lowered the tail of his eyes and gave Fengbei a slightly wronged look, which made people look so excited that he almost disarmed and raised his hands to surrender, only to see Fengbei facing someone who was using beauty He hooked his hands, turned around and turned the man into the small space next to the small building in ruins.