Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"satisfied?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun looked at him with a slightly complicated expression, and when he saw that his expression was very sincere, he could not help but touched his nose with a little guilty conscience.

However, the principle of guilty conscience is not lost.

"Brother Ruan."

Mo Shangyun raised his hand and put his palm on Ruan Yan's shoulder.

Ruan Yan immediately turned his gaze and focused his attention on Mo Shangyun's hand, strongly restraining his scorn for such a hand.

For the sake of her probable agreement... he will bear it first.

He noticed his eyes and smiled on the lips, and then asked: "Do you think I am eligible to be your friend?"

"……Ok."

Thinking carefully, Ruan Yan nodded.

"Then," Mo Shangyun paused and asked again, "Are we two friends now?"

"……Ok."

Ruan Yan continued to nod.

Anyway, it seems to be a good match, barely count.

"Okay." Mo Shangjun nodded, patted his shoulders with a raised hand, and said seriously, "I think, the friendship we established initially needs to be nurtured well, to help friends, it must be pure, Isn't it? Only in this way can our friendship develop in the long run."

"..."

Hearing what Mo Shangyun understood, Ruan Yan lost her eyes.

I will try my best.

If not for her talented sake...

"Meaning you don't agree now?" Ruan Yan asked directly grasping the key.

"Sorry, I haven't thought about it yet." Mo Shangyun was very sorry.

"Take your hand away."

Ruan Yan finally stopped covering up his disgust with that hand.

"..."

Mo Shangjun twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, withdrawing his hand depressed.

"You go back, I will go first."

Clapping his hands, Mo Shangyun planned to walk into the student pile.

"and many more."

Ruan Yan stopped her.

Mo Shangyun strode, and raised an eyebrow at him suspiciously.

"That hacker, found it," Ruan Yan said, "but someone killed him one step ahead."

Mo Shangyun froze for a moment, "Kill?"

"Ok."

Ruan Yan nodded calmly.

"Have you found any news?" Mo Shangyun asked involuntarily.

"Dr. with a history of drug addiction, severing contact with his family, not married, no children." Ruan Yan said indifferently, both Wu Jiu said and his information with him.

Mo Shangyun is one of the participants in this matter, and it is normal to know the subsequent development of the matter.

"Then why..." Mo Shangyun asked deeply.

"Employed." Ruan Yan said, "A week ago, he got a fortune in desperation."

"Remittance or cash?"

"Cash." Ruan Yan said.

There is a camera near his rented house. Wu Jiu sent someone to check the monitoring records of the last week and find his record of going out empty-handed at night and carrying the box late at night.

Moreover, there are no transfer records in his account.

However, in less than a week, the cash must be used up, but no matter whether it was renting a house or finding his body, no trace of cash was found.

Everything depends on speculation, of course, eight or nine is inseparable.

Ink on the lips slightly pursed lips.

If it is cash, it is really not easy to check.

"There is no trace of the scene and his rented house?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"No, the method is very clean." Ruan Yan said lightly, "but it should be for the project."

"Well." Mo Shangyun nodded. "You be careful."

"know."

Wu Jiu attaches great importance to this matter.

There are not many people who know the specific contents of the project, and they claim to be ordinary research-in fact, it is not particularly important research. However, the way of all researchers must be kept confidential. The location is set in the school. First, the project research is nearing completion. The person in charge unexpectedly dies, leading to the suspension of the research. At the moment, the research is suspended for another half a year, and the location is changed.

I didn't think, just started, and was stared at.

"The laboratory changed the lock. I can go to the dormitory in the future." Ruan Yan explained.

Seeing him with a straight face and no other meaning, you can't help but hook your lower lip.

Did this guy realize that he lived in a male dormitory?

"Row."

If you want to, Mo Shangyun raised her eyebrows, and it was just right.

After looking at the fiery sun above his head, and thinking of the rejection he had just inked, Ruan Yan pushed down the brim slightly, and said, "I'm going first."

"Slow walking."

Mo Shangyun sincerely said.

Then, with a very sincere sight, he watched Ruan Yan leave.

It's just that such a scene of "sincerely sending friends" falls into the eyes of others, and it becomes a bit of "reluctant" and "passionate".

Among the trainees, Xu Qin withdrew his gaze with disappointment.

*

Seeing Ruan Yan walking away, Mo Shangyun did not act as a'Wang Youshi'. He turned back and continued to observe the achievements, mentality and supervision of the punishments of the following groups.

I have to say, it sucks.

Only a dozen people successfully completed the task, and even a third of them did not even have a gun installed, and they panicked when they got the gun parts, and some even did not recognize all the parts of the gun. It is really-sad.

This little test was tossed by them for 30 minutes.

After the 16th group ended, only Xiao Lei was left.

For half an hour, Xiao Lei, who was scared enough to pee his pants, recovered his mind. Mo Shangyun didn't let him go to the test, and he also sat on the ground, motionless, and didn't mean to want to take the initiative.

Mo Shangyun ignored him throughout the journey.

However, Xiao Lei's eyes have always seemed to fall on Mo Shangjun.

Up to now, his mood has not recovered.

Mo Shangyun's marksmanship is superb, for the time being. However, shooting at him in full view, no one accused or even stopped, and led to his own embarrassment and reduced to a joke of the tigers...

Relying on his family background, Xiao Lei, who was accustomed to his peers since childhood, felt a deep sense of humiliation at this moment.

His dignity was trampled on and off again by Mo Shangyun, and even this time he was ruthlessly crushed by Mo Shangyun.

The more he wanted, the more he was angry, Xiao Lei pulled out the weeds on the ground.

Oh shit.

After a while, she will look good!

He didn't believe it, Mo Shangyun really did everything well!

Clenching fists with both hands, Xiao Lei stared angrily at the straight figure of Mo Shangjun.

...

In the following shooting training, Mo Shangjun did not let them target. Everyone was assigned a type 95, then let them disassemble and assemble the gun, and let Chu Feiyin explain the parts and function of the gun over and over again. , Let them reach the point where practice makes perfect.

In an hour and a half, they assembled dozens of times, and there was almost no rest time in the middle. Everyone was sweating heavily, their fingers were stiff or numb, but they did not dare to sweat on the rifle.

Arrives in two hours.

Four forty.

The electronic camp brought by Qin Xue next door, after a brief explanation, began to take turns shooting at the target. The shooting sounds were continuous and dense. Help them target.

They choose to wear military uniforms, and it is also an expectation to be able to touch the gun and shoot!

Now, the gun has been touched, and it has been touched repeatedly until their hands are useless, but the shot...

There seems to be no chance today!

They thought almost desperately.

"set!"

Mo Shangyun shouted.

Then, he put a whistle in his mouth and blew his whistle.

Everyone carried their guns on their backs and quickly assembled and organized the team. At the same time, they also held the final expectation of "can shoot today".

Even Xiao Lei, who has been abandoned, joined the team very consciously at this time.

Unexpectedly, after they gathered together properly, they got the simple and clear words of Mo Shangyun—

"Close the gun and return to the training ground."

Everyone: "..."

"report!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Say." Mo Shangjun put the whistle in his pocket and said lazily.

"Shall we not target?"

"Don't hit it." Mo Shangyun returned two words.

"Report, why?"

"Report, why can all other camps target, but we can't? This is unfair!" Xiao Lei shouted in the crowd, which successfully aroused public indignation.

"Report, you have to give us a reasonable explanation!"

"Reports, the marksmanship is fed by bullets. Your marksmanship is so good, it should be clear, but you do not target us! This is unreasonable!"

...

Hearing the positive protests from the students, Chu Feiyin pursed her lips and glanced at Mo Shangyun.

There are guns and bullets are ready...there are a few shots, it should not be a problem.

Even she wanted to persuade Mo Shangyun.

However, noting that Mo Shangyun's expression became more and more severe, Chu Feiyin hid these words in his heart.

"Beep--"

He blew his whistle and suppressed all the rebellious sounds. Mo Shangyun looked at them coldly and said coldly, "I don't even know your own gun. Are you worthy of shooting?"

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