Chapter 71: Wujian

"My name is Xu Le." His voice was a little hoarse. I don't know if it was because he had not replenished water through his mouth for several days, or if it broke out in the parking lot, which hurt his vocal cords, or... He said that because he saw the federal idol in front of him, he felt nervous from his bones.

Jian Shui'er's messy purple hair was already neatly combed, and she had a braid casually. However, because her hair was too short, the braid looked very short, and it was bounced behind her head. It was very cute and looked much younger than her previous dress.

"My name is Jian Shui'er." She said with a smile at the young man on the hospital bed.

Xu Le couldn't help laughing loudly, thinking that this answer was really wonderful. There were many imaginations in life, but who could have imagined that Jian Shui'er would personally introduce himself to being Jian Shui'er? You should know that among the tens of billions of citizens of the Federation, those who do not know Jian Shui'er's cute face are definitely much less than those who do not know President Sieg.

The laughter came to an abrupt end. Xu Le felt pain because it affected the ubiquitous injuries on his body. So it was Jian Shui'er's turn to laugh embarrassedly, because she knew very well why this guy named Xu Le was laughing, and she had indeed not introduced herself for a long time, except when she was a guest at the Nebula Awards.

But for some reason, after hearing the other party’s self-introduction, she subconsciously answered.

After laughing, there was silence. When Xu Le woke up, the sister Tong happened to leave the ward and make an important call. So the first thing he saw was this purple-haired little girl. This time he was extremely sure that it was not that he was dreaming, but that the other party really appeared in front of him. He became extremely nervous and listened to the other party in a confused way about what happened after he was unconscious.

"Enterprise number, move forward!"

Listening to the words that came out of Jian Shui'er's lips, Xu Le thought of something else. The lips of the federal idol who spoke that classic line in the TV series actually talked about things related to him?

In a slightly awkward atmosphere, Jian Shui'er smiled at the corner of her lips, looking at the young man who had just woken up from a coma with interest. Until just now, she had never known the other party's name, because except for the government departments, even the First Military Region General Hospital did not have the authority to scan any citizen's files.

If it is just to avoid reporters, in addition to this hospital full of the smell of potions, Jian Shui'er actually has many places to go to, but she will take time to come to the hospital these days. She believes that the other party is in a dangerous situation of life and death to protect herself, and for some reason, she will feel much calmer when she is with this young man.

The young man in a coma seems to have a kind of relaxing and sleeping effect. For several days, Jian Shui'er will fall asleep in the sun. She occasionally looks at the other person's ordinary face quietly because she confirms that the other person will not wake up and becomes more familiar with him the more she looks.

However, since the other party had woken up at this time, Jian Shui'er naturally would not stare at his face anymore. But under the cute and smiling face, she still couldn't help but recall the resolute and brave figure in the dark underground parking lot that day, and the thrilling battle later.

Xu Le's toughness and speed in the battle left a deep impression on Jian Shui'er. Although she had seen many strong men in the army, she had always hated those people, but for some reason, she did not hate Xu Le's breath.

Xu Le is a person who doesn't like to talk much. Unless necessary, he would rather choose to be silent, study silently, practice silently, and take action silently. Only in front of the closest people can he speak more, such as in front of uncles, Zhang Xiaomeng, Shi Qinghai, Tai Zhiyuan, and Li Wei...

Especially when facing idols who only appeared in their dreams, he didn't know what to say.

Two young men and women who were originally very far away were sitting next to each other in such awkward silence. At this moment, the distance between the mine pit in the Donglin District and the capital star circle disappeared, and even the information transmission took four minutes and twelve seconds to disappear.

After all, Xu Le broke the silence. He looked at Jian Shuier's moving face and said seriously in a hoarse voice: "Thank you for saving my life. What's the point of using me in the future? Please don't be polite."

This sentence sounds a bit awkward, too much like the tone of the world in the movie. But Xu Le said it from the bottom of his heart. Everyone is used to adding more beautiful ingredients to their idols, not to mention that Jian Shui'er really saved his life. He said it with great sincerity and seriousness.

Jian Shui'er also heard the sincerity in the other party's words. After a slight shock, a faint blush floated on her cheeks, making her beautiful, because she always felt that the other party saved her.

Xu Le didn't notice this, but thought that he had been in a coma for so long, and those people in Linhaizhou who care about him might be worried about it, and a trace of anxiety appeared between his eyebrows.

Jian Shuier saw his thoughts and said with a smile: "Do you want to notify your friends? Don't worry, we have notified the Tai family."

Xu Le smiled embarrassedly. His body still couldn't move, and his smile was as sincere and honest as in the past twenty years: "I want to call other friends."

"Girlfriend?" Jian Shui'er asked curiously.

"Exe..." Xu Le replied with a slight slight hue: "I'm trying to remove the word "former."

...

Holding a mobile phone that is not small and exquisite, but exudes a metallic atmosphere, Xu Le didn't know that this was the latest touch-patterned mobile phone in the Federation. He just thought from the slight warmth of the tiger's mouth that Jian Shui'er opened the phone and handed it to him just now. The remaining warmth of Jian Shui'er's fingers remained on the metal surface...

His heart blew, and he immediately scolded himself in his heart. In terms of men and women, he was a very honest guy. At least he thought he had a girlfriend now, and the most important thing was... Although under a green tree outside Hexi Prefecture, he dared to say loudly that he wanted to marry Jian Shuier as his wife, but that was because he thought that Jian Shuier would never appear in his life in his life. Once he really appeared, how could he have no limitless ambitions?

Zhang Xiaomeng's surprise voice came from the other end of the phone, followed by a desperate cry. At this moment, Xu Le's heart was no longer there, not even Jian Shui'er, only the woman who was waiting for her news in Linhai. Yes, she was originally my woman, and a silly woman who liked her.

Then a complicated emotion appeared in his eyes because he thought of something.

After calling Zhang Xiaomeng, he immediately called Mr. Shi. Xu Le pressed the number he kept in mind while thinking slightly, and it turned out that there were only a few close people in this world. If he really died, would there be too few people crying next to the cemetery? Or would anyone prepare a funeral for him at all?

This feeling is very bad. When Shi Qinghai's phone call is connected, no one answers it. Xu Le even feels a bad omen. He knows the rogue official friend very well. He has been missing for several days, and the other party should have been waiting for his phone call.

The door of the ward opened, and the sister Tong walked in and looked at Xu Le with her eyes open on the hospital bed in surprise.

"The doctor has come and said that his injury is too serious and he should talk less, let alone move." Jian Shui'er replied with a smile on behalf of Xu Le.

Sister Tong looked at her and said, "The Tai family is here, should I meet you?"

"No need." Jian Shui'er stood up, bowed slightly to Xu Le on the hospital bed, and said, "Goodbye."

Xu Le was worried about Shi Qinghai at this time, and subconsciously nodded, not paying attention to Jian Shui'er's departure. Not long after, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a large number of doctors in white coats rushed in. In the middle was a person who looked like an official.

The official walked to the bedside, bowed deeply to the surprised Xu Le, bowed more than 90 degrees, and said solemnly: "Young Master will be here tomorrow."

...

The state where the First Military Region General Hospital is located has a considerable time difference between Linhaizhou. When a scene of a thanksgiving night party for wealthy families was being performed in the ward there, the streets of Linhaizhou had just woken up, and people traveling between various companies and government agencies suddenly walked while eating breakfast.

Shi Qinghai stood by the street, leaning lazily on the phone booth, eating bread and lettuce, and the red tomato sauce flowed out from the corner of his thin lips like blood that was about to solidify. He looked at the phone that kept ringing, without any intention of connecting. It was not until the persistent ringtone subsided for a long time that he put his phone back into his shirt pocket and continued to walk towards Shuanghui Street.

The numbers displayed on the mobile phone are very unfamiliar. Although the numbers are arranged beautifully, like almost music, Shi Qinghai has no habit of answering unfamiliar calls, especially in this tense moment. Any unwanted contact may cause him to be trapped in a place of no return.

In the early morning, the FBI retrieved a notice of a joint investigation from its subordinate departments. Shi Qinghai inquired through internal relations and confirmed that Xu Le had been found by the Tai family and was not in danger of his life. He no longer worried about Xu Le, but began to worry about himself and the teacher who had been a spy in the federal government for decades.

In the last few days, Shi Qinghai always felt that there was an invisible net beside him, covering him in the extremely high sky, and he could fall down at any time and keep him in the net. After his careful observation, he confirmed that at least several groups of targets were monitoring him. Thinking of the call the teacher secretly called that day, he knew something was wrong.

The early morning is the time when intelligence personnel are most likely to relax. As an excellent intelligence personnel, Shi Qinghai seized the opportunity, got rid of the surveillance of those "colleagues" and ventured to Shuanghui Street.

The Linhai Prefecture HTD Bureau is on Shuanghui Street.

Shi Qinghai walked through the side alley next to the HTD Bureau Building, like a white-collar worker who suddenly went to work. Then he looked up in shock and found that something heavy was falling from a high altitude.

With a huge muffled sound, a car beside him was flattened. The man who fell from a high altitude on the roof was dead. His gray hair showed that he was not young, and the plasma that kept flowing down was like thinned tomato sauce, which looked extremely disgusting.

Shi Qinghai looked at the place in a daze, his eyes narrowed slightly, the bread in his hand had been crushed, and the tomato sauce inside was flowing out.
Chapter completed!