"Why did something suddenly happen? I was fine when I came to my place yesterday..."

Xing Jun's words were probably the question that all members of the field team of the General Office wanted to ask. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were both silent for a while. As decision makers, they actually had greater pressure than Fei Rong. It can be said that when they were making plans, they did not expect Di Bingqiao to be the target of attack. Otherwise, they would not allow Di Bingqiao and Fei Rong to walk around casually, and did not send anyone to pick them up without meeting them on time. When they heard this news, Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were both stunned immediately, so the questions in their hearts also came even more surging - why was Di Bing attacked by chance?

Unless someone intends to annihilate the entire field team of the General Office and starts with Di Bingqiao to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, otherwise, she has no reason to be targeted... But it was her who happened. So, how could she be silenced because she knew the secret that she shouldn't have known? And it was Di Bingqiao who asked herself to get off the car at that time. Will she have noticed something abnormal?

"Xing Jun." Feng Rong suddenly called him.

Xing Jun suddenly came back to his senses, quickly tidied up the sad expression on his face, and looked at him seriously, "Hmm?"

"Things about Bingqiao..." Feng Rong paused deliberately for a moment.

Xing Jun continued when he heard this: "I just said, I can help you with anything, just speak up."

Feng Rong nodded, "That's good. There is something I want you to check for me. I think the target of your investigation is not that big... You know, we don't know now whether the other party is targeting Bing Qiao alone or our entire field team."

Xing Jun frowned, noticed a point in his words, and said in confusion: "The entire General Office Office Field Team? Minister of the Darkness, are you sure there will be such a force? I didn't expect anyone would be in trouble with you like this."

"I'm afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of it," Feng Rong shook his head, "Bingqiao is the lesson of the past. I don't dare to bet casually. Their goal is just as simple as her."

Feng Rong was extremely cautious and was full of soldiers. Xing Jun thought for a moment in confusion, as if he wanted to say something. Lin Yingkong glanced at Feng Rong, but also echoed: "Minister is right. Bingqiao is only responsible for logistics in our group. Logistically speaking, it will not cause any enemies. The minister and I think this may be the other party's way of killing the chicken to warn the monkey."

Xing Junduo looked at them, "I don't know your situation very well, but you have a doubt about it when you say that?"

"Well, there is such a person who is very suspicious," Feng Rong took out a photo, put it on the table, and pushed it to Xing Jun opposite him, "Help us check him. I need all his information, but be careful and don't disturb others."

Xing Jun picked up the photo and Lin Yingkong glanced at it. It was a photo of Jingzhe and Han Lu. The copy version. The appearance of Han Lu and the background of the photo were specially treated. Only Jingzhe could be seen. It was a photo that their group decided to come to M City. Han Lu had a special existence. They hoped that he would not let him appear in front of others.

Xing Jun stared at the man in the photo for a long time before he said helplessly: "It's really not difficult to find me, and I can't find me. There is only one photo, which is still in black and white. At least it was taken more than ten years ago. There is no other information?" Those who make information can't just create information...

Lin Yingkong did not see any clues from Xing Jun's expression. When he saw Jingzhe, he looked like he saw a stranger, and he was a little confused and suspicious of his identity, but he was not surprised or familiar. Lin Yingkong was a little confused - was it just a coincidence that Xing Jun went to Tianhe Park?

Feng Rong did not deliberately observe Xing Jun, and said as usual: "There is only one photo and a code name. He said that his name is Jingzhe, and he lived in M ​​City for a while."

Xing Jun was stunned when he heard this, Lin Yingkong asked at the right time: "What's wrong? Do you have an impression?"

Xing Jun smiled, very brief but soft, and a little embarrassed, "No, I just thought... Well, today is Jingzhe."

"Huh?" He suddenly said this. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were a little confused. However, they knew that today was Jingzhe in the twenty-four solar terms. Although they were outside just now, although the weather was OK, the water vapor in the air increased significantly, which was the rhythm of rain.

Xing Jun coughed dryly, "I met Bian Hai when I was at Jingzhe, and later... I was also engaged on Jingzhe that day."

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were both stunned, and then they thought about the fact that he had insisted on being discharged from the hospital yesterday. Lin Yingkong suddenly realized and teased: "So you were in the piano room just now..." and celebrated the engagement anniversary with Bian Hai.

He didn't finish his words because Xing Jun Ruowuo glanced at him. Lin Yingkong immediately grabbed Feng Rong's hand and said seriously: "Minister, let's choose a day to get engaged. How do you think the beginning of autumn is? The autumn is clear and refreshing..."

Feng Rong pinched his hand without hesitation and said expressionlessly: "Tell me the serious matter."

After being fussed like this, the depressing atmosphere became much better. Xing Jun also smiled at Feng Rong a little embarrassedly, and then heard Lin Yingkong say, "Oh, by the way, Xing Jun, do you still remember the Tianhe Park we went to yesterday? The place where Jingzhe used to live is not far from the Dragon Dream Stone in the park."

Lin Yingkong was actually a fool. They only found his broken memory in Jingzhe’s notes. They mentioned Long Mengshi repeatedly, but they were not sure if he really lived here. After hearing this, Xing Jun accepted the smile on his face and said, “After more than ten years ago, the living area of ​​Long Mengshi was quite complicated. It would probably not be easy to find people at that time.”

"Just as you said, you don't have to bother you if you are easy to find," Lin Yingkong sighed, then looked around and said inadvertently: "Xing Jun, your house is not new anymore. Have you lived here all the time?"

Xing Jun put down the photos in his hand and added tea to them. There was a faint nostalgia on the corner of his mouth, "Yes, this is left to me by my dad. I was born in City M and lived in this house for at least 30 years." When he said this, with the same young face as a man in his twenties, the style of painting was really unconventional.

"More than thirty years..." Lin Yingkong said speechlessly; "Why do I sound so awkward?"

"What?" Xing Jun asked first, then realized what he meant. He touched the subtle lines at the corners of his eyes helplessly, and said, "I just passed my 40th birthday and I have been spending most of my life. You should stop kidding me."

Lin Yingkong said: "Where is it? I am praising you for your ability to maintain your beauty. What kind of beauty products do you usually use? I remember that a kind of beauty pill produced by the Heavenly Realm is specially provided for ordinary people."

Xing Jun thought for a moment, "Tianjun seems to have bought one for me...but where can I use it?"

Lin Yingkong blinked his eyes twice, "Why don't you need it?"

Xing Jun looked at him like he was looking at a child who was asking his parents if he was paying for phone bills. He was both funny and angry, "I made a living by my hands, but I didn't rely on my face. If anyone would dislike my face, it would probably be Bianhai. If he really disliked..." Xing Jun thought for a while, "Then I don't need to use it." When he said this, his eyes couldn't help but turn to the piano room. He seemed to think of some memories, and a faint smile spread out from his eyes.

Lin Yingkong stopped talking. He could understand Xing Jun's look. Xing Jun was very happy, especially when it came to Bianhai, so Lin Yingkong could not believe that such Xing Jun would have any adverse thoughts to them. Since they met him, he has always been like this. Although it always gives people a feeling of depression, but couples are successful, and have a gentle and kind personality. With such a person, why should he take the risk of doing things for the Blood-Slaying Alliance?

Lin Yingkong stopped talking. Feng Rong and Xing Jun chatted for a few words, then offered to say goodbye. Xing Jun also specially packed a box of pastries he made and asked them to take them back to coax Fei Rong. Lin Yingkong took them with a smile and cry. Then Feng Rong asked Xing Jun hard about his opinion and then sent him back to the piano room, indicating that he would not have to see him off. Xing Jun had to sit down and wave to them.

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong left in unison. When they walked to the iron lamp in front of the door, they heard the sound of piano coming from inside. It was still the song Xing Jun was playing when they came. The sound of piano was excited and gentle, hurrying and restrained, as if there was something unspeakable to struggle in the soil, and the day to break through the ground is urgent...

Feng Rong stopped in the courtyard and asked, "What kind of song is this?"

When Lin Yingkong stopped Feng Rong, he had already opened a small software on his phone. This was a gadget made by Ding Youlan himself. After collecting a piece of piano sound, he said: "Richard Clayderman's "Adelina by the Water".

Feng Rong lowered his eyes slightly and murmured: "Adilina..."

Adilina comes from a story from Greek mythology - there is a beautiful legend in Greek mythology. A long time ago, there was a lonely Cyprus king named Pygmalion. Pygmalion sculpted a beautiful girl, looking at her every day, and eventually inevitably fell in love with the statue of the girl. He prayed to the gods, looking forward to the miracle of love. His sincerity and persistence finally moved the god of love Aphrodite and gave his life to the sculpture. From then on, the lucky king lived with the beautiful girl and lived a happy life.

At the same time, in the safe house of the Ling Security Bureau of M City, Zhu Mengtian and E Jingbai were out, and Fei Rong was left in the room, taking advantage of Xiaodai and Ding Youlan. However, the safe house was to ensure the safety of Ling Security local members, so the defense was excellent. There were various superimposed defense restrictions, and even the field team of the General Office brought a company to concentrate firepower and could not break it quickly. In short, if there was any situation, it could support outside. Otherwise, just after Di Bingqiao's order, Feng Rong and others would not be assured to let the members of the General Office field team with relatively low force value leave their protection range.

The keyboard was crackling, and his fingers flew like butterflies, falling lightly on the black buttons. Ding Youlan's blue eyes were running the huge large computer without blinking. A few drops of sweat slowly slid off the forehead door. He didn't have time to reach out, even if he just used a second to wipe off the few drops of sweat that stuck to his skin, which made people feel uncomfortable. Fei Rong was maintaining her various hot weapons, and also checked what other team members might use, repaired some minor problems, and it took a long time to pull herself out of the mountains of various weapons. She saw Cheng Xiaodai still staring at that

Some of the so complicated that laymen were reading professional terms for heavenly books, so they walked to the refrigerator in the kitchen and found a few fresh oranges. They used the simple juicer specially bought by Lin Yingkong for more than ten minutes before they could produce three cups of orange juice of the same color. Fei Rong was working on it, and she thought that although Di Bingqiao was not as good as Lin Yingkong's cooking skills, she was still very good at making these juices and teas... Fei Rong stared at the three cups of orange juice for a while, then flattened her mouth and endured her tears. She washed her face and confirmed that she was not strange before she found a tray to put the orange juice back in the living room.

In the living room, Cheng Xiaodai, who was reading the information from the initial research institute just now, ran to the bed at some point, lifted the curtain and stared at the sky outside, frowned slightly, Fei Rong put the orange juice on the dining table and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, Xiaodai?"

Cheng Xiaodai didn't look back, but said in a subtle tone: "It's going to change."

"Ah?" He said this without a head or end. Fei Rong walked over and opened the curtains and looked at it. Then she found that it was already cloudy when she woke up early in the morning. The sun was still out for more than an hour ago. Now it seemed that it was about to rain heavily. Fei Rong said worriedly: "Minister and others didn't bring an umbrella when they went out." Even if the creatures in the supernatural community have good physical constitutions, everyone has different physical constitutions. Except for the drought and E Jingbai, the others were so cold that they were dripping from the head and face.

Cheng Xiaodai seemed not worried about this problem. His eyes stayed in a certain direction for a long time before saying, "Today is Jingzhe."

Fei Rong was still muttering that Feng Rong and the others would not know if they would be wet. They didn't hear him clearly for a while and said in confusion: "What's wrong with Jingzhe?" She thought that Cheng Xiaodai was talking about Jingzhe in the Institute of Chuxing.

When Xiaodai put down the curtains, he was now a child, so he looked a little weird when he looked straight, as if he was pretending to be an adult. He repeated: "Today is Jingzhe."

"Well...oh," Fei Rong finally heard it clearly, but she was still confused, "So Xiaodai, what do you want to say?" Is there any grand statement about Jingzhe that day?

Cheng Xiaodai went to find the Qiankun bag that Ding Youlan placed next to the sofa. It was a thing that looked like a wallet, and it did hold some change and cards. Only the seams were like natural talismans that were formed at the seams, which showed its differences. Cheng Xiaodai unscientifically took out an old notebook from the wallet as big as a palm, and flipped through it in the place where he had put a few bookmarks. Fei Rong didn't bother him. Seeing that he had no time to answer his questions for a while, he took a glass of orange juice and took it to Ding Youlan's computer room. As soon as he entered, he saw him typing on the keyboard, and his fingers were so fast that he could almost see the afterimage.

As soon as Fei Rong put the orange juice next to him, Ding Youlan suddenly stood up and cheered: "I've done it!"

"So fast?" Fei Rong's eyes lit up. Before he could get close to see the results he had produced, he heard Ding Youlan's cheers stop suddenly and turned into a moan. She was startled like a frightened bird. When she turned her head, she found that Ding Youlan was holding him with trembling and trembling and trying to straighten it. It turned out that he had been facing the keyboard for too long and his hands were cramped. Fei Rong quickly reached out to help. She was much better at dealing with small things like cramps than Ding Youlan, who was doing logistics.

After a few strokes, Fei Rong ran to the bathroom and twisted a hot towel, and applied Ding Youlan's cramped hand clumsyly. Ding Youlan stared at her busy work back and forth, feeling as if she had seen Di Bingqiao's figure when she helped them deal with their big injuries and minor problems, and her nose was sore. Fei Rong just looked up and saw his red eyes. She immediately wondered: "I'll get you a hot towel, and you're so moved?"

Ding Youlan took a deep breath and swallowed the clogged feeling in her throat, and then said as usual: "Yes, I'm very touched. Rongzi, you rarely serve me like this, rather than bullying me."

Fei Rong's eyebrows were slightly raised, "When did I bully you? If you slander me, let's see you in the fighting arena!"

Ding Youlan complained: "I told a logistics officer to see you in the fighting arena, and he said he wasn't bullying me?"

Fei Rong almost choked: "...it's just a joke."

When Xiaodai suddenly rushed in, holding the Jingzhe notebook in his hand, he said mindlessly: "Rongzi, how about we go to Tianhe Park?"

"...what?" Not only Fei Rong was called out by him, but even Ding Youlan was depressed, "Why do you want to go to Tianhe Park?"

Cheng Xiaodai said: "Today is Jingzhe, right?"

It was the third time he mentioned this, and Fei Rong nodded hesitantly, "Yes, I wanted to ask you just now, why do you always say this?"

Cheng Xiaodai shook her head, "It's not that I always say this, it's that I always think of Jingzhe."

"What's wrong with him?" Fei Rong and Ding Youlan were surrounded by him for a while, and then they realized that this Jingzhe was not the other Jingzhe.

Cheng Xiaodai spread the notebook on the table and asked, "Jingzhe has mentioned the Dragon Dream Stone many times, right?"

"Well," Ding Youlan never forgets it, and basically can repeat the contents, "But he just mentioned it. We can't find any big connection between Long Mengshi and him." It's just a speculation that he might live nearby. After all, M City is so big, they always have to find a direction to find.

"Then why did he mention this specifically?" Cheng Xiaodai asked.

Fei Rong bulged her cheeks, "Who knows what he thought?"

Cheng Xiaodai nodded and said, "That's it. No one knows what he is thinking, but Jingzhe left this more private notebook to Han Lu and asked him to hand it over to our bureau. Then he would not leave us a useless message repeatedly."

Ding Youlan was a little confused, "Do you mean Dragon Dream Stone is a secret code?"

"Not necessarily, but since there is a place called Dragon Dream Stone, I prefer it to refer to it," Cheng Xiaodai pointed to a sentence on his notebook, which wrote Ding Youlan's translation in a pencil, "Look at this place, he said, 'Last night, I dreamed of Dragon Dream Stone again, and for so many years, it still hasn't changed'."

Cheng Xiaodai is quite similar to Lin Yingkong and Zhu Mengtian's way of thinking. He has always been wild and imaginative, that is, divergent thinking and has a high emotional intelligence. Although Ding Youlan and Fei Rong are also smart, they are not so sensitive. They are a little confused for a moment. Ding Youlan said in confusion: "What's the problem with this sentence?"

"Of course there is a problem. The point is the sentence 'It still has not changed'. How did Jingzhe know that the Dragon Dream Stone has not changed? If it is a dream that remains unchanged, then this sentence will be logical!" Cheng Xiaodai said excitedly: "Jingzhe said this, it must be because he saw the Dragon Dream Stone when he was amnesia. He may have been to City M and wanted to find his memory through the Dragon Dream Stone!"

Fei Rong and Ding Youlan suddenly realized, and Ding Youlan nodded and said, "I remember Han Lu said that Jingzhe would occasionally go far and help the initial research institute transport some experimental products and the like. It is not impossible for him to find an opportunity to come to M City to take a look, but we can't find the records of Jingzhe coming here in the past, right?" It has been more than ten years since this, and there were no expressway cameras or the like back then.
Chapter completed!