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268. Chapter 268 I want to be a soldier!

Situ Qinglang and Tangxin were invited to the Hong Kong Police Station. After some transcripts and investigations, they learned that these two were the biggest contributors to resolve the subway blasting incident tonight.

The bomb was successfully sent to the investigation and analysis center. After inspection, it was shown that it was indeed a bomb that was enough to blow up the entire subway. Its power cannot be underestimated. Once it exploded, it is likely to lead to an unprecedented tragedy.

The train has been driving at high speed, and no matter how powerful the special police and blasting experts are, they cannot enter a subway that cannot be parked. So this time, thanks to Mr. Situ and Miss Sweetheart's unwilling help, the lives of all the train people were finally guaranteed.

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Situ Qinglang came to study and brought sweetheart to her honeymoon. Neither of them expected to catch up with such things as if they had won the first prize. I really don’t know if I should say that I am lucky or that I am unlucky.

Later that night, Situ Qinglang received personal reception from the Chief Executive of Hong Kong.

As the captain of the mainland special forces, he is also a colonel. Of course, his special contribution this time must be recorded in his military merits. When the Chief Executive learned that he was coming to Hong Kong for two weeks to study, he immediately gave instructions to the relevant departments.

Be sure to express your sincerest thanks to him.

He was surrounded by various officials and politicians as if he was buzzing the moon by stars and the moon, and he was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. He looked at it from afar, and was sincerely excited and proud of Situ Qinglang.

Situ Qinglang was extremely tired, but had to bite the bullet and accept various praises. He also looked at sweetheart from time to time, his eyes full of apology.

The captured young man had been taken to the interrogation room for overnight interrogation. He admitted that the bomb was done by him, but he refused to confess any details and the original intention of the bomb, which put the detection at a deadlock.

However, thanks to sweetheart, because she stepped forward to catch the suspect, the police successfully searched his home address later that night and seized several identical bombs, proving that he had planned to deliberately create a serial blasting case.

, and this plan was completely broken by Sweetheart.

Sweetheart has also become a hero - but it is not as good as Situ Qinglang!

The police station sent someone to send the two back to the InterContinental Hotel and informed that tomorrow night, the Hong Kong government will hold a banquet in the InterContinental Hotel banquet hall where they stayed, and publicly thanked and commended the two. At that time, the political leaders from all walks of life in Hong Kong will be of great importance to the following year.

Attend.

Situ Qinglang was both overwhelmed and helpless. He didn't want to make the matter so sensational, but the other party was so enthusiastic that he could not refuse.

The little sweetheart who was carrying the exhausted little strength returned home. Situ Qinglang, who had struggled on the brink of death several times, had already calmed down. He felt ashamed of sweetheart. Since sweetheart met him, this was the second time she had passed by the god of death.

Although Sweetheart's psychological quality is strong, she is a little dull at this moment. She was carried on her shoulder by Situ Qinglang like a doll, escorted back to the room, and placed it on the sofa.

"Silly?" Situ Qinglang squatted down and pinched her little face with heartache.

Sweetheart's eyes wandered, and it took a long time to point the focus at Situ Qinglang, and said with emotion: "It feels like dreaming."

Her voice was vague and hoarse, and she obviously hadn't come back to her senses from the shock and running just now.

Situ Qinglang felt even more distressed. He kissed her little mouth and said guiltily: "Sorry, I almost harmed you."

Sweetheart came to her senses, her little face flushed, and she actually smiled excitedly: "It's okay, I really feel so exciting!"

"..." Situ Qinglang didn't know what to say in an instant. Ordinary girls might have been scared to tears when they encountered this situation, but instead of crying, Tianxin felt very... exciting?!

Is she too nervous?

Seeing that sweetheart was rubbing her knees, Situ Qinglang suddenly remembered that she had fallen on the subway, so he quickly pulled up her jeans and found that her knees had started to seep out blood, and the wound was terrible.

"Why are all so injured?" He frowned, asking with heartache and anger.

"My injury is fine, but I feel sorry for you." Sweetheart dragged his briefly treated wound at the police station - the tooth mark of the "Vacheron Constantin" watch bitten out by himself.

"What's the point of a minor injury? If you knock your knees like this, it will definitely be very difficult to walk these days." Situ Qinglang blamed himself very much.

He was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. A bunch of questions and answering reporters made him so anxious that he completely forgot that sweetheart fell down, and his wounds were about to scab.

He quickly asked the front desk to send a first aid kit to disinfect and stop bleeding and bandage the sweetheart. Seeing the hydrogen peroxide bubbling on the wound on her knee, Situ Qinglang frowned even more and said worriedly: "If this scar will be lost in the future,

I'm in trouble, how do you wear a skirt in summer?"

"If you fall scars, you will fall scars, handsome!" Sweetheart shook his little head indifferently.

Situ Qinglang was so amused that he had to knock her head. Today, her legs could not be stained with water. He packed up his things and said, "I will help you put water in the bathtub later, and I will help you take a shower."

"No, no!" Sweetheart blushed in an instant, and she said nervously, "I just fell down my leg, and I didn't break my hand! I can wash myself!"

"I'll help you wash." Situ Qinglang refused strongly, "Let's wash together."

"... Actually, it is your original intention to wash together." Sweetheart rolled his eyes. He was obviously drunk and was not taking a shower!

Situ Qinglang stripped away the sweetheart without saying anything. The sweetheart had to turn a blind eye and barely cover the part of the Eighteen Forbidden City and gently put it into the bathtub.

The water flow slowly injected, and Situ Qinglang helped Tangxin untied her tied ponytail. Her black hair was extremely beautiful, soft and smooth, and she held it like silk in her hand, making people love her.

He helped her apply shampoo and started rubbing it. The soldiers were not very gentle. Sweetheart felt that his head had become a ball and he played around with it.

"Why don't you take off your clothes?" she muttered, she had fed her whole body, and this guy only fed her upper body, which was unfair.

"I'll wash it for you first. What should I do if I catch a cold if I take it off so clean?" Situ Qinglang always looked for excuses with great perfunctory every time, which was really hateful.

"You, you, you, a person who is so passionate, will catch a cold?" Sweetheart was angry. Even if he was coaxing himself into trouble, he should be more serious!

The temperature in the bathroom was getting higher and higher. Situ Qinglang faced such a body that made him unable to let go of his love. Even if he tried to resist being distracted, he was already sweating profusely at this moment.

So handsome... Sweetheart looked at Situ Qinglang's hideous scars, big and small, and felt that the scars were like military medals, which was simply a proof of glory. My husband was so handsome!

She recalled Situ Qinglang twice helping him get out of trouble with everyone, once in the rain of bullets, and once in front of a huge bomb. Every time he was calm and he responded calmly. He was like a god in his heart.

The existence!

I really want to be like him...

What's the use of being a lawyer? Who can't speak out? Sweetheart suddenly felt that she had chosen one of the most useless professions in history! No, no, no, she shouldn't be a lawyer! From now on, her dream is-
Chapter completed!
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