Taichung Hotel.

In the regular private room, the seemingly simple but hard-working dinner party is achieved through some things that cannot be used on the table, and the goal is achieved in the wine table culture.

"Remember, you must not make the mistake in the placement of soup." The manager in charge of the box area told the waiter who prepared a bowl of soup for each person, and said with a serious expression, "You can't make any mistakes at all."

"I understand." The waiter nodded, turned the tray in his hand slightly, and glanced at the closest bowl.

After glanced at the bowl of soup, the manager nodded slightly and signaled the waiter to send it to the private room where Fan Yiyun was.

After the waiter entered, he first walked to Fan Yiyun, put the bowl of soup to his hands, and assigned the bowl of soup to individuals in turn.

"Old Fan, try this soup..." The man on Fan Yiyun's left hand said with a smile, "A new chef has been added here, it's yours. This soup is authentic. Today I will give it to you."

"Oh?" Fan Yiyun laughed immediately when he heard this, "You have to try it." As he said that, he picked up the bowl.

After putting down the last bowl of soup, the waiter who gave the example soup accidentally glanced across Fan Yiyun, and after confirming that he had drunk it, he turned around and walked out of the box...

When the person left and the door of the box closed, Fan Yiyun's voice came: "This soup is authentic..."

"Then I'll ask your kitchen to pack a pot for you later?"

"This relationship is good..."

"Hahaha... Come on, let's have another drink..."

The waiter closed the door of the private room, looked at the manager, nodded slightly to him, and then went to the kitchen with a tray...

After the manager explained some things to others, he went to the office and made a set of phone calls.

"Is the matter done?" The phone call heard inquiry.

"It's done," said the manager, "I'm sure I'm drinking."

"Yeah." The man replied faintly, "Everyone is on the same line in this matter, and everyone will enjoy the benefits in the future."

"Thank you for your promotion. You know where my heart is." The manager's voice was flattering.

The person on the phone smiled and hung up without saying anything.

"Chief, everything is ready now, only the east wind is gone." Liang Junqing smiled after receiving the news, "Lin Xiangnan should have left the military camp secretly, right?"

"Xu Zhao confirmed it for him first, and then you deliberately asked Fang Xiran to find something..." Chief Luo clamped the fragrant cup with tweezers and handed it to Liang Junqing, "He must have wanted to confirm it in person."

"Oh, it's a bit of a pity." Liang Junqing sighed lightly, took the incense-smelling cup and sniffed it.

Chief Luo chuckled and said in a slight voice: "In this world, if you want to get more, you always need to give up a lot..."

...

All departments of Fuda are doing the welcome party. At night, each department becomes particularly warm and dreamy because of the shiny decoration.

Ye Ziyu stood at the door and sent out brochures from the Foreign Languages ​​Department to his classmates, a little absent-minded.

For some reason, she was so panicked since the beginning of night and her eyelids kept pounding.

Although it is not trustworthy for any snoring, Ye Ziyu always feels that something is about to happen because of panic.

After slapped his lips, which were a little terrible because of the heat, Ye Ziyu took a deep breath and exhale... But the uneasiness did not relieve it, but became even more rapid.

"Ye Ziyu, you look bad... Is the cold not cured yet?"

"Yes, Ziyu, why don't you go and have some water to rest first, and I'll do the rest!"

"I'm fine..." Ye Ziyu pulled the corner of his mouth, shook his head with a smile, "I just haven't recovered after I'm sick."

"If you are tired, just say a word. Sisters are strong enough, you can do it alone." The girl who sent the brochure together patted her chest, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.

Ye Ziyu smiled and continued to distribute the brochure.

When all the people who welcomed the new year arrived, Ye Ziyu had free time and took out his cell phone...

She subconsciously looked at Lin Xiangnan's WeChat avatar, and then looked at the reply messages from her circle of friends. She was not even his. She felt disappointed, but that kind of uneasy turned into worry.

"Isn't it really going on a mission this time, right?" Ye Ziyu murmured.

"What's the mission?"

Suddenly a sound rang in his ears. Ye Ziyu was shocked and felt relieved when he saw that it was Zhou Moran.

"Moran, you scared me to death!" Ye Ziyu swallowed, "Why did you come to our department?"

"The student union was sent to various departments to see how the welcome is doing. I will come over to your department..." Zhou Moran said with a smile, "How about it, I'm thinking of you?"

"Yes..." Ye Ziyu also laughed, wrapped Zhou Moran's arm, and said jokingly, "Leader, please!"

Zhou Moran and Ye Ziyu looked at each other and walked into the welcome venue of the Foreign Languages ​​Department together.

However, while walking, Zhou Moran secretly observed Ye Ziyu in his eyes.

Although she was smiling, there was a hint of sadness between her eyebrows and eyes...

Li Hao gave her a message in the afternoon, saying that he would spend more time with Ye Zi in the past few days, and it would be best to be inseparable to the maximum extent... What does it mean?

Zhou Moran couldn't figure it out, and Li Hao, who was participating in the night training now, could not figure it out either.

Because, the "order" that informed Zhou Moran was sent to him by the third brother from the system message, and as for why, he didn't know!

...

On the night of late summer and early autumn, there is no "accompaniment" of insects. After ten o'clock in the evening, as long as it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, it is as quiet as if time is still.

Lin Xiangnan avoided the court post and found no one to find a corner of Fan Yiyun's house.

After all, he is the core figure of the Sharp Knife Team among the Special Forces. Hiding forward is the most skilled person.

Lin Xiangnan looked at the black house, and had already reached the small western-style building and the study...

He has been here several times for Fan Yiyun, and he is very clear about the structure of his family.

Perhaps in order to help him solve his doubts, Fan Yiyun's wife has been abroad in the past two days, and his daughter is not in Fengcheng.

At this moment, seeing the darkness, Fan Yiyun should not be there either.

A slight sound of "click" came, and Lin Xiangnan pulled a very thin wire in his hand, and the lock bolt that was clamping the window was pulled open.

After he looked around, he carefully pushed open the sliding window. After the person flashed in, he closed it again.

Lin Xiangnan did not turn on the lights, took out the night vision goggles he prepared before putting on, and began to flip in the study.

But after looking around, Lin Xiangnan didn't find anything, and even the safe in the study was opened, there was nothing suspicious about it...

Lin Xiangnan stood in the middle of the study with a torched eyes, his gaze like a detector streaking around, and finally, he was frozen on a pair of "justice" calligraphy on the wall.

People are sometimes very strange.

Wicked people like to be hypocritical, while those who do dirty things like to use justice to cover up their ugliness...

Lin Xiangnan walked towards "justice". At the right time, Fan Yiyun's car parked in front of the small western-style building.

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Chapter completed!