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The scenery on the lights is not easily seen in every place.

Obviously, you can feel this view in advance in the family building of the Army Officer Academy.

This kind of scenery reflects many...

The rich dishes on the dining table, the blood swaying in the wine glass under the light, sweeping the owner's enthusiasm.

"Come on! You two eat more, it's rare for you to come and see me together. You won't be drunk tonight," Liu Tongxun said happily.

"Cousin, this time I came here mainly to report to you. Wenchuan's recent performance, so as to avoid you, a teacher, thinking that I don't take care of him," Liu Shirong said with a smile.

"Oh! What did Wenchuan do?"

Liu Shirong gave a detailed report on what happened recently to Liu Tongxun.

"Very good! Wenchuan's performance was beyond my expectations, but it was reasonable. Wenchuan should not be arrogant because of this. The more you are at this time, the more you should be low-key. Do you understand?" Liu Tongxun said seriously.

"Yes, teachers, students must keep your teachings in mind, be strict with themselves at all times, and live up to the party and the country," Yan Wenchuan stood up and expressed his opinion.

"Okay, Lao Liu, you didn't even look at any days, so you shouted at Wenchuan. Today is the day when Wenchuan is promoted, which also shows that your teacher is good at teaching," said Mrs. Liu next to him with a smile and looked at Yan Wenchuan.

"Hahaha, my sister-in-law is saying it! You should be happy, so don't show your teacher's majesty," Liu Shirong also said with a smile.

When Liu Tongxun heard them say this, he was disrespectful. In fact, he was very happy inside and was still very satisfied with Yan Wenchuan.

After three rounds of wine.

The three of them came to the living room to drink tea and talk about the current situation.

"The current situation has become clearer. The Japanese will not die if they destroy me. I am afraid that the war will begin soon."

"When the war comes, the people are still suffering. Alas, there are many differences between the party and the country, I am afraid that this war will not be ideal."

"Many families of senior officials have begun to evacuate, which is the weather vane. You should also make preparations in advance to avoid being too passive at that time," Liu Tongxun said with a solemn expression.

When the two of them heard such news, they felt nervous and had never considered the accuracy of the information. I believe there would be no falsehood.

The atmosphere is a bit dull.

"Teacher, then am I going back to the army? Once the battle begins, I can go to the battlefield to kill the enemy," Yan Wenchuan asked.

"Well! No, you're still in the intelligence department, accumulate more achievements, and wait until you return to the army to start a higher starting point," Liu Tongxun said considering.

"Yes, I listen to the teacher."

at night!

Yan Wenchuan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Thinking of Liu Tongxun's words, it not only attracted his attention.

Although the organization did not allow him to act blindly, it is still possible to do something that is easy to do, and do some preparations in advance.

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Nanjing, Yuhuatai!

Yan Wenchuan returned to his hometown and visited his parents' grave. On the way back, he planned to go to the grain store to take a look and prepare more.

By the way, buy some crop seeds and prepare for a long-term battle.

"Stop! Run again and shoot."

A shout came from a distance, and Yan Wenchuan saw several policemen chasing a woman in her thirties.

The woman was in a very embarrassed state, her hair was messy and her body was covered with dust. She looked like she had lost a shoe to escape.

The woman with messy steps didn't run a few steps, and she thrust! Her legs were kneeling on the ground, and Yan Wenchuan felt pain when she saw it.

Then the policeman who rushed up came up and punched and kicked the woman, and Yan Wenchuan frowned slightly.

This kind of thing happens every day, and he can't change it, and he has no intention of meddling in this idiot.

Just when Yan Wenchuan passed by them, his waist suddenly burned, which made him frown. He knew that it was the flying knife that was causing trouble again.

However, this is the first time that it is a fever in broad daylight, which makes Yan Wenchuan confused.

With a casual touch, the flying knife that emits heat appears in his hand. Well! The red one is actually a sealed golden red knife.

The red knife was caused by him killing his comrades, which led to discoloration and sealing the knife. What does this mean?

Could it be... Yan Wenchuan thought of a possibility in his heart, and he quickly walked away. The knife in his hand moved as Yan Wenchuan moved, and the temperature became lower and lower.

Until the flying knife dropped to its original temperature, Yan Wenchuan turned around and headed towards the police. As he got closer to the police, the knife became hotter and hotter.

Yan Wenchuan did not stop his pace, and took this group of police as the center and walked a distance toward east, west, south and north.

Yan Wenchuan finally confirmed that it was these people who caused the flying knife abnormality. What caused it?

What were you carrying? Clothing, guns, batons, or anything else, Yan Wenchuan lowered his head and pondered.

His actions also attracted the attention of people around him, especially the policeman who looked at him with bad eyes.

If Yan Wenchuan hadn't been tall and big, wearing a Zhongshan suit, he looked very qualified, and would have cut off the person who was by his side and wandering around him.

Yan Wenchuan was also looking at the police, trying to find out the people who made Xiaodao heat up.

"I said, why are you watching by stepping on the horse? Are you free and easy? Why are you going around here?" A policeman with a tilted lead cursed.

The police officers next to them also looked bad and just didn't speak.

Yan Wenchuan would not argue with these little characters. He came to them and took out his ID, "Lieutenant Yan Wenchuan, a Lieutenant of the National Intelligence Department."

Several policemen looked at each other and their faces changed suddenly, especially the policemen who spoke in cursing.

"Report to the Chief! Mao Xiaoer, a police officer at Yuhua Branch, say hello to you, please give me instructions," Mao Xiaoer, who spoke in a swearing voice, saluted.

Strictly speaking, Yan Wenchuan is their boss's boss, and the intelligence department is well-known outside the country, so they can't provoke it.

"Yeah! You four follow my orders, each of you will be in one direction, twenty meters away from me, and immediately act."

"yes!"

The four policemen quickly separated. After they stood 20 meters away from Yan Wenchuan, the knife in their hands was still very hot, and it was obvious that only this woman was still staying beside Yan Wenchuan.

Yan Wenchuan looked at the handcuffed woman curiously, and the woman kneeling on the ground, in pain all over her body. It was not until Yan Wenchuan came to her side that she looked up.

"What's your name? What kind of work do you do, and why were you arrested?" Yan Wenchuan asked softly.

The woman didn't expect that this handsome man would take the initiative to talk to her. She didn't react for a while and spoke while breathing.

"My name is Su Muqing. I just came to Nanjing and didn't do anything bad. Can you help me?"

The sound was crisp and pleasant, which was completely inconsistent with her appearance. No matter what, Yan Wenchuan planned to rescue her first.

"Come here!"

Hearing the summoned police officer, he quickly moved closer to Yan Wenchuan.

"Sir Yan, what instructions do you have?"

"What did she do?"

"Ah! It's nothing big. This woman was caught by the master's family. She stole the money from the master while she was unprepared," Mao Xiaoer said quickly.

"Oh! Is it very troublesome? I plan to take away the person. Can you handle it?" Yan Wenchuan asked at Mao Xiaoer.

"Hi! What's the trouble with this? You're just talking about it," Mao Xiaoer said flatteringly.

"Yeah! Very good. You have to keep this matter confidential. Can it be done?"

"Yes!" Several people spoke in unison.

Yan Wenchuan took out $200 from his wallet and handed it to Mao Xiaoer, "Take it! It's your hard work."

When a few people saw two big tickets, they looked surprised. This is US dollar! Mao Xiaoer didn't dare to accept it.

"Sir! You're slapped me in the face! This matter also requires hard work, and it's absolutely not possible. If you have any trouble in the future, just give me instructions."

Yan Wenchuan looked up at Mao Xiaoer, who was a good person.

"Yeah! I'm sorry, I'll wait for me at the door of the intelligence department tomorrow afternoon. I have something to tell you."

"Hey hey! I must be on time," Mao Xiaoer said excitedly.

"Bastard! You haven't opened the handcuffs yet, go find a car," Mao Xiaoer cursed at the policeman who was still stunned.

"yes!"

Looking at Yan Wenchuan who was leaving, several people wiped the sweat from their faces.

"Boss! You are still so good! The great master of the Intelligence Department has let you do it," a police officer licked his face and smiled at Mao Xiaoer.

"Yes! Head, it's a pity that $200 is enough for brothers to be happy for a long time."

"Shut up! Why is your eye socket so shallow? As long as you lean on this master, you will still have everything you want in the future."

"Yes, yes! Head, you're talking about it!"

"Boss, you said, Chief Yan, what will happen if you call you to the Intelligence Department tomorrow? You will not be arrested and tortured!"

When Mao Xiaoer heard this, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Don't talk nonsense. I warn you, who dares to leak out today's affairs? I've peeled him off. Do you understand?"
To be continued...