In an apartment on Qianyuan Road, Yanbei, District 8, Jiang Xue was lying on the bed, sweating profusely and his eyes were blurred.

"Huh, I'm so hot."

A woman sat up from the side and asked with some grievances: "Why didn't you react?"

"It's okay, you're going to do it." Jiang Xue looked at the ceiling, his eyes a little dull.

"Bang!"

The woman slapped Jiang Xue in the head: "Can you respect me? What did I do with me? Is this a matter of one person?"

Jiang Xue came back to his senses and said impatiently: "Okay, hurry up."

"Mad, what's your attitude? It seems like I'm going to force you. Brother, you're going to have a baby." The woman was a little unhappy.

"Stop talking nonsense, just do it." Jiang Xue rushed over like a hungry tiger.

...

Jiang Xue had a marriage before, but because of the nature of his work, he often quarreled with his ex-wife. In the end, both parties could not bear it and broke up peacefully.

In the past two years, Jiang Xue often had a leisurely time, so he had another girlfriend. Both sides agreed to have another child to enhance the relationship between them, so the scene just now came about.

Indoor, the girlfriend cooperated abnormally, but the two of them were sweating all over and could be busy for five or six minutes. Jiang Xue suddenly sat up straight and asked inexplicably: "Hey, what do you mean by adding the homonym of the same? "

My girlfriend was confused and confused. She panted and looked at Jiang Xue: "You...what are you talking about?"

"That's right. I encountered a case where a suspect was suddenly assassinated before being arrested." Jiang Xue sat on the bed very seriously, picked up the cigarette box and said, "Before he died, he said something, it should be an illuminating a person's name. But he was seriously injured at that time, and I didn't hear it clearly... He said, what does this add mean?"

Jiang Xue lit a cigarette, looked at the ceiling at a forty-five degrees with his cheeks, and his face looked like a thinker.

"I understand." My girlfriend also sat upright.

"What?!" Jiang Xue became interested: "What do you know?"

"He probably means, how could Jiang Jia have you, a fool!" The woman cursed, picked up the clothes beside the bed proudly, and got out of bed directly.

"Hey, don't be angry, I just ask."

"Taimad, I can't find a partner at all. Have a baby together?!" The woman put on her clothes in a neat manner and scolded viciously: "Continue to think about it here, I wish you never to raise it, say goodbye!"

After saying that, the woman carried her bag, took her coat, turned around and left.

"Hey, wait a moment, I was wrong, wait a moment..." Jiang Xue woke up and shouted, but the other party had already left.

During this period, Jiang Xue's private life was almost in a daze. Not only did he do this, he was thinking about the case in his mind, but even eating and shitting, his mind was full of congratulations. He was almost mentally ill.

When his girlfriend left, Jiang Xue did not chase him, but lay on the bed and continued to think about it.

After being silent for more than an hour, Jiang Xue suddenly sat up, picked up the paper and pen on the bedside table, and wrote it on it.

Add: Jia, Jiang, Jiang, and Jiang...

Jiang Xue wrote several homophones related to "add" on paper, and even took into account the factors that Dong Liwei spoke vaguely when he was dying. Each homophone was very close to the word "add" after changing tone.

After writing, Jiang Xue put on his clothes randomly and left with a note.

On the way, Jiang Xue bought some sesame cakes and fermented tofu. While eating, he drove to the unit.

...

It was past ten o'clock in the morning, in the small conference room.

Jiang Xue was unshaven and had a vulgar move. He stood up and asked more than 20 military personnel, "How are your teams doing?"

"All the people in Observatory No. 013 ran away." A team leader stood up and said: "According to our inside report, last night, the station manager of Observatory No. 013 and three management officers were all transferred and replaced with new people."

Jiang Xue frowned: "This means that they have completed the follow-up cleaning work on No. 013."

"Yes." Another team leader also stood up and replied: "We are in the inside of District 8 and are investigating whether these suspicious officers have any traces of returning to Fengbei, but there are no clues yet."

"It is impossible to go back to Fengbei." Jiang Xue waved his hand: "If I had a different position, if I had Chen Fei, I would have arranged these people early, managed them in a unified manner, and completely cut off their connection with the outside world. It is best to have a place where birds do not shit for a few years."

Everyone nodded when they heard the sound.

"So, we follow the clues of these fifty people, and the resistance will probably be very high." Jiang Xue turned around at the conference table and said, "You can't treat Chen Fei as a fool. This person has fought with us in the old triangle and is a difficult character."

"But the clues we have so far are all from these fifty people. If we don't investigate them..." A military intelligence officer was almost tortured by Jiang Xue, his face was sallow, and he was forcibly analyzing.

"I have another line. In the last words of Dong Liwei, there are two names, one is Shen, which should refer to Chen Fei, and the other is Jia..." Jiang Xue took out a note from his pocket and threw it on the table and said, "I thought about it for a long time last night, sorted out the homophones related to Jia, and listed a few names. You can check it in this direction."

"How to check?"

"First, determine three scopes: First, identify within the Shen Group and Sha Group Corps. Anyone who is related to the surname marked on my note will carefully check it. The level starts from the company level, and up to the generals, strictly follow it. Second, among these people, those who have been close to Chen Fei recently will be given priority to the selection and investigation, because Dong Liwei mentioned Chen Fei first, which means that the latter may be at the same level as him or assisted him in his work. Third, those who work in the military intelligence department will also be given priority to the investigation, because the officers and soldiers who work at the bottom may be temporarily transferred from the original unit. But the people who make plans at the upper level may still be engaged in military intelligence, after all, they are more professional!" Jiang Xue clearly formulated three directions.

"If this is the case, then will you still chase the clues of these more than 50 people?" asked the leader of the third group.

"Of course we have to chase. Let's push forward with two lines together. If there is any effect, we will focus on chasing which side." Jiang Xue frowned and said, "This period is indeed very hard, but everyone insist on it. I will apply for some bonuses from Sichuan Mansion. In short, I will never let everyone do it in vain."

"Director Jiang, my wife is going to have a baby, so I may have to take a day off." A group leader raised his hand and said.

"Can't you wait?" Jiang Xue instinctively asked.

"…This…This is coming out, why are you waiting?"

"Your group has a heavier task, it will take a long time." Jiang Xue thought for a while and said.

"Okay." A group leader nodded.

Five minutes later, Jiang Xue left, and everyone in the room breathed an inexplicably relieved.

"Oh, this old torture king has finally left."

"I just obeyed him. He stayed up late every day and was not tired. He was more energetic than his mother." Another military intelligence officer shook his head helplessly.

...

The next day, Songjiang, District 9.

Feng Lei’s cousin Yang Xiaowei was invited to find Chen Erbiao. The place where the two met was still a tea room.
Chapter completed!