At night, a sudden heavy rain in Beijing washed away the dirt of the whole city. Bei Yinyao was half lying on the bed leaning on the pillow, holding a magazine in her hand, looking at the rainstorm outside from time to time, and then at the sleeping Yang Siluo. Thinking of the little guy getting into trouble in the kindergarten again today, he couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and kissed the little girl's forehead, then pinched his little nose dotingly.
"You naughty little guy, when will you grow up?"
Yang Siluo seemed to feel that his nose was uncomfortable. He raised his hand and waved it chaotically in his sleep, opened Bei Yinyao's hand, then turned over and continued to sleep soundly.
Bei Yinyao looked at the little guy and laughed again: "Sleep is not honest!" After speaking, she tucked the quilt for the little guy, then yawned, put the book in her hand aside, and was about to turn off the light to sleep, when the phone The bell rang suddenly.
Bei Yinyao frowned and looked at the time. It was past ten o'clock in the evening. When she found the phone, she saw that it was from Da Zhang. She pressed the answer button and said, "It's so late, what's the matter?"
Dazhang's voice came from the receiver: "Sister Bei, that old guy Zhou Ren'an bought a plane ticket to Urumqi, Xinjiang in the early morning, do you want to keep him?"
"Urumqi?" Bei Yinyao muttered, and then asked, "Is there any news from the Municipal Bureau?"
Da Zhang said: "No, those terrorists must have accomplices. It's just that all those who carried out the violent terrorist cases were killed and the clues were cut off. It will definitely take time to investigate clearly."
Bei Yinyao pondered and said, "That Zhou Ren'an is going to Urumqi, tell me what you think."
Dazhang said: "I mean let him go. If the terrorist incident is related to him, then he will go to Urumqi this time. Maybe we can find clues in him."
Bei Yinyao said: "Then do as you said, but we don't want to participate. There is no need for a clown to focus on him, just notify the city bureau."
"Yes!" Da Zhang said, "I'll call Director Lin right away."
Bei Yinyao put down the phone after explaining, thought about things for a while, and then turned off the lights and went to sleep. For the current Bei Yinyao, Zhou Ren'an is just a low-level character, and what happened a while ago is just a small episode in her life.
The next day, China announced to the outside world that the China-Thailand military exercise was successfully concluded. Everyone in the world is imagining that since the Philippines was attacked by terrorists, China suddenly announced the Sino-Thailand joint military exercise. Now that the Philippines has temporarily quieted down, and the China-Thailand joint military exercise has also ended, people will always think that there is something wrong with it, otherwise it would be too coincidental.
Regardless of what the outside world thinks, the China-Thailand exercise is over. Two days later, Yang Luo stepped off the warship, stepped on the ground at home, looked up at the sky and laughed loudly: "I'm back alive again!"
At this time, more than a dozen military vehicles came galloping, and the commander of the South China Sea Fleet, Zhao Yongjin, got off the vehicle. When he saw Yang Luo, he smiled happily and said, "Your boy is finally back, you did a good job!"
The corner of Yang Luo's mouth pouted: "Old Zhao, long time no see, you still have the same demeanor!"
Zhao Yongjin laughed loudly, and didn't care about Yang Luo being so indifferent: "Let's go, I've prepared the reception banquet for you!"
Yang Luo shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I don't have time to drink anymore!"
Yang Luo took a breath, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's not the big boss and the second boss. Seeing me staying alone makes me feel uncomfortable. They always try to find something for me to do."