Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The next afternoon, Beijing.

The sky was a bit gloomy, and the air was dry compared to the previous days, but at this time it looked a little damp.

A jeep drove through the road full of traffic.

Passing a snack street, because of the majority of vehicles and pedestrians, the speed of driving slowed down a lot.

"team leader!"

Uncomfortably, the driver of the car screamed loudly.

The man sitting behind the driving position scowled, and frowned slightly, his eyebrows were cold.

However, the driver driving in the front, Mu Cheng, has turned his head, pointing in a direction outside the window in surprise, "Look."

Yan Tianxing gave him a look silently.

Mucheng instantly realized his identity, smiled at Yan Tianxing, and then turned around honestly, sitting properly and looking forward.

However, he seemed to drive seriously, but his ears were raised, waiting for Yan Tianxing to "stop".

After Mucheng had settled down, Yan Tianxing turned his head and glanced lightly outward.

At this glance, successfully found the most conspicuous figure in the vast sea.

——At the same time, I realized where Mucheng's cry came from.

On a crowded street, a thin, familiar figure was sitting at a table outside a rice noodle shop.

Dressed casually, the baseball cap was worn back, and the brim behind her covered her slightly longer short hair. Even the sitting posture was familiar and relaxed, but the injured foot was bandaged and extremely conspicuous.

She put a cane on the seat next to it.

Eating powder while looking down, holding two chopsticks in the right hand, slightly tilted his head, should look at the mobile phone in his left hand, half-hearted, absent-minded.

Even if you don't see the front, just a back view is enough to recognize who she is.

However, Yan Tianxing has not been as willing as Mu Cheng, shouted that "stop". Instead, after a few glances, he took back his sight.

"Yan Ye?"

The car drove a distance away, and when I looked back, I couldn't even see the figure. Mu Cheng couldn't help shouting Yan Tianxing, worrying that Yan Tianxing's eyes were not good and he didn't find Mo Shangyun's existence.

"Shut up if there is no business."

A cold sentence was thrown away, and the majesty of the words made Mu Cheng feel cold.

Mu Cheng closed his mouth immediately.

Ye Ye must have discovered Mo Shangyun, let alone the messy relationship between the two of them, saying that Mo Shangyun, who should have been wounded in Ancheng, appeared in the capital, and with Yan’s work style, it is impossible to sit idly by. ...

But now, Yan Ye even thinks he has never seen Mo Shangyun.

This is not consistent with common sense.

Thinking about it this way, Mu Cheng dare not speak again.

When he came to Beijing this time, he nominally accompanied Yan Ye on a business trip. In fact, Yan Ye gave him a chance to come and meet his girlfriend who was working in Beijing. Now, if he talks offended to Yan Yan, he will be sure later. I can't even see it.

*

Half eaten.

No one answered the three calls.

Mo Cang, Cen Zhuo, Mo Shangshuang, the three disappeared as if they had colluded with each other, and they could not be reached.

She even hit a landline that she didn't use at home, but she still didn't get any response.

Mo Shangjun ate the vermicelli again.

Doing things under impulse, it was easy to have problems, and ran back without notice... It was a little impulsive.

Thinking indifferently, Mo Shanjun picked up a chopstick powder and put down the phone.

She concentrated on eating the rest of the powder.

Then, put down the tableware, pick up your cane, and walk slowly to the street.

The transportation is very convenient now. You can call the car with your mobile phone. Mo Shangyun stood on the street, feeling like an old man, and then selected Chen Lu's noodle restaurant, and then called the car.

However, after getting in the car, Mo Shangyun felt vaguely that he might have made another wrong choice.

I haven't contacted Chen Lu for a while. Has he come back to open a noodle shop...she doesn't know at all.

*

Beijing Military Region, 37 Army, a certain army.

A taxi stopped at the door of the army, and a young woman on crutches stepped out of the car. As soon as the door was closed, the taxi flew away, for fear of staying for more than a second.

The sky was hazy and the air was humid. After a heavy rain, there was now a drizzle of rain falling, and the dense rain was floating on the face. The chilly, but it was completely unable to drive away the sultry heat brought by this hot summer.

Mo Shangyun leaned on a cane and glanced at the army door.

——Unsurprisingly, Chen Lu’s store is still closed, Mo Shangyun called him, and is said to be still in Ancheng.

In desperation, she called a car before the heavy rain came and arrived here.

Similarly, no one has been notified in advance.

She took two steps.

Then, after hearing the rapid footsteps, she stopped happily.

On the left and right sides of the gate, a group of heavily armed soldiers came, holding a 95-type automatic rifle in his hand. In a blink of an eye, she was surrounded by her mobility, and the sound of pulling insurance came one after another, waiting for ink to be raised again. In the eyes, what I saw was the muzzle of the six or seven guns, and the black hole, all aimed at her head.

"who?"

"What are you doing?!"

"ID card!"

...

Mo Shangyun frowned slightly.

Yesterday, someone was holding his neck with a knife. Today, he is pointed at his head with so many guns. I'm afraid hell.