Right on Target: Chapter 107 crime

Oops!

Su Heting thought to himself: How did this person come so fast? Does he not sleep? !

Seeing Xie Zhenshu stepping towards him, Su Heting quickly backed away. An Anshao had just vomited, straightened his body, and said to Su Heting: "Mr. Xie, don't back down!"

Su Heting said: "I'm afraid."

Anshao was dizzy from drinking, thinking that he was speaking to himself, and nodded when he heard the words, echoing: "I understand, I understand, you are not allowed to drink alcohol during the mission. But it's okay, just the two of us, if you don't say it, I won't." Said, who knows? Hey, Mr. Xie, where are you going?!"

I'm going to run for my life!

Su Heting ran away. He was also puzzled! He is not afraid of anything, why is he so afraid of Xie Zhenshu?

The road ahead was full of slow-moving carriages, Su Heting jumped over the snowdrift on the side of the road, and got into it. The carriages that were looking for a parking space suddenly braked suddenly, causing a lot of scolding.

"I'm looking for death!"

Su Heting ignored the driver's whip and got into a carriage. He opened the curtain of the car, trying to get in, but unexpectedly, all the female relatives were sitting inside. Seeing a strange man suddenly lift the curtain, the female family members screamed immediately, thinking that he was robbing.

Su Heting said, "I'm sorry to bother you!"

He pulled the car curtain back and wanted to jump out of the car, but before he could jump, someone caught him by the collar.

It's over!

Su Heting grabbed his sweater and shouted, "Help—"

The next moment, the world was spinning, and he was already leaning up, meeting the eyes of Xie Zhenshu with a cold expression.

Su Heting said: "...yeah."

The flying snow was finely broken, floating in the air like foam, confusing people's eyes with the strong wind. It's a pity that Xie Zhenshu stared at him with no warmth in his eyes and expression, colder than the cold night.

Su Heting expressed his favor: "What a coincidence, sir, I surrendered myself, why don't you give me a ride?"

Xie Zhenshu was very straightforward, directly lifted him out of the carriage and stuffed him into his own car.

The car door slammed shut and locked. Su Heting couldn't open the door, and couldn't figure out what Xie Zhenshu wanted to do, so he lay on the car window and said, "Where are you going—"

Anshao was unresponsive after drinking, and was dumbfounded. When Xie Zhenshu came in front of him, he suddenly shivered a few times.

Xie Zhenshu said: "Thank you Zhenshu from the special forces."

An Whistle seemed to be drenched in cold water, not only sober but also limp under the blade-like eyes. He realized that the question was wrong, panicked in his heart, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "You are Xie, sir...then he..."

Xie Zhenshu didn't answer. He took out his old ID from the southern front special unit from his coat pocket, held it up to the secret sentry, and said, "This is the ID. I will report to the preparation team on time at 8:00 tomorrow morning."

An Shao was in a state of confusion, and his eyes drifted unconsciously to the car. Regarding Su Heting's identity, Anshao had an answer ready to come out, but he swallowed a few saliva and saved himself with his newly recovered reason, so he didn't shout out.

— Xie Zhenshu explained that he should report at 8 o'clock in the morning, indicating that the officer has other things to do tonight. He'd better not talk too much, don't ask too much, pretend he doesn't know anything, after all, he really got to the bottom of it, and today he almost made a big fuss.

Anshao wiped off his cold sweat and said, "Okay, okay sir."

Xie Zhenshu turned around and went back to the car. Su Heting looked like a forgotten child, lying on the car window, looking at him helplessly.

The car was the D300 borrowed by the No. 7 Hospital of the War Department, and Xie Zhenshu drove it from Ou Niao Station to the urban area. He hadn't slept all day and night, except for the wrinkled shirt and the wet bandages from the wound on his back. But at the moment, he still looks calm.

Su Heting pressed his forehead against the glass and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xie Zhenshu stood in the wind, his black hair slightly disheveled. He looked at Su Heting through the glass for a moment, held up the car keys, and said, "I'll catch you."

Su Heting said: "How can you say that you are arrested when you meet friends? I miss you very much too."

The collar of his sweater was pulled crookedly, coupled with his reckless smile, he was as happy as facing a long-awaited reunion.

Xie Zhenshu was immune, he staggered his gaze, walked around to the other side, and sat in.

There is always a special smell when it is cold in winter, refreshing and refreshing. When the car door was closed, the cold wind that leaked in made Su Heting's cat body nestled into the seat. He pulled up his coat and hid his chin, only looking at Xie Zhenshu with his eyes.

Xie Zhenshu exuded air-conditioning all over his body, sat quietly for a while, and started the car.

Su Heting called tentatively: "Thank you for the pillow book."

Xie Zhenshu ignored him.

Su Heting sat up abruptly, reverted to his old ways, and said, "You chased me harder than chasing your wife. Now I have caught it, but it's so late, and no one will interrogate me even if we get to the preparation team."

He is very clear about the shift time of the company preparation team and the intelligence department. This is not because no one interrogates him, but because no one is capable of interrogating him. In fact, what he said was also implying Xie Zhenshu, and it was useless to send him to the preparation team. He knew these places and could even get himself out.

Xie Zhen did not look sideways at the bibliography, and said, "I will examine you."

The car left the street at the exit of the station, and went in another direction under the illumination of the street lights. Ten minutes later, the car drove into a residential area and finally stopped in front of a building.

Before getting out of the car, Xie Zhenshu moved neatly and handcuffed Su Heting directly.

He hasn't been to this house for a long time. Although someone has been cleaning it, it is still a bit deserted. The lights are on when you enter the door, and the first thing you see is a simple and spacious living room with clear and bright floor-to-ceiling windows. There are no furnishings and decorations that can reflect the owner's preferences in the room, and it is as clean as a model room.

Su Heting placed the snowball he had just casually made at the entrance, and said solemnly: "It's my first visit, this is a little gift from me, don't dislike it."

The snowball was crooked, and he drew a "w" on the front with his fingertips, like a ball of fluff laughing.

Xie Zhenshu took off his coat, and the thin shirt on his back was slightly wrinkled, and because the injury he had not healed, it was red with spots. He glanced at Snowball and said nothing.

Su Heting was also going to take off his coat, and wanted to hang it beside Xie Zhenshu's coat. As if he really came to be a guest, he behaved quite young, and was about to say something, when he was handcuffed by Xie Zhenshu and led into the study.

The door closed with a "bang", the lamp on the desk was dimly lit, and the two sat across the desk.

After a while, Su Heting asked, "Has it started yet?"

Xie Zhenshu clasped his hands and stared at him without speaking.

Su Heting felt guilty after being stared at, pinched the handle of the seat with his fingertips, and said, "Why? I can answer all the questions you asked truthfully."

Xie Zhenshu said: "True?"

He bit the two words hard, with a little sarcasm.

But the liar was sitting in a casual posture, resting his chin and looking at the pillow book, as if he was not here for trial, but for a date. He had a bad expression on his face and said, "Yes, to be honest, if you don't believe me, ask me."

Xie Zhenshu leaned forward, with a cold taste. He didn't smile or get angry, and said in the tone he would deal with a stranger: "What are you doing in the city?"

Su Heting also leaned forward and whispered, "Come to do the task."

The faces of the two people are a little close to each other, and the faint light from the desk lamp penetrates the gap between them, making the outlines of the two people hazy.

Afterwards, Su Heting answered again: "...And I came to meet you by chance."

here we go again.

He's a flattering liar.

Xie Zhenshu responded to 7-006 with indifferent eyes, and said, "You have already killed the fox eye, what more tasks do you have to do?"

Su Heting said: "That's too much, the war is not over yet, I'm afraid I will have to live here until the summer."

This is a lie, Su Heting's mission has ended, he is still here to help the undercover undercover agents set up by the Black Panther in the southern city to cover up. In other words, he is now a moving target, designed to trick elites like Xie Zhenshu into taking the bait so that other people's intelligence activities can continue.

Xie Zhenshu said: "You can't live for that long, once the snow stops, you will find a way to leave here."

Xie Zhenshu's judgment of information is more accurate than that of the intelligence preparation team, but unfortunately he is not an important member of the intelligence preparation team, and fortunately he is not an important member of the intelligence preparation team, otherwise it would be difficult for Su Heting to continue with the plan.

—It is now difficult for him to proceed with the plan.

Su Heting was puzzled instead. He blinked and said, "You know it all, so why are you chasing after me? I'm the bait."

Xie Zhenshu said: "I want to find out the identity of Fox Eye."

Su Heting maintained a friendly attitude and said, "Really? I answered it twice, and now I can say it again. Huyan is an undercover agent."

The love-hate entanglement between Huyan and Fu Chenghui can be said from the beginning when the two entered the Black Panther. They are also pawns of light and dark, but in the end only Fu Chenghui won the long power struggle.

Su Heting said: "Fox Eye became famous for shooting and killing the commander-in-chief, and you regard him as the number one sniper. It was actually a design, and he acted in cooperation with Fu Chenghui. It's a pity that Fox Eye is really not very smart, so he forgot to kill him. I can't go home after losing the commander in chief. At the end of a play, his death must be used to end the curtain. I'm here to do this, and I'm just... like this."

There's nothing justice about this mission, it's even despicable. Fox Eye also had hope when he was sent to the Southern Front Alliance as an undercover agent. Over the years, he has never violated Fu Chenghui's order, including killing the commander in chief. But he overestimated Fu Chenghui's conscience. After doing all this, what awaits him is not going home, but a road that must go to death. He accepted his disguised identity and began to rebel.

For the war, for winning, for any reason, Fox Eye's personal will is not worth mentioning. No matter how unfairly he was treated, for the Northern Front Alliance, he must die.

Su Heting put down his hands, and looked at Xie Zhenshu in a lying posture. He said, "Have you figured it out? If you figure it out... it's time for me to interrogate you, sir."

This bad boy was clearly in handcuffs, but his tone sounded like an interrogator taking the initiative. There was no fear on his young face, maybe it was because Xie Zhenshu was always looking into his eyes, or maybe it was because of the short distance between the two of them, in short, he raised his non-existent tail.

He said, "Why did you bring me home? It's a crime."