All night, Lu Daxi sat in that room with a newspaper on the side, allowing him to read it. The door was open, and every now and then someone could be seen walking by, walking, and walking through the hallway.

There is not a single one who walks slowly, and there is not a single one who walks heavily.

Until the sky turned white, Lu Daxi rubbed his face, put a stake in the empty space, and made a small set of punches on the spot.

After closing the ceremony, I found that Li Yiming was standing at the door with a plate and looking at him.

Lu Daxi nodded a little embarrassed, this time he still didn't find out in advance.

hurriedly stepped forward to help serve the plate, Li Yiming had already walked to the table with the plate and put it on the table, and threw him a bag casually: "Go wash your face and wash your teeth, over there in the bathroom." ”

Lu Daxi took it, glanced at it, it was a small bag with a tearing straps, opened it and saw that there were new towels and toothpaste toothbrushes inside, and a bunch of small things.

Of course, he knew where the bathroom was, and when he got there, he found that there was more than one person who was washing his face and brushing his teeth with him.

In front of the two washbasins stood an old man and a young man, both of whom were whispering something while brushing their teeth, and when they saw him, they simply nodded, with a mouth full of bubbles.

But he spoke no more.

Lu Daxi walked into the toilet and looked at the door one by one, and when he came out, he had already taken out a toothbrush from his bag and squeezed the toothpaste, put it directly in his mouth and brushed it, and the towel was also draped over his shoulders.

Seeing him like this, the old man spoke: "Ah Ting......."

The young man hurriedly gave way and motioned to Lu Daxi: "Please!"

Lu Daxi nodded, stepped forward and put the towel under the faucet, took another sip of water, picked up the towel and stroked it twice on his face, wrung it out, spit out the water and nodded, turned around and left.

Huo Zhenting was shocked.

Is this considered a wash?

Huo Yingdong smiled thoughtfully, at first glance, he was a soldier, and he seemed to have gunpowder smoke on his body, maybe he had just come from that place.

Lu Daxi returned to the room, Li Yiming was already sitting at the table, setting up the food, each with a glass of fragrant I don't know what it was, and there was a plate of various snacks in the middle.

"Let's have breakfast. ”

"......" Lu Daxi sat opposite Li Yiming and subconsciously looked outside.

"The fighters have all been arranged. Li Yiming picked up the cup and drank it gently.

"Oh......"

"How does it feel?"

"This... Very good......"

"Not used to it, right?"

"A little. Lu Daxi looked at this side, "This place is so good, it's really a little unaccustomed......"

Li Yiming took a box of cakes and put it in front of him: "Taste this." ”

Lu Daxi nodded, picked up a piece and took a bite: "It's delicious, don't you eat it?"

"I drink this. Li Yiming gestured for the cup.

"That's a little bit of food, when I'm your age, I can't eat much, and I feel like my stomach is empty every day. ”

Li Yiming nodded: "It's good to have an empty stomach, people who are too full can't do anything." ”

Lu Daxi was stunned for a moment, feeling a little ridiculous: "How could it be... You have to eat to do things. ”

Li Yiming smiled: "I mean, it's not good to eat too much!"

"That's ......" Lu Daxi touched his throat, a little dry.

Li Yiming had already picked up the cup and handed it to him.

Lu Daxi took a sip and nodded: "It's also very delicious, there are special people watching this?"

"Me. ”

Before Lu Daxi could speak, Li Yiming spoke again: "Let's talk about the front line, what are the difficulties......

Lu Daxi hesitated: "Difficult ......"

Is this a good thing to say?

But this little comrade seems to have a very high status and is also very powerful, if he is thirty years older, then he must be the chief, but he is so big.

Li Yiming didn't urge him, holding the cup, he seemed to be a little distracted.

At half past seven, Liu Xialai hurriedly walked into the unit.

"Bureau Liu, morning!"

"Early ......"

Walking into the office, Liu Xialai wiped his sweat, first turned on the fan, wrung a cold towel on his face, and rubbed it twice.

The first thing is to make tea, and the second thing is to read the newspaper.

The phone rang, and he picked it up, hearing a soft oh from the other side.

It is Jiang Ming, the editor-in-chief of the provincial newspaper.

On the phone, Jiang Ming said that he received a call back from Xiangjiang last night and said something strange.

"What's the situation?" Liu Xialai listened carefully for a while, and stopped halfway through the pen on the paper, "Is there such a thing? I haven't heard of it." I didn't say anything in detail over there...... Got it......"

"Aren't you disciplined, why are you asking me?" Liu Xialai was a little puzzled.

"Oh, I see, okay, I'll get a look. ”

Slowly put down the phone, and when he heard a soft click, Liu Xialai frowned and pondered.

Jiang Ming actually informed him of the situation, a congratulatory telegram that made him a little confused.

Rumor has it that we used a galaxy computer to predict an earthquake as far away as Mexico City.

Then the earthquake happened, and people called to congratulate them.

Congratulations on what?

Jiang Ming was confused, the earthquake did happen, but the superiors didn't inform us at all that this had anything to do with us, if there was really such a good thing worth writing about, then he should have known last night.

Provincial newspapers are daily newspapers of government agencies, but they are not only distributed within the province, but also distributed to neighboring provinces and even overseas, including Xiangjiang and Haojiang, as well as other countries.

Fujian Province is the hometown of overseas Chinese, and letting overseas travelers see the newspapers in their hometowns can be regarded as an important work of the United Front.

The person who called Jiang Ming was an old friend of Xiangjiang.

As the editor-in-chief, you must strictly control the credibility of the content, not just move it to the newspaper when others say anything.

He called the Huaxin News Agency to confirm that there was an earthquake, and said that he would report an earthquake, but Jiang Ming always felt that something was wrong.

It turned out that this news was arranged in 50 words, and according to the old friend, this had to be reported for half a year.

This kind of thing can't be messed with!

So, what does this "old friend" congratulations mean?

…...

Knock Knock ...... Mexi... Elder brother......

Liu Xialai does not know much about the situation overseas, and knows that this is a country, which seems to be very close to the United States.

If it is close to the United States, it will definitely be far from us.

What technology do we have?

As soon as he thought of this, Liu Xialai shook his head directly, picked up the cigarette case, smoked one and put it in his mouth and lit it: "Come in!"

"Radio news bulletins. ”

Liu Xialai nodded slightly, glanced at the content on it, several pages of handwriting.

This internal work has an anti-special effect, and how to apply it is also a situation, just like the Fu Ling case that is being solved this time,......

Sometimes you find that the situation over there is related to this side, like our people popping up over there, or whatever... Hey......

…...

"Of course, the conditions are very poor, and after the shelling at night, we have to immediately go to check the trenches to prevent the devils from touching and sneaking up.

At four or five o'clock, people are the most sleepy, but they all sleep in batches, and people can fall asleep directly when they are tired next to something, no matter what is below. ”

Lu Daxi smiled, a little distracted, "Also, the weather is too hot, the cave is too damp, and people can't wear more clothes,......"

Li Yiming nodded slightly.