Huaxia has been implementing drunk driving management for some years.

At today's hot pot, Song Yixue drank a lot of wine with Niu Qianzhu, so on the way back to the city, Ke Jiajia was riding.

I don't know if this little bee is really unbearable, or Ke Jiajia, the female driver, is deliberately angry with Song Yixue, in short, it was an abnormal bump along the way.

Song Yixue was so dizzy that he almost threw up several times.

Ke Jiajia is a person who can't hide things, any thoughts will be shown on her face, she didn't say a word along the way, and Song Yixue knew very well about the little thoughts in her heart.

"Isn't it just that you refused to be an apprentice to Niu Qianzhu, what's the matter, Jiajia, do you need to be so angry?" On the battery car, Song Yixue hugged Ke Jiajia's slender waist, and his mouth was full of wine.

"You said it lightly, that's a Qi Refiner! What's more, he dares to go to Gongga Mountain alone, there are three demon kings on that mountain, and judging from the sentence he just asked you to convey, he should still be an old acquaintance with our Fang Bureau, I think he is very likely to be the sword immortal in our Shuzhou legend." ”

Ke Jiajia really couldn't figure out what reason Song Yixue had to refuse a qi refiner.

"Didn't you always guess that the legendary sword immortal was the ninth elder, why, after eating hot pot, you were shaken? Comrade Ke Jiajia, you have to be firm in your position. Song Yixue borrowed the strength of the wine, and his hands swam dishonestly around Ke Jiajia's waist.

"You have rejected such a great opportunity, and you are still in the mood to make trouble, take away your salty pig hand for me. Although Ke Jiajia said this, it actually did not stop Song Yixue's actions.

Song Yixue laughed and said: "I'm in a good mood now, I have already sent a message to Lao Ji just now, he said that my application for regularization will be approved tomorrow, and it will be directly converted into a regular next week, isn't this thing worth being happy about?"

Song Yixue continued: "As for the matter of rejecting Niu Qianzhu, I naturally have my considerations, even if he is really a sword immortal, I still won't agree, no matter how powerful it is, what's the use? Now that we are a society governed by the rule of law, our security is naturally guaranteed by the state, so what are we doing by learning the skills of fighting and killing? Do you want to go to the rivers and lakes to get revenge? Or do you want to fight the demons all day long like those melon babies in the Foreign Affairs Department? In these years, the more powerful you are, the faster you die, and the people who can really live a peaceful life are still unarmed ordinary people. ”

Ke Jiajia was silent and didn't speak, but just pulled Song Yixue's dishonest hand away from her waist with some annoyance.

She felt that Song Yixue, who had just said this, was different from the Song Yixue he knew before.

In the past, I felt that although he liked to play some small tricks and engage in some opportunistic tricks, this also showed that he was self-motivated, and the reason why she was willing to live with Song Yixue was that she valued this the most, but she didn't expect Song Yixue to be able to say such a thing, which couldn't help but make her feel disappointed for a while.

"Jiajia, you have practiced martial arts, you must be fascinated by those sword fairy heroes, we look at things from different angles, of course the ideas are different, I like to speculate on the franchise, but this is also a line of work, can make money work, I am willing to be a hundred and ten, but to raise my head to make money, I would rather be a poor egg for a lifetime, the thing of eliminating demons, I am not that material, and there is no shortage of my number one, the reason why I applied for the civil service examination at the beginning, I thought that I was promoted to make a fortune, I felt that my head was more flexible than others, and I would definitely be able to make a name, and then take the old lady to the city to live a comfortable life for a few days, and then think far, that is, to marry a daughter-in-law and have a baby, If my son wants to be a hero in the future, I will never stop him, but I, I still want to keep this life for my mother to support her for the end of ......"

Jiang Jin's stamina came up, Song Yixue felt that his head was dizzy, swollen badly, and he said a lot in a daze, and he didn't know what he said, but he felt as if he had said something wrong, which made Ke Jiajia look sullen all the way.

The little bee swayed and carried the two back to the unit, although the cool breeze blew all the way, but Song Yixue's strength of wine still did not pass, and when he got out of the car, his feet slipped, and he fell on the ground and gnawed mud.

Ke Jiajia stood beside her in a daze, her attention was all attracted by the scene in front of her, and she didn't pay attention to Song Yixue.

Song Yixue struggled to get up from the ground, followed Ke Jiajia's gaze, and he was shocked for a while, the residual wine dissipated in an instant, and his brain was excited, and he sobered up at once.

In the compound of the Demon Spirit Bureau, the Tenglong National Flag and the Demon Spirit Bureau flag were lowered at half-mast at the same time.

The square at the entrance of the Foreign Affairs Office building was full of people standing at the moment, all dressed in solemn black uniforms with solemn expressions.

Sixteen coffins were parked side by side next to the crowd, each covered with a bright red national flag.

A black bus with the emblem of the Demon Spirit Bureau drove into the courtyard, and a large group of people walked out of the car, and unlike the sturdy men in the courtyard wearing the uniforms of the Foreign Affairs Department, the people who walked down the bus were either women and children with children, or old people with gray hair.

Deputy Bureau Tang personally walked to the bus, picked up the families of these martyrs, and handed over the belongings of the 16 martyrs who died in the Snow Leopard King Rebellion to their families.

All the family members came to the coffin of their martyr, some wailed, some hid their faces and wept, and even an old woman held a crutch and scolded Deputy Tang Bureau.

In this regard, Deputy Director Tang didn't say anything, but with a deep apology on his face, he was old and lost his son, he could deeply understand the pain of this old woman, because four years ago, he also had the same experience as this old woman, but he had always covered up this pain very well, and in the unit, he was still the deputy director who liked to joke the most in the unit.

The vast majority of the relatives of the martyrs looked sad, but there were two exceptions.

One of them, a pregnant woman who looked to be in her twenties, dressed up with light makeup on her face, stood quietly in front of her deceased husband's coffin, dragging her stomach with one hand and brushing the hair that had fallen from her ears with the other, still smiling lightly, as she had done every time she had seen her husband before.

The other is a seven or eight-year-old boy, standing alone in front of the coffin at the moment, his face is dark yellow, his body is thin, and he looks sick, but the biggest difference from ordinary people is that his eyes actually have double pupils, and there are two pupils in each eyeball.

The boy stood dumbfounded, looking a little wooden, and could not see joy or sorrow, but nodded vigorously at the coffin.

Deputy Bureau Tang looked at the thin boy and asked Xia Liangcai, the director of foreign affairs beside him, "Is this He Yingguo's son?

Director Xia smiled bitterly: "It's not biological, is there a girl in Lao He's character who is willing to marry him?" This child was picked up by Lao He on the side of the highway when he came back from a mission in Xichuan five years ago, at that time this child was sick, and his body bones were much worse than now, and he was born with heavy pupils, and this thing was unlucky in Xichuan, and it was estimated that he was thrown by his parents. ”

Deputy Bureau Tang was a little surprised, and immediately asked, "This kid has been following He Yingguo until now?"

Director Xia of the Foreign Affairs Department sighed and replied: "Lao He has been seeing him since he brought this child back, and now his health is slightly better, but he still has a problem with his temperament, he doesn't like to talk, and it seems that there is something wrong with his IQ, we have all persuaded Lao He to send this child to an orphanage, and he also agreed, saying that he will send it over when the child is in better health. ”

Deputy Director Tang looked at the child in front of him and was silent for a long time, and then asked, "What is the name of this child?"

Director Xia then said: "He Ping'an, the name given by Lao He." ”

Deputy Director Tang nodded and didn't say anything more.

For He Yingguo, although Deputy Bureau Tang has not had much contact, he also knows his glorious deeds.

He Yingguo is a typical doer in the bureau, with more than 20 years of field experience, and countless feats on his body, but he was too radical in his accidents and made repeated mistakes, so that he has not been promoted since he became the captain.

Since He Yingguo joined the Foreign Affairs Department, he has participated in hundreds of actual combat missions, large and small, and has been wounded nearly 60 times and seriously injured more than 10 times.

What Deputy Bureau Tang didn't expect was that a stunned person like He Yingguo would actually adopt a child, and he didn't know about it, at this moment, he felt that he cared too little about the front-line personnel below.

More than a dozen black hearses stopped at the gate of the compound, and with solemn music, all the soldiers of the Foreign Affairs Office began to say their final goodbyes to the sixteen comrades-in-arms.

Sixteen coffins draped in the national flag were sent to the hearse, and He Yingguo's coffin was personally carried into the car by Deputy Bureau Tang and Director Xia.

Song Yixue stood in the distance, seeing all this in his eyes, but it was just that, neither he nor Ke Jiajia had any intention of participating in this farewell ceremony from beginning to end.

Although the Foreign Affairs Office and the Internal Affairs Office are in the same compound, the two sides are actually very clearly divided, and all the active personnel of the Foreign Affairs Office are either front-line fighters or veteran cadres who have retired from the first line, in short, they are a little disdainful of the civilian personnel of the Internal Affairs Department who can only deal with data and archives in the office all day long, and the Internal Affairs Office will naturally not give them any good looks in order to respond.

"Are they the melon babies you call them?" Ke Jiajia looked at the departing convoy with undisguised sarcasm in her voice.

"In my opinion, yes, but in terms of society, they are all heroes. Song Yixue's tone was very calm, but he bowed in the direction of the convoy.