The Blood Lion Mercenary Regiment and some other mercenary organizations have all been tasked with hunting down Colonel Song Shuang, and they have returned home every time.

This time, after getting the exact news about Colonel Song Shuang, the underground intermediaries set up a team of mercenaries as quickly as possible to pursue them, including Miria, but they were defeated again.

However, Pang Jindong doesn't care about these, and being able to see Milia return safely is Pang Jindong's greatest wish.

Miria said, "We're almost going to catch Colonel Song Shuang, but it's just a little bit close. I really doubt that he has the ears and clairvoyance of your Chinese legend and can understand everything so clearly. ”

Pang Jindong frowned and asked strangely, "All the things?"

"Don't you think it's strange that his organization is constantly growing, and he himself can survive the hunt after hunt, and even get unexpected help in the most critical moments. ”

"This is not surprising, because Colonel Song Shuang has a high IQ and is thoughtful, he is able to judge the form according to some inconspicuous clues. In addition, when making a plan, it is possible to conduct continuous deliberation and drills to ensure that it is flawless. In addition......" After a pause, Pang Jindong continued: "Some people don't want him to be caught. ”

Miria asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because some people are worried that they will be involved in the court and have something to do with them. In fact, not only Song Shuang, but also these core figures of the Khmer Rouge, including Pol Pot, could not appear in the international tribunal. ”

Miria nodded thoughtfully and said, "Before Pol Pot was alive, the rebels within the Khmer Rouge originally planned to hand him over to the international community, but then his tone suddenly changed, is it because of the interference of external forces?"

"The international community already had a public trial of Pol Pot, and even the two major forces in Cambodia, which have the same relationship as the two sides, have sent a joint letter to the United Nations, calling for the establishment of an international tribunal to try Pol Pot. The chief justice of the United Nations immediately stated that the Security Council or the General Assembly of the United Nations has the right to establish an international tribunal to hear the case, and the G-8 summit at that time also expressed its support for this proposal. There is a precedent for this, as the United Nations has established international tribunals to try genocides in Rwanda and Bosnia. However, because a certain country strongly opposed the public opinion, as a permanent member of the Security Council, strongly opposed the international public trial, and demanded an internal trial in Cambodia, the result was that it had to give up. ”

"For Song Shuang, why don't you just get rid of him? Hunting down is much easier than hunting, although you can make less money!"

"Because he still has use value, and when he loses his value, his death time will come. ”

Miria sighed and said, "This is the government!"

Pang Jindong nodded and said, "That's right, this is politics!"

Now that Miria has returned safely, there is no need for Barney to continue the original plan, so Pang Jindong called Barney, hoping that he would also come to China, but Barney's phone never got through.

"Maybe there's something!" Pang Jindong didn't go to his heart, but considered finding a place for Milia to live. Pang Jindong looked at his home and told Sù Miria: "You can stay in the hotel for the time being!"

"Is it inconvenient for you there?"

"My house is occupied! But I'm going to get her out of here, you're moving in!"

"Good!"

After Milia settled down, Pang Jindong looked at her and said with great concern: "It's good that nothing happened to you!"

"Why did this happen?" Miria shrugged her shoulders and said in a relaxed tone, "We all came in a hail of bullets, when did you become so vulnerable!"

"I just feel like you deserve a better life. ”

"But I'm very happy with my life now!"

"That's because you haven't experienced another life. ”

Miria shook her head: "I'm not interested in trying!"

"Why? Why are you a mercenary? Just for money?"

"Of course not! I don't have to worry about money now!" After a pause, Miria continued, "The problem is, I don't know what else I can do other than being a mercenary!" "At least you can change yourself in other ways first. Pang Jindong picked up Miria's shirt with his fingers and said with emotion: "Since the day I met you, you haven't worn a second type of clothing except for combat uniforms." ”

"I think it's good, it's hard-wearing, and I don't have to wash it often. ”

"But other girls don't think that way, you should pay attention to what kind of clothes the girls on the street are wearing. You walk among them, and you're an outlier. ”

Milia smiled heartily when she heard this, then sat down next to Pang Jindong and asked thoughtfully, "Do you like a certain girl?"

"Like a certain girl?" Pang Jindong was surprised by this question, and looked at Milia blankly.

"yes. Jerry, since you've decided to live a steady life, you should have a girlfriend. ”

Pang Jindong asked, "Why do you want to have a girlfriend?"

"I don't know why!" Miria shrugged her shoulders and said with a look of depression, "I just think that ordinary people should have a close partner in their lives." ”

"But I don't want to yet. ”

"At least there should be someone you like!"

"To be honest, I don't know what it means to be liked, or what it's like to like someone. Because the most important period of my life, the teenage years, which determine one's character and psychological formation, is spent in weapons, I don't know anything about these things that I should know. ”

Miria shook her head and said, "That's not a reason!"

"But that's the reason!"

"In the years since you left the mercenary, you haven't been in contact with women!"

"Miria, you should understand that it is all for a certain purpose, and it does not rise to the level of affection at all. After a pause, Pang Jindong continued: "In contrast, the life of a mercenary is very simple, but it is precisely in the years when I was a mercenary that I rarely had the opportunity to contact the opposite sex. ”

"Am I?" said Miria, deliberately puffing out her chest.

Perhaps because of racial differences, Miria's breasts are enough to make any girl around Pang Jindong feel ashamed. Pang Jindong noticed this problem a long time ago, and proposed to build yì, and today he brought it up again: "You should go for breast reduction surgery!"

Miria laughed silently, revealing a row of crystal clear white teeth.

Pang Jindong said: "You should feel very lucky, how many girls are worried about breast enlargement now, but you are overdone." ”

"Barney has very developed chest muscles, and I remember you once built him to wear a bra and almost killed himself by jumping into the river. ”

Pang Jindong hurriedly diverted the topic: "Let's explain to me what 'like' is!"

"Do you like it...... Milia pointed and explained to Pang Jindong: "Like means that you are very happy to see someone, and you will be very happy when you are with her, and you will feel very warm when you think about the things between the two of you......"

Pang Jindong asked strangely: "How do you know this definition?"

"I saw it in the book!"

"You've even started reading?"

Although they spent the most precious teenage years of their lives together, and although they knew each other well enough, Pang Jindong had to face a reality that everyone was changing. It's just that because everyone is often together, this subtle and gradual change doesn't attract their own attention.

Miria asked, "Are there any people in your current life who make you feel this way?"

"Yes!"

"Tell me about him, I'd love to get to know him!"

"You already know him, it's Barney!" Although he said this, Pang Jindong gave a series of answers in his heart: "Shen Jiayao...... Or Jin Lingling...... Lu Jing is also possible...... In any case, it won't be Lin Aiwen..."

The two chatted until late, and Pang Jindong went home to rest.

In the morning, Pang Jindong found that all major web portals published such a report on the front page: "Chen, director of the Land and Resources Bureau of City B, was unfortunately shot and killed during an inspection in Paris City, Country F. ”

The content of the news is very brief, and it does not reveal more information than the headline, only claiming that China and France are now jointly investigating the case, and no clues have been found for the time being.

What interests Pang Jindong more is that netizens' comments on this news turned out to be one-sided, and even openly thanked foreign friends for helping my country fight corruption and promote clean government.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand the feelings of netizens, the so-called "overseas inspection" is actually a public fund to travel abroad, and the money used by officials every year must be at least eleven zeros.

The question that arises after such a huge amount of money is spent, what exactly did they come back from?

The perfect social welfare and medical security system has not been learned, and even the methods to deal with the two minor problems of eating and drinking at public funds and corruption in public vehicles have not been learned. What they're really doing is travel and shopping. Some people even take the opportunity to arrange for their children to study abroad, their wives to settle down, transfer stolen money, buy houses and buy real estate, and even open foreign meat, it is said that in a famous red light district in the Netherlands, ladies will greet each other in Chinese. Of course, there are also those who want to make money, because the policy is to reimburse a fixed amount and save for themselves, so they spend more and spend less, cook instant noodles in the hotel room, and come back and get a lot of private money. In this way, hundreds of billions of dollars a year have been wasted, and the state has spent unjustly money, not to mention, and has also broadened the channels of corruption.

Someone once told such a joke that when they heard that Yugoslav cows were well raised, the Chinese often went to study and visit, and the local officials said: "The Chinese just love to learn, and even our cows know the Chinese!"