The reason why he was so hesitant was that he was afraid of causing the other party's sadness, after all, he had just escaped a catastrophe, and now he cared about the pen so inhumanely, and Mo Chuqing, who was nervous, obviously didn't think about so many things, and replied directly: "Of course it's okay!"

Fortunately, a few days ago, the other party deliberately reminded himself on the phone, otherwise the pen would be put in the schoolbag or pocket as before, and it was taken away by someone in a minute when I was at the convenience store just now.

Lifting his long legs and putting them on the car in front of him, he stepped forward with both hands and took off his writing, and after removing the insole, he pulled out a fountain pen in the gap between the shoes.

This is the second time Xi Haodong has seen this thing since the first time the two met, but it was much heavier than the first time in his hand, and after watching the other party put on his shoes, he directly gave a thumbs up.

Unexpectedly, you were able to hide the pen here, not to mention the gangsters just now, Xi Haodong felt that even if he was replaced, he might not be able to find it.

After putting on their shoes, the two of them walked out of the car, and when Mo Chuqing stood at the door and opened the door, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked anxiously: "What is so special about this fountain pen, is it an antique?"

But it doesn't feel right to think about it, no matter how valuable the antiques are, they are not worthy of Xi Haodong's cherishing so much, and they have attracted so many people to come out and grab them.

It's really feng shui in turns, I really disliked this fountain pen before, not only does it not look good, but also as a fountain pen there is no way to write, if it wasn't for my mother to give me, it would have been thrown into the trash.

It's good now, it has turned into a rare treasure, hearing the other party ask this question, Xi Haodong lowered his head and carefully observed the pen in his hand, a very old-fashioned fountain pen, the handwriting on it has been smoothed out, and the whole body is pitch black.

I tentatively twisted it and found that the other party was completely dead, no wonder there was no way to use this pen, if I hesitated before, then the current Xi Haodong is very sure, there must be something in this pen.

After opening the door, he turned around and was about to ask the other party, but he suddenly grabbed his waist and retreated directly, and then turned around and closed the door.

After entering the hall again, the first thing that attracted Mo Chuqing's attention was the full table of dishes in the restaurant, staring at these already cold for a long time, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, it turned out that the other party had been waiting for her to come back at home.

The picture I was thinking about just now accidentally came true, and I hate those killers very much now, even more than when I was in danger of my life just now. If it weren't for these people's troubles, she would have eaten by now.

The shock in his heart was completely calm, he couldn't imagine that Xi Haodong would do these things for himself, and when he was moved, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, and hurriedly restrained his expression.

I saw the other party carrying a toolbox from the second floor hurriedly walked down, and when he passed by his side, he pointed to the food in the restaurant, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Are you making these things for me?"

"yes, but it's completely cold now, I'll warm it up when I'm done. Ever since he got the pen, his whole heart had been on it, and he was a somewhat perfunctory answer to her question.

Mo Chuqing, who was indulging in joy, didn't care about this, because the mood of this sentence seemed to bloom, Mei Zizi turned around and followed the other party's footsteps to the living room, and there was a stone slab on the floor of the living room.

And Xi Haodong sat directly in front of the slate with the toolbox, and as soon as she opened the box, it was full of heavier electric drills, wrenches, knives and other tools, and she also walked over with confusion when she looked at this posture.

Squatted quietly next to the slate, and Xi Haodong, who was sitting there, seemed to be deliberately waiting for the other party to pass, followed the other party's puzzled gaze, took out the fountain pen in his pocket, and carefully placed it on the slate.

Looking at the other party's action, she fully understood that such a big posture was actually for her mother's relics, and she asked with uneasy eyes: "Do you want to destroy this fountain pen!"

"It's not to destroy, it's to open. Xi Haodong corrected the other party's rhetoric, there must be something very important in the pen, and even the relationship with that inexplicable research center, everything is waiting for this pen to verify.

But the most annoying thing is that the fountain pen was welded to death directly, and there was no way to open it with ordinary manpower, and because of this, Mo Chuqing couldn't know the secret inside the fountain pen after so many years.

"Then won't this fountain pen be broken after you open it?" After the other party's gaze, Mo Chuqing trembled and picked up the fountain pen with some unbearable hands, this is a gift from her mother, it must not be broken like this.

did not force the other party in this matter, but directly spread out his hand and reasoned with her: "Xiaoqing, I know that this is your mother's thing, but you have to believe me that what she gave you is not this ordinary fountain pen, but something more valuable here." ”

was said by the other party, Mo Chuqing now understood that it was the contents of the fountain pen that everyone was fighting for, putting important things into it when her mother gave it to her, and soldering the fountain pen to death.

So what exactly is this, it's a treasure map, and there's an important question here: "Why do you know that there's something in here, who is my mother, and what did you find in the military area?"

Since being with Xi Haodong, there have been more and more mysteries around him, and Mo Chuqing has been imagining whether God deliberately let him meet each other, and the fate of the two people has long been doomed.

Otherwise, she would never have known that her mother was so powerful, she was not an ordinary teacher at all, and so many people were involved.

"There's a lot I can only tell you, and we could have found a time and I'll tell you a story, but now I need to make sure that my thoughts are right. Xi Haodong sat on the ground, his eyes fixed on the pen.

Due to the importance of the matter and the fact that too many people were involved, he had long been anxious to verify it, but because it was Mo Chuqing's thing, he forced this new and patiently reasoned with the other party.

Mo Chuqing, who is smart to a certain extent, took the pen and confirmed: "If there is something in the pen, then it proves that you are right, if there is nothing, then everything you find is an empty talk or a lie." ”

"That's right, so I'm in a hurry. Xi Haodong's hands raised and wanted to grab the pen, but he retracted in mid-air, even if it was important, he had to respect his wife.

After discovering the other party's small actions, Mo Chuqing pursed her lips and smiled, stuffed it directly into the other party's hand, gave the answer with her actions, and acquiesced to the other party's behavior.

Looking at the fountain pen that was suddenly stuffed into his hand, Xi Haodong reminded again with some disbelief: "Let me tell you, once the fountain pen is smashed, there is really no way to restore it, this is a gift from your mother." ”

"Like you said, my mother may have given me more than just this pen. Mo Chuqing's eyes were also full of anticipation to look at the fountain pen, but he didn't expect to be able to understand his mother again, the other party is not just a teacher.

After listening to the other party's answer, Xi Haodong took a deep breath and was completely relieved, and when Mo Chuqing couldn't bear to look directly at his half-closed eyes, he carefully put the pen on the slate.

I searched in the toolbox and took out the largest cutting machine, no matter what kind of finely crafted tool or this one is the fastest, when the blade touches the fixed pen, the iron is cut bursting with snowflakes.

Xi Haodong is very careful when he does it, it is like a completely supreme art flat, the things in it are very important, once he cuts himself, he may become a sinner all over the world, using this psychology to imply that his pressure is increasing step by step, and he has also achieved very good results.

Halfway through the cut, I stopped moving my sore arm for a moment, then re-immobilized my arm and continued to cut along the middle.

The whole highly concentrated process lasted for nearly ten minutes, and Xi Haodong completely completed this difficult operation, and after finishing it thoroughly, he directly threw the cutting machine in his hand aside and took off the gloves in his hand.

Mo Chuqing, who was highly concerned next to him, simply knelt directly on the ground, and leaned forward, looking at the other party's fingers and carefully taking away the pen, and a small cylindrical chip fell out of the cut pen barrel.

The chip is about the same thickness as the pen barrel, and the length is about half a finger length, seeing that something really appears inside, Xi Haodong was very excited in shock, and he almost yelled a few times in the sky.

I didn't expect him to really find this, so what he saw was true, so what did his father want to hide, why was Major General Xiao still alive, and what happened to Lin Hui three years ago.

It was still the mysterious research institute twenty years ago, and what role Mo Chuqing's mother played, a mystery was revealed, and thousands of questions came to him, and he felt that there was still a long way to go with that chip.

If his feelings are excited, then Mo Chuqing is completely shocked, this fountain pen that accompanied her to grow up, there is still such a thing in it, and she still doesn't know it at all.

Who is her mother and what kind of identity does she have, Mo Chuqing has lived until now to realize that she doesn't know her mother at all, her hands are constantly trembling and stroking the pen, so her mother doesn't care about Tang Shangming's words, why did she die of illness in the end!

"I know you must have a lot of questions right now. "I found a clear bag and carefully sealed the chip, and the next step was to explore the use of the chip and the research institute.

Mo Chuqing, who stood up with the other party, blinked her eyes with tears in her eyes, because her head was in chaos, there were really too many things happening tonight, it was really enough, and if someone told her that she was actually Xi Haodong's own sister, she would probably believe it.

"Yes, what's going on with all this?" Following the other party's question, Mo Chuqing asked in a daze, and watched him finish packing up the things in front of him.

Stretched out his hand and dragged her arm to the dining table, and when he left, he kept sighing and said, "I'll give you a hot meal, and I'll tell you the truth of the matter while we eat." ”

Mo Chuqing, who was now in a state of brain stopping, did not object to this matter, listened to the other party's words and sat on the table, and when he watched the other party put on an apron and act, a sentence came out of his mouth and said: "This matter is a long story, and if you really want to count it, you have to catch up with us when we are at grandma's house......"

This book was first published on Kanshu.com