Yan Murong felt that Longteng's base was really too strange.

I don't know what they think, every room here is very simple, for example, before, the room with only one table and two chairs was the living room, and Mr. Jin's bedroom was the same, with only one bookcase and a bed.

After looking at the current room, there was only a table, a chair and a laptop - Yan Murong understood that this was a computer room.

After turning on the computer and entering a long list of passwords, the computer made a "Didi" sound and the screen lit up.

Although Old Man Jin is old, his kung fu is very neat, he didn't even look at the keyboard, he just crackled on it for a while, and then he got out of the way of the computer and motioned for Yan Murong to come and see.

Yan Murong leaned his head over, and didn't see any state secrets or anything like that on it, only a photo appeared.

"What is this?" Yan Murong looked at Old Man Jin suspiciously.

"Look, how many people do you know in the photo?" Old Man Jin said.

Yan Murong moved his gaze to the computer screen. The photo is in black and white and looks a little older. There are six people in the photo, all wearing the same military uniform, and all six are young people, looking at their age, they are about the same age as he is now.

"Huh? This is my grandfather? Yan Murong pointed to a young man standing on the far left who looked seven or eight points similar to himself, and asked in some surprise.

"yes, it's your grandfather." Old Man Jin laughed. "How's it going, haven't you known anyone yet?"

Yan Murong didn't speak, looked at the photo seriously, and then raised his head to look at Old Man Jin a few times before he said. "Next to my grandfather is Mr. Jin, right? - Oh, I see. ”

"What do you understand?" Old Man Jin was a little surprised.

"There are six people in this picture, and one of them is my grandfather." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Then there are five people left, and they are the five founders of Longteng, right?"

"This kid of yours has a bit of eyesight." Old Man Jin looked at Old Man Yan who was sitting on the side and smiled.

“――”

Yan Murong was speechless for a while.

Does it take eyesight? A fool can guess it. It's just that he doesn't understand what Old Man Jin means by showing him this photo.

"Look down." Old Man Jin pointed to the computer and motioned for Yan Murong to continue scrolling down the photos.

After clicking on the document, Yan Murong found that the following was no longer a photo, but a letter of appointment. The content is to let the five old man Jin select the most powerful soldiers in each unit and form a special team. Yan Murong thought, this is probably the earliest dragon Teng.

"Go on." Old Man Jin said.

Flipping down further, there is an order, the content of which is to let Old Man Jin lead Longteng's people to the Golden Triangle to carry out secret missions.

"Old man, what do you mean by showing me this?" Yan Murong was confused. It's just some of the things of the past, it's been forty or fifty years, what's the use of looking at it now?

"Look at the name under the appointment." Old Man Jin said slowly.

"Name?" Yan Murong looked at the computer, and when he saw the signature at the bottom of the order, he was stunned.

"Zheng Shoujiang? Last name Zheng? Who is Zheng Wuming? ”

"Good boy, really smart." Old Man Jin laughed. "Zheng Shoujiang is indeed a member of the Zheng family, and he is also the vice chairman of the Military Commission at that time, he is Zheng Wuming's grandfather."

After listening to Old Man Jin's words, Yan Murong suddenly realized, and then understood why no one in the Zheng family participated in politics, but he had such a great influence in Yanjing, and his feelings were clouded by his ancestors.

"Alright, I'll tell you why you came on this mission." Old Man Jin turned off the computer, looked at Yan Murong and said.

"Wait." Yan Murong had white sweat on his head and waved his hand again and again. "Old man Jin, I didn't promise you to carry out the mission."

"Fart." Old Man Jin was furious. "You know what you're looking at? That's a state secret -- you have two options right now. First, go on a mission. Second, I'll arrest you, and for Lao Yan's sake, I'll lock you up for more than ten or twenty years. ”

Yan Murong was about to cry, feeling that he had just jumped out of one trap, and when he turned around, he fell into another trap.

"Grandpa." Yan Murong looked aggrieved, and looked at Old Man Yan for help pitifully.

"Murong, this--the country has national laws and family rules, you better listen to your Grandpa Jin."

“――”

Yan Murong suddenly felt that it was better to stay in the detention room of the National Security Bureau, at least there was water to drink, and a boxed lunch to eat, and he could lie there and sleep when he was full of food and drink.

"Listen carefully, I'll only say the following words once, and you'll rot in your stomach when you hear it." Regardless of whether Yan Murong agrees or not, Old Man Jin said. "Do you know what mission we're going to the Golden Triangle for?"

"I don't know, it's a state secret, I don't want to know, and I can't know." Yan Murong shook his head playfully, not wanting to hear a word.

"It's late." Old Man Jin sneered. "Prick up your ears for me and listen carefully."

"We didn't go to the Golden Triangle, but Baoshan Prison." Seeing that Yan Murong nodded resignedly, Old Man Jin continued. "You've heard of Baoshan Prison too, right?"

"I see." Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "You're looking for the second half of the Green Capsule Sutra, aren't you?"

"That's right, we're just going to find the Green Capsule Sutra." Old Man Jin nodded, and then became silent, and his eyes glanced at the ceiling, as if he was remembering something.

"Looks like it's going to be found." Yan Murong muttered quietly.

"I didn't find it."

Yan Murong's voice brought Old Man Jin back to his senses, sighed, and said. "Not only did we not find it, but while we were about to leave, there was a ** incident in the prison - five of us went in, and I was the only one who came out."

"Someone deliberately arranged **?" Yan Murong looked stunned and asked in a low voice.

"That's right again." Old Man Jin nodded. "And most of the people who participate in the ** are also kung fu, and there are some masters among them."

"Did you find anything?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

Since someone deliberately arranged **, and it was aimed at the five people of Long Teng, there were only two reasons. It's not that they find any clues, it's that someone doesn't want them to live.

"Some discoveries." Old Man Jin nodded and said. "We found a note in one of the wall tiles of the cell, which looked to be a bit old, with handwriting written in blood, but it was scribbled."

"Can I take a look?" Yan Murong was also interested at this time, and he didn't care if any state secrets were classified or not, he just wanted to see what was written on that note.

"Are you sure you want to see it?" Old Man Jin asked. "If you see it, you're going to take on this task."

"Good!" Yan Murong gritted his teeth, anyway, this matter will definitely fall on his head, so he simply agreed quickly, and everyone was relieved.