Song Shuang has no other meaning, the girl's love for heroes has long been transformed into the professionalism of reporters, she learned some of Liu Handong's deeds from her father's words, and she really wanted to do an exclusive interview, but after so many years of no contact, the feelings between each other have long been rusty, and they need to be re-cultivated.!

She didn't know about Liu Handong and Zheng Jiayi, but she felt that Sister Zheng was a bit of an eyesore.

The drunks came back, and Zheng Jiayi said, "Are you still drinking, don't drink and withdraw." ”

Zhao Hui said: "I know that a Wangjing family has a good waist, go and try it." ”

Zheng Jiayi said: "After eating the sheep and scorpions, eating Jin Dingxuan, eating Jin Dingxuan and eating Wangjing's small waist, hard vegetables are connected with hard vegetables, and you still don't let people live." ”

Everyone laughed and said let's quit.

Zhao Hui's driver was already waiting at the door, and he took Luohan first. Song Shuang drove Zheng Jiayi's Mercedes-Benz and sent the two back.

"Let's send Lao Liu back to the hotel first, he has to have a meeting tomorrow." Song Shuang said this, Zheng Jiayi was not easy to object, and said Okay, you drive the car back and return it to me tomorrow.

Liu Handong and Zheng Jiayi sat in the back row, stretching out their hands dishonestly, touching Zheng Jiayi's thighs, and Song Shuang didn't notice it when he was driving.

"Liu Handong, do you remember Ling Zijie?" Song Shuang suddenly asked.

"Oh, I remember this person, what's wrong?"

"He works at the Central Station now, and he's very popular." Song Shuang's tone was full of disdain, "Specially interview the officials of the feudal territory and take the high-end route." ”

Liu Handong was not interested in Ling Zijie, so he only sighed.

"May I interview you?" Song Shuang turned to the topic, "I think you are the interview subject who has a story and is worth excavating." ”

"Okay, I'll make an appointment with you when I'm free." Liu Handong said casually.

Zheng Jiayi pinched him hard.

Jingxi Hotel arrived, Liu Handong got out of the car, there were soldiers standing guard here, and they couldn't go in without a pass, Song Shuang drove Zheng Jiayi away and sent her home safely, and it was already one o'clock in the evening when he got home.

Song Jianfeng sat in the living room reading the newspaper, his hair was gray, after retiring from the position of the boss of Zhongyan Huang, his spirit was not as good as before, and his work was not as heavy as before.

"Came back so late." Song Jianfeng reproached, he knew who his daughter was with, so he was not worried.

"They're all drinking, and they're going to leave one to drive." Song Shuang explained.

"Pay attention in the future, wash and sleep, and go to work tomorrow." When Song Jianfeng saw his daughter coming back, he got up and went back to the house, his rickety back made Song's nose sour, and he shouted to his father in a low voice.

Song Jianfeng turned around and smiled gently: "Dad, it's okay." ”

Song Shuang was speechless, his father was so old, but he was not yet sixty years old, it was the golden age of leading cadres, his father had risen and fallen several times, when he was the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau in Jiangbei, he was assigned to the Justice Bureau, and he did a good job in the position of the director of the Jiangdong Provincial Public Security Department, and was transferred to the Provincial Party Committee Legal Research Office, and then demoted from Zhongyan Huang to the research institution, this time I am afraid that he will die here.

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The meeting continued the next day, Liu Handong was still sitting in the back row, and by chance Yang Xu turned around, accidentally caught a glimpse of Liu Handong's nameplate, and then looked at the people, as if he didn't know him, he was suddenly frightened, and muttered a few words to Zhang Bangxian, Zhang Bangxian also looked back, and saw Liu Handong's middle finger.

Mr. Zhang was very self-contained, turned his head quietly, and continued the meeting.

When eating a buffet in the restaurant at noon, Yang Xu came to Liu Handong's side and teased: "Isn't this Liu Handong, why has your face changed?" When did you go to Korea? ”

Liu Handong smiled and said, "Believe it or not, I put a plate on your face?" ”

Yang Xu's face changed, he believed that Liu Handong could really do it, and walked away.

After Liu Handong went back, he added Yang Xu's name to the memo on his mobile phone.

After the meeting, Liu Handong packed up his things and prepared to go back to Jiangbei to do his grandfather's funeral, and was about to set off when he received a call from Song Shuang, asking him to meet in the café to talk about the interview.

Liu Handong deposited his luggage in the Beijing Office of Jiangbei Heavy Industry, went to meet Song Shuang single-handedly, and came to the café, Song Shuang was already waiting here, with an Apple notebook in front of him typing, seeing him coming, he smiled sweetly and closed the computer.

"What to drink, I invite you." Song Shuang said.

"Coffee, thank you." Liu Handong sat down with a chill, the winter in Beijing is very cold, but he wears very little, a windbreaker outside, a short-sleeved T-shirt inside, and an Arabic tea towel around his neck, which is cool and very stylish.

"Tell me your story." Song Shuang took out the voice recorder.

"Even if it's an interview, my story can't be published, even if it's written." Liu Handong said.

"I'm measured, you say." Song Shuang insisted.

Liu Handong is not pretentious, does not exaggerate, does not deduce, and briefly tells the story of what happened in Colin, focusing on the situation in the Middle East, and only brings a few words about the role he plays.

Song Shuang listened attentively, she held her cheeks like a child listening to an adult's story, listening to Liu Handong's understatement of the inside stories that contained countless bloody storms behind her, sometimes clenching her fists angrily, sometimes sighing.

"They're still chasing you, that's why you have plastic surgery?" Song Shuangbu regretted it, "Actually, I still like the way you are." ”

"I'll be back when I'm free." Liu Handong said with a smile.

"Okay, as long as your face can withstand it." Song Shuang was also happy, picked up the cup, and the coffee was already cold.

"Actually, I want to help my father, who has been treated unfairly, just like you, and has been framed." Song Shuang opened another topic, this girl looks baby-faced soft and cute, but she is actually a ruthless character, she actively participated in social practice when she was in college, and the incident of Huanxi College Entrance Examination being replaced was solved with her help.

Liu Handong said: "I'll help you bring down Zhang Bangxian, and it's hard to say whether Ling Zun can be reinstated as an official after that." ”

Song Shuang's eyes widened: "Really? That's great! How are you going to help me? ”

Liu Handong said: "Starting from the periphery, there is a person named Yang Xu next to Zhang Bangxian, his foundation is definitely not clean, and if he is done, he can pry Zhang Bangxian." ”

Song Shuang said worriedly: "As far as I know, the high-level game is very fierce, and it has reached the point of life and death, you have to be careful." ”

Liu Handong smiled: "I am always on guard, no matter whether it is bright or dark, black or white, I can catch it." ”

The sun was setting outside, the snow on the road had been cleared, and only the remnants of snow on the evergreen shrubs in the isolation zone remained, Song Shuang said Let's go, I will invite you to dinner.

"Next time, I'm in a hurry to go back to Jiangbei." Liu Handong said, got up, picked up the windbreaker, and when he got dressed, Song Shuang saw the quick-pull gun holster on his waist, and couldn't help but be surprised: "You...... Bring a gun. ”

"Legal." Liu Handong took out an official gun license from his pocket, "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, is it a joke to take a guy without permission." ”

"Then I'll drive you." Song Shuangdao.

On the way to the airport, Liu Handong took out his satellite phone and called all the way, all of them were talking in Arabic, Song Shuang couldn't understand half of the sentence, and only after he finished typing did he ask: "What about the contact business?" ”

"yes, business." Liu Handong didn't want to say more, just now he arranged for someone to do something in Colin, and gave Zhongyan Huang some eye medicine, and he was very familiar with this.

Jiangbei Heavy Industry has a commuter Xinzhou 60 plane parked at Nanyuan Airport, Liu Handong can enter without inspection with a certificate, when he got off the car, Song Shuang saw him carefully take out the white porcelain urn, curiosity came up and asked, when Liu Handong told her that this is her grandfather's ashes, she was silent.

"The leaves have fallen back to their roots, and it's time for grandpa to go home." Liu Handong said.

Three hours later, Liu Handong arrived at Jiangbei Airport, and the special car of the Heavy Industry Group was waiting at the airport, and after sending him home, he left the car behind.

Liu Handong walked into the riverside community with his grandfather's ashes, the community was silent in the middle of the night, the road was full of cars, the closer to home, the more depressed and sad his mood was, and when he came to the door, the door was still pasted with the seal of the Public Security Bureau, he ripped it open, pushed open the false door, the house was in a mess, retaining the traces of the fierce battle that day, there were blood stains on the wall, there were chalk circles on the ground, the bullet casings were picked up, and the bullet in the bullet hole in the wall was also taken away, this home was not at all presentable.

"Grandpa, we're back." Liu Handong put the urn on the table, found a small bowl with rice, inserted three cigarettes, lit it, and knelt down and kowtowed.

Because it was the scene of the bloody crime, nothing was lost at home, and the old photo album, military medal, and retirement certificate in the cabinet were also there, but the grandfather's passbook and house certificate were missing, no need to ask, it was the uncle who took it.

Liu Handong called his uncle's house, it was his younger brother who answered it, and when he heard his brother's voice, he was overjoyed: "Brother, you're back!" Then he lowered his voice, "The Public Security Bureau wants you!" ”

"No, I brought my grandfather's ashes, and tomorrow I will go over and discuss with you about buying a cemetery for the memorial service, and you can tell my uncle, that's all."

That night, Liu Handong stayed at the Jiangbei Heavy Industry Guest House, the loaded pistol was pressed under the pillow, and he didn't sleep well at night, all of which were the war years dream of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

In the morning, Liu Handong washed up and ate breakfast, and drove to his uncle's house to discuss his grandfather's funeral.

The uncle's family was all there, and they first repeatedly confirmed that Liu Handong's fugitive status had been lifted and that they would not be implicated, and then they began to discuss the main topic.

"Your grandfather is a hundred years old, the old colleagues are no longer alive, the old unit food bureau has also been disbanded, in my opinion, forget the memorial service, buy a cemetery, bury it with your grandmother, and the relatives will burn the paper." Uncle sighed.

Liu Handong nodded.

"I'm sick, your aunt is a woman's family, it's still you Zhang Luo in this matter, we don't have many relatives, and we haven't been in contact for many years, don't trouble people for the New Year, keep a low profile." Uncle said again.

Liu Handong nodded again.

"I'll buy the cemetery, notify relatives or uncle, you come, after all, you are an elder." Liu Handong said.

He sighed in his heart, his grandfather had been majestic all his life, and he had been majestic and dominant, but in the end he only ended up with such a shabby funeral, which was really sad.