Long Qingtian sighed, he hugged Mo Jiu tightly, but he still didn't speak.

Sensing his depression and displeasure, Mo Jiu's weak arm symbolically hugged him, "Brother, is it that Uncle Long's matter can't be explained?" If you don't want to say it, don't say it. ”

"It's not." Long Qingtian replied in a calm voice, "I just don't want to watch you enter her trap. ”

Originally...... Long Qingtian has been angry all the time, and he is so angry!

Mo Jiu thought that Uncle Long's affairs made him depressed.

But......

Long Qingtian was right.

Long Qingtian didn't ask her to go to the office at all, it was Lu Lan who took it upon herself to let her come here, and when she heard his conversation with the old man, she didn't hear it, so Mo Jiu naturally couldn't take revenge for Uncle Long.

But now that she heard it, how could she not do something for Uncle Long?

Thirteen years ago, even if it can't be announced to the public, but in her heart, Uncle Long's Confucianism is no worse than Long Qingtian!

But things are depressing after all.

Lu Lan didn't do anything wrong, even her actions were correct, this kind of naked conspiracy made Mo Jiu and Long Qingtian hate her even if they wanted to!

Do you want to hate someone who told you the truth about your father's death?

But after all, I feel uncomfortable.

Shaking his head and abandoning this uncomfortable feeling, Mo Jiu sighed, but said seriously: "Brother, in fact, have you ever thought that if you tell me all your secrets, where will I fall for this kind of trick?" ”

Long Qingtian is too mysterious, his mind is too deep, no one knows what he is thinking, and he also hides too many secrets in his heart.

If Long Qingtian told her, then why did she fall for Lu Lan's calculations again and again?

Mo Jiu hoped that Long Qingtian would be able to confess to her.

Long Qingtian hugged Mo Jiu's arm slightly, and then, he sighed: "Xiao Jiu, you are still young." ”

It's still young, so there are some things, and he's afraid that he won't be able to withstand the blow?

This can be regarded as a way for Long Qingtian to protect himself, right?

Mo Jiu said with a straight face: "Brother, what were you doing when you were nineteen years old?" ”

Mo Jiu spoke seriously: "I remember hearing Yu Zhuo say that when you were nineteen years old, you were on a mission abroad that was always very dangerous. ”

But when others are nineteen years old, it is the age of innocence and carefree in college.

This sentence, Long Qingtian wanted to speak.

But thinking about the environment in which Mo Jiu lived, he shut up.

"Dad was designed and killed." Long Qingtian spoke.

Mo Jiu subconsciously clenched his fists.

The cause of Uncle Long's death has always been a sacrifice for the country, but only a few people involved know it, but it is not.

And the real reason, I'm afraid that except for her and Mo Jiayi, no one knows the inside story.

She was in a very nervous mood now, for fear that Long Qingtian would find out the truth, but as long as she thought of the truth, her heart was entangled.

"Yes, who is it?" Her voice was inexplicably tense.

Long Qingtian glanced at her and patted her back with his big hand, as if he wanted to pass Liliang for her through this move.

"The people who designed to kill my father back then included a person codenamed Brother Ying in the 3K Party organization."

These words made Mo Jiu's heart rise again, "Who else?" ”

"There is also an underground shili in country F who is also involved, but I don't know who it is. But this Brother Ying, I've been tracking him down for five years. ”