The news of the Secret Service Bureau soon arrived in Xinjing, and the operation on Xinjing's side was also very fast.

When he got off work in the evening, Yu Jingque learned from Wan Qun that the police department in Xinjing had taken action.

There was a battle with the military commanders, and it was determined that the place was indeed the military commander's liaison station, and the two sides had killed and injured each other, and the liaison station was considered destroyed.

This news was expected by Yu Jingque, and it sounded uncomfortable, but it would not show flaws.

Before leaving the Secret Service Section, Wan Qun said, "Wang Ruoyu took the time to dispose of it. ”

"Don't transfer it to the local court, or wait for approval from above?" Yu Jingque asked.

"There's no need to be so troublesome, Wang Ruoyu's foundation is in Xinjing, and now the Xinjing Police Department has cracked the liaison station of the military commander because of his news, what do you think he is." Wan Qun said with a smile.

From now on, no one will speak for Wang Ruoyu again, it is boring to find themselves.

"I know the chief." Yu Jingque nodded and agreed.

Now in the Special Services Section, Yu Jingque has his own office, which is alone.

It's not that Yu Jingque's captain or squad leader is more important than others, but that the other offices are full, and he can only stay in one office by himself.

When someone is promoted later, they will stay with Yu Jingque, there are three desks in this office, and at least three people will come in.

When he returned home from the secret service department, when facing Ji Youning, Yu Jingque was a little weak-hearted, and he had no way to tell Ji Youning about the loss of the military commander today.

Ji Youning doesn't know these news yet, and it is impossible for the news of Xinjing to come back so quickly. Even if it is passed back, people like Ji Youning, who have little contact with the military commander, will not know it for the first time.

"What are you weaving?" When he came back and saw Ji Youning weaving things, Yu Jingque asked casually, he didn't want to keep thinking about Xinjing in his heart.

"Originally, I bought wool and said it was knitting sweaters, but then I thought it was too difficult, so let's knit a scarf for you." Ji Youning was full of interest.

"Who did you learn from?" Yu Jingque asked.

Ji Youning put down the wool and yarn needle in his hand and said: "The teachers in the school, many of them also know a lot of skills, and they can also weave various patterns. ”

Speaking of which, Ji Youning is so envious, she won't be now.

"Why are you working so hard, if you want a scarf, just buy one." Yu Jingque felt that it was more convenient to go directly to the department store to buy it.

Ji Yu would rather disagree with this sentence and said: "It's good to weave." ”

Well woven?

Yu Jingque looked at the scarf on Ji Youning's lap, which had just been raised, and wanted to say something miserable.

For beginners, it's hard to do this kind of work well, even the simplest weave without any patterns, it's hard to master.

"Forget it, I'll weave it myself." Ji Youning naturally saw the disgust in Yu Jingque's eyes.

"No, I'm looking forward to it, waiting for you." Yu Jingque, a person who never uses a scarf, can only say a word against his heart at this moment.

Hearing Yu Jingque's words, Ji Youning said happily: "Don't worry, soon." ”

A scarf, of course, is fast, and it's not a sweater.

"Okay, let's put it away and eat." Yu Jingque said to Ji Youning.

When the two were eating, Ji Youning was still studying his wool, and it seemed that Ji Youning was very interested in this matter.

To be honest, Yu Jingque didn't know why Ji Youning suddenly liked these things, could it be that he liked these things after spending a long time with those housewives at school?

After eating, lying on the bed, Ji Youning knitted a sweater, and Yu Jingque read.

Seeing Yu Jingque's book, Ji Youning said: "Have you read the book seriously, how many days have you been reading this book, haven't you finished reading it?" ”

Read?

Yu Jingque has been reading it over and over again, I don't know how many times, but I just can't be familiar with it, and I forgot to watch it after seeing it.

He didn't just read a book, but wanted to write it down so that he could facilitate the transmission of information between himself and Chen Xiqiao.

"I'm stupid, slow to read." Yu Jingque explained indiscriminately, with the current progress of this book, Yu Jingque felt that if he read it for another month or two, it might be about the same.

Sometimes Yu Jingque only hates himself for not forgetting, if it is not forgetting, how good it is, just watch it once, there is no need to be so troublesome.

Stupid people can only use stupid methods, watch it over and over again, and repeat it if they forget it.

Genius.

There are so many geniuses in the world, why am I not, Yu Jingque shouted silently in his heart.

If you are not a genius, you must learn to be a genius, diligence can make up for clumsiness, and watch slowly.

When Yu Jingque put down the book, Ji Youning also put down his wool, and the two turned off the lights and went to sleep.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day the two went out to work together and parted ways at the door.

Yu Jingque has not been busy at all in the past few days, Wang Ruoyu's matter has been solved, and he is a little idle now.

Here in Chen Xiqiao, since the last mission, he has not taken the initiative to give Yu Jingque a task.

In fact, it is normal, Yu Jingque belongs to the hidden personnel, after he gets the information, he will hand it over to the organization, and the organization will rarely take the initiative to arrange tasks for him.

However, in the Secret Service Section, Yu Jingque's status is still not high, and he has no right to know about those more confidential tasks.

The person who can know is Cai Wangjin, and Wan Qun can occasionally know some.

There is also the news of the telegram, basically the communication squad leader will also know that these three people are considered upper-level figures.

Next is Yu Jingque and his group, but they will not receive the action order until the mission is executed, and they don't know the specific situation.

It is because of this situation that Yu Jingque has not provided a piece of valuable information to Chen Xiqiao.

Chen Xiqiao told Yu Jingque not to worry, because many sleepers may have provided a piece of information in their lifetime and were captured, and that piece of information is the value of his hiding for a few years, or even more than ten years.

It sounds very sad, Yu Jingque doesn't want that kind of end, he doesn't want to taste that bitterness.

The days to come are bitter or not bitter Yu Jingque doesn't know, but today's day is very good for Yu Jingque.

Today is the day of Wang Ruoyu's execution, and the dust has settled on Xinjing's side, so as not to have many dreams at night, Wang Ruoyu's days are over.

Yu Jingque took a few police officers from the secret service department, drove a truck, and escorted Wang Ruoyu to the suburbs.

The outskirts of Ice City are now freezing cold and withered.

Wang Ruoyu was tied up and escorted down from the truck, and in this kind of scene, Wang Ruoyu's legs couldn't walk at all.

"Officer Yu, Officer Yu......" Wang Ruoyu's voice was actually crying, which showed how scared he was.

The police took Wang Ruoyu to the back of a dirt slope, and Yu Jingque motioned for the police to wait by the car, and there were only two people left, Yu Jingque and Wang Ruoyu.

"Officer Yu, I don't want to die, I don't want to." Wang Ruoyu looked at Wang Ruoyu beggingly.

"Five years ago, a little girl was forced to death on the street, do you still have an impression?" Yu Jingque suddenly asked.

Wang Ruoyu looked confused, he didn't know what Yu Jingque was talking about?

Because of that incident, Wang Ruoyu couldn't have kept it in mind, and after so many years, he might have forgotten it a long time ago.

Yu Jingque worked hard for five years.

Seeing Wang Ruoyu's confused expression, Yu Jingque was very regretful, it seemed that he couldn't get more clues from Wang Ruoyu.

"Who were your colleagues back then?" Yu Jingque asked again, he wanted to know more information, and the person who killed Manjushri was not just Wang Ruoyu.